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  • From the James Joyce Quarterly (Spring 2019)

    “In a welcome contrast to the seriousness of high-art venues, Steve Fly Agaric 23 embodies the ideal of a space-cadet savant, just barely returned from the realm of interstellar ideas but landing into perfect musical timing, without losing the traces of stardust from whatever cosmic forces returned to this atmosphere in his wake. A drummer and DJ-turned-programmer, Fly’s performance was based on a digital remixing palette he developed uniquely for the day, “BloomJamm,” which was available for free download by all conference attendees, and remains accessible to the general public via his website.
    Fly’s audio samples included clips of Joyce-head Robert Anton Wilson, whose influence was also present in the work of the visual James Joyce Quarterly 56.3-4 2019 Complete_Issue_56_3.indb 422 1/14/2020 1:14:29 PM 423 artist Heather Ryan Kelley. Kelley sat beside the stage throughout the day creating live art. Though Kelley and Fly drew on overlap-ping sources of inspiration—Joyce’s Wake, RAW’s Coincidance, and elements of prepared materials and automatic improvisation—her temperament and approach are marked by a delicate exploration of the inner worlds and symbols of language, both as words and as sigla.

    ….

    “Also departing from the Antwerp Symposium in search of unusual
    adventures was “Amsterdampster,” a series of shows organized by Steve Fly Agaric 23 immediately following the performances at deSin-
    gel. Each of the three Amsterdam performances was held at different locations there, including Sexyland in North Amsterdam, the Cafe Monumentje, and the Cafe Daan and Daan.

    The gig at Sexyland included an explosive rant from Christian Greer on Joyce’s methods for destroying imperialism at its root, through the introduction of an anti-capitalist virus into the English/ American language via Finnegans Wake; a reprise of Bindervoet and Henkes’s performative lecture; and a set of mind-melting improvised music from Fly and Vincente Pino’s Dr. Marshmallow Cubicle. A particularly unique highlight of the evening was an impromptu offering of “Finnegan’s Wake” from the Dutch National Opera singer Cato Fordham, who first recalled discovering his brother Finn’s personal copy of Finnegans Wake strewn about somewhere, only to find himself transcendentally transported into language through its reading.

    Unexpected forms of impromptu transportation also occurred at Cafe Monumentje, west of the canal in Jordaan. A real locals bar unaccustomed to performances and where English speakers are rarely found, much less welcomed, two English expats and an American—Fly, William Sutton, and myself—nervously sat in the back corner wondering how to proceed with our late afternoon gig. Emboldened by his background as a stand-up comedian, Sutton began the evening, to the relief of Fly and me. Rapping in Dutch about William Shakespeare and the power of language, Sutton dexterously transitioned to English before cuing me to talk about Joyce and read fromthe Wake.

    We stumbled on Joycean gold when one of the most disinterested
    regulars finally looked up from his newspaper to demand a look at what gibberish this was, and from then on, in lieu of any formal per-
    formances, the entire bar spent the night cheering and shouting while passing around this weird little book. With each reader laughing
    aloud until the next insisted on finding out for himself what was so
    funny, the Wake proved itself again as a true pub-book-for-the-people,
    while one man declared, “I’ve been at this bar every day for forty
    years; we haven’t seen this kind of magic since the old days!”

    From…
    Joyce Smithy: A Curated Review of James Joyce in Visual Art, Music, and Performance—Community and Elusive Understandings
    Tess Brewer, Christa-Maria Lerm Hayes, and Derek Pyle
    University College London, University of Amsterdam, and Waywords and Meansigns.

  • JC is for Jesuspect Christereogram: of freestyle writing

    From 2005…

    flyagaric23's avatarDEEP SCRATCH

    Acrillic Figa
    Jesuspect Christereogram of freestyle
    Acrillic Figaand thats not freestyle, makes me smile and all the time ticks tocking off the shelves, kids without food in their mouths and still gossip persists and opportunities for ___style responses are missed. Talk is cheap and my rhymes priceless. if you know me then show me your subtle moods and leave those who want to, to stay prudes. ___style sat day, i’m sittin down that’s right, and i ain’t gonna and i dunt wanna come here just to fight, or talk shit about knowing it, rather walk it by showing it. Small talk and short sentences, fake Haiku’s and fake white blues. Take offence with your ego script that i just flipped right in front of yer face, but i didn’t wanna do it like that i don’t mean YOU or YOU i mean everybody > every hue held in a zoo…

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  • A Rub Or Tug Job A Day Keeps The Doctor Away

    Poet as early warning defence system?
    Don’t panic, I should listen to myself
    Heading into a new dark 3.0
    And out the otherside when a new dawn will break
    A rug or tug-job a day keeps the doctor away, in the meantime

    To repeat, make Bloomsday of doomsday
    Plant seeds and grow your own medicine
    Food fibre fuel and head-food
    Do your chemistry homework now
    Rice, coconut oil, turmeric, lemon juice, honey
    All naturally occurring medicines are your friends
    Re-introduce yourself to the produce

    I’m going through changes
    From complacent to intrigued to worried and back
    Know this fact, we all must act and spare a thought
    Self isolate and stop the wheels lower the probability
    Usually, I’m the one saying “just get over it, think yourself well
    Here I’m increasingly considering FULL CAPS
    Not to get shouty with orders but please…
    TAKE EVERY PRECAUTION POSSIBLE TO PREVENT THE SPREAD

    Including a little research into the global picture
    Other countries and their response
    Either get to where I’m at with this: CANCEL EVERYTHING
    Or come up with a really good reason why not to?
    Based on what evidence and statistics?
    From what I can gather, we’re heading for a novelty wave
    A tsunami of novelty where things will mutate and change faster and faster
    Get your thoughts in order, make a mantra
    BE A CORONAVIRUS HERO

    Hard questions for me to answer
    Stop smoking immediately in the interest of others?
    Cancel work, gigs, meetings, social engagements for at least 3 months?
    Stock up on food that will sustain in event of lockdown?
    Keep talking and writing to myself or start sharing these questions.

    Dear Boris and Mr Hancock and Mr Trump
    Contain yourselves
    Consider the vulnerable, the at-risk when you speak
    Falling on deaf ears
    So forget about them and reel in your reality back home
    Isolate meditate contemplate
    Poetry and masturbation poetry and masturbation
    Stay awank, we need you

    Love, steve fly

  • Email To The Tribe (A Youtube Playlist Refresher)

    Email To The Tribe (A Youtube Playlist Refresher)

    Reblog…

    flyagaric23's avatarDEEP SCRATCH

    Email to the tribe is my research class into the tale of the tribe, paying tribute to the last great work of Dr Robert Anton Wilson.…

    –Steve Fly

    Fly On The Tale Of The Tribe: A Rollercoaster Ride With Robert Anton Wilson

    by Steven James Pratt

    Link: http://a.co/gOGNKyV

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  • Pangolin Didn’t Kill Itself: For World Pangolin Day 2020

    Pangolin Didn’t Kill Itself.

    Since news of the novel coronavirus spread late last year, I was struck by claims that the virus originated in snakes and/or bats. In my minds eye I quickly saw the image of a brew in a cauldron, “The eye of a newt and the toe of a frog etc..” This gut reaction led me to consider chemistry and microbiology based upon some folkloric themes.

    Snakes and bats have a wide and long history in folklore, and associated in popular culture with poison. Recent studies rebuked claims that Coronavirus was transferred to humans by snakes and/or bats, and instead proposed the missing link is a creature called the Pangolin, in Greek it roughly translates to Horny Scale, in Malay, “something that rolls up”. 

    Until this latest theory for the critter responsible for spreading the novel coronavirus to humans, I knew nothing of the Pangolin, and so discovered all manner research papers and physiological attributes that I would like to share (SEE BELOW) I’ve been disappointed with how news channels and organizations cover the outbreak and hope to share at least one fact that will inspire your own research, perhaps write of what you discovered. 

    My goal is to get to imagine you have a team of researchers in a laboratory. I don’t think it’s too far off the mark to look at the Pangolin and it’s place in genomic studies and its use in studying the immune system of mammals.  Plus it’s mention in folkloric traditions. Consider that Pangolin scales are in high demand around the world for their flesh and scales, for both eating and for medicine.

    The Pangolin is the ONLY scaled mammal in the animal Kingdom, it is noteworthy that it’s scales evolved due to high susceptibility to infection. The armour is a layer of protection when under attack or sleeping. The scales are made of keratin, which human nails and hair are also made, some have said that you can get health benefits by eating toe-nails. The religious-like, toxic belief that certain exotic animal parts will bring good luck, virility and other narcissistic benefits, is a big problem. Pangolin meat is very expensive, and not for the poor working cass.  

    Pangolin were not registered as being sold at the Wuhan market, yet witnesses have said that they were bought and sold there, and kept in unhygienic conditions, they are susceptible to infection.
    Do a quick search Pangolin + Scholar and browsethe articles. The Pangolin is the number ONE most trafficked critter in the global trade of illegal critters. A quick news search will turn up multiple stories of Pangolin busts on par with drug busts, in their estimated value. Who knew that the critter suspected of being the missing link between spreading the virus between animals and humans was also one of the most sought after critters on the black “exotic pet” market?

    To add insult to injury for the innocent anteater, their natural habitat is being destroyed, resulting in species of Pangolin classified critically endangered. This threat of extinction makes the black market thrive.
    In Zimbabwe, folk legend says that anybody who kills Pangolin will have bad luck, if only we would have enforced the laws protecting these critters from poaching earlier and kept in step with tribal wisdom.

    Although the breakout is sourced to Wuhan, and a specific market place, the bigger picture reveals a global network of players, traffickers, customers and middle-men who make up the supply and demand for Pangolin and other exotic animals. This paper reveals that Germany plays a large role in Pangolin smuggling operations. It seems the Germans have a taste for exotic pets and animals, and a worldwide customer base.

    This trafficking must stop immediately for the sake of all critter-kind and for the endangered species. Like trafficking in arms, drugs and sex, the traffick of Pangolin are responsible for a large part of the trouble around the planet today. The greedy don’t care if it’s guns, heroin, teenage-girls or lizards, deregulation helps them thrive.

    Studies show the mistreatment of the Pangolin leads to a higher probability of infection, which brings us back to black markets, illegal trafficking and inhumane treatment. The mucous of the Pangolin, and it’s very long tongue, and unique mouth muscles are worthy of study. Their insectivore diet of ants, termites and small worms are processed by the Pangolin, which lead to a deeper understanding of chemical symbiosis.

    I sincerely hope a cheap and easy to manufacture vaccine is discovered soon. If indeed, the Pangolin is the culprit, may they be treated with respect and may consideration be given to the link between pandemics and animal trafficking for profit.

    THE ROLE OF GERMANY IN THE ILLEGAL GLOBAL PANGOLIN TRADE
    https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S2351989419303233

    DID PANGOLINS SPREAD THE CHINESE CORONAVIRUS TO PEOPLE?
    https://www.nature.com/articles/d41586-020-00364-2

    PANGOLIN GENOMES AND THE EVOLUTION OF MAMMALIAN SCALES AND IMMUNITY.
    https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC5052048/

    “As an evolutionary consequence of being covered by scales, it is plausible that the pangolin immune system evolved differently than in other mammals. For example, genes such as IFNE, a unique interferon exclusively expressed in skin epithelial cells and inner mucosa-protected tisssues (e.g., lung, intestines, and reproductive tissues), establish a first line of defense against pathogens in other placental mammals (Day et al. 2008; Ponten et al. 2008; Xi et al. 2012; Fung et al. 2013; Demers et al. 2014; Uhlen et al. 2015). Interferons (IFNs) are a cluster of highly conserved gene families that encode for cytokines expressed by host cells for communication between cells, leading to the activation of the immune system in the presence of pathogens (De Andrea et al. 2002; Fensterl and Sen 2009). Strikingly, the single copy intronless IFNE gene is pseudogenized in both pangolin species (confirmed by Sanger sequencing; sample size = 8) but is intact in 71 other mammalian species”

    TRADITIONAL-MEDICAL KNOWLEDGE AND PERCEPTION OF PANGOLINS (MANIS SPS) AMONG THE AWORI PEOPLE, SOUTHWESTERN NIGERIA.
    https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3179697/

    Here’s a useful guide on how to help, by way of deep learning.

    –Steve Fly

  • 2019 YEAR IN REVIEW – BLADERUNNER FIRES

    2019 YEAR IN REVIEW – BLADERUNNER FIRES

    FIRE! FIRE!
    POUR ON WATER, POUR ON WATER

    The world is on fire! Literally and figuratively. Don’t panic. The gap between the richest and poorest is growing, and seems set to keep growing, as nations continue to repeat history and vote for the toughest big-daddy they can, to protect them from foreign influences, or rather the foreign influences not paid for. Don’t panic. Often I think to myself…I’d like to retreat to a cave and sharpen my pencils, watch TV and be blissfully unaware of all the drama out there.” No, this is the last day of 2019 and we are awake.

    2019, 365 days that changed the world? Much different from 2018? Hotter or richer or poorer? Here’s my round-up of things that impinged on my nervous system, balanced between events in my life and those on the world stage. 2019 was bittersweet. I could say, the world has gone to hell, but I’m all right Jack, but I try to avoid sounding like a self-centred idiot who only talks about himself and his interests. Truth, beauty, excellence and compassion are my weapons of choice. Lets burst the big pimples first. Let us not look away from the violence, but try to understand the root causes and organize together to prevent division and hatred.

    To scrape the surface of the year in politics speak, from the opening play on January 1st, when right-wing fucktrumpet, Jair Bolsonaro started his unholy presidency in Brazil, and sets the worrying tone of the rise of right-wing populism across the world, ending in 2019 with Boris “Hard Right Brexit” Johnson, sweeping to victory after the dirtiest and expensive smear campaign Britain has ever seen, as if organized by United Snakes. Feb 1st, Trump signs off America from the mid-range Nuclear treaty, Putin responds with the same the next day. March 15, 51 people murdered in Christchurch, New Zealand, by a racist lunatic called Brenton. The same day, Greta Thunberg returns to Sweeden as a figurehead of a worldwide climate awareness movement. April 10th, first-ever image of a Black Hole M87 Galaxy, the first glimpse of Trump UK trade-deal. April 11th, Julian Assange arrested in London. April 21st, the Sri Lanka Terror attacks result in 500 murdered by religious extremists. April 29, Isis nut, Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, releases footage of Sri Lanka Terror attacks, he’s clearly mentally ill but treated by the media as some kind of criminal mastermind. May 1st, Bad Vlad Putin signs the Sovereign Internet bill into law (In which he can hack British sovereignty at the source, sucks it all up, and funnel it back over to the Kremlin for the Skeksis to lap up.) May 6th, Syrian army launches ground attack on last rebel stronghold in the country. May 24th, Maybot plans shut down of her dancing queen program. June 3-5th, Trump balloon visits the UK and the Queen, cheeses with the Maybot and Boris the lapdog. June 7th, Maybot dancing queen stops dancing for Tories, a new beast is required to be born. July 17th, Netflix star, El Chapo, is sentenced to life in prison. July 24th, Boris Johnson becomes the UK prime mongrel, voted in by less than 0.4% of the UK. His lies begin in overdrive. August 3rd, mass shooting in a U.S Wallmart store leaves 23 people dead, the racist shithead shooter targeted Mexicans. August 10th, child rapist billionaire friend of Prince Andrew, Jeffery Epstein dies in jail, reports are that he killed himself? August 21st, Amazon wildfires rage as Bolsonaro does sweet fuck all. September 10th, Boris and the Tories prorogued Parliament, shutting it down in a Trump-like manner. September 20th, International climate strikes. September 24th, a British court ruled prorogued parliament was void, Boris did indeed do a Trump move. October 17th, Trump pulls U.S troops in Syria, away from helping the Syrian army, blessing Turkey to invade, all to “protect the oil”.  October 19th, 1 million March in London for the second referendum on Brexit. October 27th, Trump announces that Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi is dead, killed by American weapons. October 30th, Twitter bans all political advertising worldwide. November 21st, Ben Netanyahu is indicted on charges of fraud and bribery. Nov 26th, Chilean protests, 50 protestors require prosthetic eyes after police shoot in the face. December 12th, Tories win UK general election, with Boris leading the UK into a Brexit more than half the country does not want. “Just Get On With It,” combined with “Love Actually,” spoke in volumes to the soul of English exceptionalism. Dec 18th, the orange-to-peach balloon becomes the third U.S president in history to be impeached for meddling in the 2020 elections, the least of his long litany of crimes. Dec 20th, U.S Space force founded by the orange windmill king. Wildfires continue to burn across Australia, wiping out millions of animals and their habitats, homes, and some people, leaving Sydney in a hot fog, and new highest temperatures set every week. Ian Duncan Smith, the Godfather of Universal Credit and the war on vulnerable people in the UK, is bestowed a Knighthood by the British Crown. That about sums up the UK nicely, politically speaking.

    Phew, but we made it through didn’t we? First off, a toast to those who didn’t, those that passed over to the great trade-deal in the sky in 2019, in particular, Jake Black, who I had the pleasure of knowing a little bit, rest easy friend. The Zen Bastard Paul Krassner checked out, one of my all-time favourite American’s, who first published a piece of my writing (Magic Mushrooms: From Toad Slime To Ecstacy, 2003,) and was present at a most memorable mind-bending afternoon with Robert Anton Wilson in Palm Springs, 2000. Paul kept in touch with me via email whenever he could write, his contributions to the western countercultural tradition are incalculable. Know his name. Paul Krassner, R.I.P. The great Dr John, and Art Neville, both natives of New Orleans had their traditional Jazz Funerals, and full musical send-offs, or carry-ons. And the psychedelic twin of Timothy Leary turned yogi and dharma teacher, Baba Ram Dass, passed into the clear light of bliss. Rutger Hauer and Ginger Baker also left the world stage leaving behind them large bodies of excellent art. To all my friends who may have lost a family member or friend this year, may they’re memory live on eternally and their souls rest in peace. One statistic that you can’t argue with overtime is that the older you get the more dead people you know. Honour your ancestors with life-affirming actions and thinking, music, merrymaking and contemplation as you see fit, that’s my best advice for dealing with the grief of 2020 and beyond. Enough about the dead, let’s get onto some of the living critters who have set 2019 alight, and who will certainly be caught playing with matches in 2020.

    First, my three to watch and study in 2020. The goodies. If you take anything away from this year in review, make it these three names: Bruce Sterling, Cory Doctorow and Alan Moore. For me, the holy trinity of the next decade, each fully capable of turning it all around, if…IF…we could be so bold and brave as to listen, compute, understand, and share that good stuff. As Douglas Rushkoff said, program or be programmed. For me, the next decade will be dominated and in the hands of those who can program, write and juggle legal facts to the degree that Cory Doctorow is capable, present design-science innovation and tech-criticism to the calibre of Bruce Sterling, and synthesize Art and Magick in the grain of Alan Moore. And so, to the villains.

    My first three to watch are predictable, Trumpet Booris Pootin. The three claws of the new Tsarist Anglo American alliance, playing cold war games with their billionaire friends, foes, and who the fuck knows. But that’s obvs. Steve Bannon is a better villain to keep your eye on, he’s smarter than Trump. In the same fashion, I’d say, learn from Jacob Reece Mogg, a nasty but smart English motherfucker, if you want to fight. Boris is the distraction like Trump, in 2020 you might be fitter if you filter-out the dog whistle alt. right bait, and the pumped-up lies and bluster guaranteed to be splattered all over 2020 UK tabloids. Reading and sourcing some Mogg literature, and a study of law will be much more helpful in the long run. Watch Tommy Yaxley Lennon Robinson if you like, but there’s nothing new to learn here since early hominids leant how to use clubs, you’d be smarter watching a chocolate fudge sundae melt, look for a worthy intellectual opponent in 2020. And, perhaps learn some self defense? Find the smartest racist you can, and study them. If you want to fight, take the strongest opposing argument to your own, first. Racism, Anti-Semitism, Islamophobia, Xenophobia are all built on a logical fallacy, and categorical untruth in the first place. A part of the problem in 2019 is that many are not doing philosophy and social psychology, and such intellectual pursuits are increasingly branded lefty cultural Marxism. In 2019 a meme goes around the world seven times before a PhD. thesiskeksis footnotes on! The domain of the thick, the stupid, and the ignorant, is the domain of categories and group-think. Overemphasis on nationality and not enough emphasis on the unique individual. The fact remains movements, based on gene-pool ignorance, are founded on lies and blind-faith based thinking, the opposite of scientific – research-based thinking. The wars of the words will continue up until the Chinese written character puts a backstop on the limping 26 letters, and English crumbles away into Finnegans Wake completely.

    Highlights for me this year, personally speaking on a creative tip are, editing and releasing my paper The Entourage Effect At Finnegans Wake, concerning Cannabis Terpenes, and the perfumed language of James Joyce. Visited the Island of Kos in Greece with sweet Janne, spending quality time with cats on the beach, shells on the bottom of the ocean and the Tree Of Hippocrates, and the Hippocratic oath. Opened a night of funk and jazz in for DJ Eddie Pillar, who chatted for a while and made my weekend. Played a DJ set for Red Light Radio, and 3 sessions at the Hill Street Booze Bar in the centre of Amsterdam. For Radio Free Amsterdam I recorded more than 40 one-hour shows this year and made lots of artwork for the station continuing into 2020 with brother John Sinclair. I tracked some turntable work for a new tune with Garaj Mahal, that should be coming out in 2020, we will be jamming.

    2019 marks the year I studied turntable beat-juggles, and in nine months, with an average of practicing around 10 hours per month, I can hold a beat, deploy a few tricks and new techniques. I will continue the practice, and craft some ready-made routines, and make some tight tracks. Maybe I’ll get out there for battle someday. Much of the driving impetus to learn to juggle and scratch better, came from working on my novel (trans-media project) called Deep Scratch. I figured that, if I’m writing about DJ’s I should learn to do what I’m writing about, with the bonus of making soundtrack material for the trans-media project. I started filming practice sessions, and uploading them to Youtube to help gauge any progress. In 2020 I may finally land on Serato software, a decade after every other DJ went over to the digital side. It’s not cheap to get up and running. Nuff’ about me? How you doing? If you got this far your probably thinking of books and albums that you like or want to make, and perhaps you have stories you want to tell? Now is the time, publish or perish. Be bold, say it loud. “Do it now!” Try not to lose your centre fighting the world. Please, check your facts in 2020, your life may depend on it. Oh, and do art.

    If you want to link with my britinternational.org ensemble join me at Patreon.com/stevefly  Make your own account and I’ll support you back. Or else, create some other such community-based network of like-minded individuals, help the vulnerable, the disabled, the homeless if you can. Visit them. I’d advise occasionally stepping away from the digital mobile-screen-world and reconnecting with community and nature in equal measure. Recharge you charity next to the stream. As cliche as that may sound. You will have to compromise at some point, you will have to let go, to be able to swing and grab something new, and let go again, things in motion and motion in things. Oh, and the post-quantum superimposition revolution, coupled with Artificial General Intelligence, Internet Of Things, 5G, and the global industrial military entertainment complex is sure to deliver some, lively, stuff. You need cognitive security! Maybe Logic and Multi-Model Agnosticism are a good place to start. Start now. Bladerunner, remember the future?

    I raise a toast to an independent hand-made, hand-printed 2020, of and for the people. The new art and literature and ecological innovations are here with us. Stay awake. Love all the people. I wish you good luck and happy trails, enjoy every success on the path ahead.

    xx

    –Steve Fly

  • Daddy Freddy

    Daddy Freddy is a musical treasure and unstoppable force, he’s a foundational part of the narrative. Underground. Speaking truth to power.

    Bless up

    –Steve fly

     

     

  • Off the Top Morning Moaning

    Let it flow let it flow let it flow

    Something about opening up

    And spilt ink
    Johnson Farage Trump Three Wanketeers

    About psychology and votes

    The glint in your eye

    The wind in your hair

    The sun bouncing about you

    So many things, so little time to…

    Back to breathing living survival

    Back to the word, the global village

    Back to the world

    Colour does matter
    Johnson Farage Trump Three Wanketeers

    Identity, sex, music taste matters
    Show me a hierarchy of your values
    Otherwise the conversation’s in tatters

    So many things to say, so little ear space
    Where can I write and speak this exotica
    Pursue the air music

    The paper bag on a branch

    The cat sneaking over the fence
    Um’s and R’s and “Oh my god’s”
    Hidden gems in every family loom

    Each Kitchen, bathroom, bedroom
    Hides a genius of that space
    A magician to any outsider
    Knows the stairs like the back of his hand
    Could walk the path blindfolded
    Everything in its right place

    No space for change
    Johnson Farage Trump Three Wanketeers

    NO machine to rage against
    Rage against the information
    Truth and Lie
    Up up up up

    The bit of pavement outside your front door
    The handle of your tea cup
    The hole in your sock
    These are the things missing
    Under the torrent of geo-political deep state shades
    Light in the pantry
    Wisdom in your Grandma’s biscuit tin
    Dew drops and flower tops
    Once forgotten memories

    Here now this is it
    Shit or bust
    Do or die
    Funny or not funny
    Choice is yours, future up for grabs
    And for your children,and  grandchildren
    A day out in Devon fishing for crabs

    The postman tripping up the step

    Your first bike ride
    Wet dinners at school

    Meeting new friends saying goodbye to old
    Think you muppets, think

    God damn it read into the stuff

    And when you see lies kick up a stink

    Whatever you do in life
    Do it easy and to the best of your ability
    Tolerate my manias and I’ll tolerate yours

    Special effects are not the cause
    Special defects and special ways of hiding shit

    Ask me anything and I’ll give you my answers
    I want conversation

    A truly democratic vote would be
    Johnson Farage Trump Three Wanketeers

    On an individual basis
    Tick the box for getting out of the E.U
    Tick the box for staying in
    Each and every vote is treated with respect

    Get rid of this system where a bunch of

    Half witted peeps, Oasis!

     drag the rest of the country

    Off a cliff
    WHO speaks if direct democracy
    Each person can decide to remain in or leave?

    Why does a country have such control of its subjects
    And hold them to ransom based on its political climate

    Johnson Farage Trump Three Wanketeers

    Leave us the fuck alone and get out of my business
    Vote for your own laws for your own family and friends
    Leave my decisions up to me and my community
    All talk of national and/or foreign policy is bunk

    Represent yourself

    Encourage others to do the same
    Be the change you wish to see

  • Brexit Vasectomy And Euthanasia

    Doctor: Hi, can I help you with something?

    Me: Yes, I’m unsure about having a vasectomy, tell me more.

    Doctor: Just get on with it!

    Me: I beg your pardon.

    Doctor: Vasectomy means vasectomy

    Me: what?

    Doctor: Trust me, I’m a doctor. Next!

    #Brexit

    #Vasectomy


    Doctor: Hi, you again. Can I help?

    Me: Yeah, I’m considering euthanasia, can you explain my options, please.

    Doctor: Euthanasia means euthanasia.

    Me: Oh, that simple eh, well….

    Doctor (interrupting me): Just get on with it

    Me: my groin hurts…

    Doctor: Next!

    #Brexit

    #Euthanasia