hugh, manatee

hi, i've been in france.
i love france. a weird mixture of northern and southern europe. the people also.
a cool, bricolage, throw-what-you-like-into-the-mix kind of vibe over there.
a delight in their own culture, despite sometimes borrowing from others. how different from britain where we don't even know what our culture is anymore. it's all done differently, i.e. well.
obviously the weather helps. but we have this weird thing going on in britain. we don't take an active part in our culture, not very often anyway, but we defend it like psychos if anyone dares to criticise it. very strange. i think we're just a bit unhappy and don't want to admit it.
anyway, it was very nice over there, but holidays almost always are.
just a short blog this time, busy busy, you see.
but you must read this article.
it is sickening. japan using its dirty money to buy favour from small countries at the international whaling commission and these poor little shits are condemning the whale populations to death as a result. sickening. please read it and get active.
message me for more details if necessary.
F_CK!
peace and love, my dears

w

making sense

hail. well met.
been gone a while again. gettting slack with my blogs. been neglecting my diarist's duties.
so here i am again. with some self-deprecating badinage about my shortcomings (or other people's, depending) and some knowing barbs about the activities of politicians. throw in a few desperate pleas for humanity to remember itself and you've got one of my blogs.
you may not even need to read on if you're an imaginative, caring person in your thirties. you may know what i'm going to say already. or you may be a bit of a dick in your thirties who no one really likes but you haven't noticed yet. i hope you don't know exactly what i'm going to say. then i would have to re-examine my life. but, since i'm not sure anyone actually reads this page, i shall begin.
i'm moving rooms over the next couple of days. this may sound completely uninspiring to you. perhaps it is. but... the point of it is... that i shall be sharing a room. at 36 years of age. that will be weird. it may well end up being horrible. or it may be great. or perhaps it will just be bearable. it remains to be seen. it may be only temporary anyway. the guy from whom we rent our apartment needs to move back in for 3 days a week as he needs to give his wife some space. perhaps, hopefully (for both groups), they will work everything out fairly soon. if not i guess i can stick it out for the summer and then try to find something else. but it does feel weird. a bit like being a kid again. the last time i shared a room was with my brother when he was homeless. he ended up staying a year and driving me to distraction. but such is life. and now another challenge comes. i'm not going to stress too much. i always do that only ot find things weren't so bad after all. but if it goes badly you can be sure it will be recorded for posterity in this very journal.
what else? i'm broke. i'm tempted to borrow money from the bank. i may well do so. perhaps even tomorrow, depending on the alacrity of a payment upon which i wait. did that make sense? it was meant to sound a bit archaic but may have just been a bit crap.
thursday i go to london. monday i go to france. for a week. on the riviera no less. i shall doubtless spend some time drinking red wine on the veranda and watching the sun set over the mediterranean. but afterwards back to normal. 'for these few weeks the cherry trees are in blossom. longer and we should not prize them so'. japanese. think about it. it means something.
and what is happening in this rather bizarre, sometimes frightening, sometimes exquisite world we inhabit?
they've released footage of the pentagon attack on sept 11th 2001. now, i'm not one to go for conspiracies. oh, sorry, yes i am, but i'm struggling to see the plane on that footage. surely there was more than one camera outside the heart of america's defence system? but the only one we have pictures from just shows a thin white line above the lawn and then an explosion. looked more like a missile to me. but it couldn't be, could it? hmmm. then we'd have to smell a rat and think the whole thing might not be what it seems. that might lead us to think that politcians lie to us to keep us down and keep themselves in control. it might make us think citizens could die so that powerful scammers can carry on playing their bloodthirsty games around the world. we couldn't think that. but maybe i'm wrong. about the plane, i mean, not the politicians.
but what are we ordinary people doing whilst our governments lie to us? we're using our time productively. we're doing things like this. i mean, this is civilisation. we go on about how the afghans treated the lion in kabul zoo but then this is what goes on at home. is it any less bad? ok, a lion's bigger and there aren't so many of them. but the people who do this are a product of the mighty machine we call western civilisation. so is this guy. now i know plenty of people in the developing world get up to bad things. but we call ourselves civilised. we are the 'developed' world. fuck that then. please do not develop into us. save yourselves now.
blair's talking shit again. actually i've just realised the word shit was redundant in that sentence. like a lot of people since bliar took over. he really is a smarmy worm. he's trying to hawk nuclear power again. this is while they stop iran from having it of course. i mean, why aren't we seeing this? we don't make the link. our brain's are so inactive, or obsessed with cheap tv. if blair was any kind of leader he'd be hooking up bio-ethanol plants. he'd be into some tesla stuff. but he isn't. he's too busy invading places and having holidays and juggling the careers of various fraudsters, philanderers and liars. he said this today - It would be damaging to this government's credibility if it were to pre-empt the conclusions of its own energy review, by making premature and insufficiently considered announcements on nuclear power - isn't it damaging to this government's credibility to pre-empt the findings of hans blix in iraq, making premature and insufficiently considered announcements on wmd's? oh, wait a minute, that would only make sense if the government had any credibility. there's four nice links for you there.
we are bored. we are too rich. even if we're not rich. that's why we get fat. that's why we take drugs. why we spend more on booze than we would need to feed the starving. that's why we beat each other up at football matches. it's why we need immigrant workers to do all the shitty jobs. we're dying inside. but we don't know what to do about it. we don't even know we're unhappy most of the time. we just think it's our natural state. we complain about immigration but we have a country with lots of money floating around and plenty of jobs if you're not too snobby about dirty work. but we'd rather fanny about on the dole having kids who sniff glue than get off our arse and make the world a better place. we have too much. i'd love to go on holiday to spain and see an indian family there, or some people from tanzania, or anywhere. not just fat lazy white europeans. no offence, i'm a slightly chubby white european myself. i just wonder how long we can maintain this house of cards we're living in. i don't mind roughing it a bit if it means we live in a more just world. and it is ending.
because we keep this system of voting for c_nts to rule us. instead of trying to find someone who's going to really give us some meaningful hope and show us how the world could be. but we'll probably find out the hard way. make hay while the sun shines.
stay beautiful
mr w

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disappearances can be deceptive

one of my posts has gone missing. it went live for while, later i tried to adapt it and put in more links but now it has disappeared. believe me, it was a good one. no, actually it was a great one. it was a comeback, a renaissance, a startling return to form. but yet now it is now more. at least seemingly, i shall endeavour to resurrect it. but don't get your hopes up, kids. would hate to disappoint all my readers out there. imagine that. mass misery.
so what goes on?
yesterday i played to an empty club. but it was still quite ok. it got busy at the end so i guess i'm with shakespeare on that one.
later i went out and danced a bit, i even made a request, which i don't normally, and they played it. my current song of the moment, george harrison's 'my sweet lord'. which is apparently all about krishna. now i'm now hare krishna devotee but if they all could make music like this i think i might don the pink robes and shave off all but a tuft of hair atop my head. it is a lovely shimmering piece of music. stays the right side of happy-clappy, has a nice crescendo going on, nice lyric play, simple but meaningful. and manages to throw in the old hare krishna chant, hare hare rama rama etc. at first it could seem to be about jesus with the hallelujas etc but mybe that is the effect. and perhaps there is some link between jesus and krishna. i wouldn't know, being neither a biblical scholar nor an expert on hinduism. perhaps someone can look it up and let me know. oh, just found this.
so what else is going on?
i'm off to shoot a commercial just now. playing the part of an england footballer but i will only be seen in silhouette. sounds very film noir, but it isn't meant to be. hopefully my silhouette won't show too badly how little of a footballer's physique i have. we shall see, the truth will out. the game's afoot, watson.
anyway, i've done that now. in reading it seemed but the blinking of an eye but in truth i have been gone these last 5 hours or so and now i have returned to continue my blog. anyway the shoot was good and i felt bad for repeatedly calling some people 'fucking german wankers'. but that was the script and i am merely a player. strutting and fretting my hour upon the stage then heard no more. etc.
but i got about 200 quid for it so i can't complain. and the 'germans' didn't mind. i'm sure they were paid handsomely too.
what's happening in the world? they had a elections in england. local council elections. fascists got in some places. you might not agree with what their saying but they seem to be tapping into something. scary really but if they're the only ones talking about issues that bother people then it's understandable some people may be tempted to vote for them. those same people probably don't realise that they're also voting to ban the trade unions and also to demolish the national health service. but hey, you can't have everything.
rock on.
some british soldiers were shot down in iraq. a lot of young hotheaded iraqis were cheering. not particularly nice but then i'm sure i wouldn't want my country to be invaded either. but i feel bad for the families of those soldiers who died. fighting blair's dirty war. they needn't have been there. they died for nothing. my face is turning blue i'm saying that so much. but i'll keep on saying it. all this flagwaving stuff is nonsense. the war is allwrong and all those who die in it, on both sides, were murdered by bush and blair and all their cronies. not by iraqis. they may have fired the bullet but the shitterati in power are the ones who started this miasma of manure in the first place.
f^ck em.
what else? i don't know. joaquin phoenix did an album of johnny cash songs. worked for jamie foxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.
that's about all for me, i'm worn out after a hard night's shouting. i think i found that other post. will try and send it after this.

rock on, stay beautiful and keep searching.
don't buy bullshit.

later skaters

mr w
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up and down

hello fellow travellers
tonight i went to a very interesting dhamma talk by a guy called yanai postelnik, then i had a massive argument with my girlfriend. what an amazing life i lead.
anyway... such it is. i can only go on trying to make sense of it. i'm not going to tear into my girlfriend. she's just trying to make sense of the world. as i guess we all are.
anyway...
anyway...
anyway...
blair and his cronies are embroiled in this stuff about foreign prisoners who should have been deported but instead went missing. it's this whole thing about being seen to do the right thing, not sending them back to countries with poor human rights records. ok, if they just stole a loaf of bread but anyone who's a rapist, murderer, child molester etc, and isn't meant to be in britain should be sent home. end of story. if they're locked up it's one thing, but then we're still paying for their upkeep. but if they're out we don't really owe them any favours. we gave them a chance and they screwed it up. it's like if you go to your mate's parent's house and his mum makes you a nice dinner but then she catches you giving him a joint, she kicks you out. end of story. she doesn't need to worry if you get a bollocking at home. that's not her problem.
minor crimes, maybe we'll let that go, you might be having a hard time in life, but serious nasty violent stuff? see you later. don't forget to write.
i should write james bond's lines.
zac moussaoui got life. ok, i guess. his mum wants him sent back to france. no, keep him over there. he was sentenced there. i think whatever he did he has to pay for. it's widely known that 911 wasn't all it seemed anyway, but what was meant to have happened? how come he got arrested but 911 wasn't known about? oh it was? not officially of course, not on record anyway. but i just don't really get what he got arrested for. anyway, he was acting like a bit of a silly-billy in court with his us versus them rhetoric. he's just another guy from the muslim world for whom life hasn't worked out so well, so he's been brainwashed into trying to be an islamic hero of some sort. it's all nonsense of course, he's just a guy in an orange prison suit. but this is the problem with this imbalanced world we live in. people are looking for some way to count. the current state of the world is what's wrong. there's this new huge list of endangered species. no wonder, people in the third world are destroying their resources trying to keep up with their first world counterparts. and in africa people are so hungry they're killing off the hippopotamus for food. but we have tv. and we have ipod. and we have happy meals. and big brother. and silly-cone implants. and charles barkley's 10 million dollar gambling habit. yet people are starving. and the world is being eaten away. how about we get rid of this rubbishy system and get back to being more natural? having simple tastes. helping others. having a community. the current way is obviously not working. but if you don't hear about it then you don't fix it. clever, huh?
media control.
1984.
f%ck! wake up people...
love you
mr w
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gadzooks

i have returned.
it has been many days since my last blog, father. i have only had pure thoughts in that time. and my actions were quite ok, i think.
but much has happened. in my tiny personal world and in the wider world, too.
i have been working on my screenplay. a story of a man running away from his past. you can almost imagine that husky old american dude introducing it in the trailer. 'Kevin Costner, is a man chased by demons, from inside his own head, in Diminishing Returns. In theaters now. Certificate 15'.
maybe.
anyway, we'll see. not expecting costner for the lead role, as it's set in england. and he's got enough on his plate at the moment. i almost said he's got his hands full but i stopped myself.
so, yeah, that's going on. workwise i still haven't found my new niche, but that may happen when the script is done. god willing. the universe willing. whatever your chosen supreme being may be. if you're an atheist then just keep your fingers crossed for me.
What's happening in the wider world?
Too much almost. One of the main things at the moment is still Iran. a particularly thorny issue this one, as i've said before. I don't want them to have weapons of mass destruction, partly because of what ahmadinejad said about wiping israel off the map, but mainly because i don't want anyone to have them. as a child growing up in the 80's i often had nightmares about nuclear war. as i got older these dreams waned. perhaps because my brain dealt with it, or perhaps because it didn't seem such a real threat. but the weapons were still there. and they will be until we all wake up and get rid of them totally and utterly. and nuclear power too. we have the resources already. we just need to use them better. but then we can't do anything better as long as we're ruled by crooks who have our worst interests at heart.
so there you go. iran, don't get the weapons, please, just because we don't want anyone to have them.
what else? labour's in scandals again. hmm weird how all this stuff comes out at the same time. why isn't there a steady stream of scandal? there seems to be plenty of it about, but it just comes out in big blitzes every once in a while. why is that? because it's organised that way. it's supposed to happen. it makes you think you are making a difference when you vote. and you're so silly you believe it.
anyway, go and get broken flowers on dvd, it's ace. and the girl in the nude scene only looks about 15 but she's actually over 20, i felt a bit weird about that at first. so, rest easy.
and while you're there you can hire 'the cranes are flying'. a lovely story of wartime russia.
and maybe 'come and see'. though that is a lot harder going.
and you should listen to puccini's 'o mio babbino caro' (if that link works). heartrending. a snippet of it here if the other didn't work.
right, enough.
love you all.
mr w
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