Month: September 2018

words in the night

Photography, Writing

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as i was leaning from my 9th floor balcony taking this picture i was aware of words being said over & over again in the street below

for a while i thought it was a rap or someone performing

but they were getting louder & i realised that the man who was walking below my balcony – i could hardly make out what he was like in the deep twilight, but seemed to be wearing a long coat (the temperature has just dropped dramatically) – was saying over & over again as he walked up the hill

in a rhythm which emphasised each word individually:

‘assume – nothing’

‘assume – nothing’

‘assume – nothing’

as if he was saying the word ‘assume’ individually & the word ‘nothing’ couldn’t be assumed to be following it

as if he was trying to drive the thought into his skull

Disaster Capitalists and no-deal Brexit – ducksoap

politics

A disaster capitalist profits from abrupt and wide-ranging changes in a country.   An example of such an abrupt change was the end of the Soviet Union.  State control of public services in Russia ended when the Soviet Union ended.  All the associated public infrastructure – buildings, land, vehicles and, crucially, all future income – was handed…
— Read on ducksoap.wordpress.com/2018/09/21/disaster-capitalists-and-no-deal-brexit/

Poverty Crisis Worsened by Universal Credit.

Photography

Ipswich Unemployed Action.

Image result for poverty Social Metrics Commission” total number of people living in poverty is 14.2 million.”

Poverty, anybody could see with their own eyes, is growing.

I was struck, visiting my old homeland, Haringey, by this recently.

It was not so much that seeing the homeless people on the streets was a surprise – we have plenty in Ipswich. Though I must admit that, coming out of Wood Green Tube station, the sight of a geezer with a sleeping bag sprawled out in front of the ‘Spoons on Spouters’ Corner was unexpected.

It was that walking from there to Turnpike Lane most people looked, well, not well off.

Same pound shops, charity shops, though a Mall looked a bit more prosperous than ours.

This is the real London, not Made In Chelsea.

Bounds Green, where I grew up, is (wrote the Guardian in 2013 and it’s still true), is “ordinary north London, like wot even…

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