Russian dolls cos you take down one Twitter racist and then another and another come crawling out of their guts. How did I get here? Well it started with a horrible right-wing, beer swilling swine called Jamie Kay who was posing as a socialist in a bid to increase his following. Myself and others highlighted a number of racist Tweets he made and made a ton of enemies. Liberals… That’s what I thought, but the last week has proven that there’s something fouler at play than I ever imagined. This isn’t liberalism. This is right wing infiltration of socialist circles. A sinister, strategic campaign that I’m guessing is designed to keep the Twitter left in a constant state of turmoil, infighting and mistrust.
It’s been a royally racist week on normal island as the flag shagging patriots lose their entire shit over the death of the crowned prince of prejudice Phillip Mountbatten. Waving the doctored racism report in our faces, casual and committed racists alike have come out in force to remind us that we are the real racists and we can fucking well leave if we don’t like how they and their aristocratic betters treat us.
#SocialistSundays was born out of the collective grief of socialists following Corbyn’s electoral defeat and their fears of a Tory Brexit. It was a rallying cry for socialists to unite, to fight the rising fascism stirred up by the Tories and their right-wing media buddies. Sadly #SocialistSundays has been infiltrated by the far right and the biggest offender is a faux socialist Jamie Kay.
Many groups face oppression in the UK, but today I am talking about the relationship between the Black community and our friends who are also easily identified by the colour of our skin. Those who firmly believe we should be united against racism based upon our similar hues. We can, but much needs to change.
It’s 2020. A teenager locked down in a Covid ridden halls of residence posts a picture of a measly croissant provided by the uni for breakfast. “At 18, my uncle was running up a beach at Normandy, avoiding mortar fire,” a random gammon scolds, disgusted by the young woman’s brazen request for nourishment. (Continue...)
At 7’ 6” Ella Williams cuts a striking figure in black and white photographs, poised and dignified in Edwardian dress. Reserving herself a place in Black British history, a reminder that we were here before the Windrush. For a moment she’s just a woman about town and then you remember. The lives of Black people in British antiquity are always bound within stories of exploitation and oppression. This statuesque African queen did not escape that legacy. (Continue...)
Covid19 has caused financial hardship for millions, but not for friends and donors of the Conservative Party and the Vote Leave campaign. They’re in the money as government hands them contracts like they’re face masks in a pandemic. What was that? We haven’t got any face masks? Well that would be because the government were too busy sharing out the financial dividends that would arise from the pandemic. We have PPE shortages and an abysmal test and trace record because government monetised the response as a reward to those who donated to their political campaigns. (continue to article)
Protests across the US are intensifying following the arrest of sacked police officer, Derek Chauvin, who was formally charged with the murder of George Floyd. The third degree murder charge has done nothing to reassure African Americans, who've been here too many times to believe this will lead to a conviction. Black Lives Matter is trending again at the worst possible time. Live feeds relay images from a war zone where African Americans are supported by white and POC, in numbers I don't remember seeing before. (continue to article)
Look at the monsters. Worthless carcasses with unprickable consciences. Soured souls, rising each morning to open their bowels on the vulnerable, and campaign for death. They scroll past tributes to the dead, searching for signs of sympathy and support. Infuriated by kindness. Triggered by any display of humanity, unless it’s the clanging of pots and pans every Thursday at eight. (continue to article)
Britain’s worst are gathered in Hyde Park protesting the lock down. The event was organised by UK Freedom Movement, but activists quickly revealed that the company was registered at the address of former Britain First leader, Jayda Fransen. The right wing have convinced enough working class voters that they don’t need the EU, the NHS or anything that the socialism has to offer. Now they’ve moved on to persuading them they don’t need to worry about Coronavirus. Because who else is going to get them back on the bus to work on Monday morning? Well okay, there’s Andrew Adonis, who wakes every morning to demand we sacrifice our kids to the Corona Gods. But they aren’t going to listen to a Baron are they? (continue to article)
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