P is for Revolutsiia

It may now be the time to un-follow the herd – escape the herd-mind-virus (see last Friday’s post) – and FOLLOW P – the EveryPerson plus your own Personality exemplified in these P blogposts. (See also ‘Background to P’ previously posted)

When the Soviet Union was at it its most controlling, writers were obliged to process their work through Pushkin House, which essentially vetted every thought permitted to filter through to the vast reading public. Our western media-owned publishing industry serves the very same function. This is becoming more and more clear with time. Soviet writers found a way through the controlling maze by self-publishing their own work; so called samizdat’ (sam = self, izdat’ = to publish) and actually contributed massively to the downfall of a corrupt regime.

The same is possible here in the west if only we can find our way through to the new voices publishing their own version of samizdat’ on their blogs beyond the radar of the media state elite and their subservient authors.

PP is actually the Latin R in the Cyrillic alphabet.

So let P also stand for a gentle literary, spiritual and philosophical  revolutsiia – on this occasion, self-determined, evolutionary and throughout the world.

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By Jingo! Growing up in the UK

union jackThe Union Jack was always shameful to us. Rightly so. That flag was – and is – the symbol of empire and therefore nothing to be proud of. As children growing up in a little South Bucks village we knew as much, despite what the adults might try to teach us. Those unearthly, archaic crosses of three patron saints combined in one panel has fluttered over some of the worst atrocities ever committed by mankind against fellow human beings. We were aware of that. Watched it on our tv screens. Images of khaki-clad British soldiers were seen patrolling the sun-drenched streets of Aden – part of Yemen – while threatening the local population with their rifles.aden soldiers Even as a kid, you could see this was wrong, a misuse of power. Only later did I discover the British Army were stationed there to protect the oil interests of the privately-owned British Petroleum conglomerate and to help the Saudi royal household sow seeds of religious discontent amongst a growing pan-Arabic movement led by their shared arch-enemy, Nasser. Just as the British Army are there now for much the same reason, helping out their oil-producing Saudi allies as they blockade the old Aden port, destroy Yemen’s infrastructure and condemn hundreds of thousands of human beings to death by bombing, starvation and disease. With that in mind, can you possibly say that you are proud to be British or that you hold any reverence whatsoever for the Union Jack?

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How to look cool in GB circa ’67

Growing up, I never could understand how The Who permitted themselves to use the Union Jack as a symbol of the band; although I got how Mary Quant and Swinging London might adopt it as a logo to increase brand awareness and increase sales. Maybe The Who wanted to make clear they weren’t American, I don’t know. The Jam used the same image a decade later, as did Oasis twenty years after that. Somehow, I cannot link youthful rebellion and the desire for freedom to think and act with such a profound image of conservative establishment authority. And I don’t think that I am alone in this anymore. At last, it is being recognised by a new generation as such. This modern anti-Brexit, pro-world generation is waking up to the awful overtones contained in those crosses, as did the German youth during the nineteen-seventies gain an understanding of what had been done in their name – and then conveniently glossed over by a previous generation – under the aegis of a black swastika emblazoned on a white circle set against a red background. If you think the Union Jack is cool – as it was considered during Blair’s Labour government, the same one that lied to a public supposedly represented by the saintly crosses in order to launch wars against the old anti-British-imperialist foes in Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya and Syria – then you are a fool. As a matter of fact, I could only take to the Who after they released ‘Won’t Get Fooled Again’. Hah!

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Quasi-military pose set against the Union Jack adopted by the fun-loving Gallaghers

I watched the collapse of one empire – the British one, and now it looks as though I may be privy to the collapse of yet another empire, this time the American one.
If the Union Jack is the emblem par excellence of British imperialism, and nobody could possibly argue with that as a statement, then the Stars and Stripes, too, conveys the image of brutal military dictatorship and underhand espionage deployed to subjugate whole nations and peoples, those who have no desire to be ruled so. American governments, like their British counterparts use of the Union Jack, have had no compunction about raising the Star Spangled Banner above the heads of those whose lives they despise and whom they would control through the use of unbridled force and lies. And that’s just their own people. Look further abroad and you will discover a whole litany of dirty tricks and military might deployed against the better wishes of peoples around the globe, from Pyongyang to Kiev to Tehran and all the places in between. Full-spectrum dominance means just that, and when the cowardly American generals and politicians feel they can get away with it, they will plunder and utterly dismantle any person or persons or country that stand in their way. Just as the British taught them to do, and still would, if they could. Killing and torture, lying and subterfuge, are second nature within the American republic. Their only goal, like the British before them, is to cower humanity and rob the planet of all its resources while they bestride their imperial thrones and military hardware, lording it while saluting the imperial flag and looking over the remaining quivering mass of virtual human slaves.
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Nota bene. Just as the Americans had to leave Vietnam, routed by a determined resistance movement prepared to fight back and develop its own ideology , so the British finally had to leave Aden/Yemen in nineteen sixty-seven, driven out by the organised resistance of the nation’s Arabs (although the current activity of the British government shows that old colonial sentiments continue to exist.) Like I said, my first images of British imperialism came by way of the tv screen when I was growing up; they, the politicians, the armed forces and the mainstream media are not prepared to make that same mistake again, showing virtually no footage of what is actually happening in present-day Yemen, and only occasionally providing an – extremely skewed – analysis of the situation. You – and they – have been warned.
All hail the flag!

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This post was originally published as ALL HAIL THE FLAG on  this blog 01/18

THE BLACK LODGE OF AMERICA

Below is a short extract from my forthcoming novel. This is very much part of the Diary.

Less than twenty minutes later I was treading a well-worn path through the woods on Naphill Common, ruminating on all I had heard so far that morning. That I had arrived in a sleepy little south Bucks hamlet, and was staying at an inn that could have been taken straight off an Ealing Studios film set replete with gossiping inn-keeper, while ostensibly conducting negotiations with the writer of a script concerning the Russian writer Dostoevsky, would have been oddball enough; to have then stumbled into a plot to destroy and take over the world by the Black Lodge of America was beyond weird. It was beyond anything I could have dreamed up, or indeed had ever come across in any novelisation or screenplay ever brought to my attention.

And yet it all made sense.

The American Black Lodge, for a start.

The plan for America’s world domination was already well-known – and well advanced. They had military bases on every continent and in over a hundred countries around the globe. They had reneged on an agreement with Russia and now had nuclear weapons ranged virtually along that country’s entire European border, in Poland, Czech Republic and probably now in Ukraine as well. The Vice-President was actually caught on video bragging about how he had bought off their illegitimate government for a few million dollars. Except for Putin, American industrial interests would be plundering the whole country of Russia right now following a plan hatched by Bill Clinton when the drunkard Yeltsin was in power after the intended putsch against Gorbachev had failed. (This is the backdrop against which our mini-series directed by Karachenko opens.) No wonder they hated Putin and had run a campaign against Russia as a whole, taking us back to the post-nineteen-forties Cold War scenario. ‘They’? The Black Lodge, of course. Only black hearts could come up with such dastardly plans and scenarios. The H-bombing of Japanese cities, the napalming of Vietnamese children, the starvation of Yemenis… Right now, China was also being encircled with American nuclear weaponry…

[The British screenwriter had been correct in every detail.]

And the current members of the Black Lodge – look at them: a known torturer and kidnapper of innocent foreigners as the head of the Central Intelligence Agency (that should be enough to send shivers up the neck and start alarm bells ringing immediately); a Secretary of State who says the current POTUS was sent by God, admits to taking advice every day from the Bible (read backwards, presumably), seeks ‘rapture’ and wants the day of Armageddon when all the Jews in the world are slayed by his Christian brethren to arrive ASAP, and has also been videoed chummily declaring that he and his colleagues at the CIA ‘we lied, we stole and we cheated – had been given seminars on how to do it’ and so was well-grounded in the black arts; a National Security Advisor who openly wants to start a war with Iran and tries to undermine various democratically elected governments around the world, and heightens the state of insecurity dramatically within the US by his support of terrorism and dictatorships especially in the Middle East and South America, who completely disregards international rules and attempts to use NATO in order to destabilise Europe and beyond; then there were the lesser players like the convicted liar who had overseen the slaughter of totally innocent villagers throughout Central America, particularly in El Salvador, and was called in as henchman-in-chief to ratchet up the tension and a promise of more sadistic killings when an attempt was made to replace a popular mandated president with the American-backed imposter in Venezuela, along with the generals and governors and whatnots, all the flotsam and jetsam of military expansionism and capitalist greed…

In short, this is the Black Lodge of America.

And they are only following the principles laid down by earlier practitioners: the Bushes and Reagan, Obama, Clinton, Nixon et al killing those who got in the way such as JFK, MLK, RFK and any others Ks or Xs who tried to stop their dark rule and machinations.

And this ‘Shambhala’ I had heard mentioned inadvertently by Abigail Sozzler at the patio table: was this a place or an organisation, and did it contain the adversaries of those in the Black Lodge?

And, if so, what hope had they against the political and military might of America with its limitless wealth and sole superpower status?

None, probably.

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‘What do Bob Dylan, Kate Tempest, the Mayan calendar and GE19 all have in common?’ by Maddy Ridgley

To this tumultuous planet that humanity currently calls home, the sun and the moon have stayed remarkably loyal. Bright spheres of stability give at least some order to our world, reliably illuminating our repeated mistakes

Part I

2000 BC – 1500 AD

Locating coherence between the cosmic order and earth-bound activity was the beating heart of ancient Maya cosmovision. They understood that we humans, while consciously floating through perceived time and space, are part of a much wider flow of interconnected entities that move within an integrated universe.

Birth, growth, decay and death; this life cycle repeats itself in every crevice of our world. From bacteria to corn cobs, humans to fireflies, we are all subject to this predetermined fate of existence. The ancient Maya celebrated this shared transience and within it they saw a common cosmic essence.

They associated these earth-bound cycles to the circular celestial movements that their astronomers would trace across the skies. Moons, planets and stars looping around the universe reflected, in their eyes, patterns of cosmic growth and decay that simultaneously pushed and pulled all interconnected universal beings into certain motions.

Maya cosmovision predicts that the beginnings and ends of cosmic cycles trigger instability, transition and dramatic upheaval down on earth. In 2012, an infamous 5,000 year calendar cycle came to an end and a new count began. Every 52 years, the Mayan calendar also forecasts a smaller cosmic shift and the possibility of renewal on planet earth.

I am personally skeptical as to how far my Aquarius moon shapes my selfhood or whether Jupiter’s regression guides my behaviour.

I do know, however, that my menstrual cycle is synchronised with the moon’s cycle, and lunar forces also push and pull on the earth’s tides. I also know, indisputably, that circular rhythms are beating all around us; days and nights, seasons, harvests and rainfall. Breath, photosynthesis, digestion, sleep. Politics?

Part II

1963

In early 60s, the tides in the United States of America had turned. The order was fading, the battle was raging and the times they were a-changing, or so sang a young Bob Dylan. His anthemic protest song captured not only a zeitgeist, but a shift in societal consciousness. He elevated a new generation of hopeful rebels with the melodic promise that the first will be last and the last will be first, and as the crowd sang along they believed it was possible.

The same year, the same promise from a different pen was published in English for the first time. Franz Fanon’s The Wretched of the Earth was a radical exploration into the consciousness of people subjected to centuries of colonial violence. The book guided liberation struggles around the world, encouraging the oppressed to move together and cultivate a common consciousness that served their humanity.

Also in 1963, Martin Luther King had a dream and it illuminated the world. Students began to mobilise against the Vietnam War. Betty Friedan published The Feminine Mystique and the seeds of second-wave feminism started to sprout.

Consciousness was expanding. People were coming together en masse, charged by love and anger, and together they questioned, prodded, fought, marched and sang, and with communal strength they began to shake the rigid foundations of capitalism, white supremacy and patriarchy.

Part III

2017

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmHgQT9zP_c

Under the summer sun in a Glastonbury field, Kate Tempest could feel things changing once again [see above link]. Strangers wept and held each other as she stood on stage and constructed an alternative world for the crowd, a world defined by love and empathy, a world creeping closer and closer towards our open arms.

A few weeks before, a socialist Labour Party had shaken the British establishment by winning the largest increase in vote share since 1945. Their strong stance against privatisation, austerity and inequality had resonated profoundly with people crushed by decades of neoliberalism. People, it seemed, were hungry for change… again.

The revolutionaries of the 1960s had been defeated and a new form of old power began to tear through humanity, trampling on hopes for an emancipated world. Neoliberalism reinvigorated the capitalist class, legitimising the continued exploitation of people and land for private profit, as well as sprinkling new forms of suffering upon humanity – anxieties, depression, isolation and detachment.

Politicians declared that there was no alternative to this callous social order, so the hippies put on suits and cut their hair and embraced the bland joys of the material world.

Now, fifty years on, as a Maya calendar round completes full circle, this social order is in flux once again. Neoliberalism has failed us. We are frustrated and tired, our souls have been beaten.

Kate Tempest diagnosed this pain on that summer’s day, but also, more importantly, just as Bob Dylan had done 54 years before, she spoke with a renewed sense of hope that reflected a growing belief in the possibility of change. None of this bullshit was written in stone, she told us. A new world is ours to make.

Part !!!!

12th December 2019

Chile, the testing ground for neoliberalism, and many other Latin American countries, have exploded over the past month, with disaffected citizens putting their bodies in front of police rifles to demand a complete upheaval to a broken system.

For better or worse, British radical politics have been scraped off the streets and spat into the arena of party politics. Corbynism is a rare force, an unforeseen phenomenon with the potential to rupture the smug domination of the 1%.

We are actually very lucky. On Thursday, we will be handed a piece of paper, ink, and a stark choice; penning an X for a regenerative government, a government that will help our society learn to love again, or penning an X for the old, vicious political order with a populist facelift.

We are writing the future now. Together, we can close this rotten cycle with poetic justice, with the hubris of the ruling class provoking their downfall. We may not be offered such opportunity for another 52 years, and by then our crumbling earth may be too ravaged to save.

Assange (updated)

In the light of events now taking place around the Ecuadorean embassy in London concerning Julian Assange, I am republishing this post. It concerns the manner in which the public has for years sleepwalked into a situation whereby one man has to shoulder all the responsibility for exposing the lying, war-mongering, planet-destroying elites around the world.

I had discussions with workmates – your normal white, middle-class liberals – about Julian Assange being illegally detained and what it meant for an open-truth society, and all they could do was attack the guy by saying his organisation’s leaks had put lives at risk. Where had they got their information? From the BBC and Guardian newspaper. In other words, they are just the sort of careless dupes who have allowed the current situation to arise.

I implore my ex-workmates and anybody else around to make recompense for these wasted years and get up there to defend Assange and the right to reveal TRUTH to the world.

Back in 1982 I began working on a novel about a young man who blows up an exclusive club in London to demonstrate his hatred of the neo-liberal agenda and attendant neo-con policies: the contrived ever-lasting wars, austerity measures, pro-elite/anti-social laws, and so on.

The novel was supposed to be a wake-up call about what was happening in capitalist societies – a warning of what would inevitably occur if monetarism and right-wing ideology was followed through.

My only surprise concerning actual events since then is that such an act of individual violence has not taken place. This suggests that people on the whole are very generous with regards to the intentions of their leaders, or that the public’s passivity knows no bounds. Perhaps it illustrates people’s innate goodness, I don’t know.Question_Cover_for_Kindle

The only acts of individual violence regularly witnessed are committed by those who have been deranged by social, military or religious pressure.

Mainly, as ever, the violence continues to be carried out by authorities on behalf of the state, either on its own citizens or in foreign countries.

This situation cannot be allowed to continue.

The whole world is under existential threat as a result of the violent policies being pursued in capitalist societies. Either war or environmental catastrophe have the very real potential to destroy the planet upon which we depend for survival.

Thankfully, more and more people are waking up to this prospect and recognising from where the real threat to their well-being emanates.

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Assange

Back in 1982 I began working on a novel about a young man who blows up an exclusive club in London to demonstrate his hatred of the neo-liberal agenda and attendant neo-con policies: the contrived ever-lasting wars, austerity measures, pro-elite/anti-social laws, and so on.

The novel was supposed to be a wake-up call about what was happening in capitalist societies – a warning of what would inevitably occur if monetarism and right-wing ideology was followed through.

My only surprise concerning actual events since then is that such an act of individual violence has not taken place. This suggests that people on the whole are very generous with regards to the intentions of their leaders, or that the public’s passivity knows no bounds. Perhaps it illustrates people’s innate goodness, I don’t know.Question_Cover_for_Kindle

The only acts of individual violence regularly witnessed are committed by those who have been deranged by social, military or religious pressure.

Mainly, as ever, the violence continues to be carried out by authorities on behalf of the state, either on its own citizens or in foreign countries.

This situation cannot be allowed to continue.

The whole world is under existential threat as a result of the violent policies being pursued in capitalist societies. Either war or environmental catastrophe have the very real potential to destroy the planet upon which we depend for survival.

Thankfully, more and more people are waking up to this prospect and recognising from where the real threat to their well-being emanates.

Novels by Glyn Ridgley available at bookstores and Amazon

Be yerself – if you can, too

This time last year I was diagnosed with a potentially fatal illness: haemochromotosis.

After doing my research, rather than go down the route of constant tests and check-ups at the hospital – let alone blood-letting, I bought a bottle of turmeric capsules, made kim chi, cut out alcohol, had a course of acupuncture and booked a stay in Gran Canaria.

I also changed my job.

Later, I gave up work completely to concentrate on my writing.Soul_Journey_Cover_for_Kindle

That resulted in the publication of SOUL JOURNEY earlier in the year – an artistic representation of the mess we all find ourselves currently living in.

Now I have just completed another full-length work.

What I was reminded of while writing the two inter-connected pieces was what I disliked about growing up in my beloved country, despite actually having an idyllic childhood (paradoxical though that might sound): the authority-figures wanting you to conform to some unstructured and ill-considered narrative idea running inside their skulls about how life ought to be conducted.

Not that many of them conformed to the ideas they expressed themselves.

In other words, it soon became obvious even to a child they were utter hypocrites demanding one thing from others while expecting absolutely nothing of the sort from themselves.

Now – following the social gains of the 60s and 70s – that same old, mean, exploitative, hypocritical and out-dated set of so-called values seems to be closing in again – perhaps for good this time – on that little island setting itself further adrift in the Atlantic Ocean.

Thank you Margaret Thatcher, thank you John Major, thank you Tony Blair, thank you Gordon Brown, thank you David Cameron, thank you Theresa May and all your benighted cohorts…

Thank you for screwing up what was set on course to be a truly liberal, respectful and caring society.

Thank you for absolutely nothing

A plague on all your Houses of Parliament & Lords

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Be yerself – if you can

And so down here in Portugal watching the whole UK Govt/Brexit fiasco unravel you get to recall and consider why you embarked on a ‘let’s see Europe one more time while we can’ journey in a tiny little red van you can’t stand up in – and then of course your original decision makes perfect sense.

You don’t want to be – were never part of – a collapsing identity.

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You want to be yourself.

Standing back, seeing just the way people take irresolute positions and try to force others into believing their own absolutely unsubstantiated take on affairs they know nothing about…

Makes you realise why you never believed them in the first place.

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Ramsay MacDonald: Pacifist

Ramsay MacDonald, the pacifist first Labour Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, was the father of Ishbel MacDonald, who married my great-uncle Norman precisely eighty years ago.  Ramsay MacDonald has been condemned by many, but I wonder where British society would be now without such a trailblazing personality. For my part, I am glad to know that such an intelligent and far-sighted individual added something so positive to our family. I intend to add to the legacy. A few videos are attached:

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