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Once in a generation a figure of truly world-historical proportions emerges. Cull is happy to announce that we have found that man. He is "Dr." Jack Wheeler, and you can find him here. This represents the locus classicus of the cyberlit nutjob genre - Cull is about to launch a whores' gallery and jaco is already a honorary member. We recommend that you click on Find about more about Jack Wheeler and peruse some of this great man's work - particularly the cogent and urgent The Suicidal Liberal Mind article. "It is envy that makes a Communist, Nazi, or Moslem Terrorist. It is the fear of being envied that makes a liberal." Off the heezy man! |
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Written by M Double U
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Wednesday, 30 July 2008 |
White straight-A grade Ben Kinsella's killing generated more moral outrage and celebrity opprobrium but no substance to the debate. Bloggers and columnists have been notably silent on the rush of stabbings and shootings that are mainly inflicting the under-20s, and mainly in London, dovetailing with the clear lack of political direction on the subject. Too scared to speak out? Too entranced by the sensationalist headlines? Or just too shocked to offer the usual lessons by rote? Perhaps the media's rack ‘em up approach - now with handy maps of all the postcode beefs - is a suitable response to a nihilistic development.
This is a development in youth relations that - as presented the media - is very difficult for the oldaz to get a handle on. The lack of noise betrays and portrays a generational gap, and a chasm of socio-cultural difference. Yes, we liked hip-hop G-talk and some played around with knives, had fights with rival schools and all the rest but there was no desire to take things to a grim conclusion - death and killing simply weren't in the worldview. But then there was no way of bigging a ‘soldier' up across the internet and the mobiles straightaway (or filming it), no ‘just-for-fun' stab your rival hames syndicated via Facemask, no way of mythologising what are essentially petty scraps between hormonal boys. What could be called turf wars if fighting for a shitty end of town you have no stake in wasn't such a pathetic proposition. Whatever, the stakes, even in pure notoriety terms among your mates, are much higher.
US rap, computer games, on-pitch football violence - activities played out in a virtual reality but ones where we happily suspend our disbelief have had an influence not necessarily in there direct wield but in their complete submersion in society. People double their age have known a time where all these elements were not a permanent part of life, the youngaz haven't, It's too easy, glib and simplistic to ‘blame' all or any of these for the problem; as always we have to look at the wider societal factors. One-parent families will also prove convenient scapegoats (and Jacqui and co now promise to invest in them) but clearly the phase we're going through is attracting a wide cross-section of youth, and they're not all going to be thug-life, no-father-figure stereotypes people would have us believe.
London it seems is like New York in the 70s or Rio forever - a metropolis that, but for the old pockets of conspicuous wealth (generated by gambling in a suit), is on the slide, where the drugs game is rife, districts feed off neglect and people look to monetise any opportunity, the disconnect with areas even a few miles away is acute and where kids cultivate a rebellion that is more than just posture, or just a pose. But much of this doesn't directly affect a 14-year-old and a lot of the incidents are not caused by little big men doing deals or running poverty-induced numbers, but people caught up in normal situations.
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 30 July 2008 )
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Written by Dodger Alton
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Tuesday, 20 May 2008 |
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Written by Administrator
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Monday, 14 April 2008 |
The image below is of the local Crofton school having its perfectly serviceable social modernist buildings being slighted to make way for the predictably bland new Labour stylings of this rebranded 'specialist arts academy'.
As you can see I had no chance of entering into the old heart of the school, although I was prefectly free to wander like a paedo or drug dealer around the area of the newbuilds. There is going to be some funky blue patterns, but this one is pure Swindon Business Park vernacular.
The Lewisham mayor came to this part of SE4 the other week, to help unveil a new "jewel in the crown" called a new "learning resource centre".
I believe these things used to be "schools".
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Last Updated ( Monday, 14 April 2008 )
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Written by Statsanddata
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Wednesday, 19 March 2008 |
Lately stolen reaction from industry insiders to the events of King Abdullah's state visit to London last year...
Hullo John,
My sources tell me you were more than cordial at the state banquet held for King Abdullah and co, sitting next to the Queen after Vince tossed out his cables. How many miniature Typhoon jets did you throw at the Saudi monarch and what was the Wahhabi soup like? And why wasn't Bono there?
Martin Fax
Strategic Relations
Reigate
Mart, I was entirely appropriate at the Crown Ponce's pro-beheading bash. None of the whisky I supplied was left by the end and several fighter jets and armaments (to be used by conscripts and mercenaries) will be on show in Riyadh as soon as is likely.
Yours Thisly
Jonathan Thanking
Discretion Contracts
Guys,
If anyone were to jeapardise the special relationship II with Riyadh I'd personally punch them in the face, or have my lackey do it.
Nickles Soames
The face of The Saudi Aramco Mars Bar - petrochocolates for professionals
West Bath
Saloame, I will get someone to second that commitment to Saudi-UK duality when I tell them to.
Ronald Runcie-Phuck
Jesus Fellow
Drossing Associates
15 The Fonks
Rectaldown
Pradgechestershire
Christ's krinkle cats! You can only admire these corporate doings from afar
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 19 March 2008 )
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Written by Jaspers Lee
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Wednesday, 27 February 2008 |
The Church of Camewrong calls time on tolerance...
The Archbishopric of Canterbury is peopled by a person of no small cunning. The Conservative Party has itself inserted a wriggling little pish geyser in its Godhead. Bear with me dear readers, for this is a tale of reactionary symbiosis that even Freddy Forsyth would think twice about eating, regurgitating and eating again.
PAVING PSALM 3.9.6 (g) (Book of Aspirunt, Chapter 9): And highly lowly, Davidoff Camerung will use the Sharia winds to trade with the Fearmonger of Ludichrist, Chief High Docker Rowing Willyums. Meek listeners will be denied the bread in his basket but will be fully entitled to bespoke bigot reverie about strangers in the street and sensationalise the content of the Gourd of Diversish.
PAVING PSALM 4.12 (09) (Book of Pillockian, Chapter 0.3): Mildly did the gowned ponce in the glasses claim that he be a-feared of the House of Saracen taking sheep from his flock and not paying. Hardly will the words be out than the pantomimus patheticus will begin again and the barbed Melon of the Phillips will be thrust in the jaxonius canal of all who ignore this perilous one.PAVING PSALM 7.7.7.77 (Book of Quotas, Chapter Fun): And half of the Lord will judge this pastoral scene of institutional hectoring as a tale from the annals of the modern Churchie of olde Englandleton, to help divest in the market of the future that the other half of the Lord is loving with his right hand. Then a play with soldiers will be commissioned by He that is Starkey and spaken will it be in flowing languages of Gillinghamia.
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 27 February 2008 )
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Written by Trenta
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Wednesday, 20 February 2008 |
...is a uniquely defamiliarising term to ascribe to the killing of five prostitutes, putting distance between person and place.
Ipswich was intrinsic to all of the ‘The Suffolk Murders'. While they may have all been buried in a radius around the town, the defendant lived in the town and all the dead used to. And also unlike the Yorkshire Ripper or other serial killer the agent is depersonalised to describe a collective incident. Why not the Ipswich Killer? Or if it turns out strangulation was the mode d'emploi, we could have the Ipswich Asphyxiator. Or, if you must go county, the Suffolk suffocator. Is this too sensationalist for our prudish press?
In our imagination East Anglia is an untouched Arcadia and Ipswich full of 'tractor boys' and maybe we don't want to urbanise the killings - putting the place in the bracket of all those horrible conurbations: let the wider county take the strain. Maybe it serves the purpose of many in Ipswich to broaden out the blame - nothing bad goes on in our county town; let's disperse the mess, sweeping it under our ignorance carpet while we're doing so. It's deceptive, and knowingly so.
Inadvertently, the mnemonic seeks to reaffirm other quaint notions about Suffolk. It may be the refuge of choice for many a succeeded mature professional (far out of London as they have no need to commute everyday), but we don't like outsiders here, particularly our own outsiders. They had to go, etc. And the outsiders see the same thing, and as Fiona Bruce tells us the latest from the court sigh with relief that they should never have reason to go there.
The commingling of place with nasty event defamiliarises in other ways too - putting it in pulp literary wonderland and again therefore issuing further distance from the facts. It insinuates meta terror like the Dunwich Horror - Dunwich also being Suffolk littoral - or sounds like an MR James short story with the county as a key character. This anti-empirical Suffolk is the Suffolk of the hyperreal, coastal imagination, rural fantasy.
Other than the phonetic facility with which the term rolls off the tongue of media people who need to work to the same phrase (like weapons of mass destruction or ‘palestinian gunmen'), it's unclear why this term is so unchallenged in relation to these killings, but it does its best to ignore a ghost in the room.
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 20 February 2008 )
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