The Art of Missing the Ground

There is sometimes an us and them. The Conservative Party with very little constraint set themselves up to represent the ruling classes, they are without doubt the administrators for the super rich and with very few exceptions they will choose capital over people.  We all know this. The Tory party itself was formed to protect the interests of the Royals and Landowners during the English civil war. There is no culture of responsibility to anyone other than the powerful. This last four years have reflected that deeply.  With the referendum to leave the EU, turned into a cereal brexit that was all anti-immigration, instead of a debate about neo political theory. With Trump winning the US presidency; we saw the far right became mainstream and the Conservative Party jump right on that bandwagon. We saw how much apathy and fear had overcome hope in regards to politics. On the left we had Jeremy Corbyn winning two Labour party leadership elections and almost landing ...

The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful It's not like it used to be I hear. Maybe not. I've never been before. For reasons unsaid or unknown the eco warriors had a lot of drop outs. Sweet, I thought a chance to get into boomtown before it loses all its charm.  I'd heard so much about Boomtown. Whispers then roars. Finally, I made it past my indifference to extremities and waste and thought fuck it. Aware of the dangers. No drugs testing, overzealous security and a minor exodus as a result; I threw caution to the wind and paid my deposit. I made my way to the site.  Through a nest of yellow jackets and a disinterested sniffer dog I passed. Into the wilds.  Into the echos and hills. Where tents rolled into constructs of pure metallic, engenic beauty; and bass ingratiated itself into me. Glad to be working and looking forward to a good excuse to make new friends. I set up and slept ready for the next day and my party to begin. My role. Eco warrior....