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The DisEnchanted Kingdom
Once upon a time, an evil wizard wanted to enslave the world.
He really didn’t have any good reason to enslave people, except he was a very lazy evil wizard and didn’t want to do stuff for himself. Also, he liked shiny things, and nice things, and liked to be comfortable.
Other evil wizards were trying to enslave the world, too, but they only managed to enslave bits of it. A small kingdom here, a large village there, but not the entire world. Worse, none of the wizards could hold onto their slaves for very long. They’d keep escaping, or would throw the wizards out of towers. And this made all the evil wizards sad, because though they were powerful, a pitchfork through the stomach really ruined their day.
This evil wizard had a name, but he cast a spell of forgetting and so I don’t remember it. Do you…
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A Prayer for Baalshamin
There are madmen in the streets.
These men burn and loot the ancient temples, destroying the ancient symbols of belief. The statues and engravings, the urns, the altars and even the great stone columns are toppled from their foundations. History and tradition are rendered into broken fragments, reduced to dust.
There are madmen in the streets.
These men kidnap, and torture, and execute any who do not believe as they do. The priests of the temple, the men of great learning, and those unfortunate women who do not dress with the proper modesty, of course they all must die, publicly, painfully, for such are the wages of sin.
There are madmen in the streets.
These men shout religious slogans while waving their weapons in the air, and still our leaders stand by, paying lip-service to their role as keepers of the peace. With each new Emperor comes harsher decrees against…
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“Political Correctness” is a myth, now stop being dicks
Last night, I ended up briefly channel hopping (you know, kids, that’s a thing we used to do before Netflix) and came across a BBC Four interview where some old, white-haired bearded guy was talking pretentiously in an interview about some arts subject or other. I forget the details, but suddenly, and seemingly apropos of nothing, he launched into some great tirade against “political correctness”.
“I’m sick of political correctness!” he moaned, “Where will it end?!” he screamed, practically jumping out of his chair and being the most animated he had been so far in the interview. Someone had apparently done something (I dunno, something like casting an actual black guy as Othello, that kind of madness) and my, my, was he angry about it.
The details are mere salad dressing and not worth my time to check out via iPlayer, the point is that this was an absurdly…
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100ish days of Tory rule – or 1725 to go until the next election
Just over a hundred days in and the message is still the same – we need resistance on the streets.
What happens to Labour isn’t the issue. What the Tories do and can get away with while Labour is squabbling internally is the issue. We face the possibility of a split Oppostion or a neoliberal one that doesn’t actually attack the government on policy. Well done.
Resistance should be welcomed wherever it’s found and let’s face it Corbyn would be better than any of the other three but when it comes to changing things we can’t wait for 1700 days. We can’t just allow them a free ride until then.
When I won a spectacular 65 votes in the general election in May I used my victory speech to call on people to get onto the streets and fight Tory rule in their communities. There is still a lot of…
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Dahut At the Floodgate
This is part of a series of posts I’ve realized I’ve needed to write for awhile but am only now understanding why. This is also a review of Many Gods West, as much as an organizer can possibly review his own event. But also not a review–a report, and a revelation, and a manifesto.
Dahut, for those unfamiliar, is a Breton sea witch, daughter of the ‘Queen of the North,’ responsible for the drowning of the Isle of Ys, banished by St. Corentin for her ‘crimes.’ She’s likely a Mari-Morgan, and appears to have some relationship to the cults of Arianrhod.
Sunset over Caer Arianrhod
Aranrot drem clot tra gwawr hinon,
Mwyhaf gwarth y marth o parth Bryth(r)on:
Dysbrys am y llys efnys afon,
Afon a’e hechrys gwrys gwrth terra,
Gwenwyn y chynbyt kylch byt ed a.Aranrot whose beauty surpasses the radiance of dawn,
Her terrifying was the greatest…
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Love notes from Freya, 8-12-15
Share the love that is in your heart. A heart without love is a terrible thing. Show others that love can be multiplied, not reduced, when it is shared. Love, Freya
Report From Greece, Part 1
From Thessaloniki to Iraklion
Summer 2015
by George Caffentzis
In the summer of 2015 I spent a month in Greece, from June 10 to July 10. I travelled from Thessaloniki to Volos to Athens to Sparta to the Mani to Crete then back to Athens. I stayed mostly with comrades, some new, some old and I was joined for ten days by Silvia Federici. What follows are some observations and comments on this tumultuous period that included the “OXI” (“NO!”) referendum, innumerable meetings of the “Troika” [ed note: the triumvirate representing the European Union in its foreign relations] with and without the officials of Syriza, the coalition of leftist parties that took over the government in January 2015 after being a tiny party for decades [ed. note: or, the Greek Coalition of the Radical Left, name taken from the Greek adverb “from the roots”]. Though the sections…
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From One Fat Girl to Another…
This, so much this.
There are certain things that people tend to do when conversing with a fat girl. Often, these things fall on two sides of the fence: the ignorant exclaims of “you’re not fat” resonate in our ears when we’re around people who don’t wish to offend – or on the flipside of this, the obnoxious “my friend lost X amount of weight on X diet and I think it’d really work for you…” Hahahaa, nope, no thank you. The tiptoers and the diet pushers are just as bad as one another, I don’t want to be told that I’m not fat… because (shock horror) I am – and I don’t want to be told about a new fad-diet because (double shock horror) I’m happy with myself and don’t actually want to lose weight! But there are certain things that people won’t say to us fatties for whatever reason, but from one…
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Everything Is Better With Dragons 