
HELP END CHILD POVERTY
We need to hold the government to its promises on the eradication of child poverty. There are 3.9 million children living below the poverty line in the UK, a so-called developed nation. So let's take some action. Join the Keep the Promise Rally in London on Saturday 4 October 2008, starting at Millbank at 11.30am and ending in Trafalgar Square at 3pm. Protest and party against poverty!
Soul Food, Table Surfing, Beer and Mud
Saturday, 27 September 2008
To be honest, if we hadn’t been to Greenbelt before, the thought of going to a ‘Christian Arts Festival’ might be about as enticing as an offer of a wet weekend spent poking ourselves in the eye with a pointed stick. The reality is very different. This year’s adventures included some cutting edge table surfing, a little bit of mud sliding, listening to a life-shaping talk given through a megaphone, and a few rousing Christmas Carols in a beer tent in August. Whatever shape Greenbelt takes, it never fits neatly into any particular box.
We Are The Mods?
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
I can remember going to parties at the end of 1979 armed only with a copy of Time for Action and doing my best to get it played as often as possible during the evening. Sometimes this involved lifting the needle halfway through some lame 70s disco song in order to get my way. So last Saturday’s trip to London to see a reformed Secret Affair was also a scary trip down memory lane. Here’s the gig review and a few stories from those heady days of scooters, sharp dressing and seemingly endless run-ins with skinheads and bikers......
Bolivia – The Wrong Sort of Democracy?
Monday, 08 September 2008
Considering that they claim to love democracy, the US, Australia and the 27 member states of the EU - including the UK - have been very quiet about the overwhelming success of Bolivia’s President Evo Morales in the country’s recent recall referendum. Despite being supported by over 67% of voters, Morales’ government doesn’t fit the western model because it’s genuinely concerned with social justice rather than an economic system based on more profits for those who already have more than enough. Here’s to Morales, another hero of South America’s socialist revolution.
“I’m Not Dead Yet!”
Monday, 01 September 2008
Another average day for redpillboy including: a fair trade banana; a visit to the doctor; an employer’s potentially harmful sickness absence policy; a serious head on road accident; morbid thoughts; a distraught immigrant worker; a visit from the air ambulance; a bizarre interview for Sky TV; the delights of the Accident & Emergency department at Kettering General Hospital; irrational fears about the loss of an iPod adaptor; some legal drugs; and some painful but very boring sleepless nights.
Climate Camp 2008
Monday, 18 August 2008
Regular readers will know that I am a hopeless romantic. So few will be surprised to discover that I took my wife for an intimate birthday dinner in one of the UK’s largest outdoor vegan restaurants. OK, we went to Climate Camp 2008 in a field in Kent. But it was outdoors. And the food was vegan. This is the story of a great day when five of our family got stopped by the police in two separate locations. A day that confirmed to us that the world really is upside down.
Scissor Slaves
Monday, 11 August 2008
It’s fashionable to say that the class divide is a thing of the past. Although few people in the UK walk around with top hats, and vacancies for butlers are few and far between, the divide still exists. This was reinforced last week when I went to get my hair cut. Now I’d never connected politics with the scissor arts but that all changed when I went for bit of well overdue stylistic damage limitation. First I read a laminated notice which had been stuck to the counter and then I spoke to the young woman who was doing my hair. Then steam started coming out of my ears.....
Indie Seaside Heroes
Sunday, 03 August 2008
For five years we’ve spent a week each summer in a gentle Devon seaside town, often leaving just as the Sidmouth Folk Festival kicked off. Two years ago we were viciously entertained by a gang of morris dancers in an unprovoked routine. One minute enjoying the sea breeze, the next assaulted by hankies, bells, sticks and three day old sweat. This year we caught the start of the festival again but a bit of detective work allowed us to enjoy good local ale, great British music, a night swim, a meeting with a wizard and an unfeasibly large pickled onion...
Stop Playing With Your Googlies!
Monday, 21 July 2008
Just as the brand name Hoover became synonymous with an everyday activity, so Google has gone from being a brand to being a verb. For many people, searching for something on the internet is the same as ‘googling’ it. For those who used to research using a combination of bulky business directories, microfiches and libraries, searching on the internet can be a liberating experience. It’s not without its dangers, though, and Take the Red Pill has one simple tip which could protect your privacy, your bank balance and possibly your conscience.......
More than Just a Song
Monday, 07 July 2008
The first in a series looking at songs that have impacted our lives in some way, bringing us joy or pain or maybe a bit of both. Those who know me well would have predicted – forget that, would have put serious money on - my first choice being something by the Jam or Paul Weller. Nobody would have guessed that I’d choose a track by the Communards, a band that had its heyday when Thatcher’s shadow still cast its unwelcome chill across the UK. But this track has been burning itself into my brain recently. So I’d better explain why......
Excellent History Books Volume 2
Monday, 30 June 2008
Having started with the excellent - but not particularly funny US history book - 20th Century by Howard Zinn*, our series continues with a British history book featuring more than just a dash of humour. An Utterly Impartial History of Britain (or 2,000 Years of Upper Class Idiots in Charge) by John O’Farrell was my trusty companion over the last Christmas break. O’Farrell has had several books published, been a columnist for the Guardian, a scriptwriter and an occasional guest on TV shows. So I’m not jealous at all. Ok, here’s that review I promised you...
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The earth has enough resources for every man, woman and child to have food, clean water, clothing, shelter, education and healthcare.
The fair distribution of resources is not taking place and we are a part of the problem.
We want to play our small part in working for change while living life to the full and realising our full potential as members of this wacky race.
We'd like to be a part of the growing global dialogue with others who have similar hopes.
And we love music because, as Emma Goldman once said, "If I can't dance, I don't want to be part of your revolution"
(but we still think that morris dancing is wrong, even between consenting adults).
redpillboy, February 2008
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"Remember always that you not only have the right to be an individual, you have an obligation to be one."Eleanor Roosevelt
current TTRP reading
Something Rotten - Jasper Fforde
Finding Our Way Again - Brian McLaren
Stages of Faith - James W Fowler
current TTRP listening
Singles Collection - The Coral
You Your Cat and Me - Frank Hamilton
My Boulder - The King Blues
Rhythm - Makin' Time
Glory Boys - Secret Affair
Dancing With The Trees - Felt Tip Thieves
Setting Sons - The Jam
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