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“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968
Saturday, 5 May 2012
London refuses to listen.
I've tried, God knows I've tried. But despite having read all of the right books, endorsing the abolition of the separation of politics from daily life and denouncing the charade of party politics and representative democracy, despite all of that and even despite having spent half a lifetime slagging off knee jerk lefties at every opportunity and despite a thousand other things - I can't help feeling really sorry that Londoners (or at least the few that bothered voting) have again opted to elect as Mayor a right wing free market Tory of the worst kind. Ken Livingston has his faults all right but he at least has an understanding of London and working class Londoners that would be quite beyond Boris. All across town the business class will be rubbing their hands - the rest of us can repent at our leisure
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My deepest commisserations.
(it was the bloody suburbs wotwonit - BigHairLatinTwatBoris! Every suburbanite's idea of what the trustyworthy Lord of the Manor looks like.)
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