Awake.
Shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
the day’s divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
the time has come again
choose now, they croon
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
everything is broken up and dances.
Indians scattered,
On dawn’s highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s,
Fragile eggshell mind
We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.
The barns have stormed
The windows kept,
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
From the divine mockery of words,
Music inflames temperament.
Ooh great creator of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.
We need great golden copulations,
When the true kings murderers
Are allowed to roam free,
A thousand magicians arise in the land
Where are the feast we are promised?
One more thing
Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light
Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light
A city rises from the sea
I had a splitting headache
From which the future’s made
Someone get me a Blunt skin and a lot of weed
On the day that the bill to make drastic reforms to the NHS is passed through parliament, I don’t think this song could be more relevant
It’s four days too late but October the 1st marked the 75th anniversary of Cable Street. For those of you who are not aware what Cable Street is, It was when the British Union of Fascists (BUF) led by Oswald Mosley, attempted to march through the streets of East London to strike fear upon the locals. This was in 1936, at a time when Fascism was growing throughout Europe, Hitler had became chancellor in Germany, Mussolini had just taken control in Italy and Franco was marching through the streets of Spain. The BUF were trying to emulate this and Oswald (who was friends with Hitler) wanted to stage a march through an area of East London that was highly populated by Jews.
However, they did not pass. On this day, Anti-Fascists turned up in their drones to ensure that the march did not go ahead. The 7,000 or so fascists that were protected by 10,000 police, around 4,000 of them on horseback were not allowed to march. Anti-Fascists fought with the police for several hours as they tried to clear the path for the Fascists to march. Protesters were met with round after round of police batons as they tore up the streets to defend themselves. Residents of Cable street were opening their windows and throwing boiling oil and contents of their chamber pots onto the police. As the police charged at barricades, marbles were thrown underneath the police horses. Even when the police managed to break a barricade, they were confronted by another behind it.
After hours of struggle Police Commissioner Sir Phillip Gane conceded defeat, he declared that people would have been killed if the march would have gone ahead.
This was not just a militant group of Anti-Fascists that swarmed the streets of East London. This was a mass mobilization of the working class, hundreds of thousands responded to the call to stop the march going ahead. Among the people that day were Dockers from Limehouse and Poplar and also Miners from as far away as Wales, who were joined by masses of Jewish and Irish workers. From this day, it has showed how people, in their masses can drive the fascists off the streets. Not by choosing not to attend in fear of getting hurt, but by turning up in their drones and driving Fascism off our streets.
York St John University
Now that I’m settled In at University, people reading this will have to get used to seeing me around on here more often!
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