On the Devil’s Dandruff?

BY ALEX STORY Macron, Merz and Starmer met on a train to Kiev, to discuss important matters pertaining to the war in the Ukraine. The threesome would hold talks with Zelensky. The aim: to push Russia to agree a reasonable ceasefire. With real prospects of further escalation, the stakes could hardly be higher. To capture the solemn occasion, Agence France Press (AFP), the reputed French … Continue reading On the Devil’s Dandruff?

Cigar for the Capitalist Vaccine

BY DOMINIC WIGHTMAN While those two Americans in their seventies take an impressively long time to maintain an election, risibly both are taking credit for the new Covid vaccine manufactured by Pfizer (ironically a firm best known for producing the world-renowned recreational drug Viagra). Just remember that – whatever you are told or blocked from seeing on Twitter – these politicians were nowt to do … Continue reading Cigar for the Capitalist Vaccine

The Myth of White Privilege

BY ANDREW MOODY Whilst educated to a middle-class standard, by the time my 21st birthday arrived (spent alone inside a cell in a psychiatric ward) I was living off mental health benefits and completely written off work. I lived in temporary accommodation in Vauxhall in SW London at the tail end of a decade of hard drug abuse (purchased off primarily blacks or ex-convict whites) … Continue reading The Myth of White Privilege

Bring on the Drugs Revolution

BY SAM WHITE Islington Council’s widely criticised decision to shut down Fabric nightclub last year marked a low point in jobsworth state interference. The incident was reminiscent of the cat and mouse battles of the 1990s when the Pay Party Unit and the Territorial Support Group, validated by decades of shit stirring from the likes of Mary Whitehouse, attempted to forcibly straitjacket society by disrupting … Continue reading Bring on the Drugs Revolution

The Day I Met Goldfinger

BY DOMINIC WIGHTMAN In the late nineties, I rented a modest pied-à-terre in Santa Cruz de Tenerife in the Canary Islands. The apartment had a balcony that overlooked a deep volcanic gorge, known as the Barranco, which wound its way through Santa Cruz town and down to the Atlantic. From this vantage point, I enjoyed a fine view of cruise ships, ferries, and hovercraft arriving in the … Continue reading The Day I Met Goldfinger