The Business of Drugs

BY ANDREW MOODY During the Covid 19 pandemic and resultant lockdown in the UK, one of the few trades that continued on at pace was that of illicit drugs. New to Netflix is a six part documentary series The Business of Drugs that is equally educational to drug addicts and those who have never taken any illegal substance, as well as being a fascinating research … Continue reading The Business of Drugs

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 humble pied à terre in Santa Cruz de Tenerife in the Canaries. The apartment had a balcony which hung over the edge of a deep volcanic gorge, known as the Barranco, which wound down through Santa Cruz town and into the Atlantic. From that vantage point, there was a fine view of the cruise ships, ferries … Continue reading The Day I Met Goldfinger