Shelter Me
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MOⒶNARCHISM
...A little earlier, I had been appointed college infirmarian. This post was a legacy from quasi-monastic days and involved supervising the medicine cabinet and ensuring that the ill were not forgotten in their rooms.Tony Abbott (1987)
But during winter, when up to 30 percent of the college would be down with “flu” at any one time, the infirmarian spent much of his day ferrying food and aspirin to the rooms of the sick. My view was that I knew nothing about medicine and that those too sick to eat in the dining room ought to be in hospital.
Anyway, I thought, most were malingering. So I encouraged “self-service” of medicines and suggested that meals would be better fetched by the friends of the sick. Many deeply resented this disdain for college’s caring and communitarian ethos. And, I confess, I did not have the courage to refuse room service to members of the seminary staff.
Hi this is will, I just want to say thank you to anyone out there who liked my burial tunes & supported me over the years. its really appreciated. Massive thank you anyone who got my records & all producers, DJs, radio stations, labels, shops, writers & journalists.. anyone who played my tunes, gave them a listen, or helped me out with it, made me want to keep going with it. Also shout out anyone who sent me tunes, messages, anyone I met along the way & a big shout out to anyone who supports or does independent & underground music.Via
I want to do some new tunes this year to send to my boss Steve and the label because they've been going 10 years now and have stuck by me. Hopefully by the end of most years I have done some tunes that are decent enough to release. but Dark Souls 2 is on the horizon soon so I'm not sure if I will have many new tunes for a while because I need to play that game a lot. But I'm going to try to get some new tunes together before it comes out.
Also I want to go and find some old tunes I did that still sound alright and never came out.. It would be nice to finally put some of them out on vinyl one day.
Also I want to tell my Mum my Dad my brothers and my sister that I love them to bits. Big shout out to the UK & everywhere else. Cheers & respect to everyone and anyone...be safe & take care
Will
The prodigal daughter has at last returned triumphant from her travels to the south seas to rejoin the Sisters for new adventures in the underground.
While digging through a pile of things discarded before she left we unearthed a police riot shield painted bright sunshine yellow with a smiley face. It was only one of three made by Jimmy not lost in action during the evictions from Occupy at St Paul’s.
During the winter of 2011 she left college and camped out in a tent at St Paul’s for months to protest the injustice of the global economic and political systems. It was cold and hard living there and I was surprised she stuck it out for so many months but she is a girl of strong convictions and quiet determination. As a mother I was afraid for her safety constantly and could only do what mothers do best – make soup and drape her in blankets and hugs.
We talked a lot that winter about protest and particularly about effective ways of making non violent protest. In readiness for the eventual eviction of the St Paul’s protesters Jimmy found three old police riot shields and painted them with bright yellow smiley faces . An inspired and beautiful use of a friendly beloved icon. He even signed them so as to amalgamate art protest and function. In the end all three shields had to be hidden at the camp as the police judged them to be weapons when in the hands of the Occupy protesters and my daughter was threatened with arrest if she was seen holding one in public. How a shield can be judged a weapon is beyond my comprehension. How is it right that during a protest of any kind full grown men in police uniforms are able to use shields but my eighteen year old daughter is not allowed to hold her own bright smiley shield up as a sign of both protest and peace and at the same time protect herself from flying fists and batons and heavy boots.