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Monday 13 June 2016

"Holidayism".

       As capitalism lurches from one "crisis" to another, we get ever new theories, economic theories, social theories, some very complex, others not so, all pointing the way how to change the system, how to destroy the system, where we should be heading, and so on. Sometimes if we look back we find that somebody has said it all before, and in some cases in a very explicit fashion and very simply.

Walter Wilkinson, 1888-1970, author, puppeteer, put it quite simply in his book, The Peep Show:
       "If I were a philosopher expounding a new theory of living, inventing a new "ism," I should call myself a holidayist, for it seems to me that the one thing the world needs to put it right is a holiday. There is no doubt whatever about the sort of life nice people want to lead. Whenever they get the chance, what do they do but go away to the country or the seaside, take off their collars and ties and have a good time playing at childish games and contriving to eat some simple food very happily without all the encumbrances of chairs and tables. This world might be quite a nice place if only simple people would be content to be simple and be proud of it; if only they would turn their backs on these pompous politicians and ridiculous Captains of Industry who, when you come to examine them, turn out to be very stupid, ignorant people, who are simply suffering from an unhappy mania of greediness; who are possessed with perverse and horrible devils which make them stick up smoky factories in glorious Alpine valleys, or spoil some simple country by digging up and exploiting its decently buried mineral resources; or whose moral philosophy is so patiently upside down when they attempt to persuade us that quarrelling, and fighting, and wars, or that these ridiculous accumulations of wealth are the most important, instead of the most undesirable things in life. If only simple people would ignore them and behave always in the jolly way they do on a seashore what a nice world we might have to live in. Luckily nature has a way with her, and we may rest assured that this wretched machine age will all be over in a few years' time. It has grown up as a mushroom, and like a mushroom it has no stability. It will die."
       Of course Walter didn't see the strange new world that would spring from the madness of the old industrial world. The world of electronics, IT, artificial intelligence and mass surveillance, further alienating us from the simple world of "holidayism". However "holidayism" is still a road to be examined in detail.
       Walter Wilkinson was the brother of Arthur Wilkinson, English born anarchist, puppeteer, artist, and conscientious objector during the first world war. Arthur married Scottish born woman anarchist, writer, translator, and artist, Lilly Gair Aitken, (Lilly Gair Wilkinson).
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Thursday 2 January 2014

Robbed By A Rich Gang.


       Most people are carrying on as if everything will be fine, SOON, it is just a matter of tightening our belts a little. Closing their eyes to the fact that they are being deliberately robbed by a very rich gang. A gang that has no intention of easing off, in their pursuit of plunder. You cannot expect a robber to stop robbing you, because he thinks you might be suffering because of him. That babbling brook of bullshit, the mainstream media, weaves the illusion that it just those lazy, feckless, unemployed layabouts that are being hit, even although you know yourself, that your own situation is getting worse. But it's the crisis, you mutter, what crisis? The only crisis is the fact that a lot of members of the financial Mafia, lost lots of money, greedily pursuing their gambling addiction. Having lost, they now put the squeeze on you and I to make up that loss.
     We have to be stripped of all those social structures that we won over decades of long bitter struggles, in many cases, paid for in blood, prison, and death. All our public assets have to be sold at bargain basement prices, to their wealth corporate friends.


      Surely we can't accept being driven back to beyond the deprivation of the Victorian era. Surely you don't believe that those puppets and obedient servants of the financial Mafia, the government, will reverse this trend, some time SOON? Whatever standard of living you enjoyed just a few years ago was never gifted to you, your forefathers had to fight tooth and nail to get to that position. Do you think this time will be different, do you think our lords and masters, the financial mafia, will start to raise your living standards just out of compassion!!
      Accept that this is class war, and at the moment they are winning, and are not likely to just surrender their bounty. They will bleed you to death in the pursuit of profit to their shareholders. We produce every penny worth of wealth on this planet, it all belongs to us, we could share it fairly among our own people, but only if we win the class war. Without us they are nothing, yet they hold sway over our lives, to our detriment and their benefit. They need us, we don't need them.

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