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ii probably should write something. i try to update once a week, but havent had much to write about, bar my dodgy tory taxi driver, who cant stop playing with hiss dick and the dubious loon that i share a taxi with.

oh yah, i noticed a pleasing duality – just as ppl like me are trapped by disability, and the paradox of a social system which ;preaches independence but neverltheless subjigates us to special schools andd daycare, everyone is trapped to a life of servitude in no-hope jobs by capitalism. Moreover, on a natio[nal scale we are trapped into a war on terror which, while we cant possibly win, niether can we do nothing. Perverselyy, noting this made me feel a little less isolated.

we’re all equally trapped. it’s likee a python sketch, really.

Dont worry, be happy

This afterrnoons history lesson was awful. We had to read short biographies of members of the 19117 bolshevik party then fuill in a table. I couldn’t keep up – I dont read very fast (even though i love reading). I found myselmf dropping further and ffurther behind. I’ll have to caqatch up over the weekend, as well as doing the hwk john set. No point worrying about it, i suppose.

tv dinners

Downstairs here r 3 tesco cook-in-plastic-tray-thing roast beef dinners. Jeez. has it really come to this? cuisine de la proletariat! I miss proper dinnners. having said that, mums gonna do a mexican on saturday 4 myy birthday. yaay!

oh year. i got another a for my film studies coursework todaaay – 2 in as many weeks. i guess,, tea aside, all is well.

return to hebden

Today for my film studies course, Aristede, Jane and rob the sports lsa took me back to my old school. I needed to get the storyboards done for film studies. It was odd, going back – it was all so familliar, yet so differenyt. I felt like a stranger among friends: i knew everyone there – mrs ellis, whom i have known since i was 9 or 10, said hi, as did mrs jackson, whom i have known, well, longer than I remember.

yet its also so different – theyve done much more building work, expanded the playground etc. which, i suppose, is the point: the hebden I knew is gone. time and tide wait for no man.. ths i doubt i will return there. It is part of my past, and though, academically speaking, it was as useful as an exploded blamonge, i still have a great affection for it. I suppose the chapter of my life entitled “hebden green school” closed for all time today.. It was long and good. A new chapter will begiin soon, and that will be called “university”.

No title

i just got back from oxford. mark and kat graduated in an aincient and beautiful ceremony, full of traditionn and stpid hats. me and luke gott to go round oxford, buying cd’s and spying possible presents in a state of decreasing sobriety. by mid-evening, we had invented a sport wherein luke rides on the back of my chair while i lean forward and squeal. Highly unethical in that it sets back the portrayal of disability about 50 years, but fun.

coming soon: a rant about the conservitives.

my cool letter to mark

Hi mark

I havent been reading all that much recently. Not as much as i’d have like. Been far too busy with university stuff, coursework etc. I have a day ooff today to visit Staffs university, which should be good. I’m starting to look forward to going to university – it’s high time I got a little more independent, and less reliannt on M, D + L.

As for the americans, yeah, I may bemoan their stupidity andd religious zealotry – I’ve heard it termed “Tinhattery” – but most are ok. some of the best writing on the subject of disabilitty I’ve ever seen came from a lady in Florida; I hold “To Kill a Mockingbird” – set in Alabama – as one of my fadvourite books; and you know I have a liking for that son-of-a-gun hemingway, so the americanj literarry tradition (and thus its capacity for thought) is alive and well. Rather the problem lies with the bougiousie, the Republican rulers, who see fit to indoctrinate the proletariat with the mythlore of religion.

This is very hard to escape. Religion reminds me of Obsesssive-compulsive disorder (OCD) en mass, where the people believe they have to do strange things, like go o church each slunday, or something bad will happen. It has been used for eons to control people, from Ankor-wat to machu-pichu, and now in washington, Now, I know from my blog-gazing and fanfic-reading that not all americans are infected – La Guera for one is highly critical of god, as shown in this passage:

`”…Whatever you have to. The only bad lie from now on is the one that doesn’t work. Tell her a convenient truth. Tell her you want to help because you know what it’s like to watch a friend suffer, watch them wither before your very eyes, while all you can do is cry and puke and send useless prayers to a God gone stone deaf and blind and half-mad from all the inhumanity He Himself has inflicted upon His “children”. Tell her you don’t want her to go through the same thing. It’s more truth than lie, and what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

However, writers and theiir peers aside, the states are infected with a braand of religion which seems to be an infusion of God and the allmighty dollar. Preachers appear on their telivision screens, telling bible stories with hilghly capitalist, rightist subtexts. the bible is now a tool for the marketeers: its only a matter of time before we hear sloggans such as “god drinks Coke”; we have already seen bush using god in his speeches .

Thus, god is now associatwd with all things american. – He is almost a figure of patriotism, as aamerican as apple pie. the americansseem ,to nneed him to validayte what theyre doing, like kids looking to theeir parents. Yet god”s mouth now lies with marketeers, biggots and absolute fools of the republican party, who use it to spurt their own agenda. And this is worrying.