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Nick Cohen: Writing from London


From Standpoint
January/February 2016

After the massacres in Paris on November 13, the US Secretary of State John Kerry made a statement so disgraceful you had to read it, rub your eyes, and read it again to comprehend the extent of his folly: “There’s something different about what happened from Charlie Hebdo, and I think everybody would feel that,” Kerry began in the laboured English of an over-promoted middle manager.

“There was a sort of particularised focus and perhaps even a legitimacy in terms of — not a legitimacy, but a rationale that you could attach yourself to somehow and say, OK, they’re really angry because of this and that. This Friday was absolutely indiscriminate. It wasn’t to aggrieve one particular sense of wrong. It was to terrorise people.”

The staff of “Charlie Hebdo” in 2006: The cartoonists Cabu, Charb, Tignous and Honoré (first, second, fourth and fifth from left)…

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REBLOGGED: St Luke’s leaflets – a different approach

Del Thomas seems to be that most paradoxical of creatures: a decent Tory. Hopefully he’ll soon realise that a man cannot simultaneously serve society and serve a political ideology which asserts “there is no such thing as society” – but in the meantime, here he’s handily collected the various political leaflets that have started going out in St. Luke’s ward:


St Luke’s indie leaflet

Make your voice heard1 –   my first leaflet for St Lukes

Labour’s St Luke voice

Newsletter1   – Jason Pilley (Green)

So, the first 4 leaflets have gone out in the battle for St Luke’s votes.

Now is about the time when normally a politician would start to nitpick over each other’s leaflets and criticising them and believe me, i have studied both of the other leaflets hard! But I started this campaign determined to be positive (whether you like my leaflet or not, i hope you will note that i havent attacked anyone else in it) and so this should continue with my blog.

This isnt easy and i am really tempted to let fly particularly at the Independent leaflet but instead I shall simply place all 3 leaflets in the one place so that the residents (and interested political anoraks!) can look at…

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“Tremblez, tyrans et vous perfides.”


A life
has been stomped upon.
And all our pleasant certainties are sunk,
And all the things you thought you owned
– legs
– arms
– words
are confiscated.
Dad: why didn’t you listen when I told you any pleasure that sits easily after the word “guilty” is no pleasure, it’s a predator in camouflage.
Why didn’t you listen when I told you demons are real and you pay to drink bottles of their piss every night, every night glug glug glug it away, why didn’t you listen
When you told yourself sitting watching endless TV quizshows glug glug glug chomp chomp chomp is no life, is a death in life, an injury to the brain.
Or maybe it had nothing to do with these little addictions,
The booze, the fast-food and the factoids –
Anyway we are built to break
Anyway white bones turn grey
Anyway we are meat turning black in Time’s oven

Generous in a mean world
– Prisoner of inertia.
Bombastic in a small world
– Prisoner of inertia.
Romantic in a cold town
– Prisoner of inertia.
Couldn’t you have found a better way to quit that fucking job?
Clogged up and starved of life in that job:
This month’s wages is a hole in the head, is lying for God-knows-how-many hours on your floor by your radiator now off now on calling my name in a voice diminished.
The retirement you lived for is here.
The bright future is now and dark.
A mumbling monstrosity on a hospital-bed:
Today, my friend, is the first day of the rest of your death.