Quote: chipolata @ 26th April 2019, 6:40 AM
Quit being so melodramatic. What's happening at the moment is not Parliamentary liberal fascism. It's the result of a referendum in which no plan was voted on, just an abstract concept, and now we have to come up with some bodged together plan that tries to please everyone (but will ultimately please no one). It's not easy, unless you live in Black and White world. And if it was a Parliamentary liberal fascism, I would hope for a better band of Freedom Fighters than Nigel Farrage and the Narcissist Party.
I live in a black and grey world. Some stereotypical grey haired 64 year old was doing his utmost to engage the Middle Eastern barber in conversation. All he got was grunts. When it was time for me to be in the chair, conversation seemed unwise. But his approach to me was entirely different. Very, very friendly. This was the morning when it became clear that I too had almost completely gone grey because of all the pressures of trying to run the country. And yet my eyes and my skin, officially brown and white respectively if both have been described in their time as virtually black, are still here.
The face is not at all normal for a 56 year old and to be honest it was never normal. You are in your mid 30s, yes, like me he said. Grey can come early. Try a couple of decades more I said. He thought I was joking. No I am not joking. But that's why I can wear a Fred Perry shirt and a hoodie without looking ridiculous. As for the demeanour, it's about 17 and of questionable, probably limited, semi cockney. laddish intelligence. I worked 12 and a half years for the Tories and 12 and a half years for Labour I said. No kids, no. Never married. I don't have to cultivate an aura of mystery. It just exudes. Oh do come back, he said. I have enjoyed our talk. Isn't life so odd in that way. Try and there's nothing. Don't try and it works.
Narcissism. Well, I don't know about that. I haven't said I would be voting for the Brexit Party. They will need more people from the centre otherwise I will vote for something much further to the right which doesn't believe in neoliberal globalism. After my haircut, I went a romping in the local bluebell end woods and it was a lovely. As the autistic Chris Packham said recently, don't bother waiting for anyone to help. You will be waiting forever. Just do it yourself. Oh yes. It was so peaceful there. No litter bugs from Hoxton jumping on the roofs of trains for Jesus of the Environment or trendy Scandinavians shouting out "my mother, Hedwig, had a hit with "I'm so blonde I love Islam - you darky whites get a life, ya". I'm so pleased that I have found nature as I chucked the radio out of the window this morning as soon as Nick Ferrari started talking about terminal illness for the purposes of entertainment yet again. It ain't a wireless anymore. It is deeply sinister.