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“You can stop the far right today. #Vote Labour”

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on May 24, 2019

Watch the video.

So, according to Jeremy Corbyn – and one must assume the rest of the Labour party – anyone who voted for the Brexit Party is now part of the “Far right”?

Before I carry on let’s take a moment to look at what the far right actually is in the UK…

The National Front –

  • Only white people should be citizens
  • End non-white migration
  • Non-whites to be stripped of citizenship and deported
  • Racial separatism
  • Euroscepticism
  • Scientific racism

The British National Party

  • Only white people should be citizens
  • End non-white migration
  • Voluntary removal of non-whites by financial incentive
  • Scientific racism
  • Euroscepticism

I do not support any of the above, nor do my family and friends, and I will go out on a limb and say the vast majority of people who went out and voted in the elections for the European Parliament for the Brexit Party are also not any of the above. The only thing I and the millions of people who voted to leave the EU and in these recent elections have in common with those groups is EU scepticism. And even then, their Eurosceptcism is more aggressive and full conspiracy theories.

The above video is partly why the Labour Party are forecast to lose out in the European elections (the other being their indecisiveness on whether to fully commit to leave the EU) and why many traditional Labour voters are being alienated.

The Labour party’s insistence on labelling anyone who has legitimate concerns about immigration and the effect it has on jobs, wages, housing and the general infrastructure of the UK a “bigot”, is losing them votes and shooting themselves in the foot. They’ve been doing it for years and they continue to do it.

It’s the attitude and wording like the above that led to a Brexit supporting pensioner being ‘milk-shaked’. Though, in the interest of fairness, the rhetoric from the hardcore idiots from the Brexit side doesn’t help either.

I, and many other people, do not blame immigrants “for everything”, the issues are more nuanced than that; it’s the same with the vote to leave the EU. However I won’t go into that as that’s another topic to cover.

 

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A hit and a miss!

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on April 30, 2019

Hit and a miss

This has almost happened to me several times! However, I can confirm I did not break the toilet away from the wall and nor did I fall head first onto the floor. I just broke the toilet seat.

In other news I’ve been getting acquainted with my Xbox, when I’m not feeling ill of course, and it’s been quite good getting back into gaming again. It’s been good especially as I can’t go out as much now.

Anyway, I was editing my profile on there yesterday and went to add my ‘Hitler Ballerina’ picture to it, as it turns out pictures of Hitler are frowned upon, even those mocking him. So I received a ‘suspension’ for a day. Luckily I only got banned from editing my profile and other non-essential things that won’t stop me from playing games.

Microsoft have always been funny and ‘selective’ with their idea of what violates their terms of service. When I used to have a ‘Windows Live Space’ they banned me for posting pictures of people with cancerous growths as part of a piece I wrote on smoking. And yet there was some sites on their with full frontal nudity and other sorts of TOS violations.

It’s the same on Xbox live, someone I know on there had a picture of Joseph Stalin for a laugh, and the last time I looked he killed more people than Hitler. Look at the chart below…

Massive Cuntbags

My point is, if you’re going to ‘suspend’ people for breaches of your terms of service then you should do it across the board, not be selective. Not that I support such bans.

I think history forgets the horror and violence of despots like Stalin and Mao Zedong, though I think that’s another topic for another blog.

Right, I’m off, be safe out there, especially around the toilet if you have an IBD or IBS!

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UC Diary: The Ulcerative Colitis Kid Get’s a Sigmoidoscopy!

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on March 31, 2019

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Listen to this guy, he knows what he’s talking about!

When you have Inflammatory Bowel Disease it’s routine to have a colonoscopy or Sigmoidoscopy, which are procedures where a camera is inserted in to your bowels to confirm the extent of your illness, or as a routine check-up to monitor progress and symptoms – to see if they’ve become worse lately.

In my case it was the latter. I’ve been having unsettled symptoms for some time, and yet the blood and Calprotectin tests – that look for signs of inflammation – have come back with only minor signs of inflammation. That basically means my Ulcerative Colitis was not considered active. The last few times when I had these tests done I didn’t see my regular IBD nurse (because of lack of staff during the ‘Winter Crisis’ we have each year), who would take me more seriously if I said I had symptoms, as she’s known me nearly 10 years and been a IBD nurse even longer.

So, long story short I saw her back in January of this year and explained my symptoms are more unsettled than usual, my UC has never fully gone into remission, so I’ve nearly always had symptoms to some degree. So she suggested I have a sigmoidoscopy, which is the investigation of the rectum, sigmoid colon and the descending colon (basically the bottom and left-hand side of the large colon). I was reluctant as preparing for the procedure can be annoying and the procedure itself can be uncomfortable. However, I wanted to see the true extent as the specialists had been saying I could have a case of Irritable Bowel Syndrome, which people with Ulcerative Colitis are prone to develop as the large colon will always be sensitive, regardless of remission.

It seemed plausible, the tests had showed very little inflammation and the symptoms could be explained by IBS which I had a predisposition to. So I accepted and was booked for the procedure a few weeks later.

Now, for those who are reading this that may be getting the procedure done, please don’t worry, read to the end.

Two days before you have the procedure done you have to take the bowel prep, which – I’m not gonna lie – tastes horrible! There is no need to go into details here as it does what it’s supposed to do, clears you out, apparently! The hardest thing about the bowel prep is not eating properly the day before, the way it sends you to the toilet are just like normal Ulcerative Colitis anyway. There’s nothing special to report about this part.

The fun started the morning of the sigmoidoscopy. I woke up early as I was due for the procedure at 10am. It’s a good that I did as I had a missed call from my sister who lives in the same building. Figuring it was for me to help her with my niece I rang her and found out the electricity had gone off to our whole block, the surrounding estate and even affected the traffic lights.  I’d just woken up and already traffic was worse than usual and I can’t even have a shower or a wash as everything in the block was recently moved to electricity, even the pump that moves water up to the taps. I thought, “It would have to happen today, wouldn’t it?”

My sister was planning to take my niece to day care but couldn’t as she lives on the top floor, and her boyfriend had already gone out to University. In light of the lifts being off she was going take a day off and look after her. So I said we don’t know how long things were going to be off for anyway, then told her to sort her stuff out and that’d I’d help her down the stairs then get to her car and she could take us to our Mother’s house. There was a bit of risk with that as physical stress can set the UC off at the best of times, having taken a powerful laxative and carrying a trolly and a bag full of assorted baby things down stairs had bad written all over it.

I got off the phone and ended up going to the toilet, as the laxative was still doing its job. After washing my hands in what felt like half a bottle of anti-bacterial gel – as there was no running water – I grabbed my toothbrush; spare pair of everything; toilet roll; wet wipes; medication, change for taxi and a few other bits, still feeling like I’d forgotten several things. As I went out the door I remember noting to myself that if there’s ever a long-term blackout again, or… god forbid… a zombie apocalypse, then sod all would work in my block.

Aaaanyway! After getting my sister and niece out the flat we walked down the staircase, passing other residents on the way, some going down and some coming up. On the way down I wondered if the carpark gate was open, so my sister said she’d check with security. Once we got to the bottom my sister joined a huddle of tenants and staff who were talking in the foyer to check if the gate was open. I thought she’d be there a moment, but as I turned back she was fully immersed in the huddle as I looked back from the end of the corridor. As I did that I ended up getting ambushed by neighbours and staff who wanted a chat, but my insides were turning over and I couldn’t muster much in way of conversation. So after a short chat I shouted to my sister “Time is the of essence!” And with that we were off to the carpark for the car, obviously my little niece didn’t want to go in back and played up – bless her cotton socks. She was put in the back anyway with me to keep her happy and calm and we were on our way.

With my insides still turning over, feeling like I may fill my kecks, we run into traffic before we even got out on to the main road. I thought “Fuck you Universe!” The roads around my block are jammed weekday mornings as it is, but with the traffic lights it was backed up so badly! The irony was our Mother’s house was a short 5 minute walk away; it took us 15 mins or more to get there, with bibbing horns and one car driving up on the walk way to get around!

After getting to our Mother’s my sister took my little niece to day care and I went in the house and checked if it was ok to have a shower. My Mam said yes, but she was about to get one first, I sighed, because I know my Mam can take ages in the bathroom! I noticed at this point my abdominal cramps and urgency pain had gone, so I sat down to watch a bit of TV. Cramps then came back without notice, as always, luckily for me (and my Mam!) she has a downstairs toilet!

After what felt like half an hour (though it was probably less) my Mam had finished and I got myself a shower and brushed my teeth. “Fuck yeah! I’m clean!” For those who don’t know, I like to be clean in general, but especially so as I have an IBD and taken a litre of powerful laxative.

So I went to get dried, took clothes and toiletries out and pulled my medication out by accident too – for the first time! “Fuck off Universe – just as I was feeling better!” Luckily I found them all, got dressed, sorted and went down stairs to see if my Mam was all ready to go (My Mam insists on coming with me to most IBD appointments for reasons I can’t go into here), which I sort of already knew the answer too. Got down and she wasn’t set to go! Using my inside voice I said “For the love of Satan’s balls!” I wouldn’t mind, but she does it every time.

During this time my sister had come back from day care and was waiting for the traffic to ease. While doing so she insisted on eating food in front me that she’d looted from ole Mother Hubbard’s cupboard! Pure. Evil. Doesn’t she know I’m starving?! I suspect she did. While she was relaxed and walling in her own crapulence I asked if she could take us to the hospital on her way into work. Apparently she goes a different way than the Hospital, which is same general direction as her work. If I could’ve slapped the Universe in the chops at that point I would’ve done.

Anyway, evil sister left and me and ole Mother Hubbard got in a taxi and headed for the hospital. As always, there was a problem… horrendous traffic – and I was already 5 minutes late. Then I started feeling ill and that nagging doubt I’d left something behind in the flat earlier returned. “Did I remember my bank card?” (For a snack afterwards!) So I started going through my backpack looking for my card, it was at this point I accidentally pulled out my medication for the second time! I spilled some of them on to the foot space… Lost forever! However, I managed to salvage the others! I then checked all my pockets but couldn’t find my bank card…  I was wound up, feeling ill and now sweating, which sometimes happens with UC. After checking my pockets several times I found my card in one of them, I can only assume that particular pocket is a TARDIS! When we got to the hospital I gave my Mam the money to pay for the cab, turns out there wasn’t enough there. I DID forget something, the other 50p! I’d have paid by card but Taxi firms seem to like living in the 1970s as far as payment is concerned.

As my Mam looked for some change from her purse I rushed into the hospital to book in and instantly went to the wrong floor! If I could’ve done I would have kicked the Universe in the bollocks at this point. I come here often enough, but the IBD investigations are not the same place IBD check-ups are done. In the end I found the right place and booked in, I could sit and relax! Nope!  I had to go to the toilet again. So I rushed to the door to where the toilet is… it’s got a code on it! The nurse tells me the number. Didn’t work! Tried it again… didn’t work! On the 3rd attempt it worked! Got in and in a rush to get my pants off, some more of my medication, which is now in my pocket – flung on the floor for the third time! Have you ever facepalmed on the toilet?

After being in the toilet for ages I came out and waited for another 15 mins and I was called in. They asked me questions they really should’ve known the answers to, but I answered. I was then given a gown and a pair of disposable boxer shorts with a flap at the back, for when the procedure’s done. I was waiting for a while in the recovery ward to be called in, during that time several people came out after having the procedures done and started farting in the beds next to me! It was at this point I realised there really is no God.

While I waited, listening to the sounds of the trumpets, I became thirsty, so I asked one of the 10 nurses busy rushing around for a glass of water; she said she’d get me one. I waited for another 15 minutes, and during that time she looked straight at me 3 or 4 times… I never got that drink of water, but she got an enemy for life that day!

Eventually I was called in and had the Sigmoidoscopy, without a pre-med, as I didn’t want to sit in the recovery ward and breathe in the unspeakable evil that was being emitted from my fellow patients. The procedure itself was the easiest part of the day, albeit uncomfortable, I liked chatting to the Doctor doing it and nurses who were joking with me. As it turns out my UC is active and more extensive than I thought – I assumed it was just going to be Proctitis at the least – but I have left-sided Colitis, which was no big surprise really. However, I felt vindicated after the specialist said I had IBS, I knew I was still ill, though that doesn’t explain why the tests they did didn’t come back positive for inflammation. I think someone done goofed in the lab.

The next step in my story got messy! As the probe looks at the colon wall it uses a little jet of water to wash bowel prep and waste away for a better picture. He must’ve used a lot because when he pulled the probe out the water and mess came with it! That’s never happened before! “I’m wet! Why am I wet?!” I said. The nurse replied “It’s ok, lie on your back”, No, I’m gonna roll in it” I said. I then asked if I could clean myself in the toilet next to the examination room as I wouldn’t have to walk past anyone. She was having none of it, she has to follow procedure. So I reluctantly tried to lie on my back as far away from the big wet patch as possible and get wheeled back to recovery and then rush to the toilet. I thought most of the nurses would be too busy to notice me going to the toilet, how fucking shocked was I when every nurse besides the one pushing me was stood right by the desk next to the toilet, right in front of my bed!

After I was parked up I thought I may as well get me losing my dignity out of the way, after all… I ain’t lying in that mess! So, with my left hand holding my gown on, which had come un-tied somehow, and holding my disposable boxer flap up right hand, I hobbled to the toilet with a mess running down my legs! I took a long time in that toilet cleaning myself, using wet wipes, anti-bacterial soap and toilet paper to clean myself – followed by a lot of anti-bacterial hand wash.

You. Have. No. Idea. The things, man… the things I’ve gone through in life! The indignity!

If you’re going to have one these procedures done, don’t worry… it’s not as bad as you think. The above was one of my worse days, the procedure itself wasn’t an issue, it was everything else going on that made it difficult. I’ve had this done before and it was very straight forward, with no issues or mess. I just wanted to write this to say there’s nothing to fear from having it done, after all… you couldn’t have a worse day than I did! If you have, leave a comment and let me know.

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What Would You Do?

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on February 7, 2019

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My brother came over to my flat this evening, mainly to drop some paperwork off for me to take care of for him. In the end he ended up staying late and watching some of the first season of the new Star Trek series. I’d already seen it but I watched it with him anyway like we used to when I lived at home.

At some point during the mini binge-watch he got up to make a cuppa and I opened the window to get some fresh air. My block having recently been refurbished and having energy-saving insulation put in, it was getting warm in my flat with the two of us and the TV.

As I looked out I saw a car pull in and a dark hooded figure hiding behind a large Ford van in the guest car park, although I’m quite high up I could tell the figure was obviously a male by the way he moved. The car that came in parked in the main car park pretty much facing where the man was, but still had the headlights on. The man at this point was still hovering behind the van looking through the van windows at the car that just came in.

At first I thought it may be a resident avoiding another resident, after all I’ve seen it happen before, me being one of those doing the avoiding, though not to that extent. However, this person was lingering and crouching in the rain behind a van after 12am in a dimly lit car park. So my thought at this point was that the bloke hiding had been trying to get into a car when he was disturbed by the incoming car, and was waiting for the person to get out and go in to the block.

When I had that thought I noticed my sister’s car, who lives in the same block as me, was in the guest car park two spaces away from where the bloke was (some times residents park in the guest car park when the main resident one is full). Thinking of my sister’s car and everyone else’s in there I contacted security to let them know what was going on. They said they’d take a look on the CCTV.

I went back to the window and this hooded-bloke had started to ‘lurk’, and I mean that in every sense of the word. Crouching, peeping through the window and taking steps back beside the van then going back to the van windows to look through. The person in the car who came in was still sat in the car, I wondered if they’d seen this person and were to scared to get out.

Security rang me back and asked me if the person near the van had not just drove in. I explained that even if they had then why would he lurk where he was? He then asked me to call the Police because he couldn’t be sure if it wasn’t just a resident, “Me?!” I said out loud. “Yes” he said ” – as I can’t tell if it’s just a resident and I don’t want to call the Police out unnecessarily”. He said “Please do, if you think they’re needed!” It’s like he was pleading with me to ring the Police. I said “Well I’m not sure myself but I will, I’m going to have another look.” He said he’d go back to the CCTV.

I then went back to the window where my brother now was looking out. I picked up my phone off the window sill, on which I tried to do a video and take pictures earlier; but obviously didn’t work, and I looked down again. The person who came in in the car had finally gotten out and it was a woman. She started walking towards the door and the hooded-bloke then started to move towards her slowly at first. but with his back slightly bent, like he was trying not to be seen.

I thought he was going to tale-gait to get in the block, we’d already had an issue with this over the Summer when the block was being refurbished. Squatters and thieves would come in to try and get in flats or steal the expensive tools. I though that security would see this and send someone around to get rid of them.

Just then though he started to pick up speed very fast, like he wasn’t just trying to make it to the door before it shut; he was going for her! With his hood up and him running now, I thought “Fuck! I should’ve rang the Police before!” So in a panic I shouted “Oi! You, dickhead! Fuck off! Fuck off! Move!” As I and my brother had finished shouting he got to her, she turned around looked at him shocked, then he looked up at us, she looked at him, and he backed up off. I thought he’d done that because he was seen, he only did it to look up, and then shout “What?!” I wasn’t sure if she knew him or not but they both went in the block.

I got on to security again to tell them and it turns out they’d phoned the Police when he started running towards her. They told me they looked like they knew each other and were talking in the block and then told the Police it was OK now. So it turns out it was someone trying to scare a friend or partner.

What was I supposed to think? What would you think? I assumed security, which I contribute towards, would have dealt with it; them having a better view and technology than me? Apparently not, instead they were practically pleading with me to ring the Police. I was ready to ring the Police and then go down there with my brother if the lady would have been attacked. I can only assume security would’ve just sat there and watched if anything had actually happened.

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The Irish Backstop Would Undermine The Good Friday Agreement. But Not In The Way You Think!

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on January 31, 2019

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You have probably heard for the last twelve months about the ‘Irish Backstop‘ during the Brexit negotiations. It is essentially a guarantee by the UK Government that there will be no return of a ‘hard’ border (One with check points) between Northern Ireland and the Irish Republic, less this would cause friction between the Unionist and Republican communities at the least or contravene the Good Friday Agreement altogether.

It was one of the ‘Red Lines’ laid down by UK Prime minister Theresa May and the EU, a red line that has been thoroughly exploited by the European Union, the Irish Republic and remain voters alike. So much so that it has become the focal point during negotiations and the discussion and debate of it in both houses of the UK Parliament frequently.

I am not saying there is nothing to worry about as Unionist and Republican terrorist groups would take any opportunity to start a campaign against each other and the public too. There is a very real danger violence could start once again. However, the way the UK Government has used it as a ‘red line’ and make some kind of bargaining tool later on, is disgusting. Also the way the EU and the Irish Republic have also used it to give the UK a bloody nose in negotiations, has also been equally disgusting.

With the fear of violence being used as political leverage, the UK accepted the backstop, this would then in theory guarantee no hard border on the island of Ireland as there would be a ‘customs Union’ providing frictionless trade. The issue with this is that the UK would be stuck in a supposed ‘temporary’ customs union with the EU until it could provide an answer to the border question in Ireland, an answer that is possibly going to take a long time to find. So if the UK leaves the temporary customs union after the UK economy has transitioned from the EU (but not created a new trade deal, as that probably wouldn’t happen either until the UK has answered the border question), then it could be seen as the UK breaking the Good Friday Agreement.

However, this week one of the UK politicians who worked on the Good Friday Deal, Paul Bew, has said that even entering in to the backstop is a breach of the agreement. You can read his piece here. He basically says that because the ‘Withdrawal Agreement‘ (which would contain the temp customs union) would involve handing power over to the institutions of the EU, giving them power over North and Southern Ireland, would contravenes the Good Friday Agreement, as

“… regulations, previously within the disposal of the parties to the 1998 Good Friday Agreement within Northern Ireland, would be handed to agencies outside their control...”

He continued “The startling effect of this would be that a Good Friday Agreement – created in 1998 to ensure bottom-up consent – would now be replaced by a top-down arrangement. This would not protect the Good Friday Agreement but subvert it.

Mr. Bew also warned that “The suspicion will be aroused among them [The Unionist population] that the Republic of Ireland will have, under the Backstop, a greater directive power over Northern Ireland affairs. It will take politics in Northern Ireland beyond the legitimacy of the model agreed in 1998.

However, this doesn’t mean there is no solution, under the terms of the Good Friday Agreement, Bew says

In the interests of protecting the Good Friday Agreement, any Backstop arrangements which might be agreed primarily to protect the economy of the Irish Republic in a context of crisis can only be temporary. In short, the obligations of the 1998 Good Friday Agreement – which the backstop claims to protect – require that it can only be a temporary arrangement and this must be put in explicit, legally binding terms.

So, in short the backstop has to have a time limit written into it that all sides agree to, or it breaks the terms of the Good Friday Agreement. Though with the current political fudging, feet dragging and unwillingness to discuss the issue properly, I cannot see this happening.

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The Garden 2015

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on November 23, 2015

Hey there readers! Well… I say ‘readers’ and mean those few people still here and that one goat (Simon) that wondered over from Daf’s page!

A few words about that poor goat, when he came over to my place he was in a right state! He couldn’t talk as he was so traumatised (or maybe that’s because he’s a goat?). I don’t know what Daf had done to him but he looked like this after a visit to the vet:

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But not to worry, he was back to normal after a all expenses paid holiday. Check him out:

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Anyway, back on track! If you like gardening then you may like this! If you don’t then you’re best off watching the goat surf and giggling to yourself for a while instead (I managed 3 minutes before I got bored, let me know how long you last).

This year I did a lot of work in the garden, I usually do something with the garden each year but this year I did quite a lot! In fact I managed to get it more like my original plans I created fifteen years ago (those old plans never came to fruition for a few reasons that I don’t need to go in to right now).

The first thing to note about the garden this year is that the two huge Leylandii trees were removed from the back of the garden, which gave us a lot more sun, space and water for the surrounding garden. Unfortunately the stumps and root systems were left in place! So me and my brother got to work to remove most of the root system, but will have to remove the full stumps in early 2016.

The first few pictures are of the garden in early April 2015 as it was after it was cleared the previous Autumn. I’d also like to apologise for the blurring out of certain things as I’ve had issues with morons on the net before and value my own and my family’s privacy and safety.

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In the above pic you can just see one of the tree stumps I mentioned earlier in the top right.

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In the above picture you can just see the old hedge I planted, from the end paving flag at the middle bottom of the picture, moving it’s way to the left then around the edge of the path. We had to remove these as well as they were taking up far too much space. The point of the hedge was to be a wind break for the plants, but they stood up just fine when they were bunched together (well… most of them did anyway).

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The above picture is the position where most of the comparison pictures will be taken from.

You can see (above) that there is a circle of greener grass in the center of the lawn, this was because I seeded it last year in preparation for putting a path around the edge which would be contained by log edging (pictured before it went in).

I decided to move the path from left of the picture to the center and make it wider, which is marked by two orange bricks.

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In the above picture you can see how much clearer and ordered the garden is. We created the new path and had to use a different log edging to finish the edge as the original large ones were not sold anymore. We had to make do with small ones and add steaks to them every 2 and half feet to enable us to sink them.

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Next (above), I wanted to add an inner level circle of bricks (I had these left over from my old cold frame) flush with the grass for the inner edge of the path and to make it easier for mowing. This didn’t go very well but was rectified later on.

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A view from above shows how the inner circle was a bit ‘out’ at the 10:50 position if you look at the circle as clock with the path as 6. Also, look at the bluebells at the bottom left and right of the picture. Sadly they’re not English but invasive, but still beautiful!

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While that was being done we also decided to mend the fencing and give it a lick paint seeing as it hadn’t been done for a while (that’s my brother there painting away). It wasn’t really the weather for painting and I can remember it rained on us at least once, but it had to be done before all the plants were in place and growing.

In the next few pictures below you can see the grass being removed, the ground being leveled, the brick circle being fixed and the chip-bark going down.

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It doesn’t look like it (above) but a liner was laid before the chip-bark went down, I just laid it section by section as it was windy (the bricks were used to hold it down).

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There it is all done! You probably noticed that some plants were springing up too. Some of these were already there and some were added later on that were either grown by myself of came from the garden centre.

Below there’s a picture of the garden a little further on with more plant growth.

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You can see on the left and almost top right there’s some Lupins, I grew these myself and was quite proud of them, until the giant aphids ate them! Something else I grew this year for the first time were Foxgloves (top center), although they are quite toxic I didn’t know how toxic they were. However I kept them on for that year and had no issues with them and neither did any of my Mam’s cats, and they also flowered right up until November!

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Here’s a better look at one of those Lupins with one of my Mam’s cats. I think he was contemplating attacking a Bee!

The next lot of pictures (below) are panning from the left of the garden to right to give you a full view of the garden.

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The final picture of the garden from that angle is it in full bloom at the height of Summer!

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Something else I finally did after all these years was create an area for the family to sit! It was supposed to be paved but seeing as I lacked the monetary funds and the skills to lay paving, I opted for something else.

I first tried chip-bark but it didn’t feel or look right, so then ended up using gravel. Gravel wasn’t great but was better than the chip bark. Next year the gravel will go around the path, as it was supposed to, and hopefully we can finally get a patio!

The pictures below show this evolution.

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This is the area just when I started (above).

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The above picture was after and I wasn’t that fond of it.

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And there’s how it looks now. It isn’t great but it’s better than nothing! In fact I enjoyed myself out there last Summer, having a little drink and chat (obviously there was table and chairs then)!

Here’s a view from the gravel area:

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There you can see most of my planters. In fact the blue one closest to the camera is the planter I entered into a competition with my good friend Daf! This year we had a competition for the best planter, the award was bragging rights! The pictures are below, apparently it was a draw?

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Anyway that’s enough of that, I shall await Daf’s wrath! Oh, and I’ll be returning to some blogging soon and will visiting some pages too! It’s not like I’ve had nothing to say I’ve just been busy doing other stuff and generally got sick of politics and debating it. I just needed  break from it I think.

Until next time take care and all the best!

 

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Are you voting?

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on May 5, 2015

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I don’t feel particularly ’empowered’ by voting or the thought of it, in fact I feel powerless, and have done for a long time now.

Why? Influence of the very rich, powerful, bankers and business trumps mine, and your vote, every time.

Not only that but also the political system has no repercussions for politicians if they don’t deliver what they promised or if they’re corrupt. Some people, politicians included, would argue that our vote (support too) would be the repercussion, but we’ve seen time after time that one fuck up after another and these bastards get away with things that a normal person would go to prison for. They walk away free with fortunes, gold-plated pensions and assured jobs elsewhere.

The answer?

I would advocate connecting wages with the success that they’re making, or not making.

I would advocate politicians who don’t deliver what they promise in their manifestos (or are corrupt) have ALL their earnings taken from them (including homes and any other assets) and are barred from entering politics again.

If they stand to lose everything, their money and freedom, just like a normal person would, we would see a change.

However, this isn’t going to happen because not one party out there is offering this sort of answer up, not one. Until this is offered and a valid political system that is put in place that makes our elected officials work for us, then I can’t vote.

Some people and politicians would say people should get involved more often at the local level, to hold our elected officials to account that way. There’s two things wrong with this:

1) The majority of people in this country are politically uneducated or ignorant, holding MP’s and Councillors to account will be difficult without the country’s and local communities support. And let’s face it, the attitude of people in this country, what I’ve seen and heard first hand about work as well as politics is: “I can’t be arsed/bothered!”.

2) Just as in politics at the national level, so it will be at the local level, those with more money and influence will get to the front of the Que first and more or less dictate policy.

So in brief we need a political system where politicians will be held to account and an electorate who is educated enough to demand it. We’re currently lacking both.

The old system isn’t working anymore, we can see it throughout the western world, less and less people are voting, though this doesn’t mean they’re not interested in politics. Some people are trying to influence government by joining pressure and lobbying groups, which works to a degree, but there’s still not enough people engaged in politics. And besides, that would still make voting infective.

We need an actively and engaged citizenry with a proper system that punishes non-deliver of promises and corruption; and awards delivery. And I just can’t see it happening.

Oh, and before I go, the ‘If you don’t vote then don’t complain‘ bullshit is a cop out. If that’s the case then all my democratic right to vote means is I get to complain when the people I voted for don’t deliver what they said they were or are corrupt. Is that what a democratic vote really stands for in this country? People have thought and died for that right and it’s a smack in their faces that all it guarantees me is the right to complain and not have my right influence the course of a democracy. So please, don’t lay that on me.

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Day 2: What’s Your Name?

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on January 4, 2014

It’s day 2 of the zero to hero blog challenge, well it’s in fact day 3 but I was out of a time a little yesterday.

This challenge was to edit my title and tag-line and also put in a widget (Go here for a full run down of the challenge). I’d already done this a while a back and was happy with it, so I thought I’d just give my tag-line some work as the: “Warning: Strong Content! You Have Been Warned!” one was a little lacking. It does serve a purpose as it warns people there is strong content here that could make them cry and quickly inspire someone to “Think of the children!”.

 

I settled on: “Questioning Everything and Everyone!” Why? Because that’s what I do! It’s also what everyone else should do, if you’re always aware of the world around you and the people in it, especially the type that come to you as authority figures, then the wool will not be so easily pulled down over your eyes. Even question those you agree with or share ideological sympathies with, and, quite crucially, yourself. There’s nothing worse than a big head who thinks they’re never wrong! Once you start to believe you have it all sussed then you may as well change your name to ‘Smuggy McSmug‘ and join a cult because your critical thinking days are over. I’d just like to say I’m not advocating people act like a KGB agent and interrogate everyone they meet or know, I mean people should question the world and things around them if they don’t seem right. And if you can’t tell when something isn’t right then just question everything for a while and you’ll pick it up soon enough.

This leads nicely to why my blog name is: “I Don’t Fear The Chaos!“. This is because I’m not afraid of the fall out of the resulting of asking certain questions, saying certain things many in society dare not to and standing against established political authority (Especially when I think what they’re doing is questionable).

Here’s a poster I made a few years ago about questioning everything and everyone:

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I know this gif is quite slow, I did originally have it faster, but I slowed it down for those who don’t read so fast. I was contemplating doing a post on this poster but this post will suffice.

That’s it for that task, I wont be doing Day 3 because I’m happy with the blog I wrote. Also, just for the fun of it, here’s Sick of it All:

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Who Am I And Why Am I Here?

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on January 2, 2014

No, this is not an existential philosophical question, I’m not going to bore you with what I learned from the Philosophy leg of my degree I completed last year! Questions like; are a pair of underwear that you cut the unwashable stains out of and then repaired, still the same pair or not (I know most of you have done this!)? Mind blowing, no? Nah, I’m going to bore you with something completely different! You lucky people you!

No, I’m taking part in the ‘Zero to Hero: 30 Days to a Better Blog‘ (All links in my posts open in a new page), to try to re-connect with the blogging world and re-evaluate why I’m actually doing this. So, you may get a blog a day for 30 days, or I may give up, or I’ll forget, be strapped for time, or I’ll be eaten by the flesh-eating Zombies and the road warrior Cannibals that inhabit the area where I live and so would not be able to fulfill my blogging obligations. Either way, you’re getting a blog thrown at you.

My name is Philip, and I have a few issues with the human race and a few with myself (No I’m not schizophrenic but that would be a great excuse for my questionable weirdness). Originally I started blogging in 2006 to vent my anger and frustration I saw in the human world around me, this mostly involved politics, religion and social issues. My aim at the time was to talk about issues the media and people in the UK generally found taboo or just wouldn’t touch because it was too much of a sensitive issue. Coming from a family where anything and everything was up for discussion or debate I believed, and still do believe, that the world outside my door should be no different. If we start placing limitations on what we can and can’t discuss or question because it may hurt someone’s feelings, then I believe we’re creating a society and a culture where we will be limiting our scientific, personal, mental and artistic advancement, which is not healthy for the individual or the human race as a whole.

I still advocate the above, anyone and everyone is welcome to comment on anything and everything! No holes barred! I knew this would offend some people and it did, in 2007 I had my Windows Live Space closed because of pictures I posted featuring cancerous growths on humans as part of a piece on the smoking and it’s being banned in the UK in public buildings. I gained it back after I said I would take the offending pictures down, which was laughable because the pictures that were flagged were nothing compared to some of the other things that used to grace that site. This was exactly what I was talking about earlier, we can’t look at the reality of smoking because someone gets offended, therefore we have to censor reality, which is not healthy.

Because of the censorship I looked elsewhere at different sites and they were all the same, they all had a Terms of Service and some group or moral squad (Or factional idiots) who policed them.

After a while of writing and debating with people (Which was fun, depressing and annoying all at the same time), I decided that my time may be better spent actually educating myself to try to actually achieve change in the world around me instead of pointing out the problems and ranting about them. Yes, I’m well aware that my actually bringing any change to the world around me is very remote, I’m more likely to be hit by a car driven by George Best’s drunken zombie (He’s a regular around where I live!) than actually bring political or social change at even the basic local level. However, this doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try! Although it upsets me I will not be able to change things in a big way and help people, at least I’m trying, which is all I can do.

I always knew, when writing my blogs and before that, that I had some huge gaps in my knowledge and understanding of the world and many things in it. So when I started my studies in 2011 I was prepared to be a little overwhelmed and frustrated. However, when I began and still now, I realize how little I actually know which then lead me to self-doubt. You think to yourself; “If I’m wrong about that, how do I know I’m not wrong about other things?” I had this thought before, but being forced to question everything you’re reading, analyzing it and looking at it from different angles, it makes you feel you aren’t intelligent enough to tackle issues in case you misinterpret or over look things.

That, along with studies and generally trying to manage my illnesses is why I haven’t been blogging as much as I should. It’s not that I don’t have anything to talk about, I just don’t always feel so capable of  doing it, not just because of self-doubt but there’s so much work involved and I have a tough time concentrating as it is.

What to expect from me? I’m hoping to do some more new blogs to discuss tough topics as well as carry on doing some slightly different ones about health, art, music, hobbies, general fun and many other things. Which is a change considering I started off with politics, religion and social issues. However, you will be upset and offended at some point, it’s inevitable in life (Like that one person on the bus who stinks and just happens to sit/stand next to you), and when that happens you can discuss what’s upset you rationally or you can be a big baby (Like David Miliband). Either way I reserve the right to ignore you, wind you up, tell you to fuck off or calmly debate with you like I do 99% of the time. I’m always respectful to people I meet in real life and on the net, you’re respect level from me is 100%, it’s up to you if it stays that way. Then again if you’re anything like me, which you most likely aren’t, you wont care about respect, unless it’s coming from the people who matter most in your life! However I still do it out of courtesy because I don’t know a person and can’t fully know a person on looks/image/writing alone. Though some people are so transparent and see-through that a good look or a five-minute conversation will render their respect level zero!

I can’t reply to every comment or blog post, whether mine or someone else’s, I have a life to live and sometimes I also forget (And procrastinate or find something better to do), but  I will try to reply, post and read everything. Remember, I’m only human!

I’m not sure who I’m hoping to meet while still doing this, I mean, I don’t search people out, I stumble upon them or them on me. I can be very unsociable and misanthropic on-line and in real life, but I’ve met some lovely, genuine people on the net while blogging, something I wasn’t planning on doing or happening, and I’m glad I met them! Some are very opposite me ideologically, geographically and socially, but we still get along fine. I’ve also met some right bastards on-line; disgusting examples of the human race! But I try to focus on the good people these days instead of bad so as not to remind myself that 90% of the world’s population are content to be ignorant when they possess the same ability to learn as all other humans!

I’m not sure what I want to accomplish if my blog is ‘successful’. I don’t care if it is or isn’t, if it wasn’t I’d write for the fun of it, if it was then it’s good. I suppose I just write because it’s an outlet and can be helpful to me.

Hope you all had a good New Year!

– Phil

Just for the fun of it though, here’s Hatebreed:

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It’s All Going Swimmingly!

Posted by DeadAnarchistPhil on December 4, 2013

Hey all!

I know I’ve been absent, but I’ve had a valid reason! I’ve been busy with course work (Or trying to be busy with it) and also been exercising!

Yes, that’s right I’ve managed to do some exercise for the last 2 weeks and it’s going ok. I go swimming 3 times a week for an hour and it’s putting no pressure on my back! I was planning on doing some weights in the gym too (Weights on wires so it takes the emphasis off the back) but I haven’t gotten around to doing that yet.

Considering I haven’t been swimming since I was about 12 I did fine. The first time I tried it was a little difficult going but I stayed up. Having said that, I actually forgot how to float! Sounds stupid, yeh? But I couldn’t float lol. The second time I went though I’d learned how to do it, your body just natural wants to float.

I am now getting faster and my conditioning getting better so I only need three 3 to 4 minute breaks between every 15 mins of swimming. I wouldn’t stop during the 15 mins for a few seconds if I didn’t have to keep pulling up my shorts! lol One day there’s going to be a full moon in that pool and I’m going to get bollocked! haha. The faster I kicked my legs the faster the shorts come down so I’m not sure how fast I’m capable of going.

That’s besides the point though, I’m there to do some exercise, it doesn’t matter how fast I’m going as long as I’m doing it enough to burn the fat and lose weight. So far I’ve lost 3 pounds (That was last week) and I’m going to have a lost more this week! I’m aiming to lose a stone (6kg/14lbs) a month at first, then slow it down a little so I don’t make myself ill.

So I’ve changed my diet too, no more than 1700 calories a day and also my lifestyle, the only thing getting in the way of this keeping going is the back, sometimes with the back it can be a chore to get there and back. Also there’s the cost to consider in the long-term, though my Student Union card should bring that down!

Anyway hope everyone is doing good!

– Phil

And just for the fun of it, here’s David Mitchell:

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