Locals standing on a Turkish hill observing the battle in Kobani. Photo by Iskender Dogu.
After almost two and a half months of fierce fighting between the Islamist militants of ISIS and the local defence units protecting the city, the odds in the battle for Kobani finally appear to be in favour of the defenders. The fighting has left the city in ruins and forced hundreds of thousands of people out of their homes.
When I traveled to the Turkish border with Syria, I spoke with local activists, refugees and international volunteers ready to join the resistance of Kobani. Their stories are without exception tales of courage and suffering; of hope and despair; and of broken dreams and a determination to survive against all odds. The personal histories of these people put a human face on the consequences of the geopolitical currents in which their lives have become entangled; involuntarily they have come to represent the struggles and challenges everyday people face when forces beyond their control start shaping the world around them.
Firat* is a 31-year old local Kurdish activist from around Suruç. At night he works as an electrical engineer in the nearby town of Şanlıurfa and during the day he dedicates his time to support the resistance of the People's and Women's Defense Forces (YPG/YPJ) that are fighting with ISIS for control over the Syrian border town of Kobani. He spends most of his free hours in the villages dotting the border, as part of the 'human shield' that aims to prevent aspiring jihadists from illegally crossing the border into Syria and at the same time he helps those who want to join the resistance doing just that.
For Firat, as for many Kurdish people across the border in Turkey, the battle for Kobani is perceived as a domestic rather than a foreign conflict and should be placed in the context of the Kurdish freedom struggle, rather than that of the Syrian civil war.
The local Kurds perceive the border between Syria and Turkey as an artificial demarcation that carves up their historical homeland which they refer to as 'Kurdistan'. The Kurds, with a population of 30-35 million, are often described as the largest stateless nation in the world, forming significant minorities in Turkey, Syria, Iraq and Iran. In the frontier regions, single families can be found living on both sides of the border and the local Kurds often feel more closely related related to their comrades abroad than to their compatriots of other ethnicities at home.
Firat says he is proud of his 24-year old cousin Mahmut who is fighting on the side of the resistance in Kobani. "Rojava [Kurdish name for Syria's northern, predominantly Kurdish regions] is a living example of what a future, united Kurdistan could look like," he explains, referring to the so-called Rojava revolution in which the Kurdish-dominated northern regions of Syria declared their autonomy from the central government in the summer of 2012.
Rojava is a living example of what a future, united Kurdistan could look like.
The canton-system of the Rojava revolution is based upon the principles of direct democracy, gender equality and environmental sustainability and has become a beacon of hope for peace in the Middle East. Many believe that given the chance, the Rojava revolution—characterised by its secular nature, ethnic pluralism and local governance—could provide a viable alternative to the dictatorial regimes, Islamic radicals and other religious conservatives that currently pull the strings in the region.
For many Kurds in Turkey, the successes of the Rojava revolution in terms of gender liberation and local, decentralised organisational structures provide a guiding light for their freedom struggle at home. Supporters of the Kurdish freedom struggle believe that this is one of the main reasons why the Turkish government has refrained from actively supporting the resistance in Kobani: it fears that the revolution in Rojava could inspire its domestic Kurdish population to make similar demands, hoping to increase their independence from the central government in Ankara.
The attempts of the Turkish government to contain the Rojava revolution inside Syria by sealing off the border and standing by idly while the Islamist radicals conquered major parts of Kobani have backfired. The resistance fighters of the YPG/YPJ earned the respect of the international community when they managed to bring ISIS' advance to a halt with little more than some light arms, grenades and an unwavering commitment to the cause. Rather than dying out like a candle in the night—as some believe Turkey had hoped—the fire of the Rojava revolution is burning bright and is attracting more attention than ever before.
Volunteers from as far away as Europe and the United States have left their homes behind in order to join the People's and Women's Defense Units in Kobani and the two other cantons that together make up Rojava: Afrin and Qamishli. Non-Kurdish foreign fighters attract a lot of media attention, as proven by the case of Jordan Matson, an ex-U.S. soldier who joined the YPG in late September. The hundreds of Kurds from outside Syria that have joined the ranks of the defense forces have drawn less attention from the international media, but in terms of actual support have been much more effective.
I'm ready to go to Kobani, I'm ready to die.
The actions of people like Ahmet, who are prepared to sacrifice their own lives so that others might live, illustrate the central role Kobani has come to occupy in the collective imagination of the Kurdish people. The symbolic and strategic importance of the town can hardly be underestimated. As the birthplace of the Rojava revolution and due to its central position between the other two cantons in the northeast and northwest of Syria, respectively, the fall of the city would most likely mean a premature end to the social revolution.
Moreover, the consequences of an ISIS victory would not be restricted to Syria alone: Many Kurds in Turkey, and the PKK in particular, have stated that Kobani is the red line, and without the city under Kurdish control it would be impossible to continue with the peace process which seeks to bring an end to the 30-year long civil war between the Turkish government and the PKK.
Ahmet claims he has seen with his own eyes how the Turkish army helped ISIS members crossing the border, from Syria to Turkey and back again. While it is impossible to verify these claims, the sheer quantity of similar observations by people on both sides of the border leaves some uncomfortable questions lingering. The Turkish president Erdoğan has declared on several occasions that for him ISIS and the Democratic Union's Party (PYD)—the political wing of the YPG/YPJ and key organiser of the Rojava revolution—are two sides of the same coin, and that an autonomous Kurdish entity at its doorstep would pose a significant threat to Turkey's national security.
When ISIS advanced towards Kobani from mid-September onwards, hundreds of thousands of people fled before them. The 350 villages that surround Kobani were abandoned, and its populations flocked to the town before crossing the border into Turkey. The YPG/YPJ claim that the relative ease with which ISIS conquered Kobani's countryside was due to a 'tactical retreat' by the defense forces. This was part of a strategy that lured the Islamists into the small streets of the town where their heavy weapons would have less supremacy over the light arms of the resistance fighters.
However, when I speak with a group of villagers from Kobani who are now living in one of the refugee camps in Suruç, they tell me a different story of why they left their homes.
One day two men on a motorbike entered their village. They were covered in blood, and with voices trembling with fear they warned the villagers that ISIS had just overran their village and killed everyone, and that their village was next. Upon hearing this worrying news, the people wasted little time in gathering few possessions before setting out for the relative safety of Kobani. Yet, when they arrived in town they heard similar stories from the people from different villagers and they realized that they had been tricked. The two men had been ISIS-members, and the act had been an attempt to spread fear and terror among the population, forcing them to flee and thus occupying the defence forces with protecting the fleeing population rather than stopping ISIS' advance.
For the past three years the Kurdish-dominated northern regions of Syria remained relatively untouched by the civil war. Even now, life in Cezire, the northeastern canton of Rojava, continues more or less the way it has done for years but for the thousands of refugees who have arrived from other regions now under ISIS control. The most significant change is the fact that the monopoly of violence has now almost entirely come into the hand of the Democratic Union's Party, rather than the security forces of Assad's regime. It was the same in Kobani, and Medya explains that she only started to experience the consequences of the civil war when ISIS knocked on the gates.
Medya and her family are part of the 200,000 Syrian refugees that flocked into Turkey when Kobani came under siege. Despite the fact that the Turkish government has used the temporary opening of its borders for Syrian refugees fleeing the violence s an argument against allegations of neglecting and discriminating against the Syrian Kurds, a mere 3% of these refugees are actually being housed in government-run refugee camps. The majority of the refugees have found shelter either in one of the tent camps run by the pro-Kurdish municipality of Suruç or with locals in and around the town. These people are dependent on the charity of the local government and the hospitality of the people in the region.
Now that the battle for Kobani will most likely be won by the city's defenders, it is only a matter of weeks, if not days before it will disappear from the headlines of the world's media once again. But while the battle is won, the war rages on. It took the siege of a city on the doorstep of a key-NATO ally, hundreds of thousands of refugees and more than two months of resisting fierce attacks by ISIS militants before the world opened its eyes to the plight of Syria's Kurdish population.
While the defence forces of the YPG/YPJ continue to fight with ISIS and other armed factions that have turned against them, behind the frontlines an even more important battle continues to be fought. The Rojava revolution is a fight for true democracy, gender equality and environmental sustainability, and, as some would argue: it is the only hope and solution for sustainable peace in Syria and the Middle East.
What Firat, Ahmet and Medya have in common is that they believe in a world where people can determine the course of their own lives, with freedom and equality for men and women and people from all ethnic and religious backgrounds. Their lives have been shaped by the decisions made by individuals in far-away palaces and parliaments, and now, finally, history has provided them with the opportunity to take control over their own destinies. Theirs is a struggle against all odds, but filled with hopes and dreams that one day not only the Kurds but everyone, everywhere can live free from oppression and persecution, in dignity, equality and true freedom.
-* All names in this article have been changed in order to protect the identity of the interviewees.
Iskender Doğu is an Istanbul-based freelance writer and journalist. He has a background in anthropology and political economy and is currently an editor for ROAR Magazine. You can follow him on Twitter at @Le_Frique.
Joris is a freelance writer, journalist and editor for the online publication ROAR Magazine and a columnist for TeleSUR English. He has a background in cultural anthropology and political economy. His articles have appeared on ROAR Magazine, TeleSUR, TruthOut, OpenDemocracy, ThinkAfricaPress, Public Seminar, ZNet and other websites, as well as in Dutch, Turkish and German newspapers and magazines.


I debated posting this dungeon, as it's a bit, er... snarky. But that about sums up how I feel about Wow. Yes, an exercise bike hidden behind a shiny facade. Actually, I'll say this. The Dark Elf city is a worthy work of art in its own right.
I have long said that most video games are glorified forms of work.
OK, you caught me. It's a cartoon, not a dungeon. I see I'm not the only one who feels this way about WOW!
I'm an old fuddy-duddy, but I confess I still hold a soft spot in my heart for Asheron's Call, where you could just pick a direction and start running, exploring until you were devoured by insanely nasty monsters.


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4 killed in violent clashes in Damietta - Daily News Egypt
Egypt 4 killed in violent clashes in Damietta
4 killed in violent clashes in Damietta
Basarta village enters sixth day of unrest with dozens of arrests
Amira El-Fekki May 9, 2015 Be the first to comment
Three civilians and one policeman were killed Saturday morning in Damietta, according to Ministry of Health spokesperson Hossam Abdel Ghaffar.
"There have been no further reports on other injuries," Abdel Ghaffar said.
According to a statement by the Ministry of Interior a few hours after the events, security forces stormed the village of Basarta Saturday morning, and arrested 18 people allegedly in possession of weapons.
"The mission was to arrest wanted 'terrorist elements' but as soon as our forces entered the village, they came under fire," the statement read.
According to MENA, the security forces included National Security and Central Security Forces.
On the other hand, a locally-based journalist told Daily News Egypt that clashes erupted early in the morning after some "Muslim Brotherhood protesters" gathered and began marching. "As the police began dispersing them, there was an exchange of fire, which resulted in the four killings," he said.
He further explained that protesters set fire to the garage of a well-known bus company using Molotov cocktails, which led police forces to tighten security and close the village's entrances and exits.
According to the reporter, three nearby schools had to close and send students home, postponing their first day of final exams.
The governor's office in Damietta said the situation has been tense since last Tuesday, but said they did not have updated information on the current situation, denying that they had received any orders to close schools and suspend classes.
The situation in the governorate has been heating up in the past week. Last week, a police conscript was killed in clashes Tuesday night between anti-government protesters and riot police, leaving over 20 injuries and 13 arrests.
The Muslim Brotherhood issued a statement Saturday afternoon in which they described the violent events as part of their resistance against the rule of the military, adding that their "revolution will not stop".
The statement suggests that Brotherhood protests have been taking place during the past six days in Damietta, and that there are more to expect during the coming days.
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Here I'll make it simple, breaking down what sourdough is, how to make it, and why the heck you would want to in the first place. Let's get some flour on our hands and get started!
Sourdough is a food made from a bacteria base, kind of like kombucha or yogurt. Rather than throwing it together the instant you want a batch of muffins or a loaf of bread, sourdough baked goods are made from what's called a starter, which has to be prepared at least a week in advance.
Sourdough goodies come from one critical ingredient: a sourdough starter. Though you can buy them premade and ready to go (or even snag a scoop from your neighbor), they're incredibly easy to make in your own home, and a fascinating experiment for the kids to partake in.
Sourdough is built on bacteria, and our water supply is designed to limit the growth of bacteria as much as possible — not exactly ideal in this scenario.
Chlorinated or fluoridated water can significantly reduce your chances of success here, so if you're on a city water system or have a system in your house adding things like chlorine to your supply, you'll need to use a filter that removes these chemicals (like a Berkey), or buy some pure spring water.
I'm a bit of a purist when it comes to sourdough, and I don't like to use any potentially reactive materials when making it. Steer clear of plastic or metal containers, and opt instead for a nice long-handled wooden spoon and a glass jar instead.
One of the most important things here is that the container is not airtight. I like to use a square of cheesecloth and a rubber band to cover the jar.
To get a sourdough starter going, you really need to encourage bacterial growth. Since bacteria grows the fastest in a warmer environment, keep your starter somewhere it'll stay moderately toasty, between 60 and 70 degrees fahrenheit. The colder it is, the longer it'll take to grow.
Mix your cool water and flour together. You're going for something slightly thinner than pancake batter here.
Add your starter to your jar, cover it, and place it in a warm place.
Congratulations, you've just made a sourdough baby! This one will need to be fed and have its jar changed on occasion, so make sure you don't forget about it (it won't cry, but it won't make you any breads, either).
That first week it'll require a lot of extra attention. Every 24 hours, discard half of your starter and add ½ cup of flour and ¾ cup of warm water to it, being sure not to leave any dry flour spots. Keep an eye out for bubbles — that's a sign your starter is alive!
After that first week, you can ease up a bit on discarding a portion of the starter, but you'll still want to maintain a care regimen if you don't plan to use it all in a recipe. Feed it every day, and when the jar inevitably gets a bit of a crust around the sides from being stirred, transfer the starter to a clean one.
It depends on how warm and happy your starter is, but typically a good starter takes 5-7 days to prepare before it's ready for use (and of course, the longer, the better).
Sometimes if you let your sourdough dry out a bit (hey, it happens to the best of us), it might develop a bit of a skin. It has the same look and consistency of what a bowl of pudding left out might look like, just a thin, dry layer.
No worries at all — unless there's mold in there, that skin is just a bit of dry starter. Just use a spoon to gently scrape it off the top and discard, and then back to feeding your hungry starter with some fresh flour and water.
So why go to all this extra trouble for some funky bread? What's the big deal anyway? Besides the incredible history of sourdough's beginnings before the era of conveniently packaged yeasts, there are a number of awesome reasons why fans rave about sourdough.
Its bacterial composition plays a key role in how this bread turns out. Because of the way sourdough is made, it actually breaks down gluten, making it much easier for us to digest. Additionally, those hungry bacterium like to eat up the sugars present in the starter and dough, making it gentler on our blood sugar.
Ironically, these breads made from bacteria inhibits the growth of mold after the goods have been baked, giving them a longer shelf life.
Sourdough bread was born of necessity — people didn't always have access to yeast to make their breads rise! With just a little flour and water, you can make beautiful loaves, eliminating the need to buy yeast.
Okay, enough with the chit chat, let's make with the baked goods already! Here are a few handpicked sourdough recipes for you to take for a spin (just get that starter going now so you have something to work with — remember, it takes time!).
I don't mean to brag (okay, I do actually), but my husband makes the BEST sourdough waffles ever — I even got him a vintage cast iron waffle iron because they are just THAT good. Whip up this batter with a cup of your finest sourdough starter and serve with some real maple syrup and fresh strawberries for a treat that is just divine.
It is CRAZY how simple this recipe is, but holy wow, just look at those loaves! Sourdough can rise a little slower than conventional breads, so give yourself all day with this recipe to allow for rise times (and then all night with some honey butter to devour it).
SO far beyond the usual bakery cinnamon roll, these gems have that tang of sourdough, with all of the gooey sweetness of dessert for breakfast. This recipe does include a little yeast to shorten your rise time (because breakfast before noon is ideal), but I'm not complaining.
Another recipe from my favorite all-things-fermented resource, Cultures for Health, these biscuits come together lickity split, thanks to a little help from our old friends baking soda and baking powder. Make sure to adjust your leavening agents if you're a high altitude baker though, or these could fall flat on you.
This recipe is in grams, so you might have to do a little math if you're not metric system savvy, buy my does it look good. There's something crazy delicious about sourdough and chocolate coming together. I say top it with some fresh raspberries and some homemade whipped cream (because why on earth not?).


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Brexit and a collection of other befuddled thoughts...
Brexit – A 1,000 Day Progress Report
March 21, 2019 Graham Lithgow	Leave a comment
Can you believe it's been 1,000 days since we voted for Brexit? You know, that bold act of defiance against the nefarious establishment, where the disenfranchised majority seized back control of our laws, money and borders via a long awaited uprising of accountable democracy?
Given it was sold as a monumental moment of unprecedented triumph, you'd think the following journey would be one steeped in glory – as our swashbuckling nation forged its own path in this brave new world of nationalistic pride and a mandatory five portions of sovereignty per day for all citizens.
However, as with all decisions made at the behest of a spurious propaganda campaign, the cold, bitter reality rarely matches up with the fanciful proclamations of a tweed clad monstrosity. Which probably goes some way to explaining as to why, rather than basking in the majesty of a prosperous utopia as Jean-Claude Juncker hand waxes our Aston Martin, we're currently staggering around in a confused stupor, drunk on the fumes of cognitive dissonance which have forever engulfed the Brexit debate and left us stumbling haphazardly along the edge of the precipice.
In a rare off script moment, Michael Gove and Boris Johnson apparently realise just what their callous political gamesmanship has unleashed upon the country.
The miserable tale behind this excruciatingly overlong act of unnecessary national suicide is as grim as it is unfathomable, with staggering complacency and stupefying incompetence punctuating every plot point – each leaving a distinct yet indelible stain upon Britain's global reputation.
The naivety was with us right from Brexit's inception. David Cameron, thinking he could somehow resolve decades of Tory infighting, decided to call a referendum on our EU membership. Risky strategy, especially considering how our involvement in the union had granted Britain a powerful voice in the world of global diplomacy; but not to worry – Remain would win so it'd all be fine. At least until Remain didn't win and suddenly everything fell to pieces. Many suspected that Cameron would now live to regret his folly – only we never really got to find out as, on account of having no actual fallback plan should unexpected failure occur, he promptly fucked off to live out the rest of his days in a shed.
National crisis? Perhaps, but such instances of governmental calamity were mere child's play when compared with what was to come.
Through a series of bizarre events, within which the proverbial knife in the back became a prevailing motif as close chums Boris Johnson and Michael Gove demonstrated that the real meaning of friendship is only understood by way of brutal betrayal, Theresa May took the helm.
This raised eyebrows as May had backed Remain – which was likely the motivation behind the decision to transmogrify herself into the wretched, cretinous platitude spewing ghoul of farcical intransigence we know today.
"Brexit means Brexit" she proclaimed, apparently oblivious as to the notion of using the very word you're attempting to define in its own definition being an utterly worthless practice. When understandably pressed for clarity, we were told that Brexit would be "Red, white and blue", May again failing to appreciate that issues of unprecedented economic complexity can't be magically solved through the dubious magic of selecting an appropriate colour scheme.
Senseless to the point of being infantile perhaps, but Theresa remained unmoved. Coherence be damned, the people had spoken in 2016 and she had to deliver Brexit – irrespective of whether anyone could actually explain it or not.
So off we went. With an ever befuddled leader and prominent Brexiteers in key cabinet positions, our nation embarked on its journey towards an indescribable destination. Sure there were plenty of pesky naysayers out there, eager to piss on the bonfire of unfounded belief, but what did they know? They were clearly embittered Remainers and their lack of compliance was apparently tantamount to treason, so why should May worry about them? Besides, having kitted herself out with a rucksack stuffed with meaningless slogans and blinkers designed to shield her gaze from a shifting zeitgeist they could easily be ignored.
Unfortunately for Theresa May, the one thing she couldn't protect herself from was her own crashing ineptitude.
You know that irksome neighbour who's continually showing up at your house, but you're too polite to slam the door in their face?
Starting from a position of parliamentary strength, May's first masterstroke was to call an election. The plan was to cement her authority, in the process granting Theresa May the image of an inspirational leader the country could unite behind – and it would have been a good plan, were it not for the fact that its success entirely hinged on Theresa May being in any way plausible as an inspirational leader. So it failed and her majority was lost – because she's Theresa May.
Her cabinet of misfit toys didn't fare much better. While there was a certain logic in installing David Davis and Boris Johnson in important positions, allowing them to back up their pre-referendum bluster with credible results, the overriding logic regrettably indicated that their innards were comprised entirely of shit and they'd scarper back to sidelines the moment that inevitable shadow of accountability crept too close – which proved to be the case when they scarpered back to the sidelines, allowing them to return to their previous occupation of pretending to have all the answers without any actual power to put them to the test.
The public meanwhile watched on, our minds rife with bemusement and trepidation as this car crash of an administration bumbled ever onward, ploughing head first into one chasm of inescapable reality after another.
Was it really a surprise that the eventual, ramshackle deal May managed to cobble together was a pitiful boondoggle which pleased absolutely noone? Is it any wonder that we've arrived at endgame with a lamentable choice between miserable failure or cataclysm failure, teetering at the edge of the no deal abyss with the only celebratory voices being those of the ideologically deranged or disaster capitalists seeking to make a quick buck off their own nation's demise?
Yet Theresa May remains, detached from the populace and having alienated Parliament, insisting that Brexit remains the only way forward, lest she fail to deliver not only the indescribable, but the impossible.
Well unfortunately for May, she has failed. We're well past the point where we can delude ourselves into thinking that eventual triumph is but one crafty manoeuvre away.
Though in truth, victory was never on the cards. Brexit has ultimately been a failure right from the very moment it was conceived. Cameron failed to contain it, the Brexiteers failed to explain it and Theresa May failed to deliver it. Now all we have left to look forward to is the indignity of millions of pennies raining from the sky as, one by one, citizens have to reluctantly accept that humiliating failure was the final destination all along.
If only someone had said.
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Why the threat of 'No Deal' will haunt us for years to come
A 'no deal' Brexit – the proposal which spawned a multitude of slogans, each one somehow more cretinous than the last. From the excruciatingly whimsical "No deal? No problem!", all the way to frankly absurd "Let's go WTO!" – a proposal made ever the more baffling by its most fervent advocates likely having a similar grasp of the rules and mechanisms of the WTO as a gerbil has of particle physics.
In many respects, it's difficult to be especially angry with many of the regular folk who eagerly scramble upon this bandwagon. By and large, they're ultimately just everyday people seeking out a way to improve their lives, a considerable demographic being understandably unhappy to be marooned in communities which have ultimately been left behind by metropolitan prosperity.
So when a loquacious snake oil merchant with a penchant for Latin and top hats appears on their screens, confidently espousing the supposed virtues of a "WTO Brexit" to little in the way of a contradictory argument, it's easy to see how punters can be taken in. Sure, he's clearly not a "man of the people", but the air of authority he carries with him is undeniable to most laymen.
Possibly related photo of Jacob Rees-Mogg.
In any case, irrespective of plausibility, 'no deal' has remained on the table throughout negotiations; forever lurking in the background like a malevolent spectre of unfathomable stupidity, ready to trigger a national act of self immolation for a nebulous cause that nobody is able to coherently define – let alone agree upon.
Now May's perpetually maligned deal is as dead as Julius Caesar, where the hell we go next is indeed the question of the day. Her calamitous failure has sparked tiny morsels of hope to grow within those wishing to remain, seeing its demise as a critical scalp in their relentless bid to topple the Brexit behemoth. The threat of 'no deal' is the next logical beast to slay – but this isn't a foe which will quietly lay down and die.
While the key battlefield will be the House of Commons, within which the considerably saner strain of MP will attempt to take out 'no deal' as it performs evasive manoeuvres within the machinations of Parliament, in reality the danger which they seek to quell exists far beyond that of a parliamentary motion.
Despite 'no deal' being a superficially simple concept, the implications and pitfalls which will spring forth as a consequence are as complex as they are devastating. The disastrous effects which will subsequently take hold would seep into and undermine every aspect of society – many of which have been naively taken for granted owing to their omnipresence in our lives.
As such, in a move typical of the slippery hucksters feverishly pushing for it, 'no deal' has undergone a considerable amount of re-branding. I've already touched upon the moniker of a "WTO Brexit", with the added acronym allowing it to bizarrely masquerade under a title the overwhelming majority of uninitiated citizens simply don't understand -so it was inevitable that the prevailing pseudonym became a so called "managed no deal".
To those in the know, such a label is simply ludicrous – ranking alongside a "nature first napalm strike" in the absurdity stakes. However, from a PR perspective it's somewhat ingenious. Not only does it win favour with the casual observer, providing the illusion that what is being proposed is somewhat sensible, it also helps it to gain a considerable propagandic foothold against the onslaught of "Project Fear" – or "increasingly apparent reality" as it's coming to be known.
The more 'no deal' can be watered down and simplified the greater sway it will invariably have with the great unwashed. Forget quibbling over the plethora of catastrophic nuance which will ultimately kick the populace in their collective gonads – just break out the analogies and convince the electorate that, actually, it's all incredibly simple. Economic oblivion? Don't be silly, it's just like Deal or No Deal – only with the added bonus of Noel Edmonds being completely absent from the entire process.
Still, rather him than Nigel Farage.
Of course such analogous piffle is patently ludicrous, but it's veracity cannot be doubted. Political PR games are often won by way of simplicity – "Take Back Control", "Make America Great Again", "Hope", "Change" – the list goes on. Politics is innately complicated and people simply don't have time to be entirely informed – a liability which the spin doctors are only too happy to take advantage of.
However, even if you were to dismantle the battle of semantics, the greatest foe to be faced is one of perspective. Specifically that of the feasibility of 'no deal' in the public eye.
As I've noted before, "Project Fear" is a difficult concept to grasp – existing in most people's mind as unfeasible doom-mongering. The truth of the matter is that it is simply something which cannot be appreciated without experience. If you've always lived in a stable, functional society then the concept of a dystopia will remain firmly in the fiction subsection of your brain. While averting calamity is the primary goal of those gunning to remain, until the misery of 'no deal' has been witnessed first hand its supporters will continue to crow – steadfast in their insistence that Brexit had been betrayed and if only we'd listened to Nigel we'd be in utopia by now.
Alas, failing to snuff out the grumblings of most bitter of eurosceptics is ultimately a price worth paying. The debate will rage on for sure, ensuring a divided country remains definitively torn in two. However this wouldn't be new. The tectonic plates of comparative harmony were ripped asunder by the initial referendum and have only drifted apart as time has ticked by.
Nevertheless, this is the bed we must now lie in. Even if we were to remain, it will be little more than a salvage operation. Things will never quite go back to where they were before, the zeitgeist is too far gone.
If we're to bitterly squabble for the foreseeable future then so be it. The horror of 'no deal' simply isn't worth it just to prove a point.
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Don't blame me – I'm just the Prime Minister
March 10, 2019 Graham Lithgow	2 Comments
This whole Brexit business is a bit complicated, isn't it? Every day our pitifully inadequate human minds are bombarded with talk of trade deals, peculiar jargon relating to so called "backstops" and generally obscure organisations such as the WTO, which everyone now claims to have a complete and total understanding of.
With such befuddlement abound, it is then of little wonder that many a yawning chasm of opportunity have arose. Specifically to drown the narrative with a deluge of spurious proclamations which, despite having absolutely no basis in any manner of recognisable reality, would be most beneficial if they were actually believed.
Spurious proclamations such as this one, for example:
Call me old fashioned, but I consider it more sporting to blame the party which instigated this ill advised Brexit caper in the first place.
In truth, the attempts to spin this particular web of deceit have been ongoing for a considerable period – though now the moment we've spent the best part of three years failing to prepare for is right around the corner, the desperation has become considerably more palpable.
Nevertheless, despite it being a cowardly tactic so blatant it's visible from the outer reaches of the Solar System, this hasn't stopped ghoulish demagogue Theresa May from snatching it up in her claws and positioning it right at the centre of her risible negotiation strategy.
Irrespective of whether it makes sense or not.
They're not the only ones.
May has been very eager to portray those in Brussels as being intransigent to the point of callousness, baiting the pesky eurocrats with mindless posturing and jingoistic rhetoric whenever accountability draws near or she feels the need to placate the unrelenting numbskulls in the ERG, but this apparently masterful smokescreen has one fatal weakness – reality.
To say May's been inflexible in her approach doesn't quite do the situation justice, with the task of averting her aim towards anything even remotely sensible being akin to towing a mountain with a unicycle. Having the courage to stick to your guns is one thing, but keeping the blinkers firmly in place for the sole purpose of shielding your eyes from the glaring, irrevocable flaws in your plan is tantamount to insanity – the madness most notably manifesting itself through a painfully limited selection of poxy soundbites, which were repeated ad nauseam whenever any member of Parliament tried pointing out that the ointment being pushed was actually swarming with flies.
"I hear what my right honourable friend is saying, but have they considered that Brexit means Brexit?"
As laughably inept as her premiership has been, rejecting any possible solution out of hand while she stubbornly steers her ever faltering bandwagon towards a brick wall, she is at least savvy enough to realise that what actually happens is somewhat of a side concern – the key battleground she needs to seize is that of the prevailing narrative.
It's not exactly a secret as to how crucial an element this becomes in shaping the public perception of reality – take a look at the referendum campaign which started this maelstrom of misery for example. It mattered little that the European Union aren't actually an evil cabal of neo-Nazis set to swipe your daily portion of sovereignty right from your plate and cultivate a superstate based on a strain of fascism 2.0 which Hitler could have only dreamt of – once the absurd notion had sufficiently permeated the discourse it was too late; the debate was already taking place, minds were made up and dubious pundits dispatched to ensure the poison became eternally rooted in the zeitgeist.
"To validate the cretinous babblings of one ahistorical philistine, here's another."
The week ahead is likely to be the death knell for May's deal. Near universally despised, the chances of it limping over the line, torn apart and eviscerated as it is, are next to nil – and there's only one person to blame.
Even putting aside the colossal timescale in which it was ineptly crafted, there have been many crossroads along the way; points at which a semblance of humility could have been offered and an infinitely more credible path taken – but May resisted every step of the way; instead opting to plough ahead with the unworkable, forever pandering to the fruit-loop subsection of her party whose unwavering belligerence caused the fatal schism in the first place.
Her failure now all but inevitable, enlisting her faithful stooges to overclock the propaganda machine isn't to aid the passing of her deal, but rather to lay the groundwork upon which a plethora of lamentable excuses can be laid.
As with the anti EU sentiment which facilitated Brexit in the first place, whatever scraps of credibility May has going forward are once again dependent on the majority chowing down on that very same slab of red meat; the EU once again taking the hit on a failure which was entirely down to Britain.
How very Brexit.
Theresa May and the Dereliction of Humanity
March 1, 2019 Graham Lithgow	1 Comment
It's long been observed that there's something just a little off about Theresa May. No matter how hard she tries, each and every attempt to merge seamlessly into a public setting brings with it an unmistakable stench of the uncanny valley. Whether it's her inadvertently subversive attempts at dancing, her recent failed bid to decipher the intricate mechanism of a pool cue or her obvious discomfort with any situation in which she's confronted with a living, breathing member of the human race – there's something unmistakably inhuman about Mrs May.
I knew it.
Understandably, at this point it'd be par for the course to launch into the seemingly obligatory 'Maybot' routine – unleashing a deluge of quips pertaining to her automaton tendencies and her apparent reluctance to undergo the Voight-Kampff test, but I'll spare you the tedium.
The jokes have been made, relentlessly so but, as with all spawning points of enduring humour, beneath the wry chuckles there's much truth to be had.
It's been quite the roller-coaster ride living under the rule of Theresa May – by which I mean it's been entirely characterised by terror induced nausea as we lurch from one pitfall to the next with no viable means of escape. While I can't deny that there's been the odd moment of light relief, namely the most pitifully inept election campaign in living memory, the experience as a whole has been underpinned by an ever growing sensation of helplessness – as we regrettably bear witness to a would be autocrat treating the nation as mere collateral, as she doggedly carries out her solitary compulsion to cling onto a power which can only be justified in her own delusions.
Then again, she did invent the 'hostile environment' as Home Secretary – so what did we really expect?
All things considered, Anna Soubry probably had a point.
The May approach to leadership has been as obstinate as it has incompetent. While there's an understandable school of thought that a steely determination to see your aspirations through to completion, remaining unswayed by the naysayers and potential hardships which litter your path to the finish line provides grounds for justifiable admiration, it pales in the reverence stakes when compared directly to the ability to both recognise and accept obvious realities. If your head is to be in the clouds, make sure your feet are firmly rooted on the ground – and May's tootsies are stationed so far beyond the stratosphere that the millions of citizens below aren't even visible, let alone a consideration.
Such ghoulish detachment to the consequences of her actions may seem unfathomable to anyone with a functional sense of empathy, looking upon callously negligent acts such as reducing human lives to poker chips and attempting to bypass the parliamentary process altogether with appropriate levels of horror.
Though if your envisioned route out of this nightmare is a successful appeal to her better nature, creating a storybook ending in which Theresa finally touches base with the concept of empathetic thought before striding joyously over the horizon to teach the world to sing, you're likely to be bitterly disappointed.
In fairness she did try to teach the world to dance, but it didn't really catch on.
May's premiership has never really been about Brexit, despite it being set to make up the huge bulk of her ministerial epitaph. Her primary motivation has never been guided by a steadfast belief in delivering a glorious Brexit, that was merely a circumstantial necessity should she wish to hold onto what she cherishes the most – power. At any cost.
Curiously enough, Leave propaganda spivs have it somewhat correct when they argue that May is a Remainer in Brexiteer's clothing. She is – though they're mistaken in their assertion that she's trying to bring the whole sorry caper down from the inside. Following the Brexit doctrine was a requirement for an incoming Prime Minister's survival, such was the nature of the zeitgeist.
Trouble is, when the criteria for success was limited to such a narrow precept, May's inclination to be brutally dogmatic came to the fore. All sense of diplomacy vanished into the ether, with the capacity to be rational and whatever dwindling morsel of empathy she may have once possessed going with it.
All that remains now is, in effect, an intransigent husk of a leader. Shorn of reason and flexibility of thought, with a laughable repertoire of pre-programmed slogans being the all purpose response to any line of inquiry – Theresa May has indeed become the very essence of the unfeeling automaton many have jokingly proclaimed her to be.
Just a shame her solitary directive reads "Brexit means Brexit", leaving the rest of us doomed to be swept along in her mission to salvage whatever authority she can – by securing a victory that was never on the table to begin with.
Hell hath no fury like a liar called out
February 10, 2019 Graham Lithgow	Leave a comment
While we're all still struggling to decipher what was actually meant by "Brexit means Brexit", given that the narrative from propagandists jarringly shifts depending on which Brexit induced calamity needs to be spun as something people supposedly voted for, the prevailing mood behind its victory has always been painfully apparent.
It was a simple enough concept. Certainly succinct enough to cultivate a considerable bandwagon, ready to steamroller it's way through the foundations of our political structure and shatter the complacent zeitgeist.
Pride. Specifically national pride – manifesting itself as an unshakeable belief that we are Britain and absolutely nothing, not even reality, can stand in our way from achieving global dominance on the back of a foundation of glorious, self governing independence.
At least, until somebody says something a bit mean. Then we lose our fucking minds.
Not quite sure what Freud would have made of this, but chances are it wouldn't have been good.
Soon both the press and social media were awash with indignant invective. Politicians, pundits and citizens alike were incandescent with rage towards Donald Tusk, with many on the Brexit side of the fence indicating that the unfathomably disgraceful slur he'd unleashed upon our innocent nation showed exactly why we had to leave. I mean, how dare he?!
It's quite easy to get caught up in the hysteria, not least when your homeland is being slighted from afar.
Unless of course, you bothered to read what Donald Tusk actually said:
Satan speaks. Apart from not really.
Not so bad when you take a look at the actual quote. In fact you could go as far to say that he's bang on the money – the debatable existence of hell not withstanding of course. Further to this, the only people who should have taken any degree of offence to this were the duplicitous, cynically populist chancers his comments were directed towards.
So naturally – duplicitous, cynically populist chancer Nigel Farage was furious.
Farage went onto claim that this kerfuffle proved that the EU are scared of the UK leaving without a deal. Why? I have no idea. Answers on a postcard.
Though none of this fallout was the least bit surprising, at least not from the hardline Brexit camp. A propagandist is going to do what a propagandist is going to do, seizing upon the slightest slither of controversy and discontent and twisting it to suit their agenda. Beyond recognition if needs be.
However this wilfully disingenuous indignation wasn't limited to the obnoxious bluster of plan deficient hucksters – portions of the mainstream media were all too happy to fan the flames of confusion with curiously broad summations of what Donald Tusk actually said.
Namely the BBC:
Which bit sticks in your head the most? The large font of the heading? The bold typeface in the subheading? Or what he actually said in the tiny lettering right at the bottom?
Just why the BBC chose to present Tusk's comments in such a way is a matter known only to them, but if you were to say it was a cynical ploy to attract clicks and potentially stoke up a feeling of anti-EU sentiment ahead of Brexit D-Day, you might not be a million miles away from the truth.
In any case, such slack reporting was an absolute gift for Theresa May and her faltering government, gleefully pouncing upon the dominant narrative and allowing them to further craft an "us against them" dichotomy all of their own – presumably with the aim of snuffing out any lingering remain sentiment amongst the populace.
Ironically enough, "Widespread Dismay" would be the perfect tabloid style headline to sum up Theresa May's entire stint as Prime Minister.
You could argue that perhaps Tusk was unwise to be so blunt, especially given that he was acutely aware of how it would be spun over in Britain. It was certainly no slip of the tongue, though one suspects he was long past the point of worrying about optics. It's not as though the British press have ever been especially complimentary to those "bloody unelected eurocrats", apparently holding them in a similar disdain as they do the truth.
Not to mention that, even leaving partisan media establishments to one side, British politicians haven't exactly been exemplars in courteous diplomatic relations either.
I wonder if Mike Godwin ever receives royalties for this?
Ultimately this entire shambles caused by one comment, as laced with scythe as it may have been, has provided a timely object lesson in how easily a deceptive narrative can be spun. It matters not that the actual quote is easily verifiable to anyone who has ten seconds spare to check Google, a scurrilous seed had been planted and the rot wasn't far behind to overwhelm the discourse with bitter cries of vexation – all over a simple, justified comment aimed only at a small subsection of the most deserving.
You can't help but wonder how this verbal skirmish will be perceived in the decades to come. It's often said that history is written by the winners – and at this point the side in the ascendancy is riddled with unscrupulous liars.
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Why Project Fear continues to fail – even as it comes true
February 3, 2019 Graham Lithgow	1 Comment
As a species, we've always had a curious fascination with the idea of a dystopia. Just take a cursory glance towards the entertainment industry and you'll find your eyeballs immediately swamped by all manner of irrevocably ravaged, near desolate wastelands in which the last remnants of humanity scrabble for survival, feverishly gnawing on the remains of Noam Chomsky as the light of civilisation ever dims to near imperceptible levels.
The reasoning behind this phenomenon I've never quite been able to pin down. Perhaps the soul crushing mundanity of our eternally structured and tiresomely cyclical existence in which nothing of interest ever happens gives way to an opening, in which indulging in the unrelenting misery of a constant battle for survival while trapped in a fractured and crumbling society becomes a heady method of escapism.
In any case, justifiably or otherwise, such an absurd idea can't help but intrude in my thoughts when I see people gleefully clamouring for a no deal Brexit – apparently without the slightest concern as to whatever dire consequences our current reality is increasingly demonstrating.
What 17.4 million people voted for. Maybe.
Of course, entertaining the possibility that huge swathes of people knowingly voted for their own nation's demise is subconsciously facetious at best and would understandably be dismissed as pro-EU hysteria bypassing my sense of perspective. However, it remains a mystery that I continue to ponder over – just why are some people so impervious to what's undeniably happening, as so called "Project Fear" ever the more develops beyond a mere prediction into a tangible problem?
Curiously, even the most prominent and allegedly hardline proponents of Leave have began to waver – albeit in an indirect manner characterised by pitiful cowardice. Jacob Rees-Mogg now places a fifty year timescale on Brexit yielding any benefit whatsoever, Liam Fox describes a no deal as "survivable", apparently unaware that we'd have to rely on International Trade Secretary Liam Fox to secure new trade deals, while David Davis is currently attempting to claim that the Brexit benefits he's never been able to substantiate have conveniently vanished into the ether.
Yet the average, hardline Brexiteer on the street remains unswayed, steadfast in their believe that a managed WTO Brexit is the way to go – irrespective of the cost and dearth of understandable logic.
Given that Leave Means Leave events charge for tickets, these chancers have turned being fundamentally incorrect into a profitable enterprise.
Such unwavering dedication may be bewildering to the detached outsider, though stubborn tribalism exists on all sides of debate. Nobody likes to choke down on those bitter morsels of pride and admit that they were mistaken – not least if they've invested so much in their cherished rhetoric that it becomes a fundamental tenet of their own identity.
However the crux of Project Fear's failure to penetrate runs deeper than a cultish obedience to a deeply held doctrine. Put bluntly, it simply isn't relatable – to pretty much anyone.
As a nation we've been spoiled in recent times – utterly spoiled. Sure, we've had our ups and downs through the years, suffering along with the rest of the world through the global financial crisis and, despite our prosperity, have been utterly pitiful when it comes to eradicating poverty and homelessness – but when viewed through the lens of comparative objectivity, we're not doing half bad. Every citizen is entitled to healthcare, the supermarkets are always sufficiently stocked and, even though there are sporadic ripples of civil unrest, our society remains just about stable.
Owing to this, your everyday Joe simply cannot comprehend what it's like to spend each day mired amidst a country which has been brought to its knees, with the very fabric of what allows a nation to function breaking apart at the seams. No matter the credibility of the oft dismissed doomsday scenarios exponents of Remain decide to present, their chances of resonating are hopelessly slim. Personal strife and localised troubles aside, while the framework of a generally operational state continues to tick along, the very notion of being greeted by empty shelves at the local Tesco, having just recovered from the shock of being denied a prescription upon which you depend earlier in the day, seems patently ludicrous. Peacetime breeds a sense of complacency that stability is here to stay – you almost can't blame those who greet the idea that we should stockpile with derisive laughter. It's simply a world they've never experienced.
Not to say that many haven't experienced hardship, having found themselves beaten down by way of rotten luck and their road to happiness being forever closed off by the very same austerity we've been assured no longer exists, though harrowing warnings of economics collapse aren't likely to have a market with this particular demographic. When you've got nothing to lose a gamble which constitutes a seismic upheaval of an entire country doesn't seem especially high risk. Hell, it may even seem worth a punt. Who cares if it's being sold to you by an anthropomorphic pork scratching who's seemingly spent fifty years squatting in an ashtray? The status quo hasn't been much help, so why support its continuation?
Yet that's ultimately the key betrayal of Brexit. It's often said that Leave snatched victory owing to their appeals to emotion and playing on the fears of the most vulnerable. That's the modus operandi of a confidence swindle after all, right down to victim not coming wise to the grift until the unfortunate consequences are dumped unceremoniously upon their doorstep – and the swindlers in this instance have got all they need to keep you entranced in their spell until they've scarpered beyond the sunset to the nearest tax haven.
Specifically the claims of their opponents being so far detached from what the majority have experienced, they couldn't possibly be true.
Could they?
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Believe in Britain? I'm not sure I can.
January 19, 2019 Graham Lithgow	Leave a comment
"Believe in Britain." Now there's a phase you'll have heard a lot these past few years – specifically as a tiresome mantra forever echoing through the ripples of political discourse, all the while shamelessly masquerading as a valid argument.
You'd think that such vacuous drivel wouldn't have much in the way of life expectancy when it comes to surviving in the harsh environment of rigorous debate, immediately withering into the intellectual void from whence it came upon detecting the faintest whiff of a cogent argument but alas – a logical and rational time this is not; rigorous debate having long since given way to cheap point scoring and meaningless sloganeering.
Still as pitiful a point it may be, it does seem to be an oddly persuasive smear against anyone who doesn't buy into it – as though the mere suggestion that Britain can't sustain itself on fervent patriotism and perceived glory alone is tantamount to treason.
A prerequisite of "Believing in Britain" appears to be deluding yourself to the point whereby you consider one of the most disastrously inept ministers of all time as "brilliant".
However, putting aside for one moment that it's an entirely cretinous argument to make in response to legitimate concerns, is there really anything to base it upon to begin with? Is the Britain of today really able to justify such blind faith proclaiming undoubted brilliance?
Well, no – but before I'm burnt at the stake for being a traitor surreptitiously attempting to undermine British democracy with a Soros funded lack of faith in the intangible, let's actually take a look at the situation we're in.
Brexit was always heralded as an opportunity to take back control, making our own decision on laws most wouldn't be able to name and strike billion dollar international trade deals over a spot of afternoon tea. Though snark aside, the "control" aspect was never anything more than a tantalising hook for the electorate to sink their teeth into, before realising all too late that there wasn't anything for them to bite off – having been sold the very same parliamentary sovereignty we already had.
In any event, post referendum a further emphasis was heaped upon Parliament. With the eyes of a sceptical world fixed firmly upon them, the boasts of the campaign trail had to suddenly yield fruit. So just how did the government, democratically elected by the populace, fare in their two year audition to showcase British brilliance?
As it turns out – miserably.
If you ever wondered as to why May was so desperate to force through her Brexit without Parliament's approval, well – there you go.
Yet was any of this really surprising? A divided nation inevitably gives way to a divided Parliament – and when you add into the mix that they're attempting to deliver a poorly thought out fantasy which has more interpretations than the ending of Inception, the befuddled paralysis we're left with was always the inescapable outcome.
Sure you can buy into the Farage stained conspiracies of establishment sabotage if you're that way inclined; you can even somewhat more credibly point to a cabinet so starved of talent and intuition that they're still employing a Transport Secretary who's unable to organise a traffic jam, but all of this is merely window dressing ultimately obscuring your view from the fatal problem – Britain has found itself hopelessly lost, crawling ever deeper down a Brexit rabbit hole while its hubris has entirely discounted the idea that perhaps they should turn back.
While there is a certain irony that a nation desperate to regain a perceived sense of control has now resigned itself to remain stubbornly locked on course to an outcome which will cut off its global standing at the knees, the real point of interest comes by way of comparison with the other side – namely the European Union.
"Globalism" and the apparently radical notion of tight knit cooperation with other countries may have been significantly tainted by the relentless propaganda machine of hardcore nationalists, but during the eternal dysfunction of Britain's pitiful attempts at negotiation with the EU, the benefits of a resolute political union of 27 countries working towards a common goal has proved to be a dominant hand which a deluge of haphazard posturing was simply unable to overcome.
If you thought Boris Johnson was a bit of a tit, wait until you get a load of pseudo Boris.
There's no denying that Britain is a country steeped in history, rich in innovation and military conquest. The British Empire spanned the globe which seems an unfathomable achievement for a comparatively tiny island – but none of that helps us now. The world in which this was achieved no longer exists outside of a Nigel Farage wet dream. It's true that Britain has been a big player in recent decades, currently boasting one of the largest economies in the world – yet the former Sick Man of Europe didn't achieve this by throwing up the barricades. Unhindered access to the largest trading block on the planet became a fundamental cornerstone of our prosperity, deluding ourselves otherwise is a denial of the very history we eagerly seek to hold aloft.
There's nothing wrong with appreciating Britain's history, nor is there with feeling a vicarious sense of pride from the triumph of our ancestors – but to use the accomplishments of generations of which very few remain as an infallible, all encompassing counter argument and expect it to hold weight irrespective of the astonishing incompetence of those currently steering our destiny is a fool's errand, granting our wretched leaders an undeserved safety net from accountability.
Having pride in your nation is one thing, but willingly allowing it to manifest as arrogance, flipping the bird to our friends and colleagues as we plummet into the abyss, is to pour scorn upon decades of cooperation and unity that granted our little island its lofty stature on the global stage.
Cooperation is to be cherished, not sneered at. After all, as those who feverishly cite our historical achievements should well know, we wouldn't have won the war without it.
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The Big Brexit Debate – A Rather Irreverent Retrospective
November 7, 2018 Graham Lithgow	Leave a comment
Poor Nigel. Old Leatherface Farage hasn't been having the best of times recently. It now seems a near certainty that he'll be facing an interrogation session or two courtesy of the NCA, owing to his significant association with poor man's rich man Arron Banks and his ever spinning web of obfuscation. There's also been whispers that the FBI are still sniffing around after the repugnant scent of this especially odious person of interest too. These are merely whispers of course, but it doesn't look like Farage's trousers are going to be a tint other than an ominous shade of brown for a while yet.
Not to worry though, at least he's still on television – gurning away with all the innate charm of a long since discarded slab of ham that's been rotting away in a septic tank for nigh on 20 years. The venue this time was Channel Four with their recently aired 'The Big Brexit Debate'.
Nigel's favourite topic, right? You'd have thought this a wonderful opportunity for Mr Farage to engage with the electorate and proselytise about the "proper" Brexit he claims they voted for.
Alas, it didn't go quite to plan.
If you think that smile seems insincere, just wait until you see his attempts towards the end of the show.
The premise of the show was fairly simple. Channel Four, in conjunction with polling company Survation, had carried out the largest independent survey on all matters Brexit in a bid to get some indication as to what the country currently thinks. Over 20,000 people from across all constituencies took part, so we're talking pretty big numbers in terms of polling with all the relevant details being found here.
So what actually happened? What exactly was it that tripped the switch in Nigel's brain, transforming him from your run of the mill, sleazy propagandist to a babbling loon who gave the impression of being only a few breakdowns away from Alex Jones?
Probably this:
"Will of the people" you say?
This result naturally sent Farage into a full scale meltdown, offering up the frankly bizarre insistence that all this proved in his mind was that Leave would win a hypothetical people's vote by a bigger margin than previously, before rounding off the night with a typically paranoid tirade bemoaning the studio being full of Remainers. An unhinged conspiracy which drew surprisingly loud cheers from Leave voters in the audience to say that they weren't there.
To be fair to poor Nigel, his narrative had taken a bit of a pounding all night. Not only did the public seem rather more keen on free movement than his utterances over the decades might suggest (though as panellist Sir John Curtice pointed out, the semantics of the question often sway the answer), he also suffered the indignity of being a far less favourable option than his omnifoe Theresa May when it came to who'd get the best Brexit deal.
Though it has to be said, nobody else really fared much better. Even Corbyn.
Anyone else starting to get the feeling that a "good" Brexit deal is simply impossible?
As fun as it is to laugh at Nigel for being a hapless tit who's as representative of the British people as Prince Charles is of the working class, it wasn't all joy for those cheering on Remain. Most strikingly, only 48% of 18-24 year old respondents signalled their intent to definitely vote in a potential future vote – not shifting one iota from the actual turnout of young people in 2016.
This left the otherwise composed Caroline Lucas somewhat dumbfounded, while giving those banking on the notion of a Brexit induced political awakening amongst the nation's whippersnappers significant pause for thought. Perhaps a repeat of the harsh lesson struck on the morning following the referendum – there's a myriad of differing perspectives outside the confines of your echo chamber from which nothing can be safely assumed.
This brings us onto undoubtedly the most striking moment of the night, courtesy of one Barry Gardiner.
Craftily planted alongside Tory Justice Secretary David Gauke, most of his evening predictably descended into a policy based dick measuring contest; the eternal rivals squabbling for what seemed like a century over which of their deeply flawed Brexit manifestos best respected 2016's result.
However an evening spent picking apart the endless minutiae attached to the hopelessly nebulous 'will of the people' concept came to an abrupt whistle stop when the answer to the big question finally came, leaving poor Mr Gardiner looking as though host Krishnan Guru-Murthy had revealed himself to be a medium with Barry having been dead the entire time.
Ever get the feeling you're playing for the wrong team?
Gardiner's potential moral quandary aside, the big question which still lingers is what does it all mean? And where does it leave the potential for a people's vote?
Firstly, as satisfying as the outcome may have been for treasonous Remainer types such as myself, to use this as conclusive proof of a shift in the zeitgeist would be foolish on two counts. Not only does a gratuitous sense of self righteousness ultimately serve nobody, it would simply give rise to the same naive complacency which likely cost Remain dear last time out. Furthermore, it's just a poll. As large as the sample size was and irrespective of how meticulous Survation were in their methodology, it ultimately can only serve as cautious insight as to what the prevailing mood actually is. Favourable towards Remain perhaps, but it's still just a tiny glimpse into what might be out there.
As for the supposed necessity of a people's vote, one of the best arguments for this arguably came by way of inadvertent implication – and it was all thanks to Harriet Ellis.
More commonly known as "the girl who rolled her eyes as Farage was talking".
I know how you feel. We all do.
She was assumed by many to simply be a Remain voter, understandably frustrated at yet more witless bloviations from Nigel Farage. But no, she actually voted for Brexit – and it's her reasons for doing so which struck me the most.
Rather than adopting the assumed pro-Brexit stance of being against immigration, she's actually in favour of it; viewing Brexit as a way of ensuring that immigrants across the globe get a fair chance to settle in Britain without priority being given to EU nationals.
An atypical stance indeed, but it's this diversity of opinion which ought to define what a people's vote should really be about. While many supporters of the idea are unsurprisingly weary Remainers who see it as a chance to right a wrong, it'd be to their great folly if they were to hold that up as the overriding motivation.
Brexit doesn't mean Brexit. The public voted Leave for plethora of reasons, each specifically devised from their own individual convictions. Sweeping generalisations may be of benefit to simplicity but they stifle debate to the point where nuance becomes lost beneath the broad strokes of lazy categorisation.
I'm sure many Remainers will be heartened by the show's outcome, but it'd be all to easy to miss the subtext beneath the surface. People by their very nature have a wide variety of opinions on this subject – and it'd be a betrayal of the very democracy Brexit was supposed to stand for to not ask each and every one of them what they think.
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Nigel Farage and the Great Brexit Swindle
October 31, 2018 Graham Lithgow	Leave a comment
You've all heard of one hit wonders. Rick Astley? Dexys Midnight Runners? Those two bald blokes of which one was presumably called Fred? You know who I'm talking about. They'll continue to tour and release new material, toiling up and down the country flogging their internally cherished but outwardly forgettable new album; but the majority of their modest audience are only there for one thing – that one hit song which brought about an all too fleeting moment of fame. Try as they might, all the other numbers are just an excuse for punters to nip off for a piss.
If only such a concept was indeed limited to the musical world but alas, we're not so fortunate. After all, were such yawnsome regurgitation be confined to an ailing pop act clinging onto some form of relevancy, we'd have been spared the excruciating presence of a political super-group ("super" being used in the loosest possible sense of course) banding together from the remnants of various bands of Eurosceptics and hitting the road.
Yes, fresh off the back of the Vote Leave scandal, ex-members have joined forces with disparate Brexiteer tribute acts from across the nation and formed a truly malignant conglomerate – Leave Means Leave. Fronted no less by a man so toxic, Vote Leave didn't even let him join the band in the first place.
Of course I speak of the self styled "Bad Boy of Brexit" himself – Nigel Farage.
It's like that time Pink Floyd reformed for Live 8, only this time they have absolutely no interest in helping foreigners.
Rather like The Fall, with each gig the line up is ever changing – save for Farage adopting the Mark E. Smith role, albeit only bothering to emulate the booze soaked, old-before-its-time chassis from the late singer and leaving the wit, charm and enduring talent firmly to one side.
Though whichever backing member is flanking Nigel, whether it be the dull witted, semi-coherence of Tim Martin or the ghoulish detachment of Jacob Rees-Mogg, they're ultimately just window dressing – Farage is the main attraction.
But why, having previously claimed he was done with politics and "wanted his life back", has Nigel backtracked on his self imposed "retirement" from the front line politics he was never especially a part of and hit the Brexit campaign trail once more? To deliver the "proper" Brexit he previously promised yet continues to define in varying contradictory terms? Perhaps, but the £6 entry fee for Leave Means Leave gigs likely provides a more telling insight into his motivations.
Surprisingly, there weren't many takers.
Let's face facts – Nigel Farage is a one note performer. Brexit has ultimately been his only political aim and, once it's been achieved, there's not really anywhere else for him to go. You could argue that, having ripped Britain from the oddly unrestrictive shackles of the nefarious EU via subterfuge, his mission has been accomplished, but that would only serve to paint half a picture. Farage is not only a wealthy man who enjoys a lifestyle of privilege and comfort but also craves the spotlight – and when you're known as "Mr Brexit" there's few prizes for guessing that Brexit and Brexit alone is the only field which will ever bear fruit for Nigel.
Which is precisely why his recent cries lamenting a supposed Brexit "sell-out" were unlikely to be laced with as much anger as one might initially expect.
"Sell-out" being a term that was never once associated with his recent tour of Australia.
Dubious indignation aside, being able to impose such a narrative really is the gift that keeps on giving for Farage. Think about it – not only will he be guaranteed yet more uniformly tortuous media appearances to bolster his profile and swell his bank account, but it also gives him plausible deniability for the unremitting chaos that is ever the more suffocating our country with each passing day. The idea of "If only we'd listened to Nigel, Brexit would have been sorted by now!" may be absurd but there's nevertheless still life to be had in this most deceptive of rhetoric. As easy as it is to mock those at the Leave Means Leave rallies for looking like the cast of Last of the Summer Wine at a 30 year reunion they're still showing up, paying the entry fee and cheering along with each and every reality denying utterance which spills from Nigel's nicotine stained lips, topping up the fuel tanks as the Brexit gravy train chugs ever onward.
It's not as though Farage hasn't tried over avenues. He recently underwent a tour of Australia with his "An Entertaining Evening with Nigel Farage" show – though given the lack of ticket sales and outright cancellation of the event in Sydney, it seems likely that many Australians considered an evening spent having their genitals gnawed off by a venomous spider a more entertaining alternative than paying good money to listen to the embittered bloviations of the one poisonous snake who still can't find his way into the British Parliament.
So with his post-Brexit dreams of being an internationally renown raconteur having already disappeared round the u-bend where does that leave poor Nigel? Well, it's true that he's managed to secure a semi-regular stint as a Fox News contributor over in the States but that's never struck me as something with much of a shelf life. Brexit aside, the only genuine recognition he gets in the States is as a preposterous British caricature who unquestioningly offers snivelling deference to President Trump. Once that particular nightmare is over, Americans will see another fade into obscurity in a rather inviting 'two for the price of one' deal.
I'm not sure his plans for the leading role in a remake of Casablanca will yield much success either.
Truth be known, Brexit is really all Nigel Farage has. However long this seemingly eternal omnishambles blunders on Nigel will be there, feeding off it like a parasite. It gives him life, it gives him fame and it brings him money. It matters not that he's got no solutions himself, he never had – unless you count the one he kept exclusively for himself.
Brexit may have thrown millions of lives in a state of paralysis, left many wondering whether they'll still have a job or even a home when all's said and done. But Nigel's not worried – the frontman of the merry band of charlatans who brought this all about in the first place will still be whistling a joyful tune.
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Believe in Brexit or we'll burn your house down
October 7, 2018 Graham Lithgow	1 Comment
Scaremongering seems to have become somewhat of a buzzword in recent times. For each and every warning of Brexit induced economic calamity that passes the lips of an intellectually sound and extensively qualified expert, a caddish, booze drenched perpetual parliamentary failure will immediately materialise to indignantly dismiss it all as "Project Fear" – a phrase which would be far more at home adorning the bass drum in a sadly forgotten 70s progressive rock outfit than it is muddying the waters of British political discourse.
If you're expecting something more substantial, I'm afraid I can only disappoint. There are no robust counterpoints, no detailed mathematical breakdowns which clearly demonstrates exactly how and why the experts are wrong – those two words are really all that's on offer here. Save for the insinuation that such gloomy predictions are all the work of a nebulous cabal of globalist Remainers funded entirely by George Soros – a man who invokes such unbridled rage within Nigel Farage that I can only presume Soros ran over his dog at some point.
Would you trust your entire future to this man? If "yes" – please consult your local GP.
As illogical as such flagrantly empty propaganda is however, it's undeniable that it does the trick. So much so that it's allowed disconcerting amounts of bona fide scaremongering to slither its way into the zeitgeist – alarmingly unchecked.
Case in point being this recent screed of stupefying insanity from Tony Parsons – a piece which includes a leap of logic so vast, it circumnavigates the globe twice.
Upon first coming across this festering morsel of unfettered bilge, I was initially expecting to have enough in the way of usable material in order to craft a moderately detailed response. However, having waded through this especially sorry portion of the septic swamp that is Parsons' mind, it became apparent that there wasn't anything even vaguely substantive to respond to. All I got was that there's a considerable far right presence in Germany, Merkel's power is waning and as such we must proceed with Brexit otherwise violence will ensue in Britain. An argument so lacking in logical coherence, it's rather difficult to view it as an argument at all – instead being easier to categorise as an oblique threat should Tony and his fellow travellers not get their own way.
Not to do Mr Parsons a complete disservice, there was a sliver of a rationale behind his ramblings – albeit one with such a flimsy structural integrity that it would buckle under pressure in a similar manner to ladder constructed entirely out of paper.
Namely, the betrayal of democracy argument.
Project Fear – it comes in many forms.
It's an argument you'll hear a lot. Fantasist enabler in chief Nigel Farage is most certainly a fan, going as far to threaten to "pick up a rifle" should the great Brexit swindle not come to pass. Of course should Brexit be defeated in a second vote, this would merely be democracy in action as opposed to a treasonous act of betrayal; a fact which should be clearly apparent to anyone possessing sufficient intellect to outwit the average pebble. So why, despite the absurdity of the argumentation and the staggering hypocrisy behind the promises of civil unrest, does it remain so popular?
Simple. It appeals to the base.
Remember when the EU stole Christmas? No, me neither.
There's nothing quite like perpetuating a victimhood narrative should you wish to invoke fury amongst your ranks. Everyone remembers the propagandist nonsense that was spewed out in the run up to the referendum after all. You know, how swathes of suspicious dark skinned chancers are flooding onto our shores from far off foreign lands, destroying what it means to be British and hell bent on stealing your specific sense of freedom in particular? Xenophobic bollocks perhaps, but it got people angry and inspired the Brexit base to mobilise.
Though this tactic is far from self sustaining. Not only do you lose the mantle of 'downtrodden underdog' when you've supposedly won the day, there's also potential repercussions that come with the victory being so Pyrrhic in nature that it's only a matter of time before your disciples realise they've been hoodwinked.
So what do you do? Why switch to another teat of imperceptible persecution of course. Keep stoking those fires of resentment, continue to blame the EU for Brexit's every failing and, most insidiously of all, implant the idea that the self absorbed elitist establishment are somehow trying to subvert the will of the common man – an act so heinous that, by way of unscrupulous implication, violence is presented as the only solution; a two pronged assault on the very foundations of a functioning democracy that serves to both intimidate and spawn dissent. If it's good enough for Donald Trump, it's certainly good enough for his most simpering of lickspittles.
Most depressingly of all, this leads us onto perhaps the most bitter of ironies. The truth is, widespread civil unrest only really occurs in a country that is crumbling under the weight of its own dysfunction. Things haven't really been too bad in recent times for Britain. There's been pockets of disruption for sure, but nothing that has infected the general populace to the extent that it's created a self sustaining uprising of revolt capable of bringing the country to its knees. As long as there's food on the shelves, employment opportunities to be had and a functioning healthcare system people are generally happy to mind their own business, never letting their sense of disgruntlement escalate to chucking a Molotov through the window of their local police station.
Should Nigel Farage get his way and a no-deal Brexit does indeed transpire however:
Scaremongering? Perhaps – but this isn't the work of the eternally nefarious George Soros trying to swipe the sovereignty out of your back pocket.
This is our own government.
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Чанатхип Сонгкрасин (; род. 5 октября 1993 года), также известный как Джей () — тайский профессиональный футболист, который играет за «Кавасаки Фронтале» в Лиге J1. Он также представляет сборную Таиланда.

Клубная карьера

«БЭК Теро Сасана»
Чанатхип попал в первую команду «БЭК Теро Сасана» по инициативе тренера Эндрю Орда, который также был его тренером в молодёжной команде. 6 мая 2012 года Чанатхип забил гол в матче чемпионата против «Порта», сделав вклад в победу своего клуба со счётом 2:0. В начале 2013 года Чанатхип получил предложение со стороны японского «Гамба Осака». В конце сезона он получил титул лучшего молодого игрока года.

В середине октября, в конце сезона 2013 года, «Симидзу С-Палс» из J-Лиги пригласил его на просмотр. В конце октября непосредственно генеральный директор «БЭК Теро Сасана» Роберт Прокурер сообщил, что немецкий клуб «Гамбург» пригласит Чанатхипа на просмотр по окончании сезона Бундеслиги 2014 года. Чанатхип мог стать вторым тайским игроком в Бундеслиге после Витхайи Лаохакула.

«Муангтонг Юнайтед»
27 января 2016 года было объявлено, что Чанатхип вместе с двумя своими товарищами по команде присоединятся на правах сезонной аренды к «Муангтонг Юнайтед». 1 мая 2016 года Чанатхип забил свой первый мяч за «Муангтонг Юнайтед», на 18-й минуте, когда он забил единственный гол в матче с «Чонбури» с передачи Тристана До. Позднее «Муангтонг Юнайтед» выкупил Чанатхипа за неназванную сумму. Он помог своему клубу выиграть тайскую лигу и Кубок тайской лиги 2016 года.

В 2017 году Чанатхип Сонгкрасин хорошо сыграл на групповом этапе Лиги чемпионов АФК. В первых двух матчах против «Брисбен Роар» и «Касима Антлерс», в которых «Муангтонг Юнайтед» сумел набрать четыре очка, Чанатхип был признан игроком матча.

«Консадоле Саппоро»
В декабре 2016 года было объявлено, что летом 2017 года Чанатхип на полтора года присоединится на правах аренды к новичку J-Лиги «Консадоле Саппоро». 11 января 2017 года «Консадоле Саппоро» официально представил Чанатхипа Сонгкрасина своим новым игроком. Этот трансфер состоялся благодаря впечатляющей игре Чанатхипа на чемпионате АСЕАН 2016 года, скауты «Консадоле Саппоро» следили за ним несколько лет. Чанатхип провёл первую половину сезона 2017 года с «Муангтонг Юнайтед», а затем в июле 2017 года отправился в Саппоро, Япония.

26 июля 2017 года Чанатхип дебютировал за «Консадоле Саппоро» в матче Кубка J-Лиги против «Сересо Осака», заменив Рйоту Айясаку на 46-й минуте. 29 июля 2017 года он вышел в стартовом составе матча чемпионата против «Урава Ред Даймондс». Это был его первый матч в Лиге J1. Кроме того, он стал первым тайским футболистом в высшей лиге Японии. Раньше другие тайцы выступали только в полупрофессиональных и низших профессиональных дивизионах Японии. 2 марта 2018 года он забил свой первый гол в J-лиге — головой в ворота «Сересо Осака» (3:3).

13 июля 2018 года Чанатхип подписал полноценный контракт с «Консадоле Саппоро» до 1 февраля 2019 года.

3 декабря 2018 года, после того как «Консадоле Саппоро» занял самое высокое в своей истории, четвёртое место в лиге J1 2018 года, товарищи по команде признали Чанатхипа самым ценным игроком клуба в сезоне. После этого он попал в символическую команду сезона чемпионата, став первым футболистом из Юго-Восточной Азии, сделавшим это.

«Кавасаки Фронтале»
В январе 2022 года Чанатхип присоединился к «Кавасаки Фронтале» стоимость трансфера составила около 3,8 миллиона долларов, побив рекорд J-лиги по самому дорогому внутреннему трансферу.

Международная карьера
Чанатхип Сонгкрасин начал представлять Таиланд на международной арене в юношеской сборной, он принял участие в Кубке Азии U-19 2012 года.

В основную сборную Чанатхипа впервые вызвал главный тренер Винфрид Шефер перед Кубком короля 2012 года, на этом турнире игрок и дебютировал. В том же году он участвовал в чемпионате АСЕАН. В 19 лет он стал самым молодым игроком, которого вызвал Винфрид Шефер.

В феврале 2013 года он забил свой первый гол за основную сборную в матче против Кувейта в рамках квалификации Кубка Азии 2015 года, однако этот гол оказался лишь голом престижа, Кувейт выиграл со счётом 3:1. После этой игры Чанатхип забил ещё один гол в товарищеском матче против Китая.

Он представлял молодёжную сборную Таиланда в играх Юго-Восточной Азии 2013 года и Азиатских играх 2014 года.

В 2014 году Чанатхип был в составе сборной Таиланда на чемпионате АСЕАН. На турнире Чанатхип забил первый гол в победном полуфинальном матче с Филиппинами (3:0) и отдал голевую передачу на Криркрита Тавикарна в первом матче финала с Малайзией (победа 2:0). Он также забил последний гол во втором матче, обеспечив Таиланду трофей. Впоследствии он был признан лучшим игроком турнира и стал самым молодым MVP чемпионата в возрасте 21 года.

В мае 2015 года он был вызван в сборную на матч квалификации чемпионата мира 2018 года против Вьетнама. Также Чанатхип выиграл Игры Юго-Восточной Азии 2015 года с молодёжной сборной.

В декабре 2016 года Чанатхип снова привёл Таиланд к победе в чемпионате АСЕАН, пятому титулу его сборной. Он также снова был награждён титулом самого ценного игрока и стал первым футболистом, получавшим титул дважды.

В декабре 2018 года был вызван в сборную для участия в Кубке Азии 2019 года. Во втором матче на Кубке забил единственный победный гол за свою сборную в ворота Бахрейна.

В декабре 2021 года Чанатхип был назначен капитаном сборной Таиланда на чемпионате АСЕАН 2020 года, команда выиграла турнир в шестой раз в своей истории. Он также был признан самым ценным игроком турнира.

Стиль игры
Чанатхип обычно выступает в роли плеймейкера, создавая голевые моменты для нападения. Он силён своей быстротой, ловкостью и дриблингом, может пройти до трёх противников за атаку. Чанатхип также владеет мощным и точным дальним ударом. Конгфоп Сонгкрасин, отец Чанатхипа и его первый тренер сказал, что пытался обучать сына стилю игры своего кумира, Диего Марадоны.

Примечания

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Игроки ФК «Полис Теро»
Игроки ФК «Муангтонг Юнайтед»
Игроки ФК «Хоккайдо Консадоле Саппоро»
Игроки ФК «Кавасаки Фронтале»

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Christian Rowland Reporting live for ODOGWU MEDIA....Former Premier League referee, Mark Clattenburg, has admitted he went into the 2-2 draw between Chelsea and Tottenham in May 2016, with a "gameplan.
According to Clattenburg, he did not want to be blamed for their failure to win the title.
Spurs needed to beat Chelsea at Stamford Bridge to keep their hopes alive and went 2-0 up before the break, but they ultimately let that lead slip in an ill-tempered second half.
In total, Mauricio Pochettino's men picked up nine yellow cards to Chelsea's three, while record fines of £375,000 and £225,000 were handed out to the clubs for failing to control their players.
Spurs' Mousa Dembele also received a six-match ban, for appearing to eye-gouge Chelsea's Diego Costa.
Now the head of refereeing for the Saudi Arabian Football Federation, Clattenburg told NBC's Men in Blazers podcast: "I went in with a gameplan, that I didn't want Tottenham blaming Mark Clattenburg that they were going to lose the title.
"There should have been three red cards to Tottenham. I allowed them [Spurs] to self-destruct so all the media, all the people in the world went: 'Tottenham lost the title.
"If I sent three players off from Tottenham, what are the headlines? 'Clattenburg cost Tottenham the title.
"It was pure theatre that Tottenham self-destructed against Chelsea and Leicester won the title.
Put to him that he had, to an extent, scripted the match, Clattenburg explained: "I helped the game. I certainly benefited the game by my style of refereeing.
"Some referees would have played by the book; Tottenham would have been down to seven or eight players and probably lost and they would've been looking for an excuse.
But i didn't give them an excuse, because my gameplan was: Let them lose the title.
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Obtain an article of an issue not held by the library?
The list of the new books each month with links to preview pages and publishing information.