An Occupiers Perspective
London’s most infamous squatting campaigner giving a rare workshop on creating and running social centres.
20 years of experience in 1 hour! Don’t miss out
#freesociety How to Create a Social Centre by Phoenix
Great to do workshop at the free education movement squat kings cross.briliant atmosphere,next wave onnit.real treat to hear SOAS Ceilidh band[…]
BROMLEY COUNCIL BUDGET-SETTING MEETING
Just a little while ago, I spoke to a volunteer called Norman at the Bromley Borough Foodbank. He told me the story of a man who has not eaten for almost a week, has cancer in his ankle, having chemotherapy and found fit for work….the poor man sobbed his heart out[…]
I’ve made my choice in life and that is to fight I know people disagree with my life choices sometimes and I understand why but for me there is no way back.. It’s in my blood and I would rather die trying than walking away I’m rich in many other ways and to me money[…]Read more →
Poem written today on the morning walk-down of the trucks at Barton Moss Protection Camp, by Linwë Ar-Feiniel
Give way, allow time
Thought riddles unravel rhymes
Seasons change, the river winds
Around the bend, the ivy climbs.
Whose voice cries strangled in the vines?
Whose wrath impels tectonic lines?
Whose face though weary, with wisdom[…]
“What have you got to hide” from the MI5/6?
I am an LSE Alumni, a devoted mother and social/political activist. I also happen to be a woman who almost lost her life mainlining heroin and /or cocaine, that is (for any of you that may not know) directly into my veins. So when I heard[…]
Graveyard Shift at Barton Moss by Tammy Samede, Occupier and Fractivist.
Me and Guinevere doing the graveyard shift sitting round campfire keeping an eye out whilst the rest of the tribe is sleeping
I wasn’t online yesterday as I was having a chilled Sunday with Kate,Marie and Diane. Etc
We had a lovely dinner[…]
A few words from Silver Fox on location at Barton Moss Community Protection Camp on his 65th Birthday.
How many lives I have led?
It has been a truly amazing journey.
As a small child growing up in a Nissan hut squatted by my parents when the Bevin boys uleft the Colliery in 1953,[…]
Today the lorries arrived and so did the police. However the police remained in their vans at each end of Barton moss road . We blockaded the lorries peacefully and slowly walked in front of them up to the site. Not a single police officer came anywhere near. We got to the gates of igas[…]Read more →
Being at the Barton Moss Protection Camp is like being at sea. There are tides, surges, waves and ripples. Calm periods and storms. There’s always the risk of losing a friend overboard. On Monday I was one of those lost to sea, lost to the GMP.
GMP = Greater Manchester Police. It was actually a[…]