Posts by Hebe
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Hard News: Squatting in the Square, in reply to
Suburbistan: nice. No compost heaps there. Nasty, smelly, dirrrty things.
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Hard News: Squatting in the Square, in reply to
British “alternative” political scenes could be bloody awful like that.
+1 To clarify: I lasted six to eight months at CND as commissioning editor before I bolted -- and didn't cover myself in glory during my time there. I was way too naive to be doing that job. After all that I stayed out of politics in London.
One great thing was a huge night celebrating something momentous (I have no idea what ) "under the arches" at a railway station. We whitewashed miles and miles of brick walls in the caverns. Red Wedge musos played, lefty celebrities swished and swirled and thousands partied. -
Hard News: Squatting in the Square, in reply to
But it was interesting as well because a bit of me really hated the depressing grimness of London at that time (including the political correctness of the Square)
I ran into both in London. The grimness was awful, reinforced by the Thatcher years. Then I went to work at CND, where the political correctness astounded me. Many wonderful people there but I couldn’t be that doctrinaire. And I found, to my amazement, I was put in the “colonial” box.
I watched the film last night and it exerted a healing effect. I remembered the good times – and how the alternative London “vibe” charmed me – and that’s not my usual recollect of those years. Thanks Alastair for that and your comment I quoted: it’s put some conflicting feelings to rest.
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Not long after I let the story go – I moved on to another show – I was out with a camera operator who’d been there at the funeral, who’d filmed Mark Lundy and claimed there were no tears behind those hysterical sobs.
That always got to beloved and I: Lundy is such a terrible actor. That funeral performance was hollow, and I can believe the no tears claim. I'll be examining the video when it is inevitably replayed on the TV news
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Pupdate: 17 weeks old. Little Daisy stole a couple of hearts of our good friends and has been at her new home for 10 days. She has enslaved a dinky couple and has apparently settled into her new life of luxury. We will have holiday-sit swaps and visits.
Nina with the white-tip tail and paws is Greg's devotee. He is rapt: Nina is a fine smart and sassy pup. He's been waiting for years for a successor to his huntaway Wyvern, who he had for near 19 years. She is lovely, though her mission in life is to sleep with one of my shoes and my hairbrush at all times!
Cara the mother sadly became very ill when the pups were about eight weeks old, and we made the difficult decision to have her put down. She had a period of about a month where, although she never mothered the pups, she was delighted to have playmates. The pups and Cara often curled up to sleep together in the day, or ran about in the garden, so they had some bonding time that made up a little for their difficult beginning. So now to training: we have some things established, and now we down to one, the time to do it.
We're surfacing from a winter of illness, surprise puppies and redundancy into a spring of possibility and a wonderful new life that seems sent to raise all our spirits!
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Great video. What an amazing place those people have created among the Lambeth grime.
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Hard News: Thursday Music: Doing the Business, in reply to
Like the Marixst critique discussed previously here, this is a commentary from someone so caught up in her POV she doesn’t get how goddamn imperialist it is. Yes, a kid in New Zealand is going to to see the Jay Z/Kanye album (which is the specific root of the lyrics) as distant and irrelevant to her life with her friends. Fucksake.
Quite. Stupid dumbhead that columnist. I wanted to swear lots when I read that.
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Hard News: Thursday Music: Doing the Business, in reply to
She's looking at vinyl: not pods or pads or CDs!
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Lorde: how amazing! Go well. My family is cheering her on: she's inspiring my 15-year-olds to keep working on their projects.
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Hard News: Another Saturday Night, in reply to
grammar cop :)
The grammar grump has never been a court reporter: the fact that cops can tweet understandably is amazing. I had extreme difficulty not snorting with glee as the poker-faced young man in blue droned "I was proceeding in a southerly direction on Whatever Street when....." Police back then never walked or drove, they always proceeded.
I like the snapshot of Saturday night on duty: would be curious to see a similar record of Christchurch.