smoke gets in my mirror (18/Sept/18)

they say “you’re only as old as you feel”… I’m in trouble then, because by rights I should be dead… unless I’m some kind of Methuselah… unquestionably past my ‘use by’ date and long beyond my ‘best by’… at least I’m recyclable and hopefully in the end I’ll prove to be more useful as compost… all’s not lost though, at least I seem to be coming back into fashion (again!) as I’ve just heard the latest clothing trend set to ‘explode’ onto the high street is to wear anything that doesn’t match but, and here’s the twist (not), ta daa!… in a way that appears like you haven’t made an effort, except that you have… could this be called post-ironic?… or ‘fake fashion’?… needless to say I’ve been doing unconscious mismatch for years, in fact decades, so it’s hilariously heartening to see that once again I’m at the vanguard of ‘cool’, it was the same when lumberjack check shirts made a ‘comeback’ proving that if you wait long enough and don’t keep falling for the cons and eye-candy changing your wardrobe every five minutes often at the expense of exploited workers in far-flung out-of-sight-out-of-mind countries it all comes around again, and again and again and… I’m just waiting for denim jackets to return to the catwalk… and look, even mobile phones are getting bigger again, so much so will have to start calling them something else, maybe laptops?…. so, there’s no such thing as a fashion faux pas, just ‘retro’ but if anyone falls for this stuff as being new then I think some of us can rightly smirk a justifiably wry grin…… ah yes, good old smoke and mirrors, always there when you need them…… even vinyl, as in records, it’s ‘back’!… apparently… though it’s never been away, just consigned to the world of the second-hand, charity shops and record fairs, but why pass up an excuse to reinvent the wheel, claim it as your own and charge an arm, a leg, a kidney, a lung and while you’re at it one hemisphere of your brain, after all you have a spare and clearly aren’t using both, for the privilege of buying it… again…… all part of life’s rich cultural mêlée I suppose, to feel relevant in this post-apocalyptic decay… oh yes, didn’t you get the memo?… the apocalypse has already happened, it’s just a bit of a slow-burner, after all, isn’t ‘slow’ also the latest go-to fad-fest so why shouldn’t there be a slow-apocalypse…… especially as there’s no shortage of zombies out there following the lemmings over the selfie-cliff……

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scraps (2/Sept/18)

it’s one of those days when all the colours have been drained away leaving a coating of grey…

… there, the best line I wrote yesterday, all the rest uses the word grey a lot and not much else so I won’t bore you with the padding…

… a magpie of crackling outside the doors, yes, as I sit here writing these very words… what came first, the magpie or the words?… don’t answer, it’s rhetorical, and obvious… can’t work out what it wants, I don’t speak ‘pie

.. well, yesterday was a day for news… what a day for news… Costa Coffee has been sold to Coke-a-Cola, sadly another cafe struck from my go-to list… Neil Young has remarried (aka singer, musician, CSNY et al, part-time grump) to Daryl Hannah the actress as it happens, didn’t see that one coming but then again that’s Neil for you, unpredictable to say the least but undoubtedly living to the full… a painting of Nigel Farage, the right-wing political extremist, erstwhile leader of the far-right, anti-European, anti-anyone not deemed “English” party UKIP (aka United Kingdom Independence Party) and incidentally Trump apologist and sycophant was included in a charity art auction and succeeded in raising a grand total of… zilch, zero, nothing, sod all… not a single bid of interest not even in the name of charity did anyone want to sully their wallets nor suffer a charity to receive hand-outs from a representation from the proceeds of what is no better than criminal being one of the instigators in why we are where we are now with regard to Brexit, a UK in tatters where bitterness, bile, hate thy neighbour, racism and division rule this stained unpleasant land… so every cloud does have a silver lining after all……

… anyway, enough of that, three bits of news a day, has to be enough surely… actually I’ve read and listened to far more but we’d be here forever and I for one, and I’m sure more so yourself, wouldn’t want that and have better things to do like clip your toenails or watch paint dry…

… I’m coming to the end of the current novel I’m reading and have slowed down hoping to make it last, I don’t want it to end… a fool’s errand I know but still… I’m sure my next one will be just as good just I haven’t decided what it’ll be yet…

… I’ve probably wrote enough for today, a Sunday, a day of rest, apparently… I find Sunday’s a bit of a chameleon, hiding in plain sight…

© 2018 robert greig

be’leavers (30/August/18)

let’s get something straight, or at least less crooked than seems to be the case in some people’s heads, such vague recriminations as “why did Wales vote to leave the EU?” are as unhelpful as they are uninformed and the kind of ignorant language I expect only from hard-line so-called, self-styled brexiteers, or those advocating severing all ties with the European Union… as in the EU, not Europe the continental shelf itself, in which it has been constantly interpreted in a dangerously lazy shorthand during  this debacle… it is frustrating having to reiterate what is out there for all to see, the actual facts on the pros and cons of what the EU has become from its original inception actually way back in the 1940’s, and yet too many too ready to parrotly regurgitate and blithely kowtow to the simplistic, puerile and all-too often petulant headlining dominating certain media, political and interest groups, neglecting to pay a blind bit of attention anything that requires more than a stretch of a Tweet or suchlike… ‘Wales’ did not as the quote accuses, choose to leave the EU… out of a 72% turnout (figures rounded-up), which means over a quarter of the electorate didn’t which incidentally closely reflected the UK-average turnout, 52.5% voted to leave (though what isn’t clear is individual reasons for doing so) and 47.5% to remain, figures suggestive of a population close to an even split… counting actual people rather than percentages there was a difference of a mere 82,525 out of a total turnout of 1,626,919, which incidentally still left 643,353 who didn’t bother to vote…… hardly resounding nor a landslide nor justifies the, as has so frequently been insidiously claimed and far from justifies the dominating narrative and group-speak, that Wales (as though it is a single mind-mass) voted to leave the EU… such language can, and has in many quarters, become self-fulfilling and merely reflects the consequences of a mood at the time of the EU referendum alongside how effective propaganda can truly be at manipulating opinion, but constantly treating Wales as a scapegoat for the ills of Brexit, an attitude even evident amongst so-called remainers, is somewhat disingenuous and exposes a simplistic ignorance that beggars belief.

© 2018 robert greig