when in doubt....
the chat i was looking forward to happened without my attendance. it appears that the venue was other than where advertised and being that i am not in the al-aqsa fundamentalist support group i didn't get the memo in venue change. i did however get to hear one of the attendees on the radio proclaiming that it was unfortunate not many of our youth turned up to show their solidarity and learn from those youth's in 'palestine' who have taken up arms, throw stones when they can..... praise be to allah that that ain't the case over here is all i can say...
i took a meander around the 'company gardens' where 'black noise' was giving a concert and others were raising awareness for human rights and then stumbled into the national gallery to look at an exhibition titled 'invoice'. a few incredible images and some that although they weren't amazing to look at captured a time gone by that made the images astounding to look at purely for there historical importance. there was one of a group of police officers who had barricaded a street holding shamboks looking like thy meant business, and this african man, the photographer, stood in front of them all and snapped it, pushed the button and closed the shutter...
then we left, i called a friend and whilst on the mobile a gang of wolves tried to mugg us...
one pulled a certain someone one way to show him his knife and another grabbed me to get hold of my bag, certain someone yelled at the menace and asked him what the hell he was thinking with that knife, i spun and screamed like a banshee........ my screaming and his yelling clearly caught them off balance and the pack backed off leaving us to regroup and exercise the power of our vocal cords....and all of this while still on the phone.
while i would have thought in such a situation i would have gone all ninja and spanked some ass it appeared that our rather vocal diplomacy was what got us out of what could have been a bloody penniless situation rather quickly.
go team!
i have seen others go manic and bash in heads and i can say that while there is some residual angst left over in the blood stream that can be worked and sweated out later i am happier that we ghandi'd the situation.
happy human rights day!
i took a meander around the 'company gardens' where 'black noise' was giving a concert and others were raising awareness for human rights and then stumbled into the national gallery to look at an exhibition titled 'invoice'. a few incredible images and some that although they weren't amazing to look at captured a time gone by that made the images astounding to look at purely for there historical importance. there was one of a group of police officers who had barricaded a street holding shamboks looking like thy meant business, and this african man, the photographer, stood in front of them all and snapped it, pushed the button and closed the shutter...
then we left, i called a friend and whilst on the mobile a gang of wolves tried to mugg us...
one pulled a certain someone one way to show him his knife and another grabbed me to get hold of my bag, certain someone yelled at the menace and asked him what the hell he was thinking with that knife, i spun and screamed like a banshee........ my screaming and his yelling clearly caught them off balance and the pack backed off leaving us to regroup and exercise the power of our vocal cords....and all of this while still on the phone.
while i would have thought in such a situation i would have gone all ninja and spanked some ass it appeared that our rather vocal diplomacy was what got us out of what could have been a bloody penniless situation rather quickly.
go team!
i have seen others go manic and bash in heads and i can say that while there is some residual angst left over in the blood stream that can be worked and sweated out later i am happier that we ghandi'd the situation.
happy human rights day!
posted by TM at 6:46 pm
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