Suspects Sought

London is playing catch up in the paranoia stakes right now. I remember it well, furtive eyeballing of 'olive-skinned' individuals, wide berths for backpack-toting bearded men...that was then (NYC fall 2001), and now... it seems to me that fear is "the new black." We instill it in our people to exert indirect control. London is no newcomer to such things, the IRA had their fun, but what happens when they go away? We'll get a new bugbear, a disparate, desperate underclass of pissed-off Muslims, ready to subject us to a little Jerry Bruckenheimer magic.
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Hhmm...as I contemplate the 2hr train trip to London, I am a bit put off by the thought of coming home in a shopping bag of "choice cuts." Fuck it! Another glass of white wine and an hour reading conspiracy theories on the web is far more relaxing.

Living in the Sussex countryside has its ups and downs... on the upside: I don't shit myself every morning worrying if I will be shot for my Freitag bag or because I wear my "winter" leather jacket. The downside is I feel totally disconnected from the zeitgeist of the city.

London is playing catch up in the paranoia stakes right now. I remember it well, furtive eyeballing of 'olive-skinned' individuals, wide berths for backpack-toting bearded men...that was then (NYC fall 2001), and now... it seems to me that fear is "the new black." We instill it in our people to exert indirect control. London is no newcomer to such things, the IRA had their fun, but what happens when they go away? We'll get a new bugbear, a disparate, desperate underclass of pissed-off Muslims, ready to subject us to a little Jerry Bruckenheimer magic.

To say we had it coming is an understatement of Charlton Heston proportions. For fuck's sake why did I move back to this petty overpriced class-crippled society? I wanted my kids to grow up with David Niven accents. I miss the shit out of NYC, falafel at 3 am (honest, I only like the food, not the ideology), 5 min cab rides, not 20 min.

England got what its U.S ass-licking gov. wanted, full paid, card-carrying membership to the "War on Terriers." Without a good bloodbath what are we? Now we can look Bush in the eye, don't ask me which one... whatever! Its all bullshit! If we want to understand the "enemyz" all we have to do is go to Pakistan, our little buddy on terror, on holiday, do we want to know, not really, we might miss something on the TV. Oh well!

The knee-jerk reaction is so very well scripted it makes me wish for another SNL movie spinoff. I am gonna get that train to London, go to Starbucks and generally forget how stupid we all are in the face of REAL anger and REAL injustice. The enema is within....

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