Johanna Faust, a mixed race Jew, prefers to publish pseudonymously. She is committed: first, to preventing war, ecological disaster, and nuclear apocalypse; last to not only fighting for personal privacy & the freedom of information, but, by representing herself as a soldier in that fight, to exhorting others to do the same. She is a poet, always. All these efforts find representation here: "ah, Mephistophelis" is so named after the last line of Christopher Marlowe's Dr. Faustus, whose heretical success flouted the censor for a time.

London: The historical Moment: Darcus Howe: tells it like it is





...as they seemed to not be for my youtube account...


aaaaaurhgh.  My apologies to Mr Darcus.


That's Darcus with a D!!


The video:





Be hearing from you.








UPDATE:


a poem (from the poetry blog)



8 comments:

  1. The man's patience in the face of such baldfaced paternalism, such blatant editorializing on the part of a "presenter" is admirable. She interrupts and speaks over the experience, the indisputable testimony and wisdom he has to offer. Actually, this video offers quite a distilled demonstration of the disregard and contempt the system has for the rioting populations, a perfect affirmation of Mr. Howe's points. Supposedly seeking his particular perspective, she (indeed the BBC and the media as a whole) betrays their sickening dissimulation and agenda. She bluntly sets up the terms (1) attempting to enforce explicit criminalising talking points then (2) interrupts him when he speaks to the incendiary presence and orders of the police then worst of all (3) attempts to marginalize him completely with accusation and negate the lives and voice of he and his grandson directly when he contradicts the system's party line.

    I have a feeling that he is used to such ugly behaviour though... the way he knows to surrender the floor after he tries and tries again to speak ... the way he turns aside, looking away and to the street waiting for this moment of toleration to be over, this instance of yet another white idiot denying the world, denying him.

    "I call it an insurrection of the masses of the people."

    werd. we hear you, Marcus.

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  2. 1. Labour creates all wealth.
    2. #1 is incomplete - all rides on Mother Earth.
    3. This class war has been constant - one side is just waking up once again.
    4. The system's fate is not our fate. Our future is unwritten ~ Crisis/Possibility - two faces of the same moment.

    ...all power to the people

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  4. Leave it to Darcus to speak the plain truth.

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  5. my comment is not served by this format (comments) and -- merely because i can mind you -- i think i will take a moment to amend the design to reflect it.

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  6. oh and anonymous: i sit up and resoundingly applaud your exegesis! thank you for your virtual guest post! the control freak in me being unchallenged, i am thoroughly charmed. Of course, this is because I agree,

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  8. ad hominem remarks such as "Darcus Howe is a senile old fool" add absolutely nothing to the conversation, being devoid of any meaning other than 'isn't it surprising how well button pushing works with humans, even if the buttons have long since ceased to actually connect to either a power source or an electronic, virtual, mechanical or even symbolic mechanism.' which is to say, o deleted nameless example of human inability to properly exercise their divinely bequeathed executive function, let us hope that, time having brought you and i and this sometime sad world to many many varied experiences the delineations of which we have not now the wit to discern, you do not, as is coincidentally most unlike the example set above by mr howe, find years of being mildly evil in so quotidian a fashion have left you without the wit to see your past mistakes for what they truly were all along . for all that they were all along: insults to yourself.

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