The sentiments in this piece seem to resonate with what I gathered from Propagoondhi’s portrayel of their stint down there. Yeah?

I wonder if her new book “The Shock Doctine” will be a good one? Yeah?

“Talk some shit…”

¿What real difference is there between an inmigrant and a refugee? Let’s go over the points, just for memory sake:
·Both move from one border to another.
·Both do it willingly (cuz they think their quality of life will improve).
·One does it through consulates, travel agencies and transportion companies, the other relies on clandestine logistic freelancers and low-voice smugglers with a motorized Zodiac, but basically, they both depend on money whores to get the job done.
·… ¿Am i missing anything?

The only REAL difference is the fact one’s life depends on a succesful escape, and the other one just does it cuz he/she thinks wealth awaits him/her on the other side.
I just think it’s fascinating how much alike theese two situations are and how opposite they are at the same time. Maybe fascinating isn’t the word either.

However taking care and looking out of fellow species members SHOULD be instrinsic in our genetic code, somehow, either the poison in the sea, the radiation filtering through a weakend ozon layer or the transgenics in the food have erased that basic trait of our natural conduct and turned us into bickering survivalists. But that is obvious since we are living in an over-populated habitat. Next thing we know, McShit (yeah, i’m hilarious, fuck) will be serving BigMac’s with import human flesh from Congo or Kentucky Fried Shit (again, funny) will serve Human Wings in a Bucket with Bilisauce…. yum, yum, i just can’t wait*.

Like any other story, the problem resides in the first chapter. ¿What the fuck did us occidental asswipes (basically white, male and usually old) do to impose a sitation that forces human exportation (yes, as if they/we were nothing more than biproducts). Too many questions, too many probable causes…
¡BUT HEY! No matter, cuz if it’s white, it’s all right. ¿Can i get an amén on that?

Boogers, this stuff really grinds my buttons. ¿Or was it pushes my gears? Fuck it…

Oh yeah, and the book is great, if by great one can see her/himself avoiding human contact for about half a year after reading this book due to paranoia/disgust/loss-of-faith.

Anyways, ¡Salut!

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*: No, it’s not irony and no i’m not Jisus Crust.

Also cheering is the knowledge that all this hard work (or easy faxing) isn’t in vain; Beatrice and Apollo, both of whom I’ve written about, are both out of detention and back in their communities!

I figure there’s never going to be more fitting a time to annoy y’all with campaigns, so here goes: people here in Béal Feirste (thats Belfast to you, dumbass) have been fighting hard to stop the imminent removal of a local woman and her kids to Nigeria, and are again asking people to fax the Home Office and Virgin Nigeria urging them not to remove her, more info about which can be found here: http://www.ncadc.org.uk where you will also an alert about a lady in Cardiff who could really use your help to stop her removal to Cameroon.

You know the deal. Email me your name/address or city/country and I’ll send one for you: saoirse_ionannas_aonad [at] yahoo [dot] co.uk

Viva la Prairies

i’d just like to comment on todd’s post, there is a line in there that really shook me on profound levels. “becomnig a refugee could happen to anyone on this planet, even you.” i honestly have to say i never thought of that possibility. i’m so accustomed to living my cushy western (vegan) lifestyle that i can barely relate to refugees, and i wonder why that is. i wonder if it’s becauswe i never read, or rarely read their stories in the papers. i’ve seen some hollywood movies about refugees where my view of refugees becomes so scewered by these fucking actors glorifying themselves and their compassion to increase their popularity. any instance of a real human life story is lost.

“and if you pass the obstacles and still have your life, if you’ve escaped death, if your guts havent withered away, if you havent broken under the strain, they won’t be welcoming.”

i hate the word immigrant. especially hearing it where i live, canada, from radio talk show hosts and other media pundits, as if to eradicate any memory of european history in north america. mix these thoughts in with a video i saw of ward churchill last night (who was fired btw) declaring his 9th amendment rights, describing a culture which has been destroyed and nearly eradicated. you DONT see it unless you happen to live in an inner city or near a “reservation”. just like you don’t hear about refugees very much, or how alot of refugees get deported EVERY DAYto face torture, or death, or to see their loved ones killed.

who deserves this fate? who are we to condemn anyone, any refugee, what gives us the right to claim any land, anywhere? which peoples havent been colonized? which peoples have never had to leave the place they know and love, to face dangerous geography, or hostile/alien culture?

im getting carried away here but im asking myself these questions and why i never seem to hear about refugees very much in the press. i think the answers are very simple, and that we’re meant to know as little as possible. so people can keep gettng deported back to their homelands that we keep bombing… and, so that we can keep bombing.

oh, it was caitlins bday on oct 15th, she is now 11. oh, it was chris hannah’s bday nov 2, he now looks 42.