---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <mdixon.6569@...> wrote :
But wouldn't that make them fucking fuckers also? Eh? How do you work that out? They were a nice bunch of young girls actually, I commended them on their banner and said they'd won my prize for the finest political statement of the day and tried to get a photo but got jostled by the multitudes and it was blurry otherwise I'd post it so you could see they were OK types. From: salyavin808 <no_re...@yahoogroups.com> To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com Sent: Sunday, June 21, 2015 2:20 PM Subject: [FairfieldLife] Fuck the Fucking Fuckers! Great slogan huh? It was on a banner at the anti-capitalist march I went on in London yesterday. What a super day, so good to be amongst like-minded people all of all ages, races and creeds. United against a common enemy, a government that has waged a class war on the poor. And we did it peacefully, without setting fire to a single bank or police station! So much better to defeat an enemy by words, if you don't give them the excuse to get the truncheons out they have to open a dialogue with you or stick their hands in their ears and pretend you don't exist somehow. We assembled at the Bank of England and listened to various rabble rousers demanding revolution and then we marched - all 250,000 of us - all the way to Parliament square, past Downing street, past the shoppers on the Starnd, past the queues for the theatres, past the hordes of tourists in Trafalgar square, finally packing the Mall up to the Cenotaph and the bridges by Westminster and even overflowing into St James' park. What an atmosphere! Music, dancing, cheering at the speakers like Caroline Lucas, who was amazing, a true firebrand. Russel Brand had a go too but I missed that, I was too busy tapping my walking stick at an impromptu rave someone had started outside the Ministry of Defence. There was a real sense of community all day that reminded me that there are others that care about the downtrodden, others that want to change the miserable world we live in, to challenge the authorities that shape our lives and make decisions we have no say in even though we didn't know what they would be like when they conned their way into power. And if the slow class is in today, I chose the post title because you can paint a sign ten foot wide and carry it all the way through London on Saturday afternoon and everyone just laughs. But I wouldn't try it here if I was you....
