The Jungle Revisited
The Jungle Revisited
Apologies to Upton Sinclair
The floor
half an inch deep
with blood
Work with furious intensity
on the run
the pace
no rest for a man
neither
his hand
nor
his eye
nor
his brain
The speeding up
more savage
inventing
new devices
to crowd the work on
it was all the world
like the thumbscrew
of a medieval torture chamber
In shirt sleeves
over 100 degrees
phosphates soak through
the skin pores
in five minutes
a headache
in fifteen
dazed
blood pounding in
his brain
like
an engine throbbing
vomiting
innards torn to shreds
Meat tumbled
onto the floor
in dirt and sawdust
countless
trampings,
spittings of consumption germs
a rats race track
poisoned bread
But
rats, bread, dirt, sawdust, consumption
all
went into the hoppers
The line speed jumped
1000
to
1100
pigs per hour
recently
fingers slipped towards the blade
blood spurts
index finger hangs by a flap
the line goes on
inhaling areosolised
porcine brain tissue
antibodies confused
human brains destroyed
2002 900 pigs per hour
2007 1350 pigs per hour
50 - 50 chance
of serious injury
to the
largely undocumented labour
Inspectors found
lesions from tuberculosis
septic arthritis
faecal matter
intestinal contents
the chain goes on
‘I felt like a piece of trash’ – Life inside America’s food processing plants
A new book offers a damning insight into conditions for low-paid, non-union, immigrant workers helping to feed our huge appetite for cheap meat
What a day!
Shame
The trickle most have been labouring under
defies gravity
The trickle has turned into
9.5 times
the bottom
10%
by the top.
from 7
Since maggie and ronnie
While 10% poverty could be
stigmatised, marginalised and forgotten
the gravity of 40% tells an OECD worrying tale.
“The wealth gap holds back the UK”
And now we have food banks
but
‘people only need them because they are there’
and
‘Poor people just don’t know how to cook’
Did I mention
stigmatised, marginalised and forgotten.
Whereas the Lords of the Realm must have
good champagne while they rubber stamp laws that
stigmatise, marginalise and forget
what it’s actually like to live in this country.
And while we remember the Great War for
it’s barbarity
We tend to forget the huge number of civilians
that died in the Greater War that followed.
Even greater barbarity.
And now
IT WAS TORTURE
But
‘just a stain on our values.’
Skid marks and a drop of oxy
(call it a report)
that’ll do
forget
brutal and ineffective
rectal rehydration
rectal feeding
staged mock executions
sleep deprivation
water boarding
At least 100 tortured to death
and
redactions aplenty
What about our cooperation Tony?
And of course
There were no weapons of mass destruction
Otto Dix & Trite Poppies?
The Tower of London poppies are fake, trite and inward-looking – a Ukip-style memorial
Four million people will flock to see the 888,246 ceramic poppies deposited in the Tower’s moat to mark Remembrance Day. It’s disturbing that, 100 years on, we can only mark this terrible war as a nationalistic tragedy
Jonathan Jones - Guardian 28/10/2014
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas!Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Jonathan Jones on art + First world war
History and all its grisly facts are worth more than the illusion of memory
Cameron is wrong. Poppies muffle the truth about world war one
Jonathan Jones - Guardian 31/10/2014
Prescient Indeed
First world war ministers were warned of ‘eternal stalemate’ in January 1915
Cabinet papers show Lloyd George despairing of ‘throwing away’ Kitchener’s citizen army as cabinet colleagues searched for a ‘blow to end the war once and for all’
Alan Travers - Guardian 30/07/14
First world war – a century on, time to hail the peacemakers
On the 100th anniversary of the start of the Great War, we should remember those who tried to stop a catastrophe
Adam Hochschild - Guardian 28/07/14
You really shouldn't laugh
Turkish women defy deputy PM with laughter
Bülent Arinç said women should not laugh in public, prompting backlash and highlighting state of women's rights in Turkey
Constanze Letsch - Guardian 30/07/2104
Man. You should be ashamed of yourself.
The Current State
From BullingdonMorons
TUC counts cost of austerity on public sector pay
Trades Union Congress says government policies have had a big impact on the spending power of almost six million UK households
Angela Monaghan - Guardian 09/07/2014
If it were humans it would be called genocide!
Europe's vultures under threat from drug that killed millions of birds in Asia
After an ecological disaster in India, wildlife groups call for ban on vets using diclofenac in Italy and Spain
Robin McKie - Observer 07/062104
ManUp
Manup
Edward Snowden
Says
John Kerry
Come to my parlour
said the spider to the fly
Man Up
Administrative Conditions
await
Incommunicado
for the rest of your life
Man Up
Man Up
Why would I
Said the fly
1917 Espionage Act
disallows
public interest
Man Up
Would be stupid
but then
Man Up?
Daniel Ellsberg Thinks 'Very Much Less'
Of John Kerry For His 'Despicable' Snowden Comments
Kira Brekke - Huffington Post 29/05/14
Edward Snowden: 'If I could go anywhere that place would be home'
Snowden tells NBC it was his duty to reveal sprawling NSA surveillance but going home meant 'walking into a jail cell'.
Tom McCarthy - Guardian 29/05/2014