Spicer Agrees With Hitler

White House Press Secretary Sean Spicer has been criticised after he declared that Adolf Hitler did not use chemical weapons during World War Two.

“We had someone as despicable as Hitler who didn’t even sink to using chemical weapons,” he said as he criticised Russia for supporting Syria’s regime.

Critics pointed out gas was used to kill Jews and others in the Holocaust.

(Source: BBC News)

Let’s analyse what Spicer is saying here, logically.

When he says Hitler didn’t use gas on “his own people,” then he reveals that he doesn’t see German Jews as German citizens, he sees them as Jews first and foremost and therefore not truly German.

He is agreeing with Hitler’s view of Jews. He is validating Hitler’s racism.

Is he ignorant of how many other Germans who were not Jewish were sent to the camps? The Rroma, the socialists, the homosexuals. Were these people also not quite German enough, according to Spicer?

Thus we end up here, as with most Tories / Republicans:

He’s either pigshit stupid or utterly evil. 

Which one is it?

The Smallness Of Racism

Out in the universe, there are…

Galaxies colliding. As ours will with Andromeda in around five thousand million years. Think of that, actual fucking galaxies colliding. (Pic is of the Antennae galaxies, a pair of interacting galaxies located 45 – 65 million light years from Earth. Credit: Hubble / ESA)

There are pulsars, as discovered by Jocelyn Bell. Stars that are basically cosmic lighthouses, sweeping huge bursts of energy out into the universe through their magnetic fields. Some of them are as accurate as atomic clocks.

There are beautiful nebulae, some of them millions of light years across. Some, like the Crab Nebula, are formed by the exploding guts of a supernova. Anything more complex than hydrogen, helium and lithium is made inside starswhen they bash atoms together and only released when they explode. Think of the journey those elements in your body have made…

MEANWHILE, BACK HERE ON EARTH…

I have to deal with the racism of white people who dislike me because I have genetic sunblock that makes my skin a different colour to theirs. Really.

I pity these people. I am sorry for them in that their perspectives are so tiny, so utterly local and banal and ephemeral. I am sad they will never see the beauty I see in every other human being and in the huge universe out there.

If they did see that beauty, if they did realise how unlikely and fleeting and miraculous all life on Earth is, they could not hold on to their ridiculous hate.

An History Of Progress

During the last 510 years of the European/Euro-American capitalist/patriarchal modern/colonial world-system we processed from the 16th Century ‘Christianize or we’ll shoot you,’ to the 19th Century ‘civilize or we’ll shoot you,’ to the 20th Century ‘develop or we’ll shoot you,’ to the late 20th Century ‘neoliberalize or we’ll shoot you,’ to the early 21st Century ‘democratize or we’ll shoot you.
Ramón Grosfoguel – A Decolonial Approach to Political-Economy (via class-struggle-anarchism)

Monet, Manet, Minget

I just fell asleep, old man style, and had this crazy 30-second dream.

I was laying next to this beautiful naked woman (well, naked except for a garter on her right thigh) and we were edging towards the beast with two backs when she suddenly looked up and through the window of the cottage we were in.

“Oh my god! Manet is here!” she wailed.

“Monet?” I said.

“No, fucking Manet! Look! He always travels in those carriages with the slidey doors,” she replied.

Sure enough, I looked through the small window and, yes, there was a train outside and a carriage painted a bright, lush green whose door was sliding open.

“Fuck!” she said as she slid off the bed hurriedly and threw on a silk dressing gown.

And the moral of the story: even in my DREAMS my brain hates me and won’t let me have sex.

What chance do I have IRL?

Grand Budapest Hotel Made Me Cry Again

Gustave: I suppose this is to be expected back in… Where do you come from again?

Zero: Aq Salim al-Jabat.

Gustave: Precisely. I suppose this is to be expected back in Aq Salim al-Jabat where one’s prized possessions are a stack of filthy carpets and a starving goat, and one sleeps behind a tent flap and survives on wild dates and scarabs. But it’s not how I trained you. What on God’s earth possessed you to leave the homeland where you obviously belong and travel unspeakable distances to become a penniless immigrant in a refined, highly-cultivated society that, quite frankly, could’ve gotten along very well without you?

Zero: The war.

Gustave: Say again?

Zero: Well, you see, my father was murdered and the rest of my family were executed by firing squad. Our village was burned to the ground and those who managed to survive were forced to flee. I left because of the war.

Gustave: I see. So you’re, actually, really more of a refugee, in that sense? Truly. Well, I suppose I’d better take back everything I just said. What a bloody idiot I am. Pathetic fool. Goddamn, selfish bastard. This is disgraceful, and it’s beneath the standards of the Grand Budapest. I apologize on behalf of the hotel.

Zero: It’s not your fault. You were just upset I forgot the perfume.

Gustave: Don’t make excuses for me. I owe you my life. You are my dear friend and protege and I’m very proud of you. You must know that. I’m so sorry, Zero.

Zero: We’re brothers.

Every time. I cannot pass this scene without it just killing me. Maybe it’s the perfectly deadpan way Zero explains his past, the horrors having become normalised. Maybe it’s Gustave’s sudden flip from casual racism to abject apology.

Whatever it is, I wish there were more kind hearts in the world now, I wish people were as quick to help others as to condemn.

Cultural Appropriation Is Not New

“White people began to come to Harlem in droves. For several years they packed the expensive Cotton Club on Lenox Avenue.

But I was never there, because the Cotton Club was a Jim Crow club for gangsters and monied whites. They were not cordial to Negro patronage, unless you were a celebrity like Bojangles.

So Harlem Negroes did not like the Cotton Club and never appreciated its Jim Crow policy in the very heart of their dark community.

Nor did ordinary Negroes like the growing influx of whites toward Harlem after sundown, flooding the little cabarets and bars where formerly only colored people laughed and sang, and where now the strangers were given the best ringside tables to sit and stare at the Negro customers – like amusing animals in a zoo.”

– From The Big Sea by Langston Hughes (New York: Hill and Wang, 1940)

Format Festival DJing 25/3/17

On Friday night just gone, I did a little set at a shindig for Format Festival.

Here’s what I played:

Knocked Loose – Oblivions Peak
Stromae – Tous Les Memes
Brakes – Heard About Your Band
A Tribe Called Quest – The Space Program
Yussef Kamaal – Black Focus
Kvelertak – 1985
TRIM – RPG
The Association – Windy
Beartooth – The Lines
Mr. Lif – Everyday We Pray
Minor Threat – Minor Threat
Basement – Promise Everything
Band Of Gold – For You
Frankie Cosmos – What If
Beneficence – Manuscripts (Feat. Mindsone)
Wienzeile – Geisterbahn
Real Friends – Cover You Up
Set Your Goals – Mutiny!
Skepta Featuring Jme – That’s Not Me

HDIF DJing 18/3/17

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HOO BOY! Another lovely night DJing for Ian Watson at his lovely HDIF night. We had a good crowd in, a load of mods, some rudeboys and, obviously, plenty of indiepop and soul kids.

Here’s what I played:
Band Of Gold – For You
The Free Design – 2002 – A Hit Song
Public Service Broadcasting – Gagarin
Bobby Lewis – Tossin’ And Turnin’
The Research – C’mon Chameleon
Frankie Cosmos – What If
The Monochrome Set – The Monochrome Set
Boo Radleys – Lazarus
Eternal Summers – Play Dead
The Jam – David Watts
The Swinging Blue Jeans – You’re No Good
The Roosters – One Of These Days
House Of Love – Destroy The Heart
TEEN – All About Us
The Association – Windy
Manchester Orchestra – Top Notch
Bristols – Who Does She Think She Is?
Beliefs – Tidal Wave
Teleman – Düsseldorf
Field Music – Disappointed
Stevie Wonder – I Wish
The Darling Buds – Shame On You
Desmond Dekker & The Aces – 007
Specials – Monkey Man
Saint Etienne – Only Love Can Break Your Heart
McCarthy – The Well Of Loneliness
Flatmates – Shimmer
The Beat – Mirror In The Bathroom
Black Flag – Louie Louie
Minor Threat – Minor Threat
Circle Jerks – Deny Everything
Sonic Youth – 100%
Postal Service – We Will Become Silhouettes
Stromae – Tous Les Memes
New Order – Confusion

Wolfgang Flür

Forgot to say…

When I did a promo tour for EMI Germany, I asked them if it was possible for them to introduce me to any of Kraftwerk, my fave ever band (they were on EMI too).

Well, I ended up having a lovely dinner with the EMI Germany peeps and Mr. Wolfgang Flür (seen drumming on the right here).

He was totally lovely, didn’t mind my outrageous fanboying at all. We talked about synths and electronic music, Stockhausen and Bauhaus.

One of the best nights of my life. <3