consensual pepper spray occupy london

auto-admin pepper spray city authority
ministry of pepper spray
occupy london

hey happy folk
bank of ideas
internet passcode free reaches to the library on the third floor

filmed first segment of OCCUPY: the opera
via amadou lukas

lots of data collected tonight
via stockholm correspondent benjamin
notably
the report of claes borgstrom visiting occupy stockholm
who have military industrial tents.
they are behind kulturhuset and are appreciated for guarding an area that was once thought unsafe (?)

UK copwatch surveille of undue force upon a man who was a victim of a violent crime.
his eye was gashed and bleeding. he needed medical attention not violent treatment. he was dragged in cuffs of the millenium bridge where the nonsense fireworks and drunks raged on.
my camera surveille caused a host of reactions, including attempted dissuasion.
the assertion that i work with british american international law society to ensure the human rights of all parties including the cops are protected---they succumbed, saying they thought i may have an unhealthy interest in the filming.
there appeared to be a sedation.  there was some relief of the rough treatment produced by means of hawthorne effect. cuffs switched from behind and release of the stress positions.
it was a little abu ghraiby.
then cops even began to do a little nice patty pat on the shoulder of the guy i just witnessed and filmed their harsh treatment of . . .

chain smokers took over the tent city university with total reckless british obstinence.
one very very drunk girl ended the night sobbing about what i said to Nathan, about i cant believe how rude english people are.  as i explained i have asthma and a bad heart, why must she smoke in a closed area.  then loads of worse smokers showed up, with cigar and more strong tobac.
i heard a story of the jewish-muslim love affair

more british people shouting in the hall.

Xs girlfriend read my email to him which has caused world war three at tent city university, even though i do not have a crush on X, even though he is funny and nice and smart.

it must be remembered that Y rule the world, and X are commodities.  how this applies to anti-capitalist anarchists with monogamist loved ones . . . well . . .

sticking with the sokushinbutsu way . . .

taught kundalini yoga meditation at the meditation tent.
spoke in german which was forbidden by the menacing tranquility fascist who poked his head and flashlight into the meditation tent to forbid the german.
so then fellow realized we might get away with talking meditation, which then changed to german, then french when amadou arrived.

the swedish language forening of occupy london: it was really exciting to meet with four active participants two native speakers and two learners.
swedish language society of occupy london! thrills!

dub step very nice.
radiohead lotus flower remix very good.

alcohol in england---extremely oppressive social control.
the rude culture----total chaos.
medicinally, in moderation, ok.  but massive large scale drunkeness with cars and bleeding heads and violent cops and sexual harassment of women and verbally challenged yet verbose cursing humans . . .
and many english as a second language UK people learning how to curse in english and ignorant of how offensive it begins to feel . . .
then as mR scotland spent all morning making futile though comedic overtures to me with abundant crudity caused me to dream excessively of the polite dignified men of sweden, then my dreams came true of one such swedish youth, who listened to me belabor these many fine points of not calling women "**tches" etc with the kindern.
tedious.
fine tuning already there---that is when one can then realize and sit down and breathe.
without all the shouting oppressed men of england who dont know they should have paternity rights etc.
is it the pernicious effects of this cultural virus media or alles
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is it then
the self-administered auto-pepper spray stations i imagined, with a button for when one would pepper spray oneself whilst bored waiting for the cross walk light at the ZEBRA which in america we call "crosswalk" and if we called it ZEEBRA we would not call it ZEHbra.
with or without the pepper spray self-administration center.

as for the chain smokers---i then realize, well---at least its not pepper spray.

more occupy people currently cursing at each other. 4:22 am

like with food, i believe pepper spray is a personal decision.
if one wants it in one's mucous membranes, one should be able to choose to do it oneself or with consenting partners,  when or how one likes, or even in conveniently arranged pepper spritzing stations.
we need to stop nonconsensual pepper spray fetish being applied by the wild animals of american law enforcement.

still troubled by the ongoing anti-semitism and racism and barbaric attitudes of britain.  is it the the digital divide and the alcoholic super-haze which has kept it so ?


or the racist war culture so celebrated in the basement of st paul's rude cathedral???
even the staff there act deeply offended if you want to "pray" which technically you can do for free.
i exclaimed, "i want to pray on my hands and knees before my lord and not pay 14 pounds."
because this particularly fastidiously obtuse one wanted to quiz me on whether i would like to sit or not which seemed mute.
then i realized Protestants don't kneel the way catholics do.
when i heard of the jewish---muslim love affair split up by warring parents my third eye kissed the ground before the buddha at the meditation tent, and i called out ALLLAH though i am godless----but more godless are they who destroy love for religious and racist reasons.

the gracious heroine of the divine comedy also has my birthday, and she will come to the supreme court to support julian assange, as she understands the horrors of false accusations to destroy a man. papa!
when i identified myself to mr. scotland as the great wall of wikileaks--he was like, oh was that was you, now i'm really in love with you!
and amadou loves wikileaks because of the poverty and corruption of all the world leaders and the way sarkozy is destroying france.
it was nice to see the enthusiasm for wikileaks.
as i recounted this oral tradition of internet on our walk between st paul's and UBS bank bank of ideas---it seemed a very sacred message to explain more to these new youths liberated by freedom of information against so much corruption, lies, war and hatred.
we spoke of collateral murder as we approached the bank.

would the bank of ideas in london be a target wifi-equipped cultural center were it not for wikileaks shattering our faith in barclay's bank and julius baer and the icelandic embezzlers and the collateral war culture people????

in the meditation tent i began a song
imagining---what if julain assange's hands had been cut off---and he had the vision in his head of how to execute the wikileaks project---but he needed to communicate all this human labor---and then---what would it be to truly recognize the power of ones's hands or mind? and realize, this must happen rapidly, this must happen now, any moment, it could be over.
this urgency.
i found a guantanamo prisoner memoir in german at tent city U.
five years in prison.

fuller health: it was the food and the rest.
occupy DC and NYC now trying London.
lots of americans totally over it: pepper spray, etc.
IRA songs at the clothing recycle shop.
which supports my theory that this is still all about the catholics and the protestants and guy fawkes.

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  1. the UBS building was attacked by metal barracades crashing the front window by one very obstreperous drunk. he shattered the window with much cursing. i poured pink wikileaks hourglass fliers down upon the madman and his six compassionate occupy atendents whom he was cursing vigorously and to whom he said 'you ruined my trip."
    the people on the first floor leaning out for the show laughed at the wikileaks fliers coming from overhead.
    it was somewhat festive though unappreciated at 5 am as the screamer was screaming every other word f---, f---ing, f--- you etc.
    i had previously noted that this man when sober was sexist and vulgar and a waste of time to talk to.
    so it was interesting to see him in a full blown rash. it made it very hard to sleep and the idea going to UBS was to get away from the madness at st. paul's.
    there was much cursing at UBS as well, and a streaker who comically passed through the library wearing onyl a blanket crying out about, how they are mad at him for streaking.
    i said, yes, they are such fascists everywhere at occupy, so full of power.

    by 8 am a crew replaced the glass with plywood and swept up the glas and wikileaks fliers.
    i had breakfast at st paul's where i witnessed more verbal harassment of my trans-gendered friend R.
    in lieu of a Gay AND lesbian center of hollywood legal center approach to trangendered empowerment, economically and civically, i alone, then attempt to stall the vigorous incessant hate speech spewing forth from a tranquility bully who seems particularly obsessed by harassing my friend.
    the mystery of the tranquility team is this: they are the shouting jail wardens of occupy london, who beat people up, and sexually harassed the women assembled to see jesse jackson. they self-proclaim their security certs and background.
    r. explained they are muscle.
    i wouldnt be surprised if they were G4S employee implants.

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