Giles Walker, Sweethearts, original work 1/1, Cash is King, Money Talks 2, at Saatchi Gallery until 6 September 2019

This Is How Democracy Looks Like

"Tell me how democracy looks like!" "This is how democracy looks like" A slogan from Saturday, 31 August 2019.

Abolish Eaton and RIP Democracy banners

Art Wise

Art Wise Democracy looked rather weak as seen by LAAF on the date mentioned above down Whitehall at midday.

There were many "chain made" banners with no artistic value handed over to attendees. Those stated unimaginative lines like "Defend democracy. Resist parliament shutdown" (if only the U was mistyped with an I in "shutdown"...) or " MARCH STRIKE OCCUPY. Bring down Boris". The banners, obviously provided by the parties initiating the protest - mostly parties waving red flags and also white banners with red fists or white banners with red roses (Else to say parties that have never been to big on Democracy). Nothing new here. No fly of the imagination. No new look. No new read. No etc no etc.

Also to be seen were blue berets with yellow stars. These berets obviously matching some blue flags with yellow stars. Again, ready, conveyor made. No .... how can I put it... none of what happens to human beings when they are about to lose their loved once. Or their comfort and livelihood. Let alone their dignity as free humans with free will and means to express it. Else to speak no "Hay Jimmy, where are you going with that gun in your hand" (Here I am talking about the mood in a certain tune, not calling to arms!) mood and ingenuity.

There were quite some photoshoped Borises all of which funny, yet with arguable artistic value. I mean Boris with long Pinocchio nose can't get you a good mark in Arts even in year six. Nor in literature or philosophies by the by. I mean "Boris - Liar" ...Really? How old are we?

There was one Brexit-The Scream banner. Very well made, has to be admitted, yet the idea itself is already half a year old and a rip off the Guardian article from as far in timespace as March and the British Museum's Munch exhibition closed on 21st of July. Hence, completely irrelevant to the present timespace spot (see dateplace above)

There was one drawing of Boris, shirt unbuttoned, his bottom covered only by English flag nickers, drinking red wine by the tombstone of Democracy and drunkenly spilling it, which I really liked. What I liked even more was the banner next to it stating " Close Eton" where the O in "Close" was replaced by Baby-Red-Cheek David; while the "Eton"'s O was Boris' head. Now, I am absolutely against the shutting down of Eton, as I am against the destruction of anything alive and functioning. But something in this funny little banner with the two silly heads there in, had the sparkle of craziness that all piece of creation should have in order to be called art. This lovely little banner made me think that instead of shutting Eaton an exchange summer camp should be initiated between Eaton and French ENS. (Just imagine the babies of the couple Boris-Macron created on an Eaton-ENS summer camp! Or those of Cameron and Sarcozi. Poor little ugly souls.) Just like Beyoncé's derrieres, I think, Eaton should rather expand, not shrink.

Here again, a little typo would have done much good to the banner: It is EATON like in eat-on, eat on and not Eton.

That was it basically, how Democracy looked like the other day.

That and Patch.

Patch from Patrick, with his The Brexit Game deck of cards. Last year, informatics and business teacher, Patch realised that his six-form students don't have a clue of Brexit and what's going on in politics in this country. In order to shed some light on the issue Patch has developed the Brexit Game for his students. Each card carries the face, name and most notable phrase of 52 big UK political players.

Opposite 10 Downing Street Patch was protesting while selling his useful, playful artistic product - The Brexit Game Deck, here

I liked Pach : a teacher who practices what he preaches - artful business opportunities. If only Democracy had more Patches ... 

2 September 2019

@thebrexitgame, also https://www.thebrexitgame.co.uk/

Saturday, 31 August 2019, Whitehall at noon

This Is How Democracy Looks Like

"Tell me how democracy looks like!" "This is how democracy looks like" protest slogan from Saturday, 31 August 2019.

To me, as I saw it on Whitehall about midday 31 August, Democracy looked: good, politely voiced, with general Beta attitude and no artistic disposition.

If Boris, inspired by Morisey's 'Spent the Day in Bed' was having a kip at 10 Downing Str at that time, the voice of Democracy wouldn't have woken him up.

But if he was awake and has spied with his little eye (have you seen smaller than Boris' eyes?) at Democracy hanging down his windows he would have seen a handsome, fine and gentle outsider.

Judging by his current partner, Boris isn't into good looking, fine and gentle outsiders. Usually, Alfa cannibals aren't into those.

The only thing in common between Miss Boris and Democracy was the age. The average age of Democracy hanging outside 10 Downing street was about 30.

Having the same age as Democracy, Miss Boris strikes as more mature though. For Democracy was shouting funny nonsense like "People united can never be devided" !

Really?!? What people? England and Scotland? Wales and Northern Ireland? Brexiteers and Anti-Brexiteers? Arsenal and Tottenham? Police and thieves? Drug dealers and drug users? NHS and Bupa? Black cabs and Ubers? Etc and etc?

If I have to think of a more opportunistic society and one composed of more diverse groups of conflicting interest, I will have to go as far as India (as finely described by Gregory David Roberts in Shantaram) or even Syria (The good fiction describing the opportunism of the numerous groups of conflicting local, regional and international, interests in Syria hasn't yet been written).

The lack of maturity of Democracy, became transparent also by its witless moves. Having just successfully occupied Piccadilly Circus Democracy left it when a Woman in a Red Top announced: "A big pick nick is served at Trafalgar square. Let's go and have a nice pick nick". To which, Democracy responded as if it wasn't already about 30 years old, but as if it was still 15 and at school and been called to tea in the canteen. Hop Democracy goes leaving Piccadilly Circus and trots down to Trafalgar Square, only to find it just as it has left it half an hour earlier: still successfully occupied yet void of pick nick, snack, tea, champagne, caviar lobster and all other gourmeterie and amuseboucherie.

In addition of showing immaturity, Democracy also showed that it doesn't read (here saying "Democracy, you haven't learned your lessons"" or "Democracy you've been amnesia struck" doesn't work as in our case Democracy is about 30 years old); or at least, Democracy hasn't read The Gardian's article from exactly two modest ( it is just two, not two hundred) years ago "Undercover police spied on more than 1,000 political groups in UK"

Spied? Spies? Is it how now we call people who tell Democracy what to do? Like in: "Now Democracy let's leave the efficiently occupied Trafalgar Square and let's go to Buckingham palace, but also let's not stay there even one minute, as protesting at Buckingham palace makes too much political and strategic sense, so let's rather take you down Constitution Hill where we shall corner you with police vans. After which let's make even more senseless movements so that when you eventually come back to Trafalgar Square you find it occupied not by Democracy, but by Police"? Spying heh?

Oh, and by the way the Woman in a Red Top announced that on Wednesday, 4 September, at 6pm there will be a protest at the Home Office. At first when I heard it I rejoiced thinking "Ha! The Home Office will be Type-O-Negatived!" Having in mind though what happened to Democracy immediately after this announcement - the same woman promised Democracy a nonexistent breakfast at Trafalgar Square... I think, you shouldn't bother going on Wednesday, as I wouldn't. Instead, head to Cash is King, Money Talks 2 exhibition at Saatchi Gallery.

The aftertaste : Communism didn't exist. Democracy doesn't existe either.

3 September 2019

For The Brexit Game here: https://www.thebrexitgame.co.uk/ and also @thebrexitgame

For the Gardian's Spies article here: https://amp-theguardian-com

Saturday, 31 August 2019, Whitehall about 1300

The Democracy Police

A word has to be said about the police and its appearance on Saturday, 31 August.

English police is the best in the world:

It is gentle and polite just like Democracy is. It is also as handsome, fit and atractive as Democracy. But much more intelligent and artful. (Intelligence wise Democracy looses to both Miss Boris and Police).

English Police attended Democracy protest, giving it poise and legitimacy.

English Police wares YELLOW VESTS!

English Police occupies and blocks sensitive spots so that Democracy can't occupy and block them, but to the same effect.

Hence, English police is compatible with Democracy as seen that day.

SPECULATION : English Police is primordial for Democracy. For if hundreds of undercover policemen hadn't infiltrated leftists parties, then who would have taken Democracy to the streets? And imagine how odd would have England looked if after the derogation of its Parliament nobody had gone to the street!!! It would have looked waaaay stranger than Iran and waaay weirder that China...

Yellow Vests Police blocking streets in Central London, Cockspur Str, about 1600

Other People in Yellow

Meditative attempt to put Boris to sleep, Falun Dafa, Whitehall opposite 10 Downing Street, 1 September about lunch time.

Establishments' Porn

Or the épopée of a journey to, through and beyond the EU told Arabian style

This reading will bring you to a better understanding of the timespace continuum of One Thousand and One Arabian Nights.

Home Office I Type O Negative YOU

No Style No Sense Call it Home Office . Please don't call it LIVERPOOL. (Part 3)

No Style No Sense Call it Home Office . Please don't call it LIVERPOOL.

Why does the brilliant, cordial, humane city has to do anything with hostile establishment? Just write Home Office . Don't write LIVERPOOL.

For more than a month I am trying to write something cool and funny about dull Home Office Establishment. I can't.

I don't want to be as dull and inhumane as my subject. What should I do?

Please. Anybody make a joke of the Home Office.

I am just putting here the whole ESTABLISHMENt BOREDOM

Too dull for revision Just as the Home Office

Now what is the common between all of the bellow and my application for British Passport? Nothing and everything. I am sure you will figure out the "nothing". I will tell you about the everything. On 23 July, I receive the long awaited response from dear Emily, who has, on her turn, recieved a response from the Home Offices. From this response I am made aware that I have not provided a permanent residence card as I believed but a registration certificate card. ?!?!?!?!?! Surreal It turns out that the card of which I believed was a permanent residence on the grounds that I have recieved this card as a result for my application for permanent residence card actually isn't a permanent residence card but a registration certificate. A document of the existence of which I previously haven't heard. I apply for a permanent residence card I receive a registration certificate. And not at any point I am made aware that I am receiving something I didn't apply for, I didn't need ("If you are an EEA national currently living in the UK, under current rules, it is not a legal requirement for you to have an EEA registration certificate." ) and the ownership of which messed up my what-to-do-next-in-life strategy. For some mysterious reason despite of providing tax return for five years while applying for a permanent residency I receive a document meant for people who haven't lived in the UK long enough "A registration certificate is also a useful alternative for obtaining documented residence if you haven’t yet lived in the United Kingdom for the continuous 5 year period that’s required to apply for a permanent residence card. " I have no recollection of any accompanying letter explaining why I don't qualify for permanent residency that I applied for. Hence, I receive a document and I presume that this is what I applied for. Why would I suspect that the Home Office have sent me something I haven't applied for? I also haven't seen warning of the sort: in case you don't qualify for permanent residence card, you'll get a registration certificate. I am sure that the usual YOU DIDN'T know what you were doing, YOU DIDN'T use the correct application form, YOU DIDN'T provide enough evidence - would be applicable in this as in any other case when "a third world person" deals with a "first world establishment". To which I will say YOU TOOK MY MONEY once for a document I didn't want or need and YOU TOOK MY MONEY again and let me known that I can't have what I want and need based on the useless document that you gave me. Now YOU WILL TAKE MY MONEY again to deliver the document I applied for the first time and then YOU WILL TAKE MY MONEY again to review my case for the second document I want. Hence, for each document I will have to pay more than once until YOU get the absolute maximum that can be obtained without giving any guarantees that I will obtain what I am paying for. How does the other Bulgarians do? Pay extra fees to Bulgarian accountants to make their applications for them. I didn't want to do that. Why would I do it? I thought those who read and wrote English, should be enough to apply by themselves. "Yes, but No" goes the Bulgarian saying, created to describe similar surreal situations. The successful dealing with the Home Office can be done only through the mediation of specially appointed High Priests and Priestesses: Bulgarian accountants, Migration Lawyers, Local Representatives, other Home-Office taming powers. A third-world person certainly doesn't qualify for this mysterious task no matter how well read. The mortals can try their tough luck at their own peril. And pocket. A corrupt system generates corrupt sub-systems. I also don't have a proof that I applied for Permanent Residency card, as I applied personally at Islington Town Hall and discarded the application number upon the reception of what I believed was the document I wanted. Also all residency cards and certificates for EU citizens coast the same, so the amount I paid can't be a prove. Having said all that, I have to also note that the Home Office did admit a mistake in two different, non matching ways: In their letter to Emily, they admit that Sopra Steria, should have informed me that the document that I present is not the required permanent residency card. Yet, I suspect that Sopra Steria employee presumed just like me, that a residency certificate is a residency card. Apparently he too, just like me hadn't seen neither the first nor the second document previously in his life. Mysterious £80 appeared in my bank account from payer LIVERPOOL. From which also my - now I know - residency certificate had been issued. And with a reference number which matches my payment for citizenship. £80 it seems is the administrative fee. So tue Home Office gives me back the administrative fee. Why? It doesn't say. Nor does it sign as Home Office. It signs LIVERPOOL. Throwing on the cordial, friendly and f And then I earn my money interpreting to English Nationals at their NHS appointments. Obviously, studying English since the age of ten, all the rock'n'roll tunes sang /the films watched in English, the 2 MAs, seven years living with an English manfriend and quarter of century visiting England prior to application are not enough for the Home Office. Just get a Bulgarian accountant.

Avalon's and Other Establishments (Part Two)

This is a continuation of Avalon Establishments - Glastonbury Festival & The Home Office (see below)

When in the distant year of 2000 I applied for French Student Visa (Bulgarians still needed visas to travel in the EU) I recieved a refusal. I have no recollection of the refusal reason. But it has certainly been something along with YOU DIDN'T PROVIDE ENOUGH EVIDENCE of seriously intending to study. (Just like when I applied for British passport, I have been informed : YOU DIDN'T PROVIDE ENOUGH EVIDENCE of living in the country at the time of your application... Despite, one my think, that having more than four thousand hours !!! working for various public services !!! in this country counts as enough of a proof of living in the country... together with what one thought was Permanent Residence Document but turned that it wasn't!!!) . 

Hence, I traveled on a tourist visa and did all my studies in France up to études approfondies (profound studies! How profound!) at the renowned Science Po (litical), Institut Lumière, Lyon 2 while being illegal in the country. A fact that was worrying my son occasionally "What will happen if they get you mum?" "I will get a free flight to Bulgaria" I would say and then we will laugh more or less jollily depending on the day.

In 2004, here I am back at the Embassy of France in Sofia, applying for a Student Visa armed with my French MA (the mentioned Profound Studies) certificate and a letter from a certain Monsieur Claude Journes, then director of Lyon II University explaining how happy he would be for me to become his PhD student.

The woman at the consular, desk as sullen and somber as it suits a French consular clerk, takes my documents and asks "Where is your previous visa?" To which the obvious answer "I don't have one" lifting my eyebrows meaningfully and giving her a tiny mocking half-smile while fixing her firmly in the eyes.

She grabs my documents again disappears and reappears two minutes later with this massive shiny student visa splashed on my passport.

You didn't get it, right?

This is because you don't know what has happened in the meantime.

In the mean- 2001-2004- time a massive diplomatic scandal has be stiffled. But is it was so massive some of it saw the light.

The scandal of the Embassies of France and Belgium in Bulgaria issuing student visas used for human trafficking.

"If there has to be crime, it should be organised" says the Dean of the Unseen University in Terry Pratchett's 'Unseen Academicals'

The ambassadors and consuls of the countries involved where revoked. And that was about all.

From Le Parisian we learned that "The French ambassador Dominique Chassard was investigated for bringing 50 Bulgarian prostitutes into France. And that between Novembre 1999 and March 2000, the French embassy in Sofia has issued some 205 visas to Bulgarian citizens, mainly women"

I was refused student visa in...yes, January 2000.... Now I understand - the French Embassy have simply run out of them.

It looks like at that time Shengen visas were given only to Bulgarians actively or passively (as a victum) involved in organized crime.

On 6 Dec 2006 Dominique Chassard and his wife are acquitted. Acquitted also is the head of the French consular service and a French Businessman. Found guilty is only the only Bulgarian national in the case, the wife of the mentioned French businessman. For the facilitation of the trafficking of 195 women she is given a suspended sentence of...five months. This in a French court. 

My disappointment in regards to the Human Trafficking on Student Visas Gate comes from : 

9 August 2019

For one, non investigated the case of four or five EU embassies being involved in a EU scale human trafficking as one Gate; as the one, massive International Diplomatic Gate that it was. If you read the articles, still found online, of Liberation and Le Parisian there is zero mention of the other embassies engaged with the same activity at the same time. You will see (the links supplied bellow) that while the Parisian focuses on ambassador Chassard only, Liberation does even less by not only not mentioning the French ambassador or the other ambassadors involved but blaming "a poor, badly paid Bulgarian embassy staff" as if it was their fault for being badly paid by a French (practically and EU) institution while working for it IN THEIR OWN COUNTRY. Here we don't talk about Bulgarians abroad working for lower than the local wages. We are talking about EU institutions maintaining the economic disbalance between EU country. A disbalance imposed before the particular countries join the union, maintained afterwards and perpetuated by all is entity: governmental, economic and non-profit. As even NGOs (only MSF aka DWB is an exception) maintain the vicious malpractice of paying "local wages to local staff". Half "Western wages" are paid in all Easter Europe, Greece included; thus creating and perpetuating poverty which engenders migration.

Which brings me to my second point the context of the Diplomatic Human Trafficking Gate : Bulgaria and Romania where amidst their joining the EU processes. So why don't we just spoil the process? Why don't we protect our own business of exportation of unemployment?

France was and continues to be a major exporter of its own unemployment, qualified and unqualified, towards Germany and the UK. This unemployment export business had to be protected from the migration wave EU structures malpractices were creating. And the best way is? Propaganda. Easter Europe = poverty = prostitution.

Because, let's be honest, when you are trying to export brown and black poorly educated and not qualified children with Arabic and African names to England or Germany to work- as, frankly, despite all the drug and arms comers that you stimulated in the banlieues of your own cities and which generates hundreds of millions of euros annual turnover - despite of which you still don't have another economic solution for them than exportation; so you certainly don't need white, highly educated and qualified people grown in classless society - which basically means with high self esteem - to be running up and down Europe and qualify for all available work spot. Lets disqualify them. Abort competition at embryo stage.

And so we read "Within the framework of integration meetings held between the EU member states and the EU candidate states Bulgaria and Romania, an 'Association Committee' was held on 22 June 2004... however, it highlighted the need for further reform of judicial structures in both Bulgaria and Romania, particularly in its pre-trial phases, as well as the need for further efforts to fight against political corruption and organized crime, including human trafficking. The findings were reflected in the 2004 Regular Report for Bulgaria and Romania.' (Wiki)

There we are: France and her EU sister countries traffic people on French student visas - which also means that this particular year/years the number of Bulgarian students in French Universities was quasi zero, unlike the number of Bulgarian human traffic victims in French/othercountries' brothels (later on while working in Lyon I met some of these screamingly obvious  human traffic victims treated as prostitutes and not assisted at all by police/authoeities) - but Bulgaria and Romania have to make efforts to tackle organized crime and human trafficking? Pitié ....

During the 00s in Lyon the probability of a person with an Arabic surname finding a job was ZERO, I can testify. Despite my prestigious certificate from a local university my hundreds, literally hundreds, of job applications signed with my Arabic surname hadn't ended up with as much as a simple response. They were all, ALL met with total and absolute silence. Lack of refusal even. Just nothing. All my job applications under a Bulgarian name, borrowed from my then husband, accompanied by the same cv recieved a response. All of them! Some even led to interview. Poor, poor French of colour and strange name.

Anyhoooo . The most innocent and unlikely victim of the EU Establishments Diplomatic Porn Gate was my son, who would ever so often imagine his mother being stopped for a check on her way back from uni - we've all seen the gangs of heavily armed policemen accompanied by dogs about les stations du metro - arrested and sent on a state-paid ticket back home.

10 August 2019

(To be continued)

Avalon Establishments - Glastonbury Festival & The Home Office (Part One)

Why am I looking forward to the AI era?

What's the common between Glastonbury Festival and the Home Office?


Except that I received a refusal from both (within a month) and there was much in common between the two refusals : the false reason.

Glastonbury's refisal came first:

" PS - I have just resent the notification that informed you that you had not been successful. Please check your junk folder if it does not appear in your inbox. The original notification would have been sent the week beginning April 15." It stated.

I think it goes by itself, that whosoever awaits an accreditation looks for it "under wood and rock" as goes the Bulgarian saying to which I would add "and the junk box".

To this moment, I still have not recieved neither the "original"nor the presumably resent notification.

Anyhooow Glastonbury's press office response to my first query about the results of the accreditation application stating :

"Accreditation closed on Friday April 5. We will be considering all applications the week commencing April 15. Applicants will be informed whether they have been successful or not by the end of the month latest."

And a second, again in responce of me asking for a result: " Dear Laaf, As clearly stated in the previous email, accreditation for Glastonbury Festival closed on April 5 and we cannot accept any more applications. Therefore you would be correct in deducing that London Art and Food is not going to Glastonbury Festival. Sorry to disappoint. Best wishes, Glastonbury Festival Press Team"

The quoted stext come as the fifth email in a string of emails (by a string of emails I mean consecutive emails lined under an initial email using the laziest option - clicking on the "reply" botton) the first of which was:

"Dear Laaf, Many thanks for your application for 2 Press Passes on behalf of London Art and Food. Your application reference is PA1900173."

The PS was to an email with which Glastonbury press team informed me for a forth time that I should have applied until 5th of April answering my third enquiring demand and to which I responded that I have done so ever since March.

For this forte annoying inadequacy there might be two reasons - and may the arrows of the small god of false reasons skip me - either complete ignorance of how email communications work, or complete disregard to people (yes, unknown but still people) having spent time and effort to create a concept (be it in broken English) to back their application as Glastonbury press requires.

I read and still read (while rereading for an N-iem time my email exchange with Glastonbury press) the mentioned inadequacy as typical establishment arrogance.

The typical establishment arrogance being: YOU MISSED the application time. YOU DIDN'T check your junk box. YOUR MAILBOX FAILD to receive our notification. YOUR CONCEPT IS NOT worth mentioning with a single word . YOU FAIL. YOU. YOUR FAULT.

Thank you very much Glastonbury establishment.

Now a word to be said about Glastonbury and other art (music is an art. It has its own muse and all the rest) establishments. Art entities, should have a style. No communication with an art entity should feel like a failed job application. Style does not necessary imply more work, even though it my require some thought and inspiration. Style doesn't even require heart!

For Glastonbury Festival a good generic refusal email might include a simple link to Stones' "You can't always get what you want", instead of four senseless emails with false reasons and wrong statements.

And while Glastonbury was "a life changing experience for those who attend it" as I heard many times to be said on Radio Glastonbury over this last weekend. For me the interaction with Glastonbury, be it brief and from distance, reminded me of the times I was searching for job in France. Which, as a foreigner of "mixed origin" as the French call it, basically emplyes facing systematic uselessness. By this systematic uselessness I felt permanently insulted, despite being aware that uselessness is never personal. To be useless for all those that stands outside of it, is every establishment's self-protective mechanism.

I might have completely forgotten my irritation with Glastonbury's press team, if it wasn't followed by the Home Office's letter - similar farce.

The Home Office. Better tone - as it should be when paid £1349.20 (the fees for the two tests: English Language and Life in the UK not included - roughly another £300) and an extra £35 paid to documents check contractor Sopra Steria UKVCAS. Still the Home Office says:

"Your application has been refused for the following reason:....As you have not provided a document certifying permanent residence or a permanent residence card issued by the Home Office, we cannot be satisfied that you were permanently resident in the United Kingdom on the date of your application for naturalistion and it has been refused".

The reason, of course, just as with Glastonbury Festival, is false as:

First, I have provided the needed document - Permanent Residency Card - just as the appointed contractor Sopra Steria UKVCAS has confirmed in an email:

"Thank you for uploading your supporting evidence to the UK Visas and Citizenship Application Service website. We have now completed the following checks of the files that were available as of 26/03/2019 · Checked for the presence of all mandatory documents · Checked that all documents are legible · Checked that all documents been uploaded to the correct category · Checked for any obvious missing pages · Checked that all uploaded documents are in either English or Welsh language, or have an accompanying English or Welsh translation. No action required: Following a review of supporting evidence available, we can confirm that: Mandatory documents are present in all required categories. All documents are legible. All documents have been uploaded to the correct category. There are no obvious missing pages in any of the documents. All documents are in either English or Welsh language, or are accompanied with an English or Welsh translation that obviously relates to the original Second, it is this same Home Office that has issued the document in question.

And precisely there is the similarity between Glastonbury Festival and the Home Office : one wonders what is it all about?

Is it a simple and complete incompetence - the Home Office can't see an attached document from one hand ; and from other hand despite being paid a ton of money can't check if it has issued such a document. Or is it a pure and arbitrary disregard to people (foreigners with broken English, but still people)?

All establishment serves itself only (Only British Labour Party serve the Conservatives as well). Where I am now in regards to the mentioned Avalon Establishments? (Why Avalon? Because their rational is covered in mystical mists).

With Glastonbury : After seven unsuccessful attempts to get myself into Glastonbury Festival - I try since 2012, one way or another, an eight won't follow. F*kc you very much Glastonbury! YOUR ACCREDITATION REJECTIONS ARE WRONG! If they were right I would have never given up trying to get in there.

With the Home Office: my local MP Emilly Thornberry is communicating of my behalf. At present a response from Mark Thomson, The Director General of the Home Office is awaited.

So far so good. Where is my drama? The UK starts to look more and more like my native Wonderland, Bulgaria, where nothing is where or as it should be. Say:

For one, my moral integrity is shaken by the necessity to ask for assistance my local MP as she represents a party I don't sympathise to. Imagine if it was Jeremy Corbyn!!! Have I lived in Islington North instead of Islington South!!!

For two, the wierd refusal reason stated by the Home Office makes me wonder whether their contractor Sopra Steria is competent. Which reminds me that all my personal data and biometrics have been collected by a contractor. Which on it turn reminds me that this country's whole administration has been contracted to private companies. American companies, for example according to my personal experience, have no other interest at heart but their own.Which means that the two ends they are supposed to provide services for and to could only "blow the soup", as go the Bulgarian expression.

The Silver Lining: Emily Thornberry and her office have been extremely efficient (so far) and perfectly polite. A pleasure to deal with (UNLIKE YOU Glastonbury Festival)

If the Home Office care to come to its senses and, as Emily asks it, grant LAAF British citizenship (be it without the issuing of unreserved apology, for which Emily asks too), next year ... BURNING MAN I am coooommmiiiiiinnnng.

No accreditation needed thank you.

And if Emily Thornberry's mediation is successful and I eventually get a British citizenship, to honour her and all other wonderful women, on the next elections I may vote for Women's Equal Rights Party !

Tuesday, 2 July

PS Looking foreword the AI era! AI will exclude uselessness, unless breastfead with nonsense.

In this regard a very important exhibition is coming this autumn:

Trevor Paglen: From “Apple” to “Anomaly” (Pictures and Labels) Selections from the ImageNet dataset for object recognition at The Curve, Barbican Centre

26 September 2019 – 16 February 2020