Friday, 15 March 2019

Bloody Sunday leaks





Video link https://youtu.be/Yvc852TztSs

Bugged telephone conversation from Victoria Barracks, Derry on Bloody Sunday 1972.

                Bloody Sunday

Leaked calls by the British Army



First call, between two officers.



First Officer (Alan):

Bombadier Phillips is here, what does he want?

Second Officer:

I don’t know, what does he want?

First Officer:

Emm… look it’s presented to have been a hell of a sort out.

The whole thing’s in chaos.

Second Officer:

Yeah, obviously.

First Officer:

I think it’s gone badly wrong in the Rossvilles… the doctor’s just been up the hospital and they’re pulling stiffs out there as fast as they can get them out.

Second Officer:

There’s nothing wrong with that Alan.

First Officer:

Well, there is because they’re the wrong people. There’s about nine, between nine and fifteen killed by the paratroopers in the Rossville area. They’re all women, children fuck knows what, and they’re still going up there.

I mean their pigs [Saracens] are just full of bodies, and there’s a 3-tonner up there with bodies in.

Second Officer:

Yeah, it’s alright. Stiffs all over the place and Mount.

First Officer:

Mount’s involved is he?

Second Officer:

Mount was down there, yeah. Yeah fucking [indecipherable]

 First Officer:

But the padre’s a bit upset, he’s going up to see the commander about all the ill-treatment.

Second Officer:

General Ford?

First Officer:

Yeah.

Second Officer:

He was lapping it up.

First Officer:

Who was?

Second Officer:

Ford.

First Officer:

Was he?

Second Officer:

Yeah, he said it was the best thing he’d seen for a long time.

First Officer:

Interesting isn’t it?

Second Officer:

“Well done 1st Para,” he said. “Look at them, 24 million dollars.”

First Officer:

Good excellent.

Second Officer:

And he said you know this is what should happen.

First Officer:

Yeah.

Second Officer:

He said we were far too passive and, I’ll tell you later.

First Officer:

Yeah okay, bye bye.

Second Officer:

Ciao.



Second call, between an officer (Tony) and a journalist (Max Hastings) for the BBC.

Max Hastings:

Hello Press?

Officer Tony:

Hello, I’m Tony [indecipherable] yes?

Hastings:

Oh sorry to bother you, Max Hastings at BBC.

Officer:

Hello, Max. are you here around?

Hastings:

Very much so, yes.

Officer:

Hmmmm,

Hastings:

I was just going to ask what the latest score was?

Officer:
Ummm… Yeah. We just are referring everybody off to Northern Ireland [HQ] now. Ah, we are working out.

Hastings:

No, no no no, I won’t say what- by the latest score I don’t just mean by how many have been killed. Let’s say, just how many soldiers have been killed?

Officer:

None.

Hastings:

No soldiers?

Officer:

No.

Hastings:

And civilian casualties, what is the situation in Bogside as far as you know?

Officer:

At this moment?

Hastings:

Yeah.

Officer:

Ummm.

Hastings:

Are the Parachute regiment still there? In there?

Officer:

Oh no. they were only in for a short while.

Hastings:

Yeah.

Officer:

A short devastating moment. Umm, no all is quiet now in the Bogside.

Hastings:

All is quiet now yeah? And there’s been no shooting now for what? Several hours?

Officer:

That’s true.

Hastings:

And what is the sort of holding the line, William street and all the rest of it, or are they even pulled off there?

Officer:

Oh, I think that’s all come down now.

Hastings:

All come down?

Officer:

Let me just check a moment, Max. just hang on a moment.

Max the troops are all withdrawing to their normal Londonderry deployments.

Hastings:

Yeah.

Officer:

The reserve forces have been now withdrawn.

Hastings:

Yeah.

Officer:

And that there have been no incidents in the last couple of hours.

Hastings:

No incidents for two hours?

Officer:

That’s right.

Hastings:

Is there any- you say that Northern Ireland [HQ] is working out all the details of how

Officer:

Northern Ireland [HQ] ummm  [indecipherable] I’ve just been ringing up Northern Ireland [HQ], I’m from there. Just ringing up and saying “Hello what’s happening?” Because we’re referring people along there, and I was interested to know what sort of answer they’re getting.

Hastings:

Oh well well. And the Bogside as far as you know is quote quiet unquote?

Offcier:

Uh, correct.

Hastongs:

Good God [chuckling laughter] alright.

Officer:

How long you here for Max?

Hastings:

Umm several weeks I’m afraid. But we’re just trying to get an interview with your General, General Ford tomorrow.

Officer:

Yeah, were you all up with us today?

Hastings:

Yes we were, but we’ve now returned to Belfast.

Officer:

You’re in Belfast now?

Hastings:

Yeah, but uh we may have to come back to Derry if our soldiers carry on shooting people at this remarkable rate.

Officer:

Ah hahahaha, Well yes, I’m from Belfast myself and I think it’s entirely a good trend myself.

Hastings:

Well it’s something I would’ve thought that the Bogside might take a dim view of. But em anyway many thanks.

Officer:

Okay then.

Hastings:

Alright, bye

Tuesday, 12 March 2019

Green Anarchism by Corin Bruce





Bruce argues that green anarchism is the most coherent form of anarchist thought because it challenges hierarchy and exploitation in ways generally unacknowledged by social anarchism: animal liberation and social ecology.

Thursday, 7 March 2019

Thoughts on Peterson, Zizek and debate as a concept




Peterson V Zizek: Dawn of For-Profit Clickbait Debate! An enormous thank you to my now over 1000 subscribers! That number means a lot to me, and I appreciate everyone sticking with me thins long. Now an apology for my sick, sad, slow mumbling. I was home ill and had a day to kill, and considering I have no hobbies or interests in general, made a video about the latest internet buzz. Note: While some tickets sold for $80, those tickets were some of the earliest available and sold out fast. I realised this and wanted to use the most extreme price point in my video, but understand I should have said something along the lines of "cost some people up to $1000". If you want to see more of me follow me on twitter @The_Infranaut or check out my website at Tumblr.com/infranaut. Some clips from Community's "Debate 109" episode. Opening Diddy is "Your Parent's Cocaine" by the Coup. The rest of the music is courtesy of Youtube, including "Flow" by MK2, "Sad Sunday" by W's Jammy Jams and "Acid Jazz" by Kevin Macleod.
So, Jordan Peterson and Slavoj Zizek have decided to have a debate. Can't say I'm surprised both of them are as aggressive self promoters as Niall Ferguson. This caught the parts of the internet I like to frequent by storm, and many are eagerly awaiting the massive defeat of the arch enemy. I can't see the future but I suspect they'll either be disappointed or think they've gotten just what they've wanting and ignore that the other side of the audience will be thinking much the same.

The video I've linked above has demonstrated a lot of the problems with debates. I used to canvass debates at university and in my community, it was very depressing. The audience was dominated by supporters of the two sides, with the remainder being made up of the curious. Unless one debater was very poor, and I don't mean his argument was weak I mean poor in style, there was very little change in audience. Largely it seemed to be an exercise in group validation, partisans attended to here one of their idols speak and they always regarded their side as having "won" the debate.

But what surprised me was that there didn't seem to be much movement amongst the undecided group either. If there were some people changing their minds and favouring one speaker over the other the reason given was usually personal, like their charisma or ability to make the complex seem simple. I can't recall a single person saying something like "I was on the fence until the pros mentioned ____ and I realised their argument made a lot of sense" or " I don't think the Cons side had a very good grasp of the figures, and their conclusions seemed very optimistic".

There's also a very interesting case study of how little impact debates have on changing opinions,  BBC Question Time is a very old weekly show that's a debate between politicians and social commentator types, novelists, journalists, comedians etc.

I know many of the local politicals in my area, including current and former council and parliament candidates. They all watch it weekly, and scrabble to get tickets to sit in the audience when it comes to our area, and I can't think of a single person whose political views have shifted as a result of the program. They just watch it to agree with their side making points and sneer at the opposition making theirs. The only real change I've noticed is that some of them over the years have gotten sick of the program.

Infamously in an attempt to boost ratings the show hosted Nick Griffin the then leader of the far right British National Party (BNP). The whole program was essentially just everyone on else on the panel taking pot shots at him and ridiculing and challenging his horrible views. The liberal types like to congratulate themselves on a thorough debunking and humiliation for the would be Fuhrer, but this is just hot air. The elections that took place after that Question Time episode the BNP enjoyed their best election results. In terms of vote share they came in fifth place out of the parties that stood throughout the UK.

So, I'll probably be ignoring this one assuming they do make it viewable online for free anyway. I don't


Tuesday, 26 February 2019

Montague "Monty" Miller - 1831 -1920

Biographical information on the life and death of Montague "Monty" Miller, Australian anarchist and IWW member.
in International Socialist - Saturday December 4, 1920
The cable has broken. The Grand Old Man of Australia has crossed the bar and passed on to the land of silence. Endowed with rare gifts, he used them lavishly in the interest of truth and justice. Opportunity knocked often at his door to become rich and powerful, bribes and emoluments of office were offered him, but he remained, true to his class; battling in their interests all his long and varied life.
The writer does not ask the toiling masses to bear their heads in prayerful silence in memory of the dead. We can better perpetuate his memory by re-doubling our efforts to achieve the end for which he strove. He saw the faint glimmer of dawn in the East; ours is the task to bring to fruition the poor day of his hope and ideal - a world set free, a world in which there will be bread and roses for all the sons and daughters of men.
He first saw the light of day in that lovely little township (then), which nestles at the foot of Mount Wellington, Tasmania. His snow white head, which a young girl remarked looked like the dome of a great cathedral, always reminded one of that snowy capped mountain beaten by the winds of adversity, yet always calm and strong.
When six weeks old, with his parents, he crossed the Straits in a whaling boat and landed on the shores of Port Philip, where there were very few white people. His parents lived for a time in Port Fairy, which was the chief station of the whale oil industry. His playmates were the piccaninies; and many an amusing story he told of their escapades. The gold rush took them to Ballarat, where he was, at the early age of ten years, apprenticed to a carpenter and joiner for seven years, under an indenture that made him the veritable slave, body and mind, of his master. He did not, if my memory serves me truly, serve his full term.
All the world knows the part he played in the rebellion of the miners in the Eureka Stockade. He bore the marks of coercive government to the end of his life. Smarting from bayonet and bullet wound on that cool December morn, he registered a vow that he would ever be the enemy of coercive government, and he kept that vow for 66 years.
In his youth he carried the swag, worked as shepherd, cook, rouseabout for timber fallers - married before he was 21, "a sweet girlie of 17 on whose brow I never saw a frown, from whose lips I never heard a cross word." His was an ideally happy married life for 45 years. The death of his loved partner was a very heavy blow. The balm that soothed his stricken heart was not the parson and Heaven, but Shelly and other such writers read to him by his life-long friend, Mr Siebernhaur, who was suspended for 3 months by the W.A. Government for daring to help the prisoner Miller to get legal advice in 1916. Three daughters and one son and numerous grand-children, mourn deeply the loss of an ideal father.
He lived in Richmond, Victoria, for many years, and worked as a carpenter, builder and contractor. During the depression following the burst of the land boom and the maritime strike, he worked night and day to establish relief depots for the starving people. He lost what little possessions he had, and went to Gippsland and worked a dairy farm for a big business man, but failed and went back to Melbourne. He migrated to the West: a strike broke out in the building trade; he and one other were the only two on the strike committee that did not go to work while on strike. He was victimised, and was just about to return East when an hotel keeper, an Irishman, gave him a contract to build an hotel. He worked alongside of George Pearce, now Senator (just the sort of man, he has often said, that makes a successful politician), for Whitaker Bros.; afterwards became builder and contractor was not successful, having retained the old fashioned notions of honesty and integrity too long, and also could not grind his workmen.
He returned to Melbourne and worked, taking labor contracts to avoid a master, being then over 70 years of age. At 77, a terrible accident laid him in the hospital for weeks. Later he returned again to the West broken in health and pocket; it was then his friends persuaded him to apply for the pension, which was brutally taken from him after the 1916 trial. He built a few houses after that. The writer first met him at a meeting called to form a rationalist association. The chief instigator of it was the leader writer of the "Daily News," Perth's main evening paper. His master did not want the Party, so the advocate of free thought and Rationalism was ordered to squash it in the making - and he did. The indignation of Monty Miller was superb; he looked to me as he rose to speak like an old war horse. Scenting battle, weak and broken in body though he was, I never heard anything since that thrilled me as the poem he recited, written by himself.
Much water has run under the bridge since then, some sweet, some very bitter.
All I am, or hope to be as an exponent of working-class ideals, I owe to Monty Miller. Many young men did he nurtue and educate, but they fell by the wayside; the path he trod proved too rough. He was one of the greatest champions of woman's equality with man. It has been stated that he was trained for the ministry. That is not so. He became a doubter of the Christian religion at a very early age. It was the questions asked by the man Friday of Robinson Crusoe that set his analytical mind asking the why and wherefore. In early youth he came in contact with a chartist, who gave him a book entitled, "Method of Nature," written by a Frenchman. The story of the Chartist movement told by this man colored his ideas with Socialism. He became an atheist at 15, much to the grief of his beloved mother and the disgust of his harsh and bigoted Wesleyan father. Often in later life, when his mother found a home under his roof, he carried the "War Cry" in one pocket and "The Free Thinker" in the other. His brother, Alfred Miller, was an ordained Minister, and became a politician afterwards, but had not the same sterling character, though it has been said he was a greater orater than Monty. That I doubt. For years he fought the battle of free thought. He, with Thomas Walker (who gave the burial oration), lectured and debated in halls and theatres. As President of the Rational Association, he was fined ,many times, yet they won out in the end. For 25 years he never missed a Sunday on the Yarra bank advocating the cause of free thought, free press, free land.
He debated all the leading ministers of religion in the largest theatres that could be got. His opponents were university educated men, but they could not put it over the self-educated working carpenter for logical and analytical reasoning; and in curtesy and good conduct in debate he far surpassed these cultured brethren. He worked with the Tom Mann Socialist Party, but always opposed the political idea. He was of the anarchist school of thought, and was often mobbed for his preaching of those ideas by the mobs on the Yarra bank. His knowledge of science was remarkable as his knowledge of literature and art. He gave many lectures on all subjects, yet never expected a penny piece for his great service. When he took the place of the paid lecturer he always handed the cheque back for the building fund.
Though he never believed in politics as a method to be used by the workers, he helped to put the first Labor members into office. It is well known how many of them helped in persecuting him in later life. He took an active part in the maritime strike, was on the platform the Sunday that Colonel Price gave that famous order "To fire low and lay them out."
In the West, as in the East, on the Esplanade of Perth, for years on his own, he poured forth the richness of his thought for 2 hours at a stretch. He, with a few others, formed the Social Democratic Party of Perth in the early days, and gave freely of his mental powers. On his 7Oth birthday, the Party presented him with a purse of 100 sovereigns, as a recognition of his valuable services. Many an Irishman remembers to this day the wonderful oration he gave on the centenary anniversary of the death of Robert Emmett., and the echo of it reached to the 1916 tragedy. One man on the jury could not agree to a verdict of guilty; he remembered Monty Miller's stand for the liberty of Ireland. 'It was only when the judge sent in word "to find them guilty and I will let them off" that he agreed to the verdict of guilty.
He was always ahead of the time. When the I.W.W. was brought to W.A. he said, "This is the organisation I have waited for all my life." Full well we know how adherence to the I.W.W. brought persecution on his head.
After 8 weeks' waiting in the Perth lock-up, the trial began.. The lawyer managed to get the Magistrate to allow bail for him after the final day. "What, said he, come out on bail and leave my mates in? Never!" He straightened his then slightly bent frame and walked back to the cell. They were all bailed out between the two trials, public opinion was changing. All know how he fought till the last. Those weeks in goal certainly shortened his life by many years. We will get the history written of that time written by his own hand.
He was an absolute materialist, and had no religious kink.
His great vitality, his unlimited energy, both mental and physical, his deep sympathy, his large ideality, his wonderful flow of language, his intuitive power, his fine spiritual nature, his nervous emotional temperament, coupled with his great reasoning power, and his critical analytical brain, compels me to assert that he was the most unique character, and the grandest and greatest man of his day.
We of the I.W.W. have reason to be proud that he was a member with us in the last days of his strenuous, wonderful, pure and beautiful life. He needs no tablets of stone. The memory of his deeds are burned deep into the brain of every working man and woman by the clean and honorable fight he fought for the working-class.
A Westbrook
AUSTRALIAN ANARCHIST HISTORY - MONTY MILLER
Anarchist Age Weekly Review - Number 215
2nd - 8th September, 1996
Monty Miller lived an extraordinary life. He was born in 1831. He was a pikeman at the Eureka Stockade at Ballarat in 1854 and he was involved in workplace struggles all his life. He joined the Australian 'local' of the Industrial Workers of the World (I.W.W.) when he was 75 and became a thorn in the side of capital and the Billy Hughes Federal government during the First World War. Monty Miller was one of the most active and spectacular members of the I.W.W. a direct action, anti-parliamentary industrial union that flourished in Australia between 1907 to the mid twenties.
Monty Miller was billed as a 'One Big Union Pioneer' and in his mid eighties and cris-crossed the country talking at Public Meetings on behalf of the I.W.W. He was imprisoned on many occasions for his trouble. In 1916 at the age of 83 he was sentenced to six months jail for sedition because he opposed conscription and the First World War. He was released after serving a few weeks of his sentence but was re-arrested in 1917 at the age of 84 and sentenced to six months jail with hard labour at Long Bay Goal because he continued to oppose conscription.
Monty Miller's contribution to the Australian Labour Movement is remembered by the Rebel Worker Group in Sydney. They established the Monty Miller Press over a decade ago to produce anarchist publications and continue to produce anarchist pamphlets.
Joe Toscano
Biographical Note on Monty Miller:
Montague Miler was a carpenter and a radical orator. He was also a veteran of the Eureka Stockade and of a thousand other radical, socialist and anti-militarist campaigns. During the First World War he was prosecuted in a Perth show trial for seditious conspiracy which charge revolved around his intense involvement with the Industrial Workers of the World. Found guilty but released on surety of good behavior his exertions on behalf of the movement led him to be arrested and imprisoned with hard labour (he was a very old man by this time) when that organisation was made illegal.
His association with the Melbourne Anarchist Club when it was first established might suggest that he was predisposed to reject the state as a means of obtaining social justice. Moreover a suspicion of government, ran deep in nineteenth century radicalism. In contrast to this Monty had become very involved with the early development of the Labor Party in Western Australia. He had belonged to the Social Democratic Federation - given delegate status at early State Labor Congresses.
Never one to put himself forward for office he worked away at promoting the ideals he thought important. This was to him always the most important task - socialism to the labor movement being the spirit that was to animate the otherwise dead machine of unions and parties and give them direction. The primacy of ideas and ideals - and noble thoughts generally - was an important aspect of Monty's way of looking at things for although he always read widely and digested and made use of what he read - becoming most impressed by the dialectical materialism of Karl Marx for ex- ample - it was the transcendentalism of Ralph Waldo Emerson that was and remained the most important and enduring influence upon him and the most frequently quoted. A devotion he shared with fellow West Australian Wobbly Mick Sawtell. While his hopes rested with the Labor Party he looked upon anarchism, the main contender for a non-political approach at the time, as a "lofty philosophy" having as its drawback that it required an "almost ideal race as a condition for its success." State Socialism suffered no such drawback and was, he felt, immediately practicable. Certainly socialism, through the efforts of people like Monty, was quickly adopted by the labor movement as its goal.
Somehow, however, even though the party had adopted socialism it never seemed to get any closer despite Labor winning office at state and federal levels. Moreover Monty's acute observations of the influence that the political process had upon those caught up in it while trying to capture it convinced him that the state could never be a medium for emancipation by working people.
During his trips over east he was closely associated with the Melbourne I.W.W. Club. These were formed to spread ideas as a precursor to the setting up of the union proper. Being before the political / non-political split in the I.W.W. they tended to have a close symbiotic relationship with the strict and incredibly serious Socialist Labor Party modelled on Daniel De Lions party in America. It is interesting that in the year of the major American split - 1908 - Monty is reported has having conflict with the club; himself taking a strong non-political stance. There is even evidence that he was involved in an attempted to get a charter for the formation of the direct actionist Chicago I.W.W. in Australia though at this time it came to nothing. While in the West he propagated the ideas of other socialist parties during this period, (especially the Australian Socialist Party (A.S.P.) and its newsheet the International Socialist. With the chartering of the proper (Chicago) I.W.W. in Australia relations were initially very close with the A.S.P. which would have liked to have the same sort of front relationship with the I.W.W. as the S.L.P. enjoyed with the clubs. As the locals, and especially the Sydney Local came increasingly to view the non-political clause as not simple an disinterest in the political process but an antagonism to it this relationship became, to say the least, more strained.
Thus it is easy to see the attraction the I.W.W. would have exerted upon Monty. Here was an organised programme that promised both immediate results and longer term human progress, bypassing the need for parliament and not requiring "an almost ideal race" for its implementation. The above article then should not be read as the outpourings of an ideologue but rather as the opinion of someone who genuinely searched for a way forward who had tried the political road and found it wanting.
- Mike (342055) 1997

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