Statement for LANGUAGE TO COVER A WALL

I don't like making manifesto-like statements; but I am making them ARTSLANT

performance of Upton's sound works

announcement of a rather extensive gig artslant / Upton

C of E

So they've smashed up the camp at St Paul's. Well, one knew they would. They're as predictable as any fatal disease.
Doctor, tell us, how long have we got?
Well, it depends on how they judge when making an attack upon us will do least damage to their own reputations.
I listened to the descriptions of heavies damaging the tents deliberately as they moved them - tearing and ripping. I bet that isn't written in the law they used. That's just understood as a small reward for doing harm to others on behalf of Money.
According to the report I heard (still listening to Today R4; well, it is Lent) some of the camp were still trying to explain their case to the police.
This is the police force which held Jean Charles de Menezes down while one of them shot him, and still missed several times. And they're trying to talk.
The C of E were not there. Would you not wait one hour with me? asked Christ.
Well, dear boy, it was past my bedtime.
I was in bed too, but I don't really call myself a Christian

LinkedIn

LinkedIn demanded I say where I am a freelance artist. This struck me as a dumb question. More there is something a little unhealthy in the way that the system badgers for information one may not wish to give.
As a related aside, there are the tv licence inspectors -- I don't have a tv and they suspect me. They insist that I confirm every so often that I have no tv and submit to an inspection of my home.
Do they think I am lying? I ask in writing. They don't answer. This is the Vermin's way of arguing it is not a liar; and also its way of dealing with a situation it can't control totally. I believe it used to be called "dumb insolence" in the military.
They insist and I ask them under what regulation they make their demand. They never answer. They can't. They do not have the authority. They blag their way in.
Some investigation.
Anyway, LinkedIn, for all its many qualities, wants to know where I am a freelance artist; and we reached a compromise whereby I accepted "Lawrence Upton is a freelance artist at Lawrence Upton"
The stupidity of that offended me this morning when I saw it while I was doing something else there. It wouldn't let me change it.
Not only would it not let me but it claimed I was in ERROR. If I ignored that, it left things as they were. I felt as outraged as I did yesterday when my Win7 PC told me I do not have sufficient privileges to do something. "I'm your superuser," I thought; but it doesn't have ESP.
I tried saying I am a freelance artist at a statement of their stupidity. Wouldn't have it. At Error? No. So no one call your company "error" in case it upsets an uppety machine's programmer.
Finally, I offered it Worldwide Domination Inc; and, interestingly, it found that perfectly acceptable.
http://uk.linkedin.com/in/lawrenceupton

Inoracy

Justin somebody Webb? on R4 today asks a question -- are we in this day and age...?

He meant now or nowadays. In this day and age is decorative and may well rhetorically imply "now that we have come so far" although our main achievement is to overpopulate and trash the world. (I am in a wifi cafe and just now there was a man with an organic copy of himself in a buggy, the copy screaming wildly, and he leant back relaxedly chatting on his electronic toy. That's "this day and age")

We can say that we know what he, Justin Today, meant; but I suspect people who prefer decorative cliches. I suspect they have nothing much to say. In this day and age, that is

More on Gulliver's Travels

Not much more. A bit.

The character they invented was Lady Munudi. There is, in Swift, a Lord of that name. Dull type. On reflection a woman as portrayed would hardly have done, far too la puta for Swift I suppose.

I enjoyed the character and it did move the narrative along; but it's a script writer's invention.

Gulliver's Travels on BBC Radio

It looks as though I may gabble on this blog. I hope not.. We'll see. Just now I realise I am trying to put off doing something else I don't want to do.

But I have wanted to mark the passing of the BBC Radio Gullivers Travels. Here goes.

They played some odd tricks with the text and I am going to reread the whole thing because I have the new narrative replacing the half remembered one. I am not sure it is for the better.

In particular, there is a character in Laputa whom I do not remember. Played I think by somebody Waller-Bridge, but the character herself is not listed on the web.

I thought she was quite a hoot and I found myself not so much believing or disbelieving in Lemuel Gulliver's despair as in thinking I wouldn't mind hanging out with her on a foreign holiday!

Unfortunately, I think she may be a script writer's invention. So it goes. I once fell in love with a woman who was her own invention.

Apart from that, I had wanted to say what a pity it is that Swift's view has to involve his revulsion at the body. That's it. Said it now. All his other targets or many of them (pending a reread) are spot on; but his trouble with bodily fluids is tiresome

And the other odd thing is that, in this production, Houyhnhnms have Swedish accents. That was very peculiar.