Saturday, 17 December 2016

a dream with singing


tomorrow - the 18th - is the anniversary of the first joint mix put up by the musicians of bremen on mixcloud (here you see horsemouth impersonating a 'down-and-out' olympic mascot - photo by max 'crow' reeves)

‘success - a form of social persecution’ - pasolini (quote modified)

and sadly one of the few social persecutions horsemouth doesn’t suffer from. he’s slightly hung over (having invited darsavini out for beers after the development committee and having drunk more beers than is sensible for a worknight). still he doesn’t have to work until two thirty.

the world continues to be a dreadful place (except where horsemouth is - where it is only annoying).

legislation intended to prevent the conversion of vast swathes of london into private landlord hell with houses in multiple occupation is now preventing the monkey-on-a-stick housing co-op from creating social housing (because it would be creating houses in multiple occupation). here horsemouth sighs. ah well - fuck it (and fuck newham) - the entire time horsemouth has been engaged in this social housing lark all it has ever done is get harder to create social housing. of course the trend towards houses in multiple occupation (rather than houses housing families) is driven by low wages - only multiple occupation makes the rent affordable - precarity (both of income and of immigration status) results in ‘churn’ (a high turn over in tenants). legislation will not prevent the proportion of dwellings let to families drop in newham (for example) or elsewhere throughout what horsemouth refers to as the seaside towns.

apparently there’s a lot of cheap(er) housing in hastings.

afterwards horsemouth and darsavini discussed teleology - the bugbear against which we are all supposed to fight - and yet horsemouth thinks there are historical and political contradictions that force things in particular directions (if not at so great a level to inevitably lead to communism), they can (indeed) point the other way.

afterwards there was a dream with singing.

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