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1995 | Issue
40 SchNEWSCJA ARRESTOMETER DIGGING FOR VICTORY!HESELTINE GETS IT IN THE BACK (GARDEN)! "This is a pickmark compared to wina is happening elsewhere. He's closed all our mines saying there was no market for coal, yet there's opencast starting everywhere. It's an insult." - Ann Scargill, wife of the NUM president Early Sunday morning and a motley collection of ex-miners. trade union members and environmentalists are busy looking for coal with pickaxe and spade. A sleepy Deputy Prime Minister pops his head out of one of the many windows of his manor house and sees sixty of them digging up his lawn! The protesters decided to target the man accused of ditching Britain's deep mine coal industry by putting the fork firmly into Michael Hestletine's beloved gardens. But not content with giving the wannabe PM such a rude awakening this alliance of anti opencast mining groups has also submitted a planning application to Northamptonshire County Council for permission to sink an open cast mine in Heseltine's garden! This - said a representative - was a just a preliminary visit! Now Heseltine will have to defend his land and state why he objects to the application. Whatever his words he will be accused of NIMBY-ism and tiny arguments he utters about intrusion, pollution, noise, dust or disruption will be widely used by Britain's 40 loud anti open cast groups. Heseltine meanwhile clearly miffed at the destruction of the garden he is so proud off called down to a police officer "I thought we had sorted out this trespassing. Clear them off. Seven hours later and after much digging, a picnic and a game of cricket, the protestors feel they've made their point and left. There were no arrests. Heseltine should be used to these in yer-face methods. During the last Pit closure programme tonnes of coal was dumped outside the gates of his mansion with a little note UP YOURS Love Frickley N.U.M. SOUTH WALES Anti open cast protests at Cumgwrach and Brynhenllys could face imminent eviction. The application for Cumgwrach was granted a week after the last deep cast mine in South Wales was closed. This mine, Tower Colliery , has since re-opened as a workers co-op turning over a healthy profit. Cumgwrach if deep mined could create another 300 jobs. Instead the destruction company plan to trash 880 acres over 7 years making £45 million. 0589 114899 WEST YORKSHIRE a camp has been established at Hawks Nest Wood in Garforth. The first tree houses are up but full-time residents are needed. Leeds EF! 0113 262 9365 SUSTAINABLE WALES a gathering of all the groups campaigning against open cast mining in Wales on Saturday Septemher 23rd at The Environment Centre, Pier St, Swansea. KING ARTHUR WALKS FREE!Arthur Uther Pendragon, a druid from Hampshire, was arrested for trespassory assembly (section 70 of the CJA) for going to Stonehenge at Summer Solstice this year. King Arthur has practised his religious ceremony there in previous years and felt he had every right to do so again. Wiltshire police, determined to keep the crusty element away from Stonehenge, arrested him, as they had a four mile exclusion zone in the area for the occasion. It was an excellent test case for this new offence, which needs to have 20 plus people assembled to be deemed illegal. Police evidence that there were 27 people assembled was complete bollocks as it included everyone standing anywhere near, including a German TV crew, some legal observers and a couple of drunk Italians (and a partridge in a pear tree). King Arthur was acquitted mainly because of this fabrication. MOTHER 'UBBARD!Eight people allegedly involved in Julys Mother festival, have been charged with 'conspiracy to cause a public nuisance' - which carries a maximum life sentence! The trial is set for Nov 24, Corby magistrates - apparently old copies of SchNEWS are to be used as evidence! Billed as the biggest free festival of 95 in direct defiance of the Criminal Justice Act (CJA) the police mounted a huge operation to stop it including phone taps, roadblocks and confiscating rigs. Despite this four smaller parties still took place. However, Black Moon were the first people to be charged under the rave sections. They are back in court on the 22 Sep and could do with your support. If found guilty they face a £2,500 fine/3 months as well as losing their £9,000 rig. * 123 people were arrested and drugs worth more than £10,000 seized (£2000 of which were found in bins) in Northamptonshire at the weekend. 15,000 people paid £25 + at the event organised by Dreamscape. Most were later released without charge. WELLING BOOT!Nine of the protestors charged with riot at the anti-BNP demo in Welling 2 years ago, have been given prison sentences from l6 months to 3 year;. No surprise that none of the police who attacked at and truncheoned demonstrators were charged? Even the judge who gave sentence admitted that some of the police went over the top and behaved inappropriately. * Demonstrate against police brutality - go to the JUSTICE (not us!) demo - Oct 7th 0171 533 4533
Inside SchNEWS - Special ReportSTOP FRENCH NUKE TESTS!Greenpeace activist Al Baker, 31, takes that message literally. Flying to Tahiti with £93,000 in a carrier bag he and five others set up a campaigns office in four days undetected by the French secret service. Former Legionnaire Matthew Whiting, 36, who has lived through 15 tests on the island, had an axe to grind. Breaking into a military barracks on Tahiti he stole Legionnaire's uniforms for the activists to go undercover. Together they bought a yacht, La Rebaude [trans: wild party woman] and headed for the Atoll, 600 miles away. Within five hours the engine had broken down. Luckily a Force 8 storm sailed them close enough to the 12-mile exclusion zone to mount an invasion in an inflatable and two Kayaks. Al and Matt, with no communication and without a clue when the French would go BOOM! managed to stay at large for 31 hours on the island evading thousands of crack French commandos and delaying the test. This is their story. "The inflatable's propeller got caught in the reef. We carried the canoes and stumbled across the coral to the Lagoon. We had a fag, ate some marzipan and waited for dawn to check out the best bush to hide in. We found one dense on the outside and brittle on the inside which acted like a big bender. I disguised the shape of the Kayaks with sticks and leaves and tried to sleep. Thousands of fist-sized hermit crabs started rummaging about in our food, tugging at our hair and jumping in our sleeping bags. It was impossible to get our heads down. At dawn a chopper came over and spotted the inflatable. It hovered over the hushes for 3 hours. We heard boats arriving and I guessed they were dropping more troops. There was a lot of activity but we remained undetected. So we sat there feeling very smug, smoking fags and telling jokes. We couldn't tell the world we were there because the planned Microwave camera never happened and the chopper which was on the Greenpeace had been seized. We warned the news to get out so that France knew we were at large on the island. We knew they had some idea because they'd found the inflatable - but there was no saying that it hadn't just been washed up. So my plan was to let some parachute distress flares while Matt headed off to the Zone de Vivre (Life Zone) right on the other side of the island. We were in the Zone Interdit (Forbidden Zone) camped between two former test sites. Matt would leave at first darkness and would attempt to take some photos and stick thousands of 'NON!' Greenpeace stickers all over the island. He really wanted to fuck up the military because of the way he had been previously treated. Matt left and I made arrangements to let off the parachute flare two and a half hours later. He knew that if he ran into the troops he could hide, wait 'til I let off the flare so they'd be distracted, and be able to get through. A flare lights up half a square mile and the trail of smoke points directly back to ...YOU! I let it off and everything went pink for miles. I ran in a panic to the wrong bush - I still hadn't slept. A chopper came over with a really piercing searchlight so I covered myself up with leaves. When I felt it was far enough away I ran to the right bush got into the sleeping bag. Another chopper arrived, this time with no lights, like a black silhouette - I could make out the shape by which stars had been blotted out. That hovered over the bushes and I was aware it might be using infra-red. A patrol boat arrived and disappeared. I fell asleep for hours or minutes - I couldn't tell - and dragged my canoe out and loaded in the equipment. I canoed about half a mile to where the bomb site was. I let another flare off right near the rig, the bomb site, and it lit up like a Christmas Tree. I sat there in the canoe in the water and I could see the coral - everything - bright pink. Suddenly, I saw a patrol boat heading towards me across the Lagoon. As soon as the flare went out it was complete darkness so I just headed straight at it. They'd think I'd be going either left or right - they wouldn't expect I'd go straight at them! We passed within 200 metres just missing each other. This thing nearly tipped me over - it was really thrashing along. I got to the other side of the Lagoon - quite a few miles - and I let another flare off. I sat in amongst the rocks and waited for that to go out. Then I started to canoe straight towards the Life Zone. By this stage I was getting a bit kamikaze. I was so cold and tired. I didn't know how much exposure to radiation I'd had. So I decided to canoe into the daylight and let a smoke flare off coz that was the last thing I had - a canister of orange smoke in the hope that the Peace Flotilla would spot me if they hadn't already. That was pretty risky and I knew I was gonna get caught. But I knew that Matthew was still doing his thing and I'd made loads of distractions for him. So I sat sort of stunned for a really long time in a shallow bit just looking at the coral and the fish and waiting for it to get sunny. It got light and a chopper came over and missed me in broad daylight. I don't think they were expecting to see a guy in a canoe. I started canoeing to the Life Zone, thinking I'd leave the smoke flare to the last moment. That chopper came back, flew over me and practically skidded to a halt. It hovered right above my head. I was a bit nervous coz that part of the Lagoon had actually sunk and the sea was crashing on the reef. It was getting quite tricky to balance the canoe. At one point I could see three sharks thrashing around aggressively at this unknown intruder and one of them banged into me. I was quite grateful for the chop-per coz it started scaring them all off. I was trying to stay upright. I signalled to the pilot that I was going further away. He could see that I was really having a bad time but he could also see that I wasn't trying to escape. I was going to canoe half a mile away and hoped that he could pick me up from there. For some reason they winched down a really stupid-looking stretched-out guy in a red wetsuit with a mask and snorkel. So it was then I decided to chuck the flare and he disappeared in a puff of orange smoke ! The pilot came out to one side and I motioned him to winch the guy up. It was really funny, I felt I was in control of the whole situation! Then I saw three inflatables coming towards me going really fast, it looked like they were racing each other to be the first to make the arrest. I signalled to them to slow down. I canoed alongside one of the boats, reached over and took one by the hand which quite shocked him and got him to pull me out of the canoe. This was all a bit confusing for them cot they thought they'd have to beat me up and hold me down. He was shouting "Get Down! Get Down! Get Down?. I was trying to help them but they just kept telling me I had two choices - to "SHUT UP OR . . .", and they wouldn't tell me what the other choice was, so I shut up. We thrashed along through the Lagoon to the waiting Naval ship where they nicked me. The first thing they were concerned with was whether there was anyone else on the island. I was really shivering and freezing cold. I was greeted, if that's the word, by a Legionnaire Andrew Williams. I was told that if I didn't tell him exactly what he wanted to know I'd serve a five year prison sentence. I told them there was one person on the island and that was all they wanted to know at that point. It was then I also realised that Matt must've been caught as well. Then they searched all the equipment. I was surprised, they were really fascinated by the teeny VHF radio and the Global Positioning Unit. I think everything they had dated from the 1940s. So they crowded around and played with it for ages. The police arrived and took me back to the station where they started to question me more thoroughly. I saw Matt's bag. That was a bad sign. I decided that, being military police, I could give them a harder time answering questions than not answering them. I could appear to be very, very helpful when in fact I wasn't being helpful at all. They seemed very pleased - I wasn't telling the truth, obviously. Then, my chair nearly got whacked out from under me! There was Matt, on crutches, laughing his head off. There was a bandage on his elbow and his knee. It transpired that about midnight he'd encountered a patrol of Paratroopers who'd just got back from Bosnia. One of them grabbed him but he managed to get away. He'd jumped into the Lagoon and swum about a kilometre further on towards the Life Zone. He'd got onto the beach and managed to penetrate that Zone. He took photos and stuck stickers everywhere - including one on the door of the police station! Then he stuck a roll of film up his bum and headed off to find me. He got found in the bushes by the same patrol who were all soaking wet coz they'd been looking for him in the Lagoon. They were really, really angry.
He urinated in his pants. He thought that was it, you know, his time had come. He spoke to them in French and told them that there was another person on the island. He also told them that his father was a famous magazine editor and they calmed down a bit. They were still hitting him though. Then the Chief of Command turned up. The police picked Matt up by the cords which held his wrists and ankles and threw him in the back of the van. They took him to the station, via the infirmary where they patched him up, X-rayed him and gave him crutches. So that was the condition I met Matt at the police station. They were having trouble interviewing us. We pretended we didn't speak French so they brought in John Wall, head of the French Commandos, who is actually Australian! His claim to fame was organising the raids on the Rainbow Warrior and Greenpeace. He was quite proud of that. He did all the 'interpreting' for us. He struck me as a reasonable bloke. Then he said "Okay, I've got better things to do now. It's three hours 'til the bomb goes off'. I thought he was joking. I was pretty sure they wouldn't let it go off until everyone on the island had given their consent. That's what I'd heard. Anyway the interview broke off, they took me away and stuck me in a cell. The cell was 8 by 8 feet made of concrete with a small window which you could just see out of if I stood on tip-toe. No toilet. Just two bottles of mineral water. So I paced up and down the cell. All this time I could hear a sort of countdown every ten minutes from a voice on the PA which ran all across the Life Zone. They'd say: "All vehicles must stop moving:" And then another command ten minutes later. One of these commands was to start ascending these platforms which are supposed to be for their safety. They are about five metres off the ground on stilts like a boxing ring. They evacuate everyone on the island to these platforms. The reason for that is that if there is a tidal wave or the island starts to sink they are better being high up, they won't get hit by falling trees and they'll be easier to rescue. I sat there in the cell looking at the door thinking they'll come and get me in a minute. But they didn't. I stood by the window. I was really dehydrated. I'd just finished pissing in this bottle and I could hear this noise, this really distant noise. And then the whole cell lept five inches and then went down and then came back up. At the same time I could hear all the timbers and concrete settling back down. And I could hear an enormous explosion about ten miles away. It was muffled but it was really big. I was stunned by that and I sat there waiting for what was going to be next. I began to think how I was locked in a cell and that if anything had gone wrong I don't think anybody would have tried to get me out. It would have been 'every man for himself' sort of thing and I'd have been locked in this concrete cell. I was quite glad when I looked out of the window there was no flash and it seemed it had gone ok. A couple of flights went by to Tahiti and there wasn't any room for us. Then we learnt that the airport was burning down in the capital, Papeete. They gave me the option of being flown by chopper to the nearest Atoll, Vanavana, where I'd be a free man. It turned out that there's 14 people living on that island eating fish and bananas and that there may be a boat passing in a month! I was quite interested in that one - but I thought I'd better stay with Matthew. So they couldn't get us off the island but they couldn't kept us in a police cell so they decided to give us to the Legionaires. We were put into a Legionaires cell and told "they probably won't beat you up". Chief of the Commandos, John Wall, said he'd look after us. We blagged him that we'd hidden all this stuff, hi-tech expensive equipment, on the island and told him he could have it if he could bring us some books to read, fags etc. So there he was in the Red Zone, the contaminated area, digging around with his minnions in the radioactive din looking for the non-existent kit. We had really good fun, it started to get very relaxed. We managed to carry on sticking stickers everywhere which was not really the point of the exercise but it was very entertaining! So they kept us for a couple of days - we had now been there a week - before they got us a flight. We opened the door of the plane at Papeete airport and it just smelt like there had been a big bonfire. We were driven to the gates of the airport where there was a big truckload of guys dressed in black, all tooled up, wild-eyed and nervous. What we found out then was that they thought we were ex-SAS! So we had an escort to come out and we realised there were a lot of people wailing for us. So Matthew nearly leapt out of the police car and shouted to them "We are going to see the judge!". It was really good coz they followed us to where the judge was but Matt did that at the expense of having his ribs severely beaten with a torch. The judge was reasonable and had a lot of respect for us. He allowed us to speak to our lawyer and they left the room. Matt even borrowed the judge's mobile to call his girlfriend! Then they took us away and held us in a garage supervised by the SWAT team. They were discussing killing us and throwing us in the sea. I don't know how serious they were but they were not happy with us with the riot and everything. It was all a bit much for them. They took us handcuffed to the part of the airport which was still standing to deport us via LA and Paris back to London City Airport. We flew out and that was that. Back in London Matt went and got the film developed which turned out all overexposed. So either the sun shines out of his arse or he was exposed to radiation - I dunno which. Matt was leaving to get back to his girlfriend and he jumped in a cab. It was just driving off when he leant out of a window and shouted back to me: "So what are we gonna do about the tests in China, then?!!"* Latest info suggests Chirac has no intention of backing down. The next test is likely in ten days. probably on Fangataufa. There is a continuous vigil outside the French Embassy. 58 Knightbridge, London SW1. Huge protests happen every Tuesday evening from 5:30pm. JUST SAY NON! Boycott French goods.Youth CND: 0171 607 3616 Greenpeace: 0171 354 5100 Nuclear Test Ban Coalition: 0171 354 5200* "Testimonies: Witnesses of Nuclear testing in the South Pacific" available from Greenpeace, Canonbury Villas, London, N1 2PN. Over 120 tests have been conducted on Mururoa alone since 1966.
Hemp for our futureImagine a crop more versatile than the soya bean, the cotton plant and Douglas Fir tree put together - a plant that grows like Jack's beanstalk and can provide for all our needs from oil to clothing, shelter to medicines, ropes to land reclamation, paper to building materials, paints to plastics - an amazing 25,000 practical applications.. Hemp is the plant most able to provide solutions to the social, economic and environmental issues that face us today. However since the mid 1920's cannabis has been subjected to costly world-wide prohibition and suppression. On February 18th 1993, the English Home office lifted the British prohibition against hemp fanning. More than 30 farmers have subsequently planted industrial hemp. The widespread growth of hemp could help restore a proper atmospheric balance and relieve our dependence on fossil fuels through the diversity of its applications. Grow it. use it, smoke it, choose it. HEMP. you know it makes sense Hemp was once one of the major staple crops of Britain. In 1563 Queen Elizabeth I required by law that every farm of sixty acres or more, grow at least one acre of hemp for the benefit of the nation. Cannabis hemp has proved to be the strongest, most durable, longest lasting, natural soft fibre on the planet. Hemp leaves and flowers were, among the most important medicines for two-thuds of the world's population, up until the twentieth century - there are sixty or more therapeutic compounds in cannabis that are healing agents. Cannabis has been found to be beneficial in the treatment of numerous ailments, including Multiple Sclerosis, Glaucoma, Arthritis and Asthma. Millions of people are dying from tried and tested state approved drugs but not a single death has been directly attributed to cannabis use. Hemp remained the dominant crop in Britain until the nineteenth century, when the enclosures movement resulted in the collapse of the village economy and increased the power of manufacturers and centres of capital. Agricultural reforms turned areas of high hemp productivity, such as East Anglia over to corn. Internationally hemp production was coming under all sorts of technical, economic and political pressures. The Industrial Revolution and the rise of mechanised harvesting, particularly of cotton, reduced the demand for hemp. In the USA the introduction of the1937 Marijuana Tax Law - which made it illegal to possess or purchase cannabis until a significant duty had been paid on it - meant that most hemp fibre products were replaced by new petrochemical plastics. This law was the culmination of a widespread deliberate smear campaign by the likes of William Randolph Hearst who along with Harry Anslinger (Head of the Federal Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs) and the help of Hearst's numerous magazines and newspapers systematically destroyed the positive image of hemp it became the killer weed, a highly dangerous, evil drug the use of hemp's colloquial name 'marijuana', helped to cover up the disappearance of the world's chief premier crop and natural medicine source. In truth, the enormous timber, paper and petrochemical industries feared massive investment losses. America's industrial barons and financiers knew that machinery for efficient hemp processing was about to become available in the late 1930s. Coincidentally, Dupont had in 1937 patented a chemical process for pulping wood into paper. Competing against hemp paper would have jeopardised the lucrative financial careers of these men. The 1937 law meant that hemp had effectively been abolished as a crop, on a world-wide scale. In 1923 South Africa proposed to the League of Nations Advisory Committee on Traffic in Opium and Dangerous Drugs that cannabis be included. In 1925, a sub-committee report was published which imposed widespread prohibition of cannabis and hence the growth, production and use of any cannabis species was outlawed in Britain in 1928. Despite all these setbacks Hemp is re-emerging as the plant for the future. Seeds of hope are being sown all over the country, small scale sustainable hemp initiatives are springing up from the grassroots - and this Saturday September 16th CHIC (Cannabis Hemp Information Club) are presenting The Cannabis Hemp Conference offering a brilliant opportunity to meet other Hempheads and find out more about the Eco, medical and social benefits of hemp. Locally, 'High Hopes Hemp Collective' has been created to promote hemp in all its forms. Don't just beat about the bush - grow it. HIGH HOPES HEMP COLLECTIVE CM Bob Hope, PO Box 1080, Brighton, BN1 4DL, or pop in to 32 Trafalgar Street Brighton CHIC, BM Box 339, London WC1N 3XX (enc SAE) 0171 613 5166 DOVER DOCKEDA total of 92 people were arrested during a sit-down protest against live animal exports in Dover to mark the 100th day of trade. Dover Defence Union told SchNEWS "The use of powers contained within the CJA to place these bail conditions on people is clearly a tactic of Kent Police to weaken the protests. For Kent police simply wearing a Ban Live Exports t-shirt outside the protest is good enough for an arrest!" More worrying is that two people have been charged with S14, for organising the sit-down. 01342 303166 Party and ProtestFRI 22nd Milan Rai reads from 'Chomsky's Politics' Brighton Peace Centre, Trafalgar St 692880 22-24 Earth First! National Gathering, Lancashire 0151 733 2073 22-25th Sellafield Women's Peace Camp 01706 371387 SAT 23rd Campaign Against the Arms Trade - international day of action against land mines 0171 281 0297 SAT 23rd INTERNATIONAL NO SHOP DAY! MON 25th 1st day of McLibel Trial after summer. Demo High Court, London 9:30am 0171 713 1269 MON 25th SchNEWS benefit Tragic & Mojo Filter @ Concorde, Marine Parade, Brighton. £2.49! TUE 26th Strategy Meeting to discuss Waterhall Toad's Hole Valley, Patcham - under threat from greedy Council out-of-town shopping development @ Booth Museum, Dyke Rd, Brighton. 7.30pm 25- 30th Reclaim the land at Eithinog Meadows, Bangor, N.Wales 0113 2629365 THUR 28 Action against Gillettes animal testing 0171 388 4922 SAT 30th Paris Demonstration against French Nuclear Tests. Travel Details CND 0171 700 2393 29-1 OCT Survival of the Tribes Gathering, Glastonbury Assembly Rooms. Music, entertainment including the Dongas play. 01225 444133 SchNEWS IN BRIEFOn Monday we heard the news that the Millennium Commission is gonna come up with £425m to build a national cycle network. The paths will run from Inverness to Dover and should be completed in 2005 (only slightly after the millennium). Finally someone's realised that cycling is a cheap, environmentally sound alternative to the car. The only criticism is that the money is coming out of the National Lottery. Yeah its excellent that lottery money is being used for something worthwhile, but shouldn't the government be paying for cycle lanes with all that change from their much reduced roads programme? *** Alan Davies has been stuck inside for breaking bail conditions. The naughty boy decided to flick off his bail conditions and climb up a crane on the road site at the Thanet Way in Kent. He was nicked for breach of bail and ag. trespass (again) and is inside till his case his heard next Tuesday *** Hampshire Police have arranged an exchange trip to France to examine (among other things) French riot police tactics. Perhaps protesters should arrange an exchange trip to Tahiti.... *** We do seem to be cracking down on the real criminals recently - a Hertfordshire policeman was convicted of stealing £440 from an 83 yr old pensioners handbag. He committed the crime while interviewing her at her home about a burglary she had reported. Also police in Norfolk agreed to pay £10,000 to a man who had received 100's of nuisance calls. He complained to police about the calls but when they continued he got BT to trace the calls. After the next call was traced to the police station, an internal inquiry was started and the calls stopped.... *** That nasty MP who threatened protesters with a pickaxe at the No M77 campaign was charged with breach of the peace. Conservative Allan Stewart got a £200 fine and a slap on the wrist. *** MegaRIPolis - Justice? and the Conscious Cinema have pulled out of Megatripolis after hearing - and seeing - the actions of both the bouncers and the venue. Following allegations of muggings (by security) in the toilets, attacks both inside and outside the venue, all cold water taps being removed and beer going at£2.70 a can, think twice before parting with your money.... *** SchOOOPS! The Windsor tree protest is far from over, despite our report last week. Over 60 younger trees in Windsor Great Park have indeed been taken down but the 39 Oaks on Queen Anne's Ride still stand and are being protected. There is a permanent camp with massive local support. Prince Charles has condemned his father saying it was an act of "vandalism", which "is ignoring green philosophies". Nice one, big ears. "Until we have written assurance that none of the ancient Oaks are being felled we will continue with direct action" Tel: 03741 52163 *** 7 people nicked for 'aggravated trespass' while defending trees along the A3 - all walked fire from court this week. Sorry Chris couldn't fit your blow your own trumpet article in SchNEWS - maybe when we're a daily. XXX ***** Oh we've got this spare space - what shall we use it for??? Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blab blah! and FinallyOh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Those luverly Levellers, top of the album charts (well done lads), thought they'd get down with their fans when shooting their new video on Worthing Pier this week. The kind popstars even delivered some free food for the faithful. Oh look there's a McDonalds van. Erm it's stopping. Erm, it's delivering boxes of food. Ooops. 'I'm not fucking paying for them, "stormed red-faced singer Mark Chadwick, as he buggered off to the local chippy. "Throw 'em in the sea", steamed Jeremy. 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got him down on the ground and tied his ankles to his wrists. A
nylon cord was put around his neck and they'd arched his neck back
and tied that to his ankles and pulled him around all over the ground.
They were sticking him with bayonets with the covers on them pretending
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