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The Ghost of Christmas 1930 will come to visit Christmas 2024
By the autumn of 1930, my family had lived rough in doss houses for two years. We had upped sticks half a dozen times, and because of it, nothing felt…
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Macbeth's Damn Spot of Memory
Six years ago today, my dad, ill with a fever, exhausted from age, stood from his bed and then fell to the floor banging his head against a dresser…
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A Winter of Revolution is Coming-Theirs & Ours.
Considering the sunshine, and the abnormally high temperatures, it doesn't feel like the middle of November.
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"In the 1950s, Canada Presumed I was a Russian Spy."
Harry Leslie Smith died on November 28th, 2018.
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Twitter made me, but X might break me.
Twitter made me, but X might break me.
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"In 1945 to Remember and Honour our War Dead, we built a Welfare State."
From the struggles of the Greatest Generation, the modern Welfare State was born only to be destroyed by neoliberalism over the last three decades.
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It's morally wrong to wear a Poppy, while helping to commit genocide.
Eleven years ago, my dad's essay on why- despite being a veteran of World War Two, he refused to ever wear a poppy again for Remembrance Day was…
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Those who refuse to fight in wars are the heroes.
Remembrance Day approaches and with an ongoing and relentless genocide against Palestinians by us and Israel, this year's commemoration is perhaps the…
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America made a peaceful transition to fascism today.
It’s always despairing the day after an American election during an age of neoliberalism.
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Penny for the Guy..
Our working-class history that created the Welfare State is being erased by neoliberalism, which is why the memories, compassion and socialism of Harry…
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Wearing the poppy is a November ritual to glorify needless wars & forget the waste of life.
In the grey of November when the clouds above hang low and move through the sky with the grim pace of a funeral dirge, the high streets of Britain…
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