⦾ Notes and links from Fri 15 May
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So the far-right came back to Stirchley yesterday to put up their flags and when they departed a local man was in hospital. Things have clearly escalated.
I’ve been stewing on this all day, which is not healthy as it’s incredibly draining, but my brain is going do its thing so I’m taking care and riding it out. One of the things I keep coming back to is their indignity at being stopped. It seems the original plan was to put flags on lampposts all down the Pershore Road into the city centre. This takes them through traditionally white working class areas, many of which went to Reform last week. And then they came to Stirchley.
In the 70s and 80s Stirchley was a far-right hotspot. The British Oak was well known as a National Front pub and Fiona, who grew up here, remembers the Stirchley Skins gang making the parks no-go areas. But it isn’t anymore. A few decades of economic depression left it run-down, unfashionable and, crucially, cheap. Priced out of places like Moseley and Kings Heath the artists and the queers and the weirdos started to move in, and then the type of middle class liberal people who like living around artists and queers and weirdos followed with their money, and now here we are. You can debate as to whether it’s better or worse, or if it even matters, but the fact is the area has changed in some quite fundamental ways.
And so when the fascists came to put up their flags they weren’t expecting any resistance. For all its diversity Stirchley is still pretty fucking white and looks like any number of Birmingham suburbs. But we took their flags down. So they put them up again. So we took them down. And thus Stirchley became a front line in whatever the fuck this is supposed to be.
I’d hasten to say this is totally unwanted. We don’t like being on the front line and wish these arseholes would leave us alone. But for whatever reason they keep coming back.
I would be a fool to say I know the mind of a fascist but I can speculate. I don’t think like being told “no”. These men were going ahead with their dumb plan to cover the city in flags with no serious pushback, because the authorities know better than to poke the bear if they can help it. Then they reached our little community and we say no, we know what you’re doing and we won’t let you do this. We want you to stop. And they lost their fucking minds.
It’s the same mindset that blames Ukraine for the Russian invasion. Or a woman for being assaulted by her partner. If you hadn’t upset him he wouldn’t have hit you.
I could write more, and maybe I will. When you’ve lived somewhere for a while you kinda take it for granted and don’t notice the valuable stuff, until some thugs threaten to smash it up. I’d like to dig into what’s special about my neighbourhood and how it’s functioned as a sanctuary for those who don’t fit in elsewhere. It’s not perfect, of course, but I’ve moved around a lot in my life and it’s the first place where I’ve felt comfortable and safe, and that’s worth documenting. And defending.
Reading:
- There is a light that never goes out — Ian Dunt on the prospect of Prime Minister Andy Burnham. One should not pins any hopes on one person, nor expect them to live up to your filtered idea of them, but it is reassuring that Burnham is a supporter of electoral reform and has advocated working across party barriers. Having someone like that lead the Labour Party rather than the usual tribal twonks would be promising start.
- From men on dog leads to public breast-fondling, Valie Export’s art demanded a total feminist revolution — One of those artists I’m only discovering after they die. Her manifesto was published in 1972 so I can add that to my long list of “interesting things that happened when I was born.”
- Rich Guy Quote Journalism — “There’s an entire genre of media coverage best described as ‘rich guy has an opinion.’ It’s surprisingly common, and once you notice it you’ll see it everywhere: entire news stories dedicated to the otherwise unremarkable opinion of a rich person, or news stories that fold the opinions of rich people into their otherwise neutral coverage."
Watching:
- BFI Archive: collecting online moving image (10:56) — The headline is Badgers Badgers Badgers has been preserved for the nation, along with the Spongemonkeys. The methodology of deciding what to preserve, and how to do it while respecting the original authors, is fascinating.
Listening:
- In Our Time: Joseph Roth — Like most histories of Jewish intellectuals in the early 20th century it doesn’t end well but at least he drunk himself to death rather than being murdered by Nazis. I wasn’t familiar with his work which deals with a “new nationalism” which he saw sweeping post-imperial Europe much to his horror. That sounds pretty timely.
Printing:
- Zines for allotmenteers — Three cute little four-pagers which I’m going to run off to leave at our allotment.























