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  • The Power

    The Power

    At Screaming Time the women of Lextalionis gathered in their many millions and spewed their anguish out into the atmosphere. They let go of their anger and their torment and cast it far out into the black spaces between the planets. Lately there were so many women that the noise…

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  • The word police

    I’ve been wanting to write about Lucy Connoly for a while now but I’m so enraged by the injustice that has been done to her I’m afraid I might end up in prison too. This was not at Speakers Corner or on a rally over a microphone but on her…

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  • Lextalionis

    Lextalionis

    Sometimes, when a storm breaks days of stifling, sticky humidity and lightning cracks open fissures in the night sky you can hear the women of Lextalionis laughing. In the dead women’s place they laugh all the time unless of course it’s The Screaming Hour, but generally their world peals with…

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  • Martin

    Martin

    His flat was a dump. It smelled of damp and cigarettes and grease, three day old chow mein and the sour cheese tang of unwashed man. He was sat on his lumpy, worn sofa gulping down a can of cheap supermarket lager and idly stroking his manhood. Moans and grunts…

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  • The Rearrangement: a modern story

    The Rearrangement: a modern story

    They came in great numbers these women. Ravaged and mutilated and angry. Climbing out of the pc monitors and the television screens. Out of the wooded paths and the quiet streams and the rural roads. Out of the seedy hotel rooms and the penthouse apartments. The brothels, the backstreets and…

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  • Text messaging & the art of gaslighting No.1

    Text messaging & the art of gaslighting No.1

    He bombarded her with text messages all day long. Inanities about where he was working and what he was having for lunch. Funny little anecdotes about his day. Reeling her into his life. Mildly bemused if not a little irritated at the banality of them. she gradually began to enjoy…

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  • More war, just for a change

    More war, just for a change

    So India and Pakistan are at war now. I can’t even be bothered to research what it’s about because I’m sure it’s centuries lengthy, boring and as predictable as rain on a bank holiday. Kashmir or something, fighting over who it belongs to. I asked our mate Google. India is…

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  • REFORM!

    REFORM!

    I was waiting with barely controlled excitement on what was looking like Reform finally getting a foothold in Thursday’s local elections. My last two votes went to Reform after voting conservative my whole life but they’d lost the plot. Living in a Pakistani colonisation of West Yorkshire I’m buried up…

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  • Transphobic and proud

    Transphobic and proud

    So this week we’ve had a result for British women. Real women not ones with a cock and balls I might add. The supreme court and five judges had to declare what a woman was which has to be the biggest pisstake out of women yet in the whole of…

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  • Bringing back the noose…

    Bringing back the noose…

    So the little brown terrorist that intentionally blew up children at the Manchester Arena in 2017 has now wrought life threating injuries with burning oil and home made blades on three prison guards just doing their jobs. If there was ever a time to bring back hanging it would be…

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