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Must say, I'm not a huge fan of the archaic ceremonial stuff but these troopers do a bloody good job for the tourist industry and public relations.
Gently and safely moving the horse in for a better shot.
What a beautiful moment.
I drove east into London on the A40 this afternoon. Light breeze, not too hot. London is always beautiful in the sunshine.
Drove past Uxbridge. No riots, no looters, no cars overturned and ablaze, no sirens.
Drove past Greenford. No riots, no looters, no cars overturned and ablaze, no sirens.
Drove past Acton. No riots, no looters, no cars overturned and ablaze, no sirens.
Parked in Westfield. There is sun, no sign of rain, but the full rainbow of humanity is here indoors.
(They say they want their country back, but they actually want their empire back, the one their grandparents' generation lost. The Empire came home. And here we all are! )
The shop assistants everywhere were from every corner of the earth. The customers the same. Girls and boys, men and women, from every place in the world, peacefully going about their lives on a London Sunday in a cathedral to capitalism in Shepherds Bush.
No shouting. No swearing. No mugging. No knifing. No looting. No burning. Just the world in one city under a giant glass roof in peace.
Sometimes, you don't know how good you actually have it. When London is good, it's really bloody good.
Most places in England are good, most of the time. Most people in England are good, no matter what the forces that seek to divide us want us to believe.
I remember being broke and homeless 20 years ago this year, carrying my possessions in four bags and thanking God for my legs when I was deep in my material nadir.
You already have your country. I already have my country. Both can be true.
I don't want to take your job, unless I'm better at it. I don't want to put shariah in place over your head and in any case, the law in this country is about as close to shariah as I need. Why would I endanger that just to piss you off for some marginal gain? Think about it.
We can get along. We are not enemies. Those grifters are fooling you, scamming you, and they're thick. They think 1+1=Foreigners. Their sums don't add up. They get tax breaks. Do you? Work it out.
We aren't going anywhere and we won't roll over frightened like our parents did. We belong here. We ARE the British Empire. This is the legacy.
It's not us you want your country back from. It's the foreign papers, the con artists who took COVID money, the scum who bought our water, the financial institutions who gambled away our future and made us pay for their next round of bonuses in an endless era of austerity. We didn't freeze old people to death. We didn't make food banks necessary. Cameron and Co did all that. We're just easy targets. A distraction.
This is still a beautiful country. This is still a peaceful country. How about we find away to make it better for all of us:?
Isn't London beautiful in the sunshine?
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Mount St. Helens erupts in 1980. Steve Firth, a friend of the man who took this photo had the following to say:
“...That Pinto and dirt bike belonged to a good friend of mine and when he stopped to turn around, he took this picture.
He told me that there was lightning bolts shooting out of the smoke but he didn’t have the right filter on his camera to capture them at that moment. The picture could have been even more amazing.
It was used on the TV news and used to be on the cover of Mt. St. Helens brochure at the Johnston Observatory / visitor center.
He gave me an original 8×10 copy of it although it looked like he was a good distance away from the blast, he barely made it out of there alive.
Had the blast came more in his direction he would have died in seconds. Sometime later he returned and photographed a burned-out pickup with a horse trailer attached to it.
He told me he had talked to them that day and said they never made it out.
He is a freelance photographer so he took some amazing pictures of the aftermath as well. Anyhow, I thought I’d let you know a bit more about that fabulous picture."