Fuck me, World Pride's being held in Israel.
Well, that tells you just how far we've all come since the days of the GLF, comrades. Pathetic fucking queerocrats.
Mark at Jews Sans Frontieres has the details on the boycott of World Pride 2005, which is being held, astonishingly, in Jerusalem this year. QUIT (Queers Undermining Israeli Terrorism) is calling for a worldwide boycott of the events, correctly arguing that 'the civil rights victories gained by some LGBTIQ [lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, intersex and queer] people within Israel do not justify or excuse the oppression of the Palestinian people or the occupation of their lands.'
Hallucinatorily, the theme for this year is 'Love without borders'.
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V. into 'Stand up to your mother' by Young and Sexy at the moment, who also, fascinatingly, do a song that starts off sampling the distinctive sound of the Vancouver Skytrain and which does a lyrical check of the demise of the Bowmac sign on Broadway. A young woman and dear, dear friend of mine whose field is Victorian poetry at, frighteningly, an Alberta uni, sent it me illegally. You can find out more about them here, although you'll have to trawl Soulseek or visit Mint Records for the track in question, which is of a twee piece with the offerings of Belle and Sebastian, Camera Obsura, the Concretes, et al, if you like that sort of thing, which I do.
Right. Enough superfluous adverbs for one evening.
Mark at Jews Sans Frontieres has the details on the boycott of World Pride 2005, which is being held, astonishingly, in Jerusalem this year. QUIT (Queers Undermining Israeli Terrorism) is calling for a worldwide boycott of the events, correctly arguing that 'the civil rights victories gained by some LGBTIQ [lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, intersex and queer] people within Israel do not justify or excuse the oppression of the Palestinian people or the occupation of their lands.'
Hallucinatorily, the theme for this year is 'Love without borders'.
***
V. into 'Stand up to your mother' by Young and Sexy at the moment, who also, fascinatingly, do a song that starts off sampling the distinctive sound of the Vancouver Skytrain and which does a lyrical check of the demise of the Bowmac sign on Broadway. A young woman and dear, dear friend of mine whose field is Victorian poetry at, frighteningly, an Alberta uni, sent it me illegally. You can find out more about them here, although you'll have to trawl Soulseek or visit Mint Records for the track in question, which is of a twee piece with the offerings of Belle and Sebastian, Camera Obsura, the Concretes, et al, if you like that sort of thing, which I do.
Right. Enough superfluous adverbs for one evening.
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