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Left, does not like his job. Died (suicide)

Neil Ashworth DOB 13 5 63 we are not sure when he died but on the 18 2 80 he was employed and on the 1 5 80 he left his job, our last urban exploration led us over Saddleworth Moor, the grave of young childran killed by The Moors Murders nither do we forgetLesley Moleseed .

This place was bleak, even in on a sunny day, you got the feeling the bucolic landscape and isolation could become an omnipresent tomb. You can only think of the isolation and bleakness in the 1800s, at a time of the place we were visiting, come into being. Speaking to the 17 year old daughter of a worker there for 27 years, you become so aware of this.

On our descent into this time warp, once inside the place was vast, there will be a full report and images published in the near future and unlike our fuck up with G Barnsley and Sons, it has been a epic year of urban exploration and this place did not fail.

Following High Royds Pauper Asylum, and other explorations over this year, you begin to understand that work is nothing but legalised slavery, and we might like to think we rid the world of concentration camps for the working class in the so called defeat of fascism but as long as capitalism remains, so shall racism, the very path to fascism.

Not as scary as the amount of people who think that racism is a legitimate response to their social concerns. For fuck sake people, you think they “don’t know any better”? How fucking patronising can you be, of course people know what the bnp are and what they stand for. You think teenagers don’t understand racism? I knew racism was wrong when i was ateenager, and when i joined in with white, asian, black and jewish kids to stop c18 youths attacking us by uniting en masse and defending ourselves where necessary. Each and every person on this list has joined a party who seek to scapegoat ethnic minorities for the problems of society. That’s the truth. Whether they beleive in using violence or the law (which becomes violence if anyone tries to resist), well, who knows that. But each person on that list is a cowardly ignorant shitehawk who will quite happily unleash the power of the state against us, our friends, our families, our communities. You want to defend their rights to work towards dragging our brothers and sisters out of their bed and ship them off to homes they’ve never known, then you’re as bad as them. Yeah, yeah, issues of consistency etc etc, but when these cunts are involved consistency is not the big issue. Stop hugging nazis, mollycoddling them as if they’re some sort of child that can’t make up it’s own mind. They have eyes and brains and that’s all you need to know that racial discrimination is a cunt’s game. Fuck ‘em.

The bleating of the far right about the privacy of their membership list being printed, holds no fucking sympathy round here, the publishing of the list will of course give the far right some publicity and all anti racist/anti fascists should counter this and now more than ever, instead of Indymedia and others giving them a platform, a right to reply, we should understand that it goes against what we stand for to deny the right to free speech. Sometimes the right to free speech should be not given, along with the use of physical of course is one means by we defeat the far right.

It was not a cynical attempt of publicity, when the list was published (here is a link to that list) we shall be reading and looking for known names such as Ruth Davis of Leeds, and others. Just like they have done on one of their many far right web pages, we shall be publishing their names and contact info, we would not be encouraging anyone to break the law unlike the far right have done, and lets not forget it was their members who killed S Lawrence, neither should we forget each time they’re elected – racism in any given area increases.

It is only when we smash capitalism, that the places of urban explorations, shall become the ruins of dead cities that will lead to the working class being free, not being a member of the far right, neither does work bring liberty, we should never forget the words on the gates of Auschwitz: “Albeit Macht Frei” (Work Makes Free)

underclassrising.net who are a mixed bunch, between us we represent most of the various ‘flavours’ of anarchism; class war, anarcho-syndicalists, eco-anarchists, marxist- autonomists, stirnerites, tolstoyans, mutual-aiders, punks, etc. we meet for drinks, parties, walks, discussion (OK, fights) and activism on a (sometimes) regular basis.We don’t think that a website is ever going to change the world and we’d encourage anyone living in south yorkshire to get off their arse and get physically involved in anarchist politics.send us an email wordwarfreeatrisedotnet for more,otherwise we will see you on the streets.

we understand that only the smashing of capitalism, will mean the working class are free, neither should we forget those who died in all wars, and understand the Pirates who took an oil tanker are heroes (more here). Each time a member of our class kills themselves, or even as it says on one of the cards we got from this exploration…

“An awkward man. Not for re-employment.” …we should all become that awkward man.

Angus Wellbeing, must have known it would be his day, he had smashed up the love token of oppression that Mandy had given him, and by Monday night the deckchair was no more. Three days of freedom for the enslaved Angus Wellbeing followed, he needed to break free so on the Friday the 10.46 to Bridlington he sat with close friends Carlos Barcode and Zero Seven, the famous three slavver bus outlaws were back, a half hour wait at Doncaster and they were on the train to Kirk Sandal, Angus was free, chimp noises of joy came from his being, both of his friends could not remember him being so happy.

He told us how he had locked that pernicious bitch Mandy in a cupboard, her screams, drove him to the lethal injection. The three walked onto Thorpe Marsh Power Station, by The Star Pub, Angus Wellbeing looked at the guns hung on the wall with a lustful look, he had a bag of fresh air, Carlos a pint of Orange Juice and Zero Seven Four Two just sat there in joy of the company of a free Angus.

The car missed Angus, he got up from the grass verge with Rice Cake Still in hand.. see the blog of Barcode for more, they walked into Thorpe Marsh, dancing on the ruins of civilisation.
Their joy was apparent as Angus led this urban exploration: watch out for security he kept telling his friends as he took images on a Pentax K100d.

The three watched the sun go down over Thorpe Marsh, then back to Sheffield, Angus liberated the First Class carriage by throwing all the occupants out and left to stand, nice one as they ate the free snacks and dined on the wealth of the former occupants.

They got to the Day Centre of Access Space, tonight Shameless Allthank was exhibiting his new work based on C S Lewis. A few drinks in the Rutland with comrade Kev, and then zero seven four two got back to monkey’s to be greeted by Social Workers and the Police, Mandy was still alive but the cops understood how Angus was driven to his action. An inhuman indoctrination program conducted by the Neo-Christian, Shameless Allthank was to Blame..

hugging trees in the rain, and oh some Rainbow (sorry to Deep Purple fans) a reply to Barcode..

You can make the system scream, if you want to. aka you are free to do as we tell you (issue 8 of phlegm comic)

While we perambulate variety, we walk but as so many Ghosts or Shadows in it, that itself being but the Umbrage of the Unity.

When the signal fails during the advertisement break, who will be screaming: the children in the middle of getting their fix of consumer messages; the shoppers finding out what they can buy on their next mall run; the drivers being tempted by vehicles with more power, more safety and more sexiness; the television sales executives placing advertisers’ messages where they will be absorbed by the maximum number of people; the advertisers creating the adverts that sell product and dreams for their clients; the companies that produce the goods and services that make them money; the system that needs the children, the shoppers, the drivers, the sales executives, the advertisers and the companies to all play their part so that the economic machine can keep on turning?

Issue 8 of phlegm from the artist of the same name, he who paints Sheffield out of the Grey Mono Culture of dullness, is an assault of the world of advertisement, like the art work from The Man Phlegm it is not polite, in itself.

This is a Man with Pen N Ink, that either loves his work or spends too much time in his attic studio pleasing his own ego, but we doubt that because we know him and been around as he has given birth to issue 8 to understand he loves the creative side of his work, we have watched and been privileged to photograph the man in action, with a few spray cans, been there ourselves when we wrote and produced a zine not a comic, of which this is.

We understand the process of work involved, the smell of ink that overtakes your living space, the hours spent collating, putting them into the post at 5 minutes to midnight, your tongue ever so dry from all the licking of stamps and your limbs asking for some forgiveness from the brutal assault you have given them.

The dark hours of night become your friend, sleep deprivation due to love of what you are doing, no 8 is the normal good work we have come to expect from The Man Phlegm, truth should always hurt and be ugly when it is kicking our brain dead nation into submission, shame the face book wannabes are not kicked more often with this truth, they need more pain.

Despair is a point reached each day with me, I walk along West Street on any given night or day, have that feeling of nausea, anger, desperation and of course contempt comes swelling up, but in my toilet of escape there are issues one to seven of Phlegm and now no 8, when I do brave The Brain Dead Nation, be them the Staff at the Rutland, or on West Street, I know there is a wall where there is an escape to a better world, and of course my toilet.

it should not be read on the no 76 bus at 2.30pm on a Saturday afternoon, this needs to be done in the private space of your own toilet.

To see more of his art work, go to underclassrising.net or go to phlegmcomics.com better still see it across Sheffield on various walls, shop fronts, plus you can help fund his work go to Rare N Racy (Devonshire street) or The Old Sweet Shop (Nether Edge) there you will find t-shirts, prints and back copies of this rather good comic, this was a blatant plug for good art work.

This debate began here

http://ianbone.wordpress.com/2008/11/09/remembrance-sunday/#comments

This being a continue of that debate from http://barnsdale.wordpress.com/

Whats being planned?

After a successful first meeting, the group that has now met as the Price Reduction Campaign is planning to go ahead to organise an event for DECEMBER 13th at TESCO, morning lane, Hackney (the heart of the universe!). The event will consist of a public rally/launch in the car park of Tesco’s with the view of communicating to the shoppers about the need/posibilities of Price Reduction considering the increase of prices and why they should support it and get involved. This was a step back from the immediate form that it was going to take in the sense that we orginally planned to make an action of negotiated Price Reduction before XMAS, this will in on JANUARY 10th. We felt that we need to make the case FIRST and learn from the issues/responses/desires of other people – so in a way it will be asking people what they feel about food prices, what they feel about the campaign..etc.

In parallel to this we have set up a team of negotiators that will be the contact between the campaign and the store manager. An open letter will be drafted by the communications group, which will form the basis of the politics of the campaign, and will be sent to the Hackney Gazzette. We wanted the negotiations to be transparent and involve people, so we will make a point of publishing responses.

This event/action is aimed at moving beyond protesting against the economic crisis to actively sparking the imagination of what forms of struggles people can take to influence it for their own benefit. This is not a one off stunt, it is part of a wider mobilisation of antagonism that is occuring, and will increase when bosses annouce huge lay-offs at the end of January, and aims to also support proposals for occupations of empty housing, demonstrations at the HQ of utility companies and any formations of working class oppositions that occur whether as strike actions, anti-debt and anti-repossesion support groups.

We are asking comrades and groups to support this initiative and get involved in mobilising people for it. It would be good if othr price reduction initiatives round the country could aim for January 10th as a date for similar action to get thatsense of momentum developing.

more at http://ianbone.wordpress.com/

Meanwhile in South Yorkshire

R. Hood

Under starry skies

Barnsdale

Sisters, Brothers, commoners all,

Gentle folk of Barnsdale and beyond, I am sure you know only too well that there are some dark times ahead. The cost of living continues to rise; millions face unemployment; pensioners will die this winter as they attempt to make what little money they have stretch just a tiny bit further; child poverty increases as taxpayers money is given to ‘help’ the banks, tens of thousands of people have already lost their homes to those same greedy bankers and tens of thousands more shall be made homeless very soon; there are food riots across the world as the rich put corn into their cars instead of the mouths of the hungry; supermarkets reduce the price of tomato ketchup to pretend that they’re doing you a favour whilst they continue to make a £90-per-second profit; the government tells YOU to tighten your belt while THEY spend billions (of YOUR money) on an illegal war (not that they’ll spend that money on equipment that will save the life of a mother’s son); carers work themselves into illness as hospices are forced to close due to lack of funding; And as this list of obscenities steadily grows, my old friends – the taxman, the sheriff, the magistrate and the bailiff – smile contentedly as they count their ill-gotten gains.

During a previous dark age a commoner (the myth that he was a ‘Sir’ was added much later when the aristocracy wanted to paint themselves in a better light – but don’t believe the hype, the rich have never helped the common man and they never will) from Barnsdale (South Yorkshire) grew so tired of the injustice of the rich constantly robbing the poor that he drew together a company of brave men and women (the fact that the original poems hold women in high regard is another fact hidden by later propaganda) whose actions would turn the tables on the powerful and the corrupt. There’s little need to retell that tale here; for so noble were their deeds that they have passed into legend. But injustice is still with us and so – even though they may wear the guise of ‘corporation’, ‘politician’, ‘bureaucrat’ or ‘shareholder’ – are the robber barons. And it would seem, as things go from bad to worse, that it’s time to get the band back together.

Anti Poverty Action (APA) will be an umbrella group whose name pretty much says it all. To be more specific we shall carry out ‘Direct’ and ‘Indirect’ actions designed to highlight and counter the effects of state induced impoverishment. APA will act as a ‘banner’ under which various independent/autonomous groups or individuals around the country can act with anonymity; this will afford a degree of personal protection similar to that of the Animal Liberation Front (love them or hate them their modus operandi has been a constant bug bear for the centralised state and has stopped the ALF becoming just another ‘please-give-us-just-£3-a-month’ charity).

Direct Action will be undertaken by the ‘Robin Hoodies’ (though independent groups might want to use another moniker, something like ‘The Chavaliers’, the ‘New Improved Model Army’ or the ‘Tollpuddlers’. The Robin Hoodies are simply a posse of green hoodie wearing activists who will target all those who profit from other people’s suffering – from banks to supermarkets; energy companies to bailiffs. These will be high profile, imaginative acts to grab people’s attention (something akin to the original Fathers-4-Justice campaigns). The media shouldn’t be courted for our own sake, but rather to raise the profile of our ‘Indirect’ actions. There are several events currently being planned for various locations in South Yorkshire; partly due to the Robin Hood/Barnsdale connection, but also because 2009 will see the 25th Anniversary of the Miner’s Strike and South Yorkshire has some old scores to settle.

In conjunction with the more high profile direct actions we must also conduct activities designed to help people counter some of the effects of an economic downturn. We can set up groups similar to the ‘Claimants’ Unions’ who can give advice with regard benefits and the law as well as be able to offer physical back-up against bailiffs, etc. This can be combined with the development of an APA website to further distribute essential information. This information should be productive as well as defensive; i.e. we can talk about allotments and community based solutions to impoverishment – there are free/low-cost solutions available for every aspect of modern life; in fact, with the right knowledge, you can begin to live very comfortably by buying less. Using the principles of upcycling we can offer everything from computers to passive solar heating – all made from waste materials. The network of existing Social Centres should come into their own; rather than the usual – and somewhat tedious – hedonist parties we should try to create more family friendly activities; open source media labs can easily be adapted to provide free ICT training and equipment (for anyone, not just the impoverished – The ‘Impoverished’ is a more agreeable term than the ‘Poor’ as it better describes the fact that people are made – and kept – poor by outside forces).

Anyone with heart enough for the job can find out more by contacting

http://barnsdale.wordpress.com/

underclassrising.net are active in the PRICE REDUCTION CAMPAIGN

At this moment in time we like to go under the name of underclassrising.net who are a mixed bunch, between us we represent most of the various ‘flavours’ of anarchism; class war, anarcho-syndicalists, eco-anarchists, marxist- autonomists, stirnerites, tolstoyans, mutual-aiders, punks, etc. we meet for drinks, parties, walks, discussion (OK, fights) and activism on a (sometimes) regular basis.We don’t think that a website is ever going to change the world and we’d encourage anyone living in south yorkshire to get off their arse and get physically involved in anarchist politics.send us an email wordwarfreeatrisedotnet for more,otherwise we will see you on the streets.

our last urban exploration Thorpe Marsh Power Station closed in 1994

This place, despite its part demolition, had to be done as it has
been on the have to do list for a while. It was Friday 31st
October, a bright sunny Mother Earth day and 11 years on from the
No Opencast Action at Tibshelf, Chesterfield.
One day before an event on The Future for Clean Coal – a follow
on from the Direct Action at kings North, part of the camp for climate change. We got a train to Doncaster, then a bus to Barnby Dun, we ended up getting off early but we walked part of the canal that was once the main
supply chain for Coal to Thorpe Marsh Power Station, the loading deck at the side of the canal lays derelict.

We arrive, this is epic in scale with a theme of Dead Cities, a film set for post-Armageddon
where the ruins of Modern Life are subject to Mother Earth’s Reclamation yard. What a way to
pay homage to Mother Earth. The D20 had already been in action, then power fails,
here we were celebrating the demise of consumerism, but with no means to consume!

We walk round, fall off ropes, laugh as we synchronize the echoed shouting of Gizmo’s name and
our four legged explorer looked confused, we were for an afternoon the famous three and their dog, minus the picnic.

We returned back to our childhood, it soon was over but we was to return, this time the D20 was on full charge, we had the Pentax and names for the six Cooling Towers, Bertha, Sandra, Emma, Ruth, JG, and Big Bottom Girl. Their omnipresent good looks underneath their apparent ugliness made you fall in, we also met the security and he seemed more
intrested in getting his girlfriend into his cabin than being bothered with us, but we left anyhow, we were going to return.

We were now just two, soon to be three as Dan the man joined us on site.
We watched the sun set over Thorpe Marsh Power station, got a lift back to Sheff courtesy of the slavver Jag and to our homely pub to get rather drunk.

Here is some blurb on the place we have found on wickipedia

The rest of the images here

It goes without saying there is a lot of nasty shit on here along with deep holes and uneven land, we nearly come a cropper a couple of times, despite the ease of access
as said there is security (they’re chilled mind you) and what you expect with such a place so do not go along on your own, a mate and fully charged phone the 84 bus from B2 Doncaster Bus Station, ask them for the power station, once of the bus you will see them and simple walk towards them..