Sunday, 4 September 2011

FLEET DRIFT PART 1../// KODES/KOPIES--FUTURE RIOTS----





“A landscape haunts, intense as opium.” Mallarmé

 We drift in circles around each other.  Threads untangle in the memory flashes of an uncanny landscape.

The slow arduousness of that coach trip ,the impossible  yearning.  Stranded up North, I saw our first encounter played out in such vivid clarity.  The frantic kisses,  the most alive sequence, I just watched it unfold,  plotting and  dreaming, face pressed  to the window. 


In  Wooley Edge services I  yearned for the whorls and spirals of the labyrinth, smearing red lipstick  in the fluorescent glare of the mirror.

First ragged boundaries of Edgware. Drill holes in rock, ravines gouged out in the cliff face, envelopes of  blocks opening one on top of another.


The coach stops at Golders green station, a melancholy nexus; then an ecstatic bundling rush with a hip flask of rum to the heath. London sprawls under a canopy of ruptures and livid blooms. I’m so tuned in to the desire , it scuttles  all over me, little shivers of pleasure, bursts of erratic joy from shoulders to finger tips.

The ancient pathways  are hazy with smoke  as I  drop down to the glowing windows of the Vale of Health. I search in the November dark for the traveller site behind corrugated iron, briars and hawthorn. A crew of skinheads smash up cars, defying the dead time of the Barrat estate. Caravans and trailers are reconfigured as mobile architecture. .
       To desire placelessness is to defy authority.
                    
                     Bouts of extreme violence fuel my infatuation.

The covert symbols of chance encounters are visible  on the heath. The city becomes cinema, signs oscillating and shimmering. I find scattered rice and hearts chalked on stone. London is a character in flux, vivid and psychoactive .

Jack Straws castle. I run through the back , blush up face and backcomb hair. Stop for a drink and conjure  images  of Wat Tyler and an enraged mob  smashing open prisons, beheading judges and lawyers.
Jack Straws castle is now a weather boarded simulacrum dating from 1964, you can sit in the ‘turret bar’ and survey the ‘spectacular views of the heath’.

I look down imagining knots of disorder and crave my place in it.
















Friday, 1 July 2011

...another epoch, a mass return to the labyrinth--1991-1999/2011-2013











I’d been drifitng around Leyton for a while, it was 1999 or sometime around then. I’d walked from Lea Bridge roundabout to Chobham road passing Mobeens and Leyton Leisure lagoon and all these little churches and pawnbrokers set up in peoples houses.
There were loads of takeaways and kebab shops and all these bric a brac stalls spilling odd shoes and broken toys over the pavement. And on the bus shelters and lamp posts I kept seeing these little flyers stuck up with selotape,.  drawings of fly agarick mushrooms and

 doodly spirals advertising an all dayer in a pub in Chobham road. It was so strange, even then it seemed to emanate from a lost time.


I walked into the industrial zone between Leyton and Stratford where it wasn’t really anywhere, a liminal zone with gypsy sites and garages and light industrial units.
I found the pub soon after that. From the outside it looked ordinary, an estate pub from the late 60s, early 70s,  a bunker with fortress windows at the front, plastic hanging baskets and St George flags . I could hear the thudding of synthesised bass drum, 220 bpm and pitch shifted samples. There were skinheads outside wearing tie dyed t shirts and temple of psychic youth symbols tattooed on their arms. I couldn’t really believe it, there wer
e massive groups of them staggering about, lighting fires.

 This party was the continuation of a Saturday all nighter at one of the massive abandoned factories on Carpenters road.
dark and brooding
speed down,
short, staccato- They were all off it, topping up on psilosibin after a big weekend of acid and flyagaricks.

overdriving   sinusoidal
aggressive sound, amplitude envelope….

I walked into a large room split roughly into two sections by a bar in the middle. On one side there were families from the neighbouring estate, babies and kids running in and out the door. A marching
Industrial hardcore Big screen was showing some football match but no one seemed to be paying much attention. The blokes were drinking pints, grabbing the kids now and again, jeering and shouting fast hoover-patterns.
cleaner, detuned supersaw lead,
obscenities at each other. And on the other side much the same pandemonium, ketamine fuelled antics, erratic bursts of dancing, people in heaps on the floor. Some bloke was shrieking about the second coming , necking some pills , washing them down with  blue alcopops.
Fucking hell this was amazing.

I looked for a payphone to get the Hackney crew down here. Someone had said the landlord of the boozer was quite happy for us to do what we liked, reckoned the old bill never really ventured down this end much. There’d been a wave of vigilante attacks on the site over the past few months, nasty stuff stoked up by the BNP. Old animosities between travelling factions were temporarily suspended and newcomers welcomed.
Screeching sample ,
   square wave falling pitch.
A big group of dread locked blokes with orange overalls walked in, I recognised some of them from the old days in South Yorkshire. Drawn into an embrace, recounting the old days of Wath On Dearne, we got the pints lined up on the bar. It was warm outside and groups were sitting out the front with bottles of cider.
The atmosphere inside was manic, pounding Belgian New Beat, skinheads forming circles, moving closer to each other then spreading out in menacing ripples. I hadn’t seen anything like this for at least seven or eight years, not since maybe Spiral Tribe parties round the Isle Of Dogs.
Frequency spectrum spreads out
I was watching and revelling in it, totally intoxicated. I’d had a few the night before, nothing on the scale of these lot but enough to make me start feeling a bit off it straight away.
There were blokes crawling around, hoovering the floor for dropped pills. I watched them get up and march on the spot, drilling themselves into the floor.  They wore black military uniforms and all seemed to know each other. I heard some shouting in French, Dutch and Italian, there were a few from Dublin as well.
 bass-frequency resonance
           . increasing the sustain
As the evening wore on my mates from Hackney had started to arrive. There was an amazed look of delight on their faces as they realised my frantic urgings to get them across here had not been exaggerated. The beats had stayed frantic, hoover becoming an aggressive, shrieking lead. You couldn’t really move to it, not in a sexy way, you just had to jackhammer yourself into the floor.

It was like going back ten years and intensifying it. Rotterdam , Berlin,  Ruhr Valley.
The families on the other side of the pub didn’t really seem to care. I noticed some of the little kids get up and start jumping up and down.  Some bloke came staggering out of the mens toilets with an England shirt almost colliding with a three year old, sorry son he said while some other bloke smacked straight into him and spilled half a pint on the kids head.
As the afternoon turned to dusk, the sky became a golden pink and some of the crew dragged a load of palletes round the side of the pub and started a bonfire going. Someone else wheeled some speaker cabs round and the party shifted outside. You could still hear the thudding bass from inside but out here they were playing dub, it wasn’t as hectic.
Everyone was sitting round on beer crates and tyres. The crew from south Yorkshire were there and more and more were turning up from Hackney. Some mushroom tea was being passed around. It was 1999, the beginning of Summer, and the talk was of the City of London, of a riot in the heart of it, meeting at Liverpool street station on June the 18th. I’d heard a lot about this, and seen the orange stickers everywhere. Someone said that a lot of these skinheads in the pub had come over from Europe just to be in London while all this was kicking off. There’d been benefit gigs and meetings round Hackney, the word was out on this one, there was a sense it was going to be massive, bigger than the Poll Tax.

I was confused on the walk up Angel Lane, disorientated, I recognised fragments, the wall with shards of broken bottles on top, the tower blocks in Maryland looming across the 60s maisonettes. But I’d lost my bearings as all the paths by the railway sidings, all the little side streets had disappeared. And as we walked up there, watching the construction of the doomed Westfield shopping city I felt a sense of regret. I passed the Wheelers pub where the young men form the relocated Clays lane traveller site gathered in clusters outside. I was in search of that other pub where piebald horses pawed the ground at the edge of the car park, that one that had loomed up so often in my dreams and reveries but still could not be found. I searched on maps, I scoured aerial photos but it had gone missing, or it had never existed. I was still amazed by that day, amazed that we were able to get away with it, wondering if I’d imagined it all. For years I had sought out other witnesses, wrote about it hoping someone would step forward and say yes I was there. But they never did, and the crew that were with me that day had drifted away years before. I wandered through a yard where car parts lay strewn under the watchful eye of an Alsation, a last dismal remnant of the lands of the past.

I walked by the Major road Methodist church, through the flat green expanse around it and headed towards the Leyton road. I was sure this is where it had been. The new traveller site had been constructed recently, it was neatly compartmentalised behind high sandy walls. You weren’t supposed to peer in and they weren’t to venture out. It was a sort of compound.

Distortion,.
1973-1974, 1980-81, 1990, 1994, 1999, 2001, 2008/9/10 2013.
hoover  distorted, grainy, sweeping
low key.

I wondered with a jolt if the pub I remembered so vividly in all those psychoactive colours had been bulldozed to accommodate the new site. As I wandered around  I could hear the faint reverberations of that soundsystem,  I could smell the woodsmoke from the bonfire outside. I pushed on through the dusty scrubland at the back of the site and found some old graffiti, the temple of psychick youth double cross and all these faded pale yellow ‘J18 Carnival against Capitalism’ stickers. I knew that it was still there, spectral and pulsating, locked into so many perfumes and sounds. And it was all to come, another epoch, a mass return to the labyrinth.








Monday, 23 May 2011

,,..>>>51° 32′ 6.23″ N, 0° 4′ 33.21″ W 51.535065, -0.075892



..chic, luxurious interior with winter garden style balconies, all within the fashionable environs of Dalston.
Offering generous living space throughout, Dalston Square is located just moments from the new, recently completed Dalston Junction Underground Station (East London Line), with swift access to Dalston Kingsland Station (National Rail) and a plethora of additional transport links into the City and Islington.
The fantastic restaurants, bars, boutiques and art galleries of Hoxton Square, Old Street, Upper Street and Stoke Newington are all very close by. Whilst the green open spaces of London Fields, Victoria Park and De Beauvoir Square are also easily accessible.

From a strategic point of view, indirect, asymmetrical action seems the most effective kind,
Submitted on 24 December, 2005 - 10:45.
UPDATE – OCCUPATION OF 34 BROADWAY MARKET
IT’S NOT OVER!!!
EVICTED
Sheriffs and police broke into Tony’s Café this morning demolition of the building. Within an hour it was smashed up and rendered unliveable.
Today, Dr Wratten and Hackney Council have given us a taste of the type of “development” that they are offering Broadway Market: a broken down, vandalised wreck where once there was a focus for community, resistance

There is just a small selection of one bedroom apartments left available in Phase 2 for June 2011 completions. With the East London line now open, and the Dalston area being well served by local buses, the Dalston Square development breathes a new lease of life into E8. The apartment's interior creates a desirable energy-efficient, life-efficient, comfortable and stylish living space.

New Development. We are delighted to be offering Dalston Square, a stunning development offering one, two and three bedroom apartments, located in an area which is undergoing major investment.
Dr. Roger Wratten went to Little Georgia Restaurant, 2 Broadway Market, London E8 early this morning and removed all of the management and staff.
Without warning, Dr. Wratten closed the place down.

Contrary to what has been repeated to us since childhood, intelligence doesn’t mean knowing how to adapt – or if that is a kind of intelligence, it’s the intelligence of slaves. Our inadaptability, our fatigue, are only problems from the standpoint of what aims to subjugate us. They indicate rather a departure point, a meeting point, for new complicities. They reveal a landscape more damaged, but infinitely more sharable than all the fantasy lands this society maintains for its purposes.
Fantastic 2 bed 2 bath apartment in dalston square. the apartment comprises a large open plan lounge/kitchen, 2 double bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, storage and a large summer house... terrace. located seconds from dalston junction station. large summer house terrace, 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms...
van-load of Wratten's men arrived at the cafe.
 broke down the front door and immediately set about ejecting the occupants
 taken off the roof

Now occupying a prominent and striking position on Queensbridge Road, the first phase of this award winning scheme was completed in Spring 2009 and contains 35 residences. The first release of Phase II offers the opportunity to purchase off plan, in an area going from strength to strength, particularly with the recent opening of the new East London Overground extension, which can be accessed from adjoining Forest Road. Situated near to London Fields, the development also benefits from being close to all of the area’s main attractions, including Broadway Market, Regents Canal, a great selection of pubs, bars and restaurants, The Lido and of course the park itself.

50 policemen and 10 bailiffs to evict.

Everything points, nonetheless, toward a conception of direct confrontations as that which pins down opposing forces, buying us time and allowing us to attack elsewhere – even nearby.
This three bedroom apartment is situated on the third floor and benefits from walnut engineered flooring throughout the living areas, carpeted bedrooms, contemporary tiled bathroom / en-suite with white sanitary ware and a fully fitted kitchen with reconstituted stone work surfaces, under mounted sink and a full range of integrated appliances.
Liberate territory from police occupation
the festive crowds in Rennes who fought the cops every Thursday night in 2005, or those in Barcelona who destroyed a shopping district during a botellion. The movement against the CPE witnessed the recurrent return of the Molotov cocktail. But on this front certain banlieues remain unsurpassed

But with Queensbridge Quarter, quite simply, you don’t need to compromise. Living here means you have everything exactly as you would want it – a prime location and an apartment with generous space. A place buzzing with energy and bursting with options for everyone. An area that’s continuing to attract vast investment, providing a sound and significant growth opportunity for investors, but is still reasonably priced. The goal of any insurrection is to become irreversible. It becomes irreversible when you’ve defeated both authority and the need for authority, property and the taste for appropriation, Rage streaks across this desert of fake abundance, then vanishes. A day will come when this capital and its horrible concretion of power will lie in majestic ruins, but it will be at the end of a process that will be far more advanced everywhere else.


A potent combination of nightlife, culture and the arts.
A graphic designer wearing a handmade sweater is drinking a fruity cocktail with some friends on the terrace of an “ethnic” café. They’re chatty and cordial, they joke around a bit, they make sure not to be too loud or too quiet, they smile at each other, a little blissfully: we are so civilized. Afterwards, some of them will go work in the neighborhood community garden, while others will dabble in pottery, some Zen Buddhism, or in the making of an animated film. They find communion in the smug feeling that they constitute a new humanity, wiser and more refined than the previous one. And they are right. There is a curious agreement between Apple and the degrowth movement about the civilization of the future. Some people’s idea of returning to the economy of yesteryear offers others the convenient screen behind which a great technological leap forward can be launched. For in history there is no going back. Any exhortation to return to the past is only the expression of one form of consciousness of the present, and rarely the least modern. It is not by chance that degrowth is the banner of the dissident advertisers of the magazine Casseurs de Pub. The inventors of zero growth-the Club of Rome in 1972-were themselves a group of industrialists and bureaucrats who relied on a research paper written by cyberneticians at MIT.
A stimulating space, where you can become involved with the community. A place where luscious parks are just a few moments away. A stepping stone to everything London has to offer.
A short walk away from the Quarter, you’ll find world-class theatres, such as Hackney Empire, beautiful scenery with Regents Canal, the well-preserved London Fields lido, Rio cinema and the Saturday organic farmers’ market at Broadway Market. Whether it’s boutique shops, international dining, sports, parks, markets, pubs or clubs you’re after – Hackney will always exceed even the highest expectations.
Citbank broker, luxury flats
Olympic redevelopment
 The metropolis is this simultaneous death of city and country. It is the crossroads where all the petty bourgeois come together, in the middle of this middle class that stretches out indefinitely, as much a result of rural flight as of urban sprawl. To cover the planet with glass would fit perfectly the cynicism of contemporary architecture. A school, a hospital, or a media center are all variations on the same theme: transparency, neutrality, uniformity. These massive, fluid buildings are conceived without any need to know what they will house. They could be here as much as anywhere else. What to do with all the office towers at La Défense in Paris, the apartment blocks of Lyon’s La Part Dieu, or the shopping complexes of EuraLille? The expression “flambant neuf” .  Italian Vogue recently described Dalston as the “coolest place in Britain”, and they’re just confirming what alot already know – there’s nowhere quite as cutting edge as E8. While Shoreditch used to be the go-to place for discerning hipsters, most of this crowd have upped sticks and made their way up Kingsland Road to Dalston, where they found a real community – diverse, friendly and, above all, stylish.

..hate mail,
home village in Kent was leafleted
and his mobile number handed out to protesters.
gentrification of the East End and rising house prices. perfectly captures their destiny. A Scottish traveler testifies to the unique attraction of the power of fire, speaking after rebels had burned the Hôtel de Ville in Paris in May, 1871: “Never could I have imagined anything so beautiful. It’s superb. I won’t deny that the people of the Commune are frightful rogues. But what artists! And they were not even aware of their own masterpiece! [...] I have seen the ruins of Amalfi bathed in the azure swells of the Mediterranean, and the ruins of the Tung-hoor temples in Punjab. I’ve seen Rome and many other things. But nothing can compare to what I have seen here tonight before my very eyes.”
Capturing the zeitgeist, this area has attracted the culturally influential for a good few years. It was here that a significant part of the rave scene grew in the shape of Bedlam Sound Systems, and where The Prodigy made their live debut in the ‘90s; where the likes of Pete Doherty and The Libertines used to run riot; a bohemian place where YBA Rachel Whiteread lives and works; where The Wire’s Stringer Bell, Idris Elba, grew up; where
Mass personalization. Individualization of all conditions – life, work and misery. Diffuse schizophrenia. Rampant depression. Atomization into fine paranoiac particles. Hysterization of contact. The more I want to be me, the more I feel an emptiness. The more I express myself, the more I am drained. The more I run after myself, the more tired I get. We cling to our self like a coveted job title.


Broadway Market
Tonys caf



regeneration
 phase 2
takeover 2012 Olympic games.


property developer called Roger Wratten
Tonys caff. demolished. Wratten,
property
three big property developers - Wratten and two off-shore firms:
Bahamas,
businessman  based in Moscow.



Wratten, a former Citibank broker,
 "Wratten told me he was going to auction the land at numbers 30, 32 ,34 and behind that at 26 and 28 by the end of March. The whole thing is obviously proving too troublesome and things aren't working out as he had planned.


This is an all too familiar event. The previous (proposed) leaseholders suffered a similar fate and one of the partners went to north America and hung himself as a result.

 staff are out of work, with many of them also now having nowhere to live.
Arthur Shuter, who represents both men as well the tenants of 14 shops and houses in Dalston Lane which were sold to a private developer, told the inquiry: “They (Hackney Council) were effectively selling off public property privately. They sold half of Hackney for nothing.” Many of the properties were “grossly undervalued”, he said.
The inquiry continues in public at Hackney Town Hall on Monday, March 6. It will end later next month when the council is dissolved for the local elections. It will be up to the next council to decide whether to continue the investigation.


ghost-buyers and missing millions

Mystery surrounds the sale of “Redruth former library” in expensive Victoria Park - the council doesn’t know who bought it, when and for how much - Woodberry Down primary school N4, and “Wren’s Park morgue site”: the cash that presumably went with the morgue has passed into the unknown.
.
Spirit told the inquiry he was given less than 28 days to raise £100,000 to buy his shop at 34 Broadway Market. He raised a £10,000 deposit which he gave to the auctioneers, Nelson Bakewell - only to find his shop was sold in auction for only £65,000 the same day. His cheque was subsequently returned with no explanation.
The new landlords, Broadway Investments Hackney Ltd, are demanding £30,000 in back rent. The case is still going through the courts.

 background to the campaign in E8.
The leaflet quoted both an internal Hackney council email from 1998 – Wratten is “a very disruptive character with absolutely no interest in the community or the vitality of the area” –

HAWKHURST HIGH STREET
TQ 73 SW (north side)

9/346 Little Pix Hall and
attached wall (formerly
9.6.52 listed as Pixhall)
- II
House. C16, altered early C18. Timber framed, clad and extended with red brick
on ground floor and tile hanging on first floor with plain tiled roof. Garden
front (the principal elevation) 2 storeys with boxed eaves to roof with stacks to
end left, to centre left and projecting and offset at end right. Three tripartite
glazing bar sashes on first floor with glazing bar sash to centre right, and 3
glazing bar sashes on ground floor with half-glazed door with Gothick Y-tracery to
centre right with flat cornice hood on large brackets and fluted pilaster
surround.


Listing NGR: TQ7353231088


Basic company details for BROADWAY MARKET COMMUNITY INTEREST COMPANY:
Registered no: 06709518
Registered office: Little Pix Hall High Street
Hawkhurst
Cranbrook
Kent Tn18 4Xt
Incorporated: 29 Sep 2008
Status : LIVE
Previous names:


06/03/2009

BROADWAY MARKET LIMITED/BROADWAY MARKET COMMUNITY INTEREST COMPANY

Company Address:

MARKET HOUSE LIMITED
Little Pix Hall
Hawkhurst
CRANBROOK
TN18 4XT


Date:

21/05/2011\


Little Georgia


At the end of June 2006 in the State of Oaxaca, the occupations of city halls multiply, and insurgents occupy public buildings. In certain communes, mayors are kicked out, official vehicles are requisitioned.
. Specifically, when it comes to the technique they’ve been perfecting for some time now: the surprise attack.

Battle of Tony's café begins revolt against Olympic site developers

The bailiffs forced the till shut six months ago and took the tables and chairs. There is no water or electricity and the roof has fallen in.


: ‘OCCUPATION BY THE LOCAL COMMUNITY AGAINST CORRUPT DEVELOPERS. WE WANT OUR CAFÉ, NOT YUPPIE FLATS!’

Loft living victims of future crimes//


Anger at Wratten, former citibanker…

 Multitude, faceless, hidden, masked,
Them, exposed, vulnerable, prone…

Modern urban living
threatening..INVISIBLE//
Communal, timber roof terraces enjoy far-reaching, panoramic views across London, reaching to The City and Canary Wharf. Once the development is complete, residents will enjoy the luxury of a 24-hour concierge service that will cater for their day-to-day requirements and there is also an onsite residents' gymnasium. The development will also benefit from a proposed car club. waiting….
Located in the stunning, contemporary setting of the largest public square constructed in a century, this development enjoys
This taste for the “authentic,” and for the control that goes with it, is carried by the petty bourgeoisie through their colonizing drives into working class neighborhoods. Pushed out of the city centers, they find on the frontiers the kind of “neighborhood feeling” they missed in the prefab houses of suburbia. In chasing out the poor people, the cars, and the immigrants, in making it tidy, in getting rid of all Communal, timber roof terraces enjoy far-reaching, panoramic views across London, reaching to The City and Canary Wharf. Once the development is complete, residents will enjoy the luxury of a 24-hour concierge service that will cater for their day-to-day requirements and there is also an onsite residents' gymnasium. The development will also benefit from a proposed car club.
Located in the stunning, contemporary setting of the largest public square constructed in a century, this development enjoys  the germs, the petty bourgeoisie pulverizes the very thing it came looking for. A police officer and a garbage man shake hands in a picture on a town billboard, and the slogan reads: “Montauban – Clean City.”

The Mighty Boosh set part of their second and third series’. It’s here that design figureheads Christopher Kane, Gareth Pugh and Marius Schwab have set up shop, and where Pam Hogg, Terry De Havilland and Jimmy Choo are frequently out and about. The lid on the social kettle is shut triple-tight, and the pressure inside continues to build. the specter of Que Se Vayan Todos is beginning to seriously haunt the ruling class. This stylish development further benefits from an innovative and forward-thinking design, incorporating a number of eco-friendly elements and a residents' gym. Whole streets in Barcelona burned in solidarity.
Other people on Broadway Market are still under attack: Spirit (of Nutritious Food Gallery) must not be put through the same brutal process that we have seen here today. We demand that his shop is returned to him and that the Council commits to a radical revision of their planning policy. cloned corporate
Like lost children we trashed the prized trinkets of a society that deserves no more respect than the monuments of Paris at the end of the Bloody Week. Struggles create the language in which a new order expresses itself. Refusal to work The territory will be partitioned into ever more restricted zones. Highways built around the borders of “problem neighborhoods” already form invisible walls closing off those areas off from the middle-class subdivisions. It’s enough to listen to the songs of the times – the asinine “alt-folk” where the petty bourgeoisie dissects the state of its soul, next to declarations of war from Mafia K’1 Fry – to know that a certain coexistence will end soon, that a decision is near.

First Circle.  then it would denote all the existential crutches that allow me to keep dragging on, the ensemble of dependencies I’ve contracted as the price of my identity.
If space is something you desire, then this house is for you. With three double bedrooms, 2 reception rooms, a diner and a rear garden, it lends itself well to family use or someone who works from home. With the period feature basics in place, there is plenty of character and with a little work, original features such as wood flooring and fire places can be brought back to life. Set on a peaceful yet popular residential road, its location is ideal. Within a few minutes walk from the house, you can be at London fields, Broadway Market, Victoria Park, Regent's Canal or 3 minutes closer to the not so far away Bethnal Green central line tube for access to the rest of London. Call Homefinders now on to find out more or arrange a viewing
 It’s because the city has finally disappeared that it has now become fetishized, as history. The factory buildings of Lille become concert halls. sleek bathroom. dalston square is a brand new development found in proximity to the local... private balcony. view more details about this flat for sale in dalston set in a modern gated development...
The rebuilt concrete core of Le Havre is now a UNESCO World Heritage sire. The old historic centers, once hotbeds of revolutionary sedition, given over to tourism and conspicuous consumption. by force if necessary. The oppressive sentimentality of every “Christmas Village” is offset by ever more security guards and city patrols. Equal parts police surveillance and enchantment!

In a striking new initiative from, award-winning developers and international architects, who have created a mix of superbly designed apartments, town houses and working studios within the imposing framework of a former leading East End Art Gallery.
This particular unit has double height ceilings, walk-in wardrobe, lots of storage and access to a private sky terrace.
A highly unusual and desirable feature of the Arthus is a dedicated entertainment room and a roof terrace available for residents who like to live in style. These features can be reserved for parties, private dinners and film shows. An equally unique idea is the concept of a gallery on the ground floor and lobby area, extending your living area to the communal space in the building. The gallery will have 3-4 temporary exhibitions each year accompanied with talks and lectures with the artists and other professionals from the industry

Up in Dalston the ruthless demolition of buildings to make way for more yuppie flats is going on right now. We demand that the council puts a stop to this immediately, and offer our support
to everyone involved in resisting this ongoing landgrab
There still remain some fragments of the city and some traces of the country caught up in the metropolitan mesh. But vitality has taken up quarters in the so-called “problem” neighborhoods.  Within many of today’s megalopolises, the shantytowns are the last living and livable areas, and also, of course, the most deadly. They are the flip-side of the electronic décor of the global metropolis. The dormitory towers in the suburbs north of Paris, abandoned by a petty bourgeoisie that went off hunting for swimming pools, have been brought back to life by mass unemployment and now radiate more energy than the Latin Qu arter. In words as much as fire.

front line Broadway Market. sell-offs, Offered to the market chain free is this modern It is disgraceful that the council let this destruction go ahead. Ignoring our pending legal appeal, Wratten's men were allowed to reduce half the café to rubble. Throughout, basic safety procedures were ignored, injuring one of the occupiers and endangering passers by. The process was halted this afternoon by Health and Safety officials, but clearly Wratten doesn't care much about his new neighbours’ welfare.
three story four bedroom house set on Regents Canal. Currently rented as a six bedroom house the property makes an ideal investment. Located within a short walk to the vibrant life of Broadway Market & London Fields. Transport links include Bethnal Green Underground Station (Central Line) and the bus links of Cambridge Heath Road and Hackney Road.
The conflagration of November 2005 was not a result of extreme dispossession, as it is often portrayed. It was, on the contrary, a complete possession of a territory. People can burn cars because they are pissed off, but to keep the riots going for a month, while keeping the police in check – to do that you have to know how to organize, you have to establish complicities, you have to know the terrain perfectly, and share a common language and a common enemy. Mile after mile and week after week, the fire spread. New blazes responded to the original ones, appearing where they were least expected. Rumors can’t be wiretapped.
This echoes the advice of Blanqui who recommended (in this case for the party of insurrection) that the future insurgents of Paris take over the houses on the barricaded streets to protect their positions, that they should bore holes in the walls to allow passage between houses, break down the ground floor stairwells and poke holes in the ceilings to defend themselves against potential attackers, rip out the doors and use them to barricade the windows, and turn each floor into a gun turret. 
Campaigners say the cafe is a institution in the community.
"People are sick of very little being done for low-income families," "It's for the rich,"
"I'm ashamed that the council, who say they're for the working class, can come and along and take the cafe away."

we’ve hit rock bottom and are totally broke, or buried in debt.

We have to see that the economy is not “in” crisis, the economy is itself the crisis.

urban guerilla warfare they burned down City Hall, destroying all the public records and vital statistics. We still need to find the means to permanently destroy computerized databases.


INSURRECTION

Make the most of every crisis

When things get serious, the army occupies the terrain. Whether or not it engages in combat is less certain. That would require that the state be committed to a bloodbath, which for now is no more than a threat, a bit like the threat of using nuclear weapons for the last fifty years. Though it has been wounded for a long while, the beast of the state is still dangerous. A massive crowd would be needed to challenge the army, invading its ranks and fraternizing with the soldiers. We need a March 18th 1871. When the army is in the street, we have an insurrectionary situation. Once the army engages, the outcome is precipitated. Everyone finds herself forced to take sides, to choose between anarchy and the fear of anarchy. An insurrection triumphs as a political force.