"GLOBAL REGULATIONISM" (see this week's WEEKLY WALKABOUT in the BS section), including fair-trade - via the UN, the nations within the UN, and local/county councils within nations.

I think WAV's setting himself up for world presidency here; a nice multi-cultural world it'll be too, with all the nations ethnically cleansed and sorted and everyone put back where they belong and given strict instructions on what instruments they may or may not play and what songs they may or may not sing. And anyone who doesn't fit, or is just naturally recalcitrant to such a mind-numbing regime... well there'll be a special train for those no doubt; it'll have to be a bloody big one, and I'll be the first on it because I'm sure I'd rather be dead than live in such a world. Then WAV gets the third of his three-wishes - a smaller population!

We were out and about in Newcastle yesterday; first stop, the City Surplus Stores, an Asian-owned friendly family business which has clothed Tyneside's alternative scene for thirty years and more; second stop, the Laing Art Gallery to visit some dear old friends (though Isabella is away on her travels) and for a customary whinge about modern art. Afterwards, we tucked into Subways beneath the dribbling statue of Old Father Tyne nearby the monolith that commemorates the visit of President Jimmy Carter in May 1977 - the same month I saw The Damned supporting T Rex at the City Hall. Then it was off to visit some more old friends in The Museum of Antiquities only to find they've closed it down and are relocating the collection to the Great North Museum, that was once The Hancock. Things change, move on, and it's always the first time for someone. In Windows, I played a Chieftain D whistle (£130) that was so loud it hurt my ears; I also had a go on a Mexican guitarron - a fretless acoustic bass which sounded lovely. Also in Windows, I bought a banjo capo so as I might play my old fiddle in the manner of a kemence. Outside in the Central Arcade we applauded a couple of young lads who were busking pop songs with acoustic guitars to the beat of the Djembe player who was drumming up a storm 100 yards away on Gray's Monument. We stood in the crowds to watch the Native American couple busking in costume in Northumberland Street (dream catchers on the the PA - nice touch!) and further down a raggy delegation of Hare Krishnas had a nice groove going on outside of Marks & Spensers.

Newcastle-upon-Tyne - The Toon - business very much as usual. I didn't see any Morris Dancers, Folk Singers (though I did sing The Leg of the Mallard to the Civic Centre ducks) or any other evidence of WAV-type ersatz volkishness. I did see a lot of happy Geordies though, of all colours and ethnicities, and students, and freshers; and no indication of anyone losing their culture nor yet of society suffering as a result.

Let's just consider that again shall we?

"GLOBAL REGULATIONISM" (see this week's WEEKLY WALKABOUT in the BS section), including fair-trade - via the UN, the nations within the UN, and local/county councils within nations.

And he has the neck to say he's not racist. WAV - you're a disgrace to humanity.