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I might have possibly mentioned in a previous post that I wasn’t going to bang on about gentrification anymore as there was no more to say, but then there was a riot in Shoreditch at the weekend (article here) and I realised that maybe this thing is just beginning. As they say in the action movies..we have a situation on our hands.

A lot of the media attention and commentary regarding the riot has been about The Cereal Killer Cafe and whether they were a valid target or not. Truth is not really. They are very much a symptom of the problem rather than the cause. However, my theory as to why they were the object of the protester’s rage, is that cereal is what you eat when you are broke and here they are charging a fortune for  a basic bowl so its a big slap in the face to people who might eat it because they can’t afford anything else . And as hipsters are the only minority demographic who you can legitimately despise without accusations of  a hate crime they were kinda fair game. I can’t really see #saveourhipsters trending.

The real problem though, as demonstrated in the photo above is a chronic and desperate lack of affordable housing in the city and its reduction has been systematic and deliberate. Council homes are being depleted at such a vast rate it is being described as inner city social cleansing. Between the right to buy scheme and councils selling off estates to property developers it seems like they won’t stop till London just contains the affluent and nothing else. Who wants poor people around..they’re just depressing right? And they’ll probably steal your shit too so let’s just get rid.

Landlords have doubled rents overnight forcing out the ‘middle’ which currently leaves just  the really rich and the really poor. And they wonder why there is growing unrest. The book the Spirit Level demonstrated with a ton of evidence how inequality is the source of most of societies’ ills and how the disparity in wealth fuels resentment and anger so is it any wonder this is happening? And is there not just more to come?  Will the rich end up barricading themselves in to keep out the remaining riff raff? Maybe we should do the same to them…here is a relevant and amusing film I made a while back to illustrate…

So here are my questions…

Why are London residents, the workers and the lifeblood of the city, not being protected from the blatant greed of people who already have too much?

Why are landlords allowed to increase their rents so dramatically without any concern for the people living there?

Why can’t they put rent caps in place which reflected wages and living costs rather than how much these pariahs can squeeze out of their investment?

Why are property developers allowed to reduce half of London to rubble and re-build luxury flats that no-one except for the extremely wealthy can afford to buy or live in?

Why don’t we do something about it?

Violence is not the answer but this is my message to Londoners and something we can do…we can vote out a bumbling oaf who seems harmless but in reality is doing a lot of evil shit to the detriment of the majority of Londoners  (see here for just one example) in favour of excessively wealthy people just like him. He is an assassin masquerading as a clown. Yes Boris I am talking about you. Why don’t you get on one of your bikes and fuck off!

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shoreditch: studio flat. open plan. awash with natural light. fully furnished. close proximity to urban art galleries and pedestrian walkways. £750 a month. Professionals only.

I was going to post this picture today as a satirical joke on the ridiculousness of london rent as part of this week’s theme as it was photographed just round corner from the “Cereal killer riots” and then last night I found this story on the bbc website (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-34404651)  of someone going to look at a room to rent in clapham for £500 a month and it turned out to be a mattress in a cupboard. Literally. So this isn’t even a joke.  I’ll probably get enquiries.

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said the bed…

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The boarded up door has spoken…

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…and very expensive riot inciting cereal.

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short version (for those  in a hurry): Internet outrage is soooo 2013.

long version (for those with more time): There was a internet furore a while back over some Facebook page called Women Who Eat on Tubes. It was basically photos of exactly that and for some reason loads of people got their knickers in a twist over it and accusations of sexism and so forth were bandied around in the usual indignant manner. Lets get it into perspective. It was just pictures of women eating on the tube. That was it. No-one died. No was abused. Sometimes a packet of McCoy’s is just a packet of McCoy’s.

We live in The Era of Outrage ™. It now seems a daily occurrence for everyone to get a beef in their bonnet about some evil deed or something terrible someone said. Cue instant declarations of outrage from all and sundry across whatever social media platforms they occupy. Don’t get me wrong there are plenty of things going on all the time to be genuinely irate about but this Cult of Indignation ™ is out of hand. It seems that people just enjoy laying into people who have apparently offended them  and be righteous whilst doing so. Its sanctimonious sadism. Wait for someone to fuck up then put the boot in.

Maybe people just need an outlet for their own pent up anger or are just bored and have nothing better to do but its all getting a bit boring isn’t it? Hasn’t outrage fatigue set in yet? Do we all have to get onto our high horses every time the Internet spoonfeeds us the latest outrage? Do we all need to jump every time the media says so? They have advertising space to sell, what’s our excuse?

For me the worst thing is there is no follow up. What people are spitting peas about one minute is utterly forgotten the next. The Nigerian girls abducted by Boko Harum initiated a week of every celeb and joe shmoe hashtagging the shit out of #bringourgirlshome and then that was it. They never came back and no-one bothered to notice or care as they were already onto the next thing.

The week before last the mob turned on the Evil lion killing dentist and rightfully so but again to put in perspective,  we are officially in the midst of  the 6th great extinction of Planet Earth, caused primarily by humans. Including the livestock bred for people to eat, we now account for 95% of all species currently in existence.  This is something everyone suitably ignores but one lion gets it and there’s a feeding frenzy. (pun intended-ish) 2 days of outrage later its over and we all move on.

Take the clock clock-making terror suspect pupil, Ahmed. The world got behind him for like one day. It was maybe even just a couple of hours. #Isupportahmedforthelengthoftimeittakesmetoclickshare would have been a more appropriate hashtag.

This week we have the magnificent  story of Cameron apparently sticking his cock and/or balls  in a dead pig’s head’ – cue suitable massive outrage. I mean, yes, that’s pretty messed up but it is by far and away NOT the worst thing he has done. Not by a long shot. And it will only be the object of focus until the next twitter storm emerges. And so it goes on.

People’s outrage only lasts as long as it’s in the news, which isn’t very long these days. The refugee crisis is current No.1 outrage and again, rightfully so but soon it will fade from the news because something will inevitably replace it but the misery for those caught up in it will still exist.  That problem is not going away anytime soon but the coverage of it will.

It seems people really don’t care about the subject, they just want to be outraged about it but more importantly, they want people to see they are outraged. Its like some badge of honour to be displayed. Look how much I care. Well if you actually did, you would probably continue caring for maybe slightly longer than it takes the A.D.D Internet to chew  it up and spit it out.

So if I have offended anyone with either photos of people eating or this impassioned (posh word for outraged) diatribe please turn your scorn on me and outrage away…just don’t use up all your vitriol, you might need it for the next thing, or the one after that, or the one after..zzzzz

 

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a proper random selection this week…well..ish. In some ways the only thing the subject’s have in common is me. I noticed them amongst the crowd.  My eye is often drawn towards the unusual, something that stands out, something that compels me to take their photograph. Something I can’t quite let go. It could be their face, their outfit, the pose they are in but when I look closely into their eyes I always see more.

Something under the surface. A story they are trying to hide. I couldn’t possibly have noticed it at first glance but our brains absorb so much on an unconscious level it is possible I felt some underlying emotion emanate from them that made me want to capture them, more than what initially saw on the surface.  Something deep, guarded from the world yet which somehow is revealed by the camera.  

When you look at a photograph you stop time. It allows you to see what people spend their whole lives trying to disguise…their feelings. This for me is the beauty and power of photography. Selfies not included. 

 

 

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Despacio Jungle Roundhouse

Me and my camera in the greatest party on earth, my Despacio, my happiness

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Despacio returned to The Roundhouse at the weekend for three more nights of magnificence. I have probably banged on about how amazing it is enough already on this blog but if you were there, you will not need to hear my words. For those of you who weren’t I really can’t begin to describe or do justice to the incredible atmosphere of positivity, happiness and love it generates in everyone who experiences it so I will just shut up and you can just look at the pretty pictures.

To see the full gallery please click here

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To see the full Notting Hill Carnival gallery please click here

There were two things at this year’s Carnival that have significantly increased on previous years and that is the mass indulgence of balloons (nitrous oxide) and selfies. It seemed everywhere you looked someone was doing a balloon or a selfie and on some occasions, as in the instance above, both at the same time. I was going to name them ‘belfies’ but that’s already been taken (bottom shots apparently) so I think I will have to go with “ballofies”. (yes I am slightly trying to make #ballofies happen)

It is quite staggering how much both activities have increased in the last year alone but especially selfies. As I looked back through the crowd shots I had taken there was barely a single picture where someone wasn’t taking a selfie of themselves or their group, often repeatedly. I then looked back at the crowd shots from just last year’s Carnival and it was markedly less which just shows how its presence in our lives is spreading.

There was a time, not that long ago, when it would have been considered really  naff, narcissistic and very uncool to stand there and take multiple shots of yourself. Why it is no longer considered so I really do not know. Its out of hand. Its happening way way too much. It needs to stop.

As for the balloons. their use is also slightly out of hand. Its only being done because its legal and even though its mostly harmless it can actually kill you as it works by pushing all the oxygen out of your lungs which apparently you need to breathe which apparently is quite useful for staying alive. This means it is technically more dangerous than most of the illegal recreational drugs the youth are being “protected” from.

IN OTHER NEWS:

Well, actually the same news. BBC future just published an article yesterday about people’s obsession with taking their own picture and commissioned several of my photographs to accompany it. Here it is if you want to see: http://www.bbc.com/future/story/20150901-are-you-taking-too-many-pictures

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