Scarfolk is a town in North West England that did not progress beyond 1979. Instead, the entire decade of the 1970s loops ad infinitum. Here in Scarfolk, pagan rituals blend seamlessly with science; hauntology is a compulsory subject at school, and everyone must be in bed by 8pm because they are perpetually running a slight fever. "Visit Scarfolk today. Our number one priority is keeping rabies at bay." For more information please reread.
Seems oddly topical
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Hi, understand your confusion, but this is not uncommon. Sometimes extremely powerful psychic events in the primary timeline result in the puncture of the thin temporal membrane between Scarfolk and this reality, resulting in the bleeding of said events from the primary timeline into the secondary Scarfolk timeline. Hope this helps :)
DeleteGetting a little preachy there, Dr. Little. I thought Scarfolk was about 1979, not current events.
ReplyDeleteSadly, we had a resurgence of neo-Nazism in 1970s Britain, which is why this issue is in the remit of Scarfolk.
DeleteLast Sunday (the 13th) was the 40th anniversary of the battle of Lewisham between the National Front and various anti-fascist groups. There was a Guardian article about it last week.
DeleteI see this poster as a reference to that rather than the events in the US.
You obviously didn't live in the UK during the beautiful 70's, Sonny Jim! I've got a spare TARDIS you can borrow. You can then travel back in time and relive the magic of the National Front...
DeleteOh defend the Nazis from sarcasm
DeleteStop dressing in white like snowflakes and using cars as weapons and acknowledge and respect people of other races, religions and nationalities and maybe they won't get pilloried for being stupid, vile and ignorant.
ReplyDeleteApologies for not being dry or droll about this shit.
You mean just like in Las Ramblas?
DeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteGeorge Orwell, Coming Up for Air, June 1939:
ReplyDeleteIt’s a queer thing, I thought, to be known as ‘Mr So-and-so, the well-known anti-Fascist’. [...]
It was a voice that sounded as if it could go on for a fortnight without stopping. It’s a ghastly thing, really, to have a sort of human barrel-organ shooting propaganda at you by the hour. The same thing over and over again. Hate, hate, hate. Let’s all get together and have a good hate. Over and over. It gives you the feeling that something has got inside your skull and is hammering down on your brain. But for a moment, with my eyes shut, I managed to turn the tables on him. I got inside his skull. It was a peculiar sensation. For about a second I was inside him, you might almost say I was him. At any rate, I felt what he was feeling. …
What he’s saying is merely that Hitler’s after us and we must all get together and have a good hate. Doesn’t go into details. Leaves it all respectable. But what he’s seeing is something quite different. It’s a picture of himself smashing people’s faces in with a spanner.
Fascist faces, of course. I know that’s what he was seeing. It was what I saw myself for the second or two that I was inside him. Smash! Right in the middle! The bones cave in like an eggshell and what was a face a minute ago is just a great big blob of strawberry jam. Smash! There goes another! That’s what’s in his mind, waking and sleeping, and the more he thinks of it the more he likes it. And it’s all O.K. because the smashed faces belong to Fascists.
http://www.telelib.com/authors/O/OrwellGeorge/prose/ComeingUpforAir/3_1.html
It brings to mind the badge I made in the 80's. "Cruise Missiles Against the Nazis".
ReplyDeleteFuck nazis..always
ReplyDeletenational socialists haven't existed since 1945
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