The world did not turn on its axis, the lines of flight were low-level. Our predictions on attendance were broadly right. Yet all those who came to Extropia I seemed to enjoy themselves and appreciate what we’re trying to do.

Props first; to the others in the main organising quintet – the Djinnj {Confablog}, czukay, Dandon and Smunka; to Craig the crack panda and Liam for inspired work on the short film; Casagrande and Max Other Worlds, the other djs; Amanda and Rachel, helping out with wires and duct tape; my mates in Manc who did the printing; Pete himself for the funny artooons; those who plugged us; and all those who attended. Muito respeito e abracaos…

Main Cull is back up so continue reading there….


(*this is more suitable for Sonic Truth but it’s still lying in a pool of its own tomatoes, refusing to update)  ¶ 9:05 PM

Cull profiles the messianic Foldclay singer   ¶ 11:30 AM

Concerning our article about the latest hysteria on hoodlums in hoods (neatly swept under the carpet by the media’s very indiscriminate broom in about a week), another small point annoys from the Torywater/shopping centre ban: security guards. What are they for? Why are they paid? And why aren’t they able to counter thieving/fighting/fucking by an easily identifiable group of people on the premises where they work. As security guards? Because a ban on a prescribed demographic (particularly where there isn't a problem of that nature) is cheaper and gets the out-of-town mall brand name in the news, for the ‘right’ reasons. Oh, and partly because security guards have no powers of arrest and are a symbol of how to exploit a disproportionate fear of crime for cash.
This is clearly politically and economically motivated, so well done ‘two plates/chins’ Prescott for endorsing this illegitimate and discriminatory policy on kids.

‘Security’ is a pointless ticking boxes exercise - they were never able to do shit the three times the computers have gone at one Culla’s office.  ¶ 9:56 PM