In contrast, Stop The War hasn't even got 40 thousand followers.
I experienced this apathy towards war and obsession with sexuality during my teacher training, but particularly last year when on 28th June I was outside Freemasons Hall expecting some support to protest the engineering of WW1 by Freemasonry and the British monarchy. Nobody turned up to protest with me.
But on the other side of Covent Garden was a massive 'celebration' in Trafalgar Square and The Strand in support of LGBT.
Cue satire : maybe if Jeremy Corbyn had a sex change and a glamorous post-op photo in Vanity Fair then more people would support Stop The War, even if it was for the wrong reasons?
Or maybe, just maybe, the lyrics I wrote for THE SHAGGING AND FIGHTING SONG are actually true, and that most people, teachers included, think and feel that way too:
We'll shag, shag, shag,
Then fight a war, war, war.
If this is being human
I want more, more, more.
At weekends watch grown men kick balls
And score, score, score.
Peace is so annoying.
Let’s shag then fight a war!
SHAAAAAAAAAGIIIIIIIIING!
KIIIIIIIILLIIIIIIIING!
Shag! Kill!
Shag! Kill!
Shag! Shag! Shag!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Jeeeezus. This planet is the closest thing to hell I have ever known.
Even British schools force their students to write and draw pro-war propaganda to encourage us to fight in engineered wars!!
But you can't express your sexuality when you're dead, can yer?
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