21.04.2024

As is the case every year, the marathon came back to London causing the usual chaos and aggravation. I remember we were in a lecture theatre at university and some seedy politician was claiming that the United Kingdom is based on Ancient Greek principles and therefore the Elgin marbles rightfully belonged to us. Everyone laughed. It was a rare occasion when even the sheep in this country could see the bullshit that the politicians spout for what it actually is.

However, that politician was indicating something in this culture. It mindlessly celebrates Ancient Greek institutions which are (I would say obviously) wrong and of dubious pedigree. Democracy? The Ancient Greeks didn’t include women or immigrants or the slaves that did all the work. And how can something be right just because the majority want it to be that way, at the expense of the (thinking) minority? The Democratic leaders were all douche bags that had no principles and just pandered to the sheep.

It is the same with the celebration of Greek sports and athletics. The Marathon (now if not originally) is a competition. The Olympics is a competition. But how arrogant were these ancient Greeks to make someone a winner and everyone else a loser in their ruthlessly and recklessly and destructively competitive collection of city states? How arrogant and ego serving are their games which we are still playing now? It is the mark of an arrogant culture.

It is the same thing with Alexander the Great. How corrupt, greedy and how much of a douche bag do you have to be to go and conquer other countries in the name of arrogance, egotism and pride? And yet this Western culture looks up to this asshole because ‘he conquered the world’. But as we all know, he conquered the known world but he couldn’t conquer India. India killed him. Because India kills arrogance and pride. It is the foundation of our culture and our thinking. We worship Kali because she is the killer of ego: that is what her insatiable blood thirst targets.

But what do you expect people to celebrate in this egotistical culture of neo-imperialists? That aren’t yet properly ashamed of and divorced from British Imperialism and its racism?

And this is how we come to it, why I am the lone man in this country. Because I don’t bow down to the government, laws, the crown or the political institutions of this racist and neo-imperialist country. I keep my head held up high for myself and my community. I don’t lick their feet and run my life by their rules and standards. I don’t let them devalue me. I would topple them in a moment if I had the opportunity for intruding in my area and in my life and trying to destroy us and our culture. In the name of justice, honour and truth, which this country does not have, whatever it says. I acknowledge no one above myself, least of all the white supremacists who have dishonoured my mother and my people. I only bow down to my mother. Out of love. No one and nothing else. Only love rules in my world. Not the hate of the western world. That’s why I am the lone man in this country. I am not a fucking slave with no self respect or individual conscience. I write my own laws for myself and follow them.

At work, I had the opportunity to give a tour to a mother with her daughter that had just qualified as a medical doctor. I felt the pride of the mother when she told me about her daughter’s achievement. I like achievers. I am an achiever myself. It is what we respect. I felt fond of them both.

I talked to one of my new friends at work who I like a lot and have liked since the first time I have seen her. She is a very charming and loveable person.

Not much else happened in life. Except for the fact that I thought I saw Helen come in with a man. It wasn’t her, it was someone that looked like her. It was just a moment of surprise.

I was reading the column in the Metro newspaper when people talk about people they like on the Tube but they do absolutely fucking nothing about it. Because they are cowards and dumb. I have actually talked to someone on the Tube that I found really attractive. It was a few years ago. It was a Japanese woman that got on with her friend. I liked her. I gave her my seat. She bowed to me. I started talking to her when we got off. If it wasn’t for the fact that she couldn’t speak English properly. She was super cute and super friendly. I could tell she was attracted to me because she kept on looking at me and smiling at me. That is life. So when I read the Metro, I look at these people around me and wonder how the human race even continued with people like this around.