Who Killed Andreas Baader?

Thursday 22:20 p.m.
If you come to this bloggy for the buddhism, this might not be the post for you! The kiddo just phoned me up ... I told her at the start of the month I could take her to a movie. We saw an advert for Hunger, about Bobby Sands, and I said I'd like to see that because it has a one take of a 23 minute scene, and you don't get that in movies. That's more like theatre. So I said I would go.

Setting the scene. I've had three pints of home brew, but there is no soapbar. If it wasn't for the beer, maybe I wouldn't have been set off.

First of all, I'd like to say that I don't kill flies. I don't kill the wee mothie things that have started flying about this room. Politically, I'm a libertarian socialist, which I reckon these days means that I don't mind folk getting filthy rich if they can't help it, so long as most of the money goes back into the kitty when they snuff it ... this is because I met a millionaire once and he couldn't do anything else to validate his existence. Also, I think if I want to do drugs that's my business unless I become a disgrace and dependant on other folk, or the state. I would like bus journeys to be almost free and I think human beings are wonderful and you should just let them get on with it.

Having drunk some home brew, the kiddo's phone call made me remember the time I wanted to wear a tee shirt saying: WHO KILLED ANDREAS BAADER?

I don't care if he was an idiot or an arsehole. My deid brother told me about the trial concerning the cages in Inverness where Jimmy Boyle, etc., were kept in solitary for ages and ages and ages. I think Jimmy Boyle told me he'd done 18 months at a stretch in solitary once. Actually, he told me the only funger about doing solitary was when the prison officers appeared. I think one of them lost an eye in an attack. Anyway, they had a trial in Glasgow about this before the Special Unit was set up in Barlinnie.

In these cells, which were continually searched, I think almost on a daily basis, they found all kinds of thing for breakouts, etc., etc. My brother told me all the evidence was fabricated by the ... what are they called ... authorities.

Germaine, Jack. Germaine? Germane? Anyway,. that's not what it said in the papers. Nobody got that story.

Ulrike Meinhoff hanged herself in private and managed to have semen stains on her clothes, if I remember right.

According to Wikipedia, other of these revolutionaries decided to shooty shooty themselves after the failure of an aeroplane hijacking. To get them out. They, if I remember right, committed suicide by taking guns out of the walls of their cells. These guns had been hidden in the walls of their cells by sympathisers. This was a brand new set of cells which had been built specially by the authorities, but somehow the Baader Meinhof gang managed to infiltrate the brickies ... It is beyond belief! I do not do conspiracy theories. Buddhas don't commit suicide. Neither do revolutionaries, no matter how funged up they are.

The Special Unit was a wonderful idea. They had folk in jail and they didn't have the death sentence. So some of these folk were uncontrollable. Poking folk's eyes out, etc.

My deid brother ... Oh, how I miss the contrary basturn!.. told me about a conference/seminar he attended where they were asked about the problems with such special units and how they had to watch out for brickies hiding guns in the walls!

There's a guy dying at the moment in Greenock Prison who is supposed to have been responsible for the Lockerbie plane bombing. He's got as much chance of being involved in that as me and you, Jack.

Just remember they're all going to hell, Hotboy. They're all going to hell, Jack!

Today ... what a day! ... I've been asking the Medicine Buddha (who is moi!) to help me with not wanting to get books published ... since it is not equaniminous, and not to ever think of the word ... fl*theid. But it's a shame about the unfortunate, stupid basturns, so it is, Jack!