Anarchy in the UK?

Not a bit of it, but it is going to take some time to get anywhere close to understanding what has been happening this week. However, the time has come to bring up the old sainted prince himself, and show the world what a real anarchist looks like, and not a bloody kid in a hood.
Peter Kropotkin did indeed visit Birminham, but not to tear down shops. He taught the locals how to set up their own shops, as co-operatives, and brought over French gardeners to show the locals how to grow their own food.
Kropotkin taught Arthur Ransome, of 'Swallows and Amazons', how to skate, on the ice of Windermere in 1895. And in Moscow in 1920 he attended Kropotkin's funeral. "Kropotkin lay with one very thin hand across his breast. But for the thinness of that hand one would hardly have known that he was dead... my attention was caught by his nose, so finely cut, so proud, the very index of the old fighter's character. Close behind the coffin came half-a-dozen of the chief mourners and then a mass of his Anarchist disciples. There were some who had imitated his hair, some who had grown beards like his, but not one had a nose worth looking at.'
I did used to have a beard like that, although I never could get that hair. But I shall never have a nose worthy of such praise.
Of course, there may be a few Nihilists about, but that is another story. As for us anarchists, like the late and remarkable Colin Ward who edited this volume, we will go on quietly promoting self direction, and mutual co-operation.
Night all.