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at somepoint somewhere sometime between my 3 jobs (admin, teaching, library) my new crazy Canadian flatmate drags me out to a radical independence debate at Oran Mor. I bump into old friends and we all bemoan the weight of fear and panic being crop sprayed en masse. A good counter point, songsters, speakers: Isabella Langley - veteran CND campaigner reminds us the UK nuclear arsenal is 24 miles thattaway, Cat Davis gives eloquent voice to a defiant rebuke against the reactionary order. But I am wary.. internalised oppression, the easier stance of cynical pessimism - I swing between elation and detachment, I never like crowds. When Anwar gets up for his rousing Sheridanesque tub thumping, while I like the content, and I know that voice is important, my eyes drift up to the ceilings, the whole evening's been illuminated by Gray's frescoes and maybe that gave me more cause to fight.