Three white men

A few weeks back I went to the “Congress of the non-right” (I’ve disguised the name, to protect the innocent) here in sunny Manchester.

I had a really really fantastic time. Everyone kept their contributions short and to the point. No-one drivelled out-dated socialist rhetoric, and every workshop was structured around what small groups could brainstorm and then bring to a larger group, rather than what a Speaker Thought and Old White Men Thought in response…

What are you, fucking insane?

It was terrible, eye-stabbingly unbearable.
And I made a terrible spoof of a nursery rhyme to go with it.

Three blind mice

Three white men

Three blind mice, three blind mice,

Three white men, three white men

See how they run, see how they run,

See how they drone, see how they drone

They all ran after the farmer’s wife,

They all ran over the given time

Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,

And cut off our verve with a lengthy whine

Did you ever see such a thing in your life,

Did you ever see such a pointless crime?

As three blind mice?

As three white men?

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