A Spark That Ignites The Flame

It is easy to criticise a government. Apologists and supporters defend it by claiming that they are doing the best they can, and they point to small token victories as evidence of progress. “Look at what this government has done for you”, they say, but my response is always: “Is that it?” The ease of criticism is supported by the necessity with which it needs to be made. Without speaking out against your government, you are giving silent approval to the actions they conduct.

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The BBC: Israel’s Guard Dog in Gaza

This piece began life as an article on the topic of Gaza, but after staring at my screen for 20 minutes, my face as blank as the Microsoft Word document in front of me, it evolved into something else.

Trawling through the internet, reading article after article about the missile strikes on UN buildings, the deliberate targeting of children playing football on the beach, and the deaths of 25 members of the same family, it has left me feeling both numb and redundant.

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Immortal Technique At Concorde 2

Two years had passed since Immortal Technique had graced the shores of the UK. The last time he was on the South Coast, in Brighton, I was living in Ankara, Turkey. I remember contemplating a flight back just to catch this gig because the man known as “Tech” very rarely played shows outside of the US. It could have been my only chance to see the Peruvian-born Harlem-based rapper. Luckily his State Terrorism tour chose Brighton as a destination this year, and I speak for everyone when I say, we are glad he did.

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From Gower To Gaza

The beach is a wonderful natural location to enjoy all manner of activities. There are those of us that surf, those of us who sunbathe, and those of us who play football. Whether you need peace and quiet, a good location for a barbecue, or a long flat stretch of land to play sport on, mother nature provides it for us.

Until I am full time writer, I have to do as everyone else and work a stereotypical office job for a living. The unfortunate business who is graced with my presence is a football academy based in South Wales. This weekend the football academy that I work for, The Champion’s Soccer Academy, were one of the leading figures in organising Swansea’s first ever Beach Soccer Festival.

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