Hingin....Anarchist
I'm hingin oot at Holyrood this week. Festival of Politics is on at the wee parliament near Abbey Hill. Commissioned tae report for the EdinburghGuide. You ken far that is.
Whit a palaver! Security searches to get in. EVERYTIME! No concessions for weel kent faces.
Remove belt, jacket. Empty pockets. Just like the airport.
If you feel unwanted then walk through carrying some metal. Guaranteed a free massage.
Once inside you are limited to the public area. It's a mess of architechtural egomania suffered by the front-of-house staff.
As a practical libertarian anarchist with a functional focus(poetic?) I tend to get ill hingin oot there.
Chinese Whispers
Just up the road is a refuge, the Jenny Ha refreshment palace. Home to the veterans (ex-servicemen to you oldies) of Whiteford House. Racing all day on the TV for the vets and a constant parade of tourists. It's quite a contrast.
Lots of Chinese looking visitors enter the Jenny Ha and head directly to the bogs. Then leave directly. They all appear to know where to go and the staff dont seem to mind. I imagine them meeting compatriots on the Royal Mile and passing on the required intelligence. Chinese whispers.
Ta Ta the noo.
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