
Paul Johnson has added the route for our ride to Bikely



Scraping along the bottom of the commercial media swill trough as usual, the Daily Telegraph published an article today titled "Chain gang chokes city." Being criticised by the right wing zealots of the Telegraph is an endorsement of our protest. It means we have had a real impact. I have zero sympathy for the motorists who were stuck in their metal boxes last night. To be commuting by car when thousands of species are threatened with extinction is selfishness of breathtaking proportions. The fact that the rest of the herd is just as blinkered and lazy as you is no comfort at all. 









One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small,
And the ones that Mother gives you don't do anything at all.
Go ask Alice when she's ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call.
Call Alice when she was just small.
When the men on the chess board get up and tell you where to go,
And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low,
Go ask Alice. I think she'll know.
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead,
And the white knight is talking backward, and the red queen's off with her head,
Remember what the doormouse said: "Feed your head! Feed your head!"







