Sunday 1 May 2011

It(was) FRIDAY

Typically, any normal Friday - which would probably mean that Rebecca Black doesn't want to leave the house anymore. Except that this time some people were getting married, and due to a quirk of history one of them is heir to a hereditary position. A hereditary position that is now largely ceremonial and doesn't require any test of competence or wield any power, but that is still the <i>de jure</i> head of a country that once - possibly because of the historical holders of that position - held a significant amount of sway over 75% of the world and was pivotal in the industrial revolution.
Now understandably this means people are interested, although there is probably some fascinating psychology behind why people want to watch someone's wedding, and people being interested obviously means others might want to take advantage of the event to communicate a point.
So basically, there is a risk of terrorist attacks at weddings of heirs to the British throne.
Hence the police presence and whatever else nervous close protection officers there were that no body new about.
But we live in a democratic society, where people should have a right to protest peacefully, and be free from harassment.
So it's great to hear that the Met were raiding squats, kettling people going to alternative street parties, and generally acting like over-zealous, grudge holding, baton wielding pricks.
Preemtipve arrests, preemptive arrests. Repeat that until it makes sense. Apparently we don't need either the additional powers of dubious terrorism act or minority report to be arrested anymore, the police just need to think we might make a fuss.
That's shit.

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