Today saw a gathering in London by an estimated 2000 amateur and professional photographers in protest at the continued harassment of photographers by Police and “authorities” such as private security guards. Regular readers will not be surprised by my attendance at this gathering. There is a common law right to take photographs in public areas which is being eroded by the misuse of Section 44 of the 2000 Terrorism Act.
Professional photographers, bus spotters, train spotters, people who enjoy architecture and more are being treated as if they were terrorists; arrested, subjected to searches and unlawfully detained by Police misusing section 44 and completely lacking in common sense in so doing.
There is a Flickr group containing photos from the Mass Photographers’ Gathering that is well worth a look. I’m in there somewhere else too, along with a selection of photos from my own set.
I heard about it through Twitter. That’s another demonstration of vox populi for those who think Twitter is a waste of time.
Any state that arrests people taking photos of buses, trains, planes and buildings for their own personal enjoyment, believing them to be terrorists has lost any claim to legitimacy or true democracy.
I am a Photographer, Not a Terrorist.
Being vigilant does not excuse being stupid.
After urgings and a few not so subtle hints from friends I’ve now got a Flickr photostream.
I usually carry a camera with me and this seems as good a place as any to post anything that comes out ok.
Inspired by the book “Boring Postcards” (which are often anything but) I’ve decided to try and put together a collection of what some would, no doubt, call boring photos.
There are some nice shots taken from Graham Bonnet’s 2007 concerts in Stourbridge and a recent trip to the BAMMOT transport museum near Birmingham. And other stuff too.
Go take a look. You know you want to.
Inspired and influenced by Deep Purple’s scything satirical song “Mary Long”, this little satirical poem is about the ICC and the man at the top there.
For those who don’t know ZC is Zimbabwe Cricket, whose continued presence in any form of international cricket is a shameful indictment of the ICC’s lack of will to deal with the issues raised in and by Zimbabwe.
Slow Malcolm lives in Dubai
But now wears a collar made in Kolkata
Doesn’t live in the real world
To him only money and control matter
Slow Malcolm is a legal guy
Top man, a barrister, sharp and quick
Yet how did our man take our calypso World Cup
And make it look like our sport was sick?
Slow Malcolm thinks that 2007
Was surely the best ever World Cup
Almost everyone else disagreed
But that didn’t shut Slow Malcolm up
Slow Malcolm is a corporate guy
Deals in logos, spin, PR and slick looks
Not the leggie kind of Warney or Mushy
But the kind that tolerates ZC and its crooks
Slow Malcolm isn’t really your man
To do the right thing for the game
He hangs good umpires out to dry (twice now)
And that ZC is still with us deserves shame
Slow Malcolm’s your man for selling us out
Everything here’s up for sale
Approved soft drinks and beer, the back of your bat
“Get it sponsored!” is ICC’s holy grail
Slow he might be but Malcolm’s not daft
He sees where the power base has shifted
Umpires Hair and Bucknor got shafted
Because BCCI’s Lalit’s in charge now
Copyright © 2008 Jamie Dowling
A while ago I picked up a copy of Boring Postcards. Now while some of the images were a bit dull and maybe questionable for use as postcard images, I found the book a fascinating social history. Especially the pictures of old Birmingham, the old Bull Ring and Preston Bus Station.
It often gets commented on by visitors when they see it on my coffee table. Boring only to the Playstation generation then, methinks.
In the spirit of the Boring Postcards book, here are some boring photos, thumbnailed here for your convenience.
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