This year’s Bristol Radical History Festival focused on the persistent threats of racism, xenophobia and, of course, our radical collective resistance to it across Ireland and Britain, reports LYNNE WALSH
In the last two weeks three dogs have died after swimming and drinking in our beautiful local river, now rendered toxic by an algae bloom which, like the poisoned eggs, is a direct result of capitalist farming methods. Regular long-standing Star readers will have met Jim, my dog. He is 14 now and so has lost interest in swimming in the river, but we have to keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t try to get down for a drink.
The bird life has also diminished, of course. So my favourite animal is under threat, as are many other beautiful creatures, and so is my favourite breakfast of boiled egg and toast, though almost all the eggs we consume are, of course, free range and produced on a very small scale in our village.
I thought I was angry before these events, but now I’m hopping mad. I need to calm down over a nice spinach omelette and a glass of white wine, I think, before I do something reprehensibly adventurist.