I have just posted this on Zoë's blog. Wonder if it will last & what (if any) the response.
1. There is an information vacuum about a lot of developments in central/East Brixton
nowadays. The councillors and the planners seem to be hiding behind "consultants" who in
turn seem to announce "consultation meetings" week by week with no notice. For example
there is a Neighbourhood Improvement workshop @Kaibu on Tuesday 19th June, which I
received notice of on Saturday - by way of a leaflet through my letter box (I live in
Coldharbour Lane.
2. With ref. to this "NIW" a neighbour who lives on the Moorlands Estate - only 100 yards
away - revealed "We no longer get delivered with council literature on the estate." She was
surprised to hear that Lambeth Talk was still going (it was delivered through my letterbox at
the same as the Neighbourhood Enhancement Project leaflet).
3. In New York in 1789 an organisation was incorporated which has become a by-word for
manipulation in local politics - the Society of St. Tammany. This led in due course to the
phrase "Tammany Hall Politics" - the purpose of which was to advance the cause of Irish
immigrants to New York - by fair means or foul. It seems to me that the current council has
been similarly infiltrated by people who are most concerned to make a fortune assisting
wealthy people priced out of Islington to colonise Brixton.
4. As a Brixton resident since 1978 I can say that I get the feeling that we currently have a
régime dedicated to advancing the cause of the middle and upper classes, who have been
forced out of Islington etc. by high prices, and now seek to colonise Brixton (at pace).
5. All this bullshit about Cooperative Councils is a throwback to George Orwell. You want to
have a Ministry of War - call it a Ministry of Love, so as not to upset people. I have the
definitive facsimile edition of 1984 in my bookshelf. This was hand-written by Mr Eric Blair
(George Orwell) and all his crossings out, modifications and improvements can be clearly
seen.
6. Our Cooperative Council have rebadged the present governments "Big Society" with their
own more socialist sounding brand. No problem with that, you might think. But there IS a
problem. The councils members and officers seem to be fascinated by consultants. The
councillors are supposed THEMSELVES to consult their constituents. That is what they are
paid for - paid in the region of £40,000 a year in the case of so-called Cabinet members.
7. Meanwhile the councillors’ consultants bring in their reports - sometimes webs of lies
reflecting their own particular biases. And the consultants don't even have to come from
London, never mind Brixton. The council are doing things based on flawed consultations,
which they themselves deny responsibility for. This situation is a travesty of local democracy
and is actually leading to significant community unrest at the present time.
The Ritzy benefited greatly from local council and central government investment in the early
1990s. Moreover it started this process as a community based workers co-op showing
EXCLUSIVELY art-house and minority films unavailable elsewhere local (Streaham Odeon
etc).
I remember seeing the “Sex-change Parsifal" at the Ritzy in 1982 or thereabouts. This amazing
Hans-Jürgen Syberberg film of Wagner's Parsifal had the action taking place on Wagner's
death-mask - the caves were Wagners nostrils for example. The climactic moment when
Parsifal is kissed by the doomed temptress Kundry and realises the pain of the sins of world
was notorious in this film because at that point the naive young knight is transformed into a
compassionate female knight. The whole film lasted 4½ hours. I simply cannot imagine the
Ritzy showing such a minority and controversial film today. Remember when I saw it the Ritzy
still had one big screen - with a much bigger auditorium than it is today. The film was
appropriately enough shown on a Sunday for one day only - and was well patronised. And at
£2 or £3 was the bargain of the month.
Last time I went to the Ritzy I think I paid £14 to see a Werner Hertzog documentary - Caves
of Forgotten Dreams in 3D. It was in screen 5 (which should be described as a microscreen).
About 10 other people were present. £2 of the admission charge was for hire of 3D spectacles
and non-refundable.
Now I myself am not working, and not on benefit. The government expects me to spend all
my savings before I qualify for Income Support - and so does the Ritzy. Who can blame me -
and other like me for boycotting most new showings at the Ritzy and waiting for the DVD
(which arrived yesterday from Amazon priced £5.97 - less than half the price of my original
Ritzy "experience").
The Ritzy was the second most expensive Brixton Challenge regeneration project in the mid
1990s. The most expensive being “The Foyer” a homeless young persons hostel and work
project in Camberwell Green (YES!-Camberwell Green, Brixton, you did read that right). I
think, by recollection both of these projects consumed £3 million of tax-payer’s money - not
sure if this was EACH or Together.
I recall being on a Brixton Society tour of the new cinema a couple of days after opening, and
imminently before the coup which dispatched Mr Foster to his present entertainment interests
in return for handing total control of the cinema to the Blackwell organisation Oasis Cinemas.
And to think before the council got involved this was a workers co-op selling cups of tea to
passing shoppers and cottagers for 30p in addition to its Art House main business.
One thing which might help assuage the ill-feeling about the Ritzy’s new encroachment onto
Rush Common land would be if it was made clear if any rent is paid for this and if so to whom.
Mr Linskey of the Brixton Society maintains that Windrush Square comes under parks, and
that therefore the Ritzy is NOT CHARGED for displacing other users of the Square.
Is this true or can the Ritzy prove they are paying for the use of the land?
I suggested to Mr Linskey at the AGM of the Brixton Society that we should get some sheep
and exercise ancient grazing rights - right next your bar. Mr Linskey abused me for making
this suggestion, but I have to say many local people support it (the suggestion that is).
So if something is not sorted out, I promise you that I WILL get some sheep and form a
deputation of shepherds, with the Sun, the Mirror, the SLP etc. And your drunken toffs will
find themselves featured in the media in a way they may not like.
Might I suggest peace talks?
