The Red Knob

Well, here’s a cryptic message for a few folk – and those who possess an Enigma machine…

Best before ’84? The title of a compilation of Greatest Hits by that popular anarcho-wedding band CRASS? Or perhaps an inference to the 5 Year Plan instigated by the planners in the Red Knob Coal Bunker (now occupied by forces unknown since RK HQ had to move house) . After all, we did begin on our quest as Public Image Limited company no 5308942 in December 2004 – and well, it’s only a year or less to go…are we giving something away? But Reg Varney’s Inspector mate and Co are still driving the buses and  calling the shots at SHINEY Towers oop North and the other centres of sexual health in Londinium  - and hey Reg’s mate is even appearing at the Brook Annual Sexual Health awards on 5th March – they’ve even invited Polly Toynbee…what a wonderful luvvy do-dah-day ; don’t-ya-know this is Sexual Health’s version of The Brits – or even The Oscars…a self-congratulatory (s)pat-on-the-back for the luvvies involved in the business that is Sexual Health UK…it’s going sooooo well – or so the speech writers will say. Let’s not spoil a good thing afterall. All that glamour, glitz and prizes…but what about the disenfanchised shadowy blokes and blokettes  lurking under the arches- can’t quite shoo them away with the rest of the unwanted trash can you? Eh? Still, we don’t want to spoil the party yet…F4J and Direct Action huh. As if…So much money, so many fine, fine words, so what’s happening? Same old, same old as far as we can see – on a clear day…

And dwelling  on unattainable horizons, Onkel Reg’s Inspector - what’s the latest then on the TP figures eh? Social engineering managed to turn around the unstoppable tanker Teenage Pregnancy that Queenie shattered her Champagne bottle on then - or are we just sailing off into the sunset with ne’er-a-care in the world? Guess the  cash is in the bank – or, buzzword ‘credit crunch’ considered, it was the last time you looked, eh ‘spec?  Cosy eh – as in lifestyle maintenance strategist cosy. ‘ Do they owe us a living ?’ Of course you do – but anything beyond the narrow periscope of the camarilla  surounding you and their prescribed doctrines is unlikely to get a look in…but hey, hey, we’re The Red Knob, we’re here to make a point – and we’re not going to go away – just yet.  Cor blimey luv them punk rockers were a right lot we’ren’t um.  Be seeing you guv’nor.

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