Well, not much to say actually apart from the headline. I am foaming, but still biting my tongue and not yet break the story, maybe it can still all be sorted out with some good will and also it is much better now after having had a rest than the previous days. Thank god, that there are courageous, brave community radio stations also out there who want to make the world a better place, community radio stations which also report about human rights abuses in the USA and the gas protests and uprising in Bolivia, community radio stations which report about Linux and the flaws of Microsoft.

The Radical Bookfair is over, and after having been so happy about the stall organisation, the committment deflated with the further proceedings of the bookfair, hampered by the incredibly good weather we had for a change here in Scotland, with most of the group members disappearing to the beach or to holidays. Which basically left me and two other accidentially present friends to pick up all the stuff and carry it back to the local infoshop. Including television, table and a papmachee head of – aeh- probably Tony Blair, but could have been Bush either, and about 1 kg of some greek filled wineleaves or something and bread and butter, and an incredibly heavy lot of leaflets, posters, merchandise.

This weekend the Radical Bookfair is on in Edinburgh, organised by Word Power. It was quite good yesterday whe I went to the opening event, quite a lot ofpeople were there, and even our campaign stall has been set up beautifully, and it also seemed like the shifts were all sorted out, too. This really left me buffled- most of time, it seems nothing I would want to see personally works out except if done by myself, but this time – WOW- what a pleasant surprise! Anarchism does work !!!, yes, indeed it does, sometimes, with everybody contributing and caring, then it is unbeatable and such a brilliant entusiastic, happy and friendly movement, sometimes.

From 20th till 22nd of may an International Networking meeting to prepare for the resistance against the G8 took place in Thessaloniki, Greece. It was – and still is – an amazing break from home, and I just wished I would have travelled to Greece earlier. It is my first time here in Greece and it is fucking brilliant. It is usually very bright and sunny, so my mood is bright and happy, too. The Greek activists hold an incredible hospitality towards their guests. Now it is raining though and I am lucky enough to be stuck in an Internet Cafe when it happened.

At the moment I have mixed feelings about the whole G8 protest stuff, varying from digging myself up in my flat for the next three months to not hear, say or see anything to be tempted to jump full on into preperations, ranging from last minute “too many expectations, can’t fulfill, better not to start” examination stress like symptoms to “best just to do anything rather than nothing” to like “don’t care” to “care too much” attitude. How Weird.