One No, Many Yeses: A Journey to the Heart of the Global Resistance Movement

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Access to hundreds of puzzles, right on your Android device, so play or review your crosswords when you want, wherever you want! He left the Ecologist in 2001 to write his first book One No, Many Yeses, a political travelogue which explored the growing anti-capitalist movement around the world. The book was published in 2003 by Simon and Schuster, in six languages across 13 countries. As many readers will know, the “long defeat” is a phrase famously coined by J.R.R Tolkien: “Actually I am a Christian, and indeed a Roman Catholic, so that I do not expect ‘history’ to be anything but a ‘long defeat’ – though it contains (and in a legend may contain more clearly and movingly) some samples or glimpses of final victory.” “195 From A Letter to Amy Ronald 15 December 1956,” The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien, A Selection Edited by Humphrey Carpenter, ed. Humphrey Carpenter and Christopher Tolkien (London: George Allen & Unwin), accessed April 26 2022, https://time.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/the_letters_of_j.rrtolkien.pdf. ↑ Lazily compliant, I am triple jabbed but have no strong opinions on this topic, nor does Paul Kingsnorth strike me as particularly extreme. Akin to tennis great Novak Djokovic he seems to want to uphold his personal bodily autonomy without being shunned or restricted. Both reject the pejorative of “anti-vaxxer.” Who is he? We don’t know. What we do know is that this symbolic melding of Man and Nature is very ancient indeed. Some have speculated that he is the remnant of some ancient fertility cult, others that he is a devil or a god. Some believe he is a Christian symbol; others claim him for the druids, the Anglo-Saxons, the builders of the megaliths.Paul Kingsnorth is the author of One No, Many Yeses (Free Press, 2003) and the highly-acclaimed Real England (Portobello, 2008). Both were political travelogues which explore the impact of globalisation on local traditions and cultures, the first worldwide and the second in Paul’s home country. And yet Buccmaster is, frankly, an odious figure. He is overbearing and abusive, and his arc is one of increasingly delusional self-aggrandisement. Visions of Weland the Smith, a figure of Old Germanic legend, drive Buccmaster to believe, Elijah-like, that he is the only true-born Englishman left, destined for the throne. When his men refuse to brutally execute a captured bishop, his exceptionalism peaks: “well here it was here now was the weacness and the smallness of angland. These men is standan locan at me their cyng their great ealdor.” [6] This arrogance is what pushes Buccmaster into such radical recalcitrance. Yet the novel hints that Buccmaster’s national identity is a deceptively woven fabrication. For all his English pride, he disdains all parts of England but his own. His proud status as a socman (a farmer answerable only to the king, not the local thegn) was something which only applied to Eastern counties which had been under the Danelaw: “free men we was in the fenns free on our land free men we is still naht will mof us not the frenc.” [7] He says he fights for England, but the reader wonders: is he simply fighting for his England? After travelling through Mexico, West Papua, Genoa in Italy, and Brazil, Kingsnorth wrote his first book in 2003, One No, Many Yeses. The book explored how globalisation played a role in destroying historic cultures around the world. [1] The book was not successful on initial printing, in part because it came in the first week of the Iraq war. [2] It was published in 6 languages in 13 countries. [ citation needed] I saw it all finally crushed all the people flattened the glory of the end of it all. Skyscrapers falling oceans overcoming the defences the silence descending [11]

Writer Paul Kingsnorth was baptized in the Romanian Orthodox Church". Orthodox Times . Retrieved 15 February 2021. From the east I came, to this high place, to be broken, to be torn apart, beaten, cut into pieces. I came here to measure myself against the great emptiness… To be open, to be in fear, to be aching with nothingness, to be lonely as the cold subsoil in winter, lonely as the last whale in the ocean, singing in bewilderment and no other to answer for all of time. This darkness. This is the only life. [17] Perhaps Buccmaster’s downfall was his own crisis of bigness, attempting to reverse the impossible. Edward’s war is more human; and, rather than the warrior, Edward is the hermit, the desert ascetic, the holy fool — a breed long extinct in modernity. “The hermits and the saints would arm themselves for battle and they would head out into the wild to meet the foe, and anything of themselves that they need to strip away, they would do it to ensure victory. No one believes that stuff any more.” [15] Kingsnorth writes and speaks often of ascetics such as the desert fathers, likening them to the martyrs. [16] Whilst they seem extremely isolated figures, their isolation is in fact how they serve the community. Though not seen often, when the town glimpses the desert hermit in his rags, it can’t help but question itself. Edward looks for whatever man is beneath the facile crust of modernity. His search is catalysed when he encounters a small country church and a huge, mysterious beast seen out of the corner of his eye. The juxtaposition of beast and church suggest that whatever Edward seeks, the dangerous mystery at the heart of things, unites the natural and the divine. But, like Buccmaster, Edward unravels. After a blow to the head, and a long time searching the moors, he turns feral. Kingsnorth again plays with language, as punctuation progressively drops out of Edward’s narration and his language regresses into something reminiscent of The Wake’s shadow-tongue.urn:lcp:onenomanyyesesjo0000king_e1m0:epub:413c8b76-9a8a-4ec8-b49a-9d5496c35e60 Foldoutcount 0 Identifier onenomanyyesesjo0000king_e1m0 Identifier-ark ark:/13960/t1qg8t61j Invoice 1652 Isbn 0743220277

He is the Green Man, and his face can be seen carved into churches all over England, in a thousand variants. At his most basic he is a human face surrounded by woodland foliage. In his more pagan, florid, guise his mouth, eyes and nose sprout leaves, shoots and branches. Sometimes he is sinister. Sometimes he is comical or beguiling. An interesting relatively un-spun read that takes the reader behind the smokescreen & media portrayal of the coalescent global political resistance dissident movement. There's also some rather glaring omissions on the topics covered. For example, the book is about a global network of active resistance to state oppression and persecution yet there is no mention whatsoever of the burgeoning international BDS (Boycott, Diversity, Sanctions) movement which promotes boycotting Israel for it's barbaric treatment of Palestinians; a movement which is vividly active in Europe, South Africa and beyond yet isn't deemed worthy of mention in Kingsnorth's book. Whether it's omission is down to the big villain of the piece being a contentious state and not 'The global capitalist machine' or down to the author's own undisclosed personal political inclinations is not clear. In each novel, the respective apocalypses are unavoidable. There is no cavalry, no blowing up the asteroid. The protagonists (we won’t call them heroes) arrive like the Watchmen, hearing Ozymandias telling them he did it thirty-five minutes ago. One of the trilogy’s key spiritual ties, then, is how one lives with the inevitable. In an age of dystopian obsession and seemingly intractable existential threats to historic forms of human existence (or human existence at all), Kingsorth’s novels have much to teach us about the different ways human beings act when the stars fall from heaven.Reminded me of John Reed’s classic reportage from the Russian and Mexican revolutions a century ago. I simply don’t get on with historical novels written in contemporary language. The way we speak is specific to our time and place. Our assumptions, our politics, our worldview, our attitudes – are all implicit in our words, and what we do with them . . . This novel is written in a tongue which no one has ever spoken, but which is intended to project a ghost image of the speech patterns of a long-dead land: a place at once alien and familiar. Another world, the foundation of our own’ But what exactly is it? Who is involved, what do they want, and how do they aim to get it? To find out, Paul Kingsnorth travelled across four continents to visit some of the epicentres of the movement. In the process, he was tear-gassed on the streets of Genoa, painted anti-WTO puppets in Johannesburg, met a tribal guerrilla with supernatural powers, took a hot bath in Arizona with a pie-throwing anarchist and infiltrated the world's biggest gold mine in New Guinea. In 2004, he was one of the founders of the Free West Papua Campaign, [6] which campaigns for the secession of the provinces of Papua and West Papua from Indonesia, where Kingsnorth was made an honorary member of the Lani tribe in 2001. [7] Access-restricted-item true Addeddate 2021-02-04 21:11:02 Boxid IA40055724 Camera Sony Alpha-A6300 (Control) Collection_set printdisabled External-identifier



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