tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411061461064578272012-02-17T01:53:02.194Zmusings, bitching and rants of Jet Moon: writer, performer, activist and pervert.Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-43972674304100392452011-10-07T16:02:00.001+01:002011-10-07T16:16:22.191+01:00

I do most things slowly these days, apart from falling into bed. Anyhow despite MY dealing with intense burn out the rest of the world rolls on. A few of the Epic highlights in my small world include Beograd Pride being banned by the Serbian government (again) , widespeard rioting in London, joining the LURVE squad and taking part in trying to reorganise our Queer Beograd event on class and

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-68497323373991254402011-08-01T19:51:00.001+01:002011-08-02T10:33:38.792+01:00

It's been bloody ages since I wrote anything here. Post Athens/Sanfran helter skelter...June and July were BAD health months. *presses whinge button* My health is a bit dodgy, I'm prone to a boom and bust cycle of living. When I'm 'up' I run hard, when I'm not I tend to fall over for a while and say things like 'would someone PLEASE make me a cup of tea, cos I can't move.' resting....sure can

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-72382905545419873612011-06-19T21:14:00.004+01:002011-06-20T13:04:32.467+01:00

Ok a million years later..... It's been ages since I went to Athens as part of the Queer Beograd crew, but it's taken me a while to come to ground after bouncing back into London....and all the usual struggles that go with precarious health, precarious employment and trying to pay the rent. (Please feel free to PRESS THE DONATE BUTTON on this blog!!) 'QUEER BEOGRAD BORDER FUCKERS IN ATHENS'

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-2983399667140465522011-05-16T11:50:00.001+01:002011-05-16T11:55:29.369+01:00

Counting down to the Queer Beograd trip to Athens (we travel in 3 days time) presenting the 'Border Fuckers Cabaret' and also our booktour and exhibition. For years members of the Athens crew have been coming to our 'Queer Beograd' festivals, supporting us and adding their voices to our program, now finally we go to visit them. I have to say the situation in Athens looks a little 'tense' to say

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-70838133683405773992011-05-04T22:39:00.001+01:002011-05-05T13:02:48.183+01:00

There are many kinds of activism, I'm aware of making choices about where I place my energy - having abandoned the idea that I can be in all places at once or manage be all things to all people. At some point I decided to go with the things that brought me joy, that I had special talent for and that I felt most passionate about. Activism can easily become a self sacrificing activity - I clearly

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-6000187179452356882011-04-27T23:44:00.003+01:002011-04-27T23:50:22.332+01:00

drooling on the keyboard slightly and writing from within the fog of jetlag..... SanFransisco, what to say? Via a network of weird perveness we somehow got invited to go to SanFran a while back, one of those occasions where someone makes a generous offer and you think 'well yeah! that would be lovely....but it's probably not REALLY gonna happen'. Except we DID get to fly across the Atlantic

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-21960684322608656872011-03-30T17:27:00.000+01:002011-03-30T17:27:20.468+01:00

money, yes it's one of my favourite subjects. As a staunch anti-capitalist i seem to spend a lot of hours thinking about money: where it's coming from, where it's going to, who's money it is, how i can get them to give it to me, what im willing to do for that money.....and how much safer i feel when i am holding onto some of the nice folding stuff. I'm certainly one of those people who tends to

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It's been a long time since i posted, and the discussion about class has paused - at least in this form - as i have been so busy simply trying to make the rent. It occurs to me that most of all i am cramped for the luxury of free time. In the midst of all this i have again come to know the incredible joy of sharing in self organised groups, those moments of real contact that make life more

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-44560335925258631122011-01-21T20:58:00.002Z2011-01-21T21:02:06.199Z

Im attached to defining myself as coming from a working class background. That’s not imagined but from that point on things do grow more murky, in becoming ‘ten pound Poms’ and emigrating to somewhere that gave better employment/housing and educational opportunities things changed for me. From an early age my life began to shape in significantly different ways from those in my extended family who

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-21925581474093377652011-01-18T20:36:00.001Z2011-01-18T20:40:46.784Z

Class is a topic that seems to have dropped off the agenda, well at least in certain places where I would have expected it to be visible it has. Two scenes that I move through but feel equally ambivalent about are the queer DIY scene (I rarely go there) and the ‘anarchist/activist scene – again I have been intimately aquainted but somehow let my membership lapse. In both cases when I last

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-72043944677026344472010-12-28T21:55:00.005Z2010-12-30T17:09:29.306Z

Map of my heart by ~Astazja on deviantART Did i ever mention how much i hate traveling? im sure i must have, it's the sort of thing i would go on about. Ironic perhaps for some one who tends to get around the place a fair bit. They say travel broadens the mind.... or something, personally i think a nice handwritten letter and a cup of tea would do more for my nerves. Perhaps if i had the

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-68318678005902525922010-11-21T20:46:00.004Z2010-12-30T17:10:42.475Z

it's funny the things people bitch about. currently my serbian queer collective (including me) are yelling at each other a bit and bitching over the blasted (stage two) funding application. this is a cunt of a thing where it took me six months of emailing to get a phone interview with the people who might want to give us money. we won the privilege of filling out some excruciating forms and

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-75861301546601043132010-11-16T15:03:00.001Z2010-12-30T17:11:28.223Z

My romantic relationship with money. I don’t know if it’s still a popular fantasy or who it was ever popular with… but there’s certainly the idea put about of the ‘romantic starving artist’. Back in my 20’s it wasn’t so much the done thing, in the crowd I hung out with it was more the fantasy of taking a lot of drugs and ‘live fast, die young’…many of us did. the reality of that wasn’t so

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-89449187635800162912010-11-08T12:38:00.001Z2010-12-30T17:12:26.969Z

Seems like a million years ago, I think it was the beginning of 2004 when I made this video. I had been recording with ben at the mechanarchy studios for a while and combined some of the results with snippets of video from actions and performances over the previous 4 years. Much of it shot at various ‘Reclaim the Streets’ events I was part of, that and anti-capitalist and ‘No Borders’ demos,

Jet Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03963656306733214464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241106146106457827.post-28478827660894425522010-10-24T17:48:00.001+01:002010-12-30T17:08:45.119Z

Yesterday i awoke to the sound of anarchists outside my door, whisperings, perhaps imagined of 'Margaret Thatcher is dead'. well in these times people are entitled to a little hope and i can see why after Wednesdays cuts, that people look for somewhere to place their anger. Tho im not convinced how effective dancing on Thatchers grave might prove to be as an act of rebellion. We're not in Kanzas,

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