Dear Theresa May

Dear Theresa May,

Forgive me for writing this letter, as it’s very unusual for me to write a letter to a prominent politician, but there are several points that need to be raised about the policies of your frankly illegal government. I am going to attempt to keep this under 2000 words, as per the word count rule of my blog, but I make no guarantee as to whether this attempt will be successful or otherwise.

Firstly, the inquiry into the corporate manslaughter of well over 100 people in the Grenfell Tower Disaster must be kept independent of partisan or governmental interference, lest the critical points of the inquiry be whitewashed, or fail to be raised. This, make no mistake, was a result of seven years of putting this country’s economy into a death-like stranglehold. Anyone who knows a bit about economics knows you have to invest to see the best results of an economy. So, by outsourcing the re-cladding of that tower block to a company, who thus decided to save £2 per panel which caused the fire to spread up the building like smoke up a chimney, your party was indirectly responsible for so many deaths.

Secondly, Brexit. I suspect that by now, you are sick and tired of hearing this word. Whilst it must be said that you inherited a poisoned chalice from your predecessor, you have handled the situation with miser-like malice and misunderstood the whole point of why the damned referendum was held in the first place. The point was that whilst millions of people (myself included) grew sick of the EU dictating what we could and couldn’t do from Brussels, we didn’t expect such an undignified manner of handling from the people we voted to represent us.

Thirdly, I would like to talk about spending and the economy. I understand what caused the global recession in 2008, and path Gordon Brown had to take to save this country’s economy, but I would like to show you this little graph-


As you can see, government spending was far higher during the years of Margaret Thatcher in power than it ever was under Tony Blair and the thirteen years of Labour government. It thus follows that it is completely irrational to cap a pay rise to firefighters this year, whilst your party have tripled national debt and yet spend miniscule amounts of money on public services, such as the National Health Service, which you strangle of any funding you can. Indeed, the only thing your party has spent money on recently is the £1.5 Billion you’ve taken from taxpayers’ money in order to financially prop up your clearly illegal government.

It might also interest you to know, Ms May, that whilst your predecessor was in power, your party’s attempts at class-based genocide by cutting the welfare given to the disabled killed over 20,000 people. We now have reached the point in which the following is true:

  • 1 in 5 children in the UK live below the poverty line.
  • We have the largest amount of temporary jobs in Europe.
  • We have the largest amount of low-paid work in the developed world.
  • We are more reliant on foreign-trained doctors than anywhere else in Western Europe.


Any sane person within power would now do one of the following. Either call a general election, or resign. Neither you, your party nor your government is wanted to continue murdering our country and our economy.


Davey John Seamus Ryuzaki


Time for men to talk.

Let’s admit it, fellow men. We’re not exactly great talkers, are we? I mean, we are at football, chatting about the people we like in the bar, and how work gets us down, but when it comes to talking about our feelings, well, we don’t do so well at that, now do we?

In the spirit of International Men’s Health Week, it’s time I broke this convention and showed you all why:

  • Suicide is the biggest killer of men under 45 in the United Kingdom. 76% of suicides in the UK are not only male, but men under 45. Just let that sink in.
  • Men are four times more likely to kill themselves, six times more likely to self-harm themselves, and nine times more likely to let their mental health issues get the better of them.

It’s time this changed. To do this, we have to look at the cause- it’s not just that men get more embarrassed or that men just don’t go to the doctors out of a sense of pride, it’s that we genuinely don’t have a space to talk through how we feel.

What we need, (this part is primarily aimed at women) is listeners. We don’t need to be told what makes a “real man” or what is more masculine or feminine to you. We don’t need to be constantly bombarded with how women feel and then when we want to talk, get silenced with laughter and the repeated use of the term “male privilege”. We need a family courts system where the scales are radically redressed, so that neither the father nor the mother has an advantage because of gender. But far more than that, we need people to Listen.

Do you remember listening? What that’s like? You know, waiting patiently for your turn to speak, quietly taking on board the salient points of speech and responding to them? For men, this is probably the biggest help imaginable for us in regards to helping us when our mental health isn’t so brilliant. We need people to listen and respond and care. Actually care, not just pretend you do and then carry on. When a man suggests some form of suicide, take him seriously. Otherwise, let’s carry on attending more funerals for male suicide victims.

We don’t need to and certainly shouldn’t have to belt up, keep quiet or “man up” anymore. #DontFilterFeelings



10 Things I have learned over the last 6 months

Crikey, the first half of 2017 has been a real rollercoaster. Moving house, falsely accused and then absolved, extreme sports, getting accepted to college, finally getting some help with my mental health, and a failed relationship, and that’s just my personal life.

Brexit was finally triggered in February, Trump pulls the US out of climate negotiations, housing benefit was cut in the UK for people under 22, there’s been plenty of things in the news that have made a lot of people sad, so here are some positive things I’ve learned:

  1. Whilst not everyone agrees with you, you can still have amazing friends who may not be on the same page.
    Despite my Asperger’s Syndrome meaning that my brain works by logic mainly, I’m throwing my political weight behind the Labour Party for the June 8th General Election. This isn’t exactly what one of my best friends thinks is a smart move. His name is Joey, and although he’s from Ulverston in the Lake District (basically all of Cumbria and a bit of Lancashire), he’s voting for the Conservatives. Whilst I may not approve, we’ve had plenty of fun times playing and fixing old video games consoles.
  2. The biggest enemy of happiness and ultimately, recovery, is worry.
    When I worry, the niggles in the back of my mind, ranging from when I next get paid to the downright ridiculous, such as heavy rain in Lancaster making me charge everything electronic and portable. These niggles over the last few months have made me rather ill and caused a few big changes in my life. I’m back to not touching Alcohol, and I’m quite happy about that. The one thing I’ve learned is that worrying leads me to stupidity.
  3. Sharing resources, such as food or wealth when possible, is better than being selfish.
    Anyone who knew me before 2017 will quite happily tell you that I share nearly everything, except food or my first cigarette. In 2017, I’ve cut my smoking habit down to the point where it is now very nearly non-existent. I also get to know my housemates and new friends using the medium of food, which is often cooked and funded by me.
  4. Don’t stick in unhappy relationships.
    Another close friend, who wishes not to have her name used, recently escaped a relationship that was to be frank, toxic. I’m going to use a pseudonym for her to help explain. Sally was constantly being the perfect housewife, cooking and cleaning for her girlfriend, and being manipulated whilst doing it, as her missus was nearly always under the influence. She’s left the girlfriend now, moved away, and is living a much better life somewhere else. She’s much happier, and personally, it’s like Sally has finally come back to life. She was missed.
  5. Being impulsive is not a bad thing, what you do with it is what matters.
    I have Asperger’s, an Autistic Spectrum Disorder. One of the things that this does is make me far more likely to be impulsive. To help combat my addictions, I’ve changed the way I respond. When an impulsive gnat in my brain starts to bite, I’ve decided to change the way I do things. I’ve swapped pints of beer with blogging, cleaning and running. Whatever I can to get the same adrenaline buzz, but without setting off the runaway train that tells me to drink.
  6. Don’t fight fire with fire.
    I’ve been accused by the police of doing something horrific and put on bail, but last month, was released without charge, as there was empirically not a shred of evidence. I had to move as a result of this, my mental health took a swan dive, and I’m attending weekly counselling sessions. What I learned was that despite my fury at this move, there was nothing I could have done during my time answering police bail apart from just wait. There was no point in being angry, as you can’t exactly go and pick a fight with the police for doing their job. There was no point in letting my anger control me.
  7. You don’t need antidepressants alone to fight depression.
    I’ve not had the best of mental health recently, as I explain in point six, but because of this, the doctors have had me on antidepressants to stop me doing something daft. However, they can dose you up enough to make you as dopey as a Labrador, but without your own effort, it’s useless taking them, no matter the dosages or strength of the pills. I used exercise and making conscious efforts to see things I found beautiful in order to beat my depression. Admittedly, isn’t worked all the time, but in the immortal words of Meatloaf, two out of three ain’t bad.
  8. Life is about learning and doing, as opposed to where you end up.
    In December 2016, I was looking at doing a social work related degree to get back to university and fulfil a promise I made to one of the biggest role models in my life on his deathbed. Now in June 2017, I’m looking at getting more Level 3 qualifications before going back to university, and doing a film production course at Kendal College in the UK in September. I’m really looking forwards to it, too. What this has taught me is that whilst getting the endgame is still the same, what matters more in life is how I do it. There’s no point in going back to my studies if I’m just going to flunk everything again.
  9. You are going to make mistakes, learn from them.
    I’ve made a few mistakes in my life- from pushing those closest to me away, to fudging up everything in my life and ending up homeless. Even now, although I live somewhere better, and am quite happily in a loving relationship, I make mistakes. Be it financial miscalculations or silly nights out that have proved unnecessary, I have made the mistakes. I’ve also learned to try to budget better, and avoid getting into conversations that lead to nights out. The only nights that are late for me these days involves musicals, movies or popcorn.
  10. Make time for yourself
    We’re all guilty of ignoring ourselves for a while, but what matters mostly is taking time to stop and think. Rash decisions often lead to bad consequences, and I’ve learned to be far more careful. Whether that’s shopping around for cheaper food or making sure certain people get higher priority than others (they know who they are), taking time out to make sure I’m doing the right thing is having a much better impact on my life.

What have you learned this year? Comment on my Facebook post, or just on here, as I’d love to hear from you.



Let’s talk about Naming and Shaming via social media.

Personally, I never really do this to people who aren’t already thrust into the public spotlight. I have been noted to call out people who are already known if they have committed what I perceive to be wrong, (hence the Jack Buckby Open Letter, and the multiple thousands of times people shared it on social media). It’s my belief that to “name and shame” someone on social media without so much as a shred of evidence is completely and utterly wrong. Only after the police put it on Social media or it appears in the news will I ever do something about it. The reason is simple- It’s all getting a bit Lord Of The Flies with a friend of mine.

The friend in question is a very vulnerable teenager who has found themselves homeless and is now in emergency accommodation. His former girlfriend and the mother to his child is severely disabled, and is struggling with the Facebook post that has had hundreds of shares already.

I want to talk less about my friend though, and more to do with the mass phenomenon that seems to be happening on social media.

I first noticed this phenomenon in the national newspapers, during the early 2000s in the aftermath of the terrorist attack on London. Several people’s names and addresses were published by the tabloids and it sparked vigilante attacks on innocent people throughout Britain. In the aftermath of Operation Yewtree, far too many people falsely accused of horrific offences had their names and homes listed, and fortunately, nobody has been hurt as far as I’m aware, other than the obvious destruction of self-esteem, mental health and reputation.

Then came Stinson Hunter. I have to admit, because Mr. Hunter operated within legal parameters and brought many paedophiles to justice, I’m a fan of his work. He genuinely does make a difference and has caught some very high profile people in the act. I also understand that his work derives from a perceived lack of effect from the Child Exploitation and Protection Unit (CEOP) of the police. The thing is, despite the almost daily reports of young and vulnerable people being exploited and worse, we have to understand that this is success. These are stories of the worst of humanity being locked away, keeping our children safe. There will always be vigilantes, so long as police exist. So why do we sometimes feel the need to join them?

Well, partially due to a collective sense of outrage and fear, fuelled by right-wing tabloids that dominate our newsstands and shops, and partially due to collective and social outlook. We all look out for the kids on our streets and our neighbourhoods. If we didn’t, we’d be partially responsible if any violence occurred. A simple glance through history would tell you that.

So, what do you do when you end up in my situation? Well, as part-blogger, part-journalist, I do my research, but for now, I’m ignoring it.



Why I’m Voting….

There we go- you all clicked on my link. But, not being Buzzfeed or GiveMeSport has responsibilities attached, so I’ll let you know who I’m voting for, firstly from a local perspective, and then from a national perspective.

I’m voting Labour. There, I said it.

I’m voting for Cat Smith for various reasons. Firstly, she lives in Lancaster, and I think it’s very important to live in the heart of your constituency. It allows you to understand the people you want to vote for you. Secondly, she’s consistently voted for and against the same things I campaign for and against. These include a halt to cutting the infrastructure on this country’s welfare system, higher taxes on intoxicants and massive corporations in this country, less taxing of smaller companies in the UK, and stricter laws regarding landlords and their treatment of tenants.

I’m voting for the Labour party for several reasons, but first, let me deal with the criticisms I often cite of them. I don’t like Diane Abbot. I really don’t like Diane Abbot. There are others within Jeremy Corbyn’s close circle I’m not fond of. However, when voting, you’re supposed to place policies and plans above the people that champion them. Also, thanks to the brilliant people at Ipsos Mori, the policies Corbyn and the Labour Party Manifesto actually make a profit, without discriminating against the fringes and the poorest of our society. So economically, I’m not too worried.

I’m voting Labour because I’m not okay with a government that continues to endorse manipulative zero-hour contracts and then classes them as “employed” to score political points. I’m not okay with a government that will make people with dementia have to pay for their treatment posthumously. I’m not okay with a Prime Minister who’s repeated use of the mantra “strong and stable” is starting to sound Dalek-like. I’m not okay with a government who cuts housing benefit to 18-22 year olds, who are the people most likely to need it. I’m not okay with a brexit so hard you can land a plane on it.

There. I’ve said it. Vote Labour.

Let’s talk about… the UK Wrestling scene

For the frequent readers of my blog, by now, you’ve probably guessed that I’m quite the big pro-wrestling fan by now. What you might not know, however, is that WWE isn’t the only promotional brand of professional wrestling that I watch. And with the WWE successfully pulling off the fantastic “UK Championship”, which is available on the WWE Network for an undisclosed price, it’s time we talked about wrestling in the UK.

Wrestling in the UK has been around for a very long time, and some of the best wrestlers in the world come from the UK: Davey Boy Smith (a.k.a. The British Bulldog), William Regal, Wade Barrett, Big Damo and local hero Joe Hendry come from these damp and distant shores. The same is true over history as well: Dave Taylor, Giant Haystacks, Fit Finlay, Layla, Dynamite Kid and Les Kellett all were born and raised here.

The UK’s wrestling style is very different from the main style we see on TV these days: the WWE showcase a style developed by Toots Mondt called “Slam Bang Western-Style”. This style puts more emphasis on the “razzle dazzle” aspects of wrestling, such as gimmicks, suplexes and athletic showmanship. The style of wrestling developed in Blighty, however, is far more technical and agile. It’s no surprise to me that the more technically-sound wrestlers learned their trade over here. From Finn Balor to Seth Rollins, we see this develop all the time. It’s also no surprise to me that Chris Benoit, who was one of the most gifted technical wrestlers of the Attitude Era, was tutored and mentored under UK wrestler, William Regal.

And here’s where both the internet snarks like myself and wrestling fans start seeing problems. Can Triple H and Vince McMahon get the wrestlers to adapt a somewhat softer style for the WWE Network?