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Wednesday, November 03, 2004

I do not tend to get involved in domestic politics, and this is about as domestic as it gets (without going a coup against Anfy, and why would I do that?), but every time I see a Free Craig Johnston (or here) banner (which, in a city with multiple big building works in the inner city, is quite frequently), I feel an overwhelming surge of rage.

Because he is not a "political prisoner". He is not a fucking victim. You know what he did? He - wearing a balaclava - led an armed, inexplicable invasion of other union heavies - also wearing balaclavas - into the workplace of the job placement agency who provided non-union contract employees. Basically, he led an armed sortie of thugs to terrorise office workers who had no idea what was going on.

Think about how you'd feel.

He is a fucking thug and he deserves every single minute of prison time he got.

And people wonder why I don't fucking like unions. Honestly.

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