G20 (black) BLOC PARTY


Well here we go…… Geetwenty fever is well and truly setting in… more and more police are visible around Brisbane city and South Brisbane where the G20 super summer summit will take place.

When we take to the streets on Saturday for the People’s March in the hot hot Brisbane sun the crowd control device of choice would have to be water cannons but the next best thing would have to be the LRAD (rad!) sound systems which the Queensland police are in possession of.

Since we all don’t want to be part of any revolution which doesn’t involved dancing, the ‘free speech zone‘ on Saturday during the march should be lots of fun as long as the po po remember to bring the beats (and blops).

As the march crosses the Kurilpa bridge, everything going as planned, underneath us on the river should be paper boats set sail by the Refugee Action Collective Queensland.

I caught up with Scotia Monkivitch at a boat building workshop on Sunday to find out about Walking Borders a series of actions which are going to culminate with the flotilla of paper boats planned to meet the People’s March.

Don’t want to go to the People’s March try the refugee FLASH MOB.

First of all on the show though The Stimulator gives us a run down on 2 major struggles which are currently happening around the globe. We play the first half of the latest It’s the End of the World as we Know if and I feel FINE!.




We also talk to Brisbane Community Action Network spokesperson Robin Taubenfeld about the People’s Summit which starts tomorrow. You can download the program here.


Mexico Protests



This program is dedicated to the memory and work of Michael C Ruppert, whistler blower, investigative journalist and author.

Murray Carew and I were both disappointed to hear that Michael had passed away and having been influenced and informed by him wanted very much to contribute to this show.



During this show as well as hearing us speak you’ll hear clips from Michael’s radio show The Lifeboat Hour and the documentary film about him Collapse.

We play one caller from the tribute show which Lifeboat Hour co host Carolyn Baker hosted the Sunday following his death.

Murray reads out the poem which he emailed to Carolyn and others’ before he took his own life.

Apocalypse, Man
Apocalypse, Man


Ani DiFranco – Self Evident

Resident Anti-Hero – Your Planet is at War

Miriums Well – Big House

Insurge – Political Prisoners


Ruppert and his dog




I put together a show of just music and my friend helped me to burn it onto cds to give out to people.

The music is independent, politically hard hitting  and from all over the world so I’ve uploaded it as a show to Radio4all.



1.  Catch 22  –   Robbie Gore  – Townsville

2.  Ride the Fence  –  The Coup  – Oakland/California

3.  5 million ways to kill a CEO –  The Coup  – Oakland

4.  CIA Hypo-Programmed Robot Assassin  –  ELF  –  Canberra

5.  Bruno Wilson – Intervention InvasionRed Sand Culture (Volume 1) NT

6.  Boys from the Bush  – Joseph Shannon & Messiah Long – Boys from tha Bush – Red Sand Culture (Vol 1) NT

7.  Wiya Angela PamelaSuper Raelene Bros – Alice Springs

8.  The Block  –  Jesse and the Clevo Street Boys – Redfern/Sydney

9.  United We Struggle  –  United Struggle Project  –  Kenya  

10.  Life is a War  –  United Struggle Project  –  Kenya

11.  Quest  –  Combat Wombat  –  Melbourne

12.  Come Rescue Me  –  Resident Anti-Hero  –     Portland/Oregon

13.  People Never Heard  –  Drowning Dog and Malatesta  –    Milano/Italy

14.  Asylum is a Crime  –  Pataphysics  – Melbourne

15.  Plan It  –  Non-Bossy-Posse  –  Sydney

16.  Anti-Capitalist Anthem  –  Sole  –  Portland, Maine

17.  Thief  –  Looptroop  –   Sweden


Yep there we go I did it…. making cheap sexual references to make the show more popular….  really this show has not much to do with sex but is all about G. G in the Anarchist/Activist Dictionary.

G is for Gentrification, Global Warming, Greenwashing (Tasmania’s Forests) and Gender.



Today I would like to suggest you spend some time outside… to connect or maybe reconnect with nature.

Many studies have shown sigificant health benefits from exposure to nature…. a reduction in stress, anxiety and depression and an  increase in energy, fitness, immune functioning and vitamin D intake.

You don’t need to go on a major journey to experience the benefits of nature… Living in inner city Brisbane I have learnt to appreciate the wildlife around me birds, possums, bats, frogs, ants, bugs, grashoppers, trees, shrubs, vines, and grass.

Especially good areas for finding wild nature are abandoned houses and buldings or building sites…. take a walk around yuor neighbourhood and see what you can find.

You can bring nature into yr house too… house plants improve air quality by up to 90%, you could even grow herbs in sunny areas and window sills.

Anyway moving on to what’s on today’s show … we’re going to be looking a G in the Anarchist Alphabet and speaking with Stil Wild Still Threatened’s Miranda Gibson about the Tasmanian Forrest Agreements Bill which includes a clause which holds areas of forest up as ransom as a way of silencing dissent.

The fight to save Tasmania’s rainforests has been on going for years… these forests are magnificant … massive trees stand in these forests trees which are hundreds and also thousands of years old…. unique and threatened wildlife is also found in these forests including Tasmanian Devils, Spotted Quolls and Tasmanian White Goshawks.

These natural wonders don’t mean much to the forestry industry though… to them the forests mean money and really old trees are really big and worth lots of money once harvested.

In late April a big announcement was made of the signing of the Tasmania Forest agreement Bill… The Wilderness Society, Australian Conservation Foundation and Environment Tasmania were the environmental groups who signed the deal.

As is often the case these days these groups have made a deal they call it a comprise which grassroots environment groups like Still Wild Still Threatened say does not provide long term protection for the forests

The most concerning part of the Bill though is a ‘durability’ clause which means if there are any  “substantial” forest protest against ongoing logging between now and October next year areas of forest which were going to be protected will be opened up to logging.

To find out more about the Forest Deal Wave and I spoke to Still Wild Still Threatened‘s Miranda Gibson ….


Bedding Music – Unisonic Ascension

Steve B.I.K.O – Worlds on Fire

Ryan Harvey – Gentrification

The Living End – All Torn Down

Bobby “Boris” Pickett – Climate Mash

Expose Exxon Campaign – Toast the Earth

Remember Me Feral – Resistance

Zach De La Rouda – Rewild or Die

Resident Anti-Hero – Come Rescue Me

Jandy Rainbow – G it Never Ends

Cut the Power: Back to the Future

Angry Sandy

With Hurricane Sandy having caused destruction in the US and surrounds comes a big reminder that we the human race can’t control the planet.

Try as we might we are at the mercy of natural systems just as any other animal.

This thought had me celebrating the potential for disruptions to World Economic Systems with Wall Street under threat.

Mother nature showing the Occupy movement just how easy it is to shut down Wall Street (thanks to Danny Showalter for that one).

A friend reminded me that vital medical services require power to so I shouldn’t be so excited at massive power outages.

But harsh as it is and all for those whose loved ones rely on these services it’s another reminder of our place as just another life form on this rock as it hurdles through space.

Although I would think that hospitals have better power back up supplies than Wall Street… Although you never know there days.

So it was then that these thoughts attracted me to the Resident Anti-Hero   song Cut the Power.

I can’t relisten to it right now to tell you the words because I’m out in the sticks with a 18.74KB/S internet connection.

Which is ok because I can listen to the owl, frogs and crickets calling outside … if I was more in tune to nature I might find that they’re telling me much the same thing as the lyrics in the song.

The sentiment of the article below is very similar, power outages mean people become more human and do things like talk to each other, to strangers who in fact might live just next door or across the hallway.

Mars in 2003
Mars in 2003

The Tribes of New York: Back to the future?

“I don’t know how to save the world. I don’t have the answers or The Answer. I hold no secret knowledge as to how to fix the mistakes of generations past and present. I only know that without compassion and respect for all of Earth’s inhabitants, none of us will survive — nor will we deserve to.”

Leonard Peltier

As the effects of Hurricane Sandy left much of lower Manhattan (and elsewhere) in the dark, I couldn’t help but recall the events — and lessons — of Aug. 14, 2003: the day/night of the Eastern seaboard’s most recent major blackout.

When the blackout of ’03 dimmed the mighty skyline, I could suddenly see stars… zillions of them blinking at me from beyond the unlit skyscrapers. Traffic lights were out of commission, but to the southeast, Mars provided the only red light we really needed.

By coincidence, our crimson neighbor was closer to Earth than ever before and the power outage gave us Easterners an excellent view of Mars’s southern hemisphere from a mere 34.6 million miles away.

Still, even with the stars twinkling above and little green Martians close enough to reach out and shake my hand, it was when I returned my gaze back down to the streets that I truly couldn’t believe my eyes. That clammy evening, one could witness a sight even more uncommon than any celestial spectacle.

Across the darkened city, Big Apple denizens stopped hustling. They sat still and talked to each other. No computers, no televisions, practically no telephones… just face-to-face communication (even if it was too dark at times to actually see faces).

Lights out…

Huddled around flickering candles and eating food before it could spoil, longtime Astoria neighbors introduced themselves, discovering similarities and answering the question of the day: “Where were you when the lights went out?”

This unforeseen solidarity was accomplished without the assistance of e-mails, texts, or tweets. Money didn’t change hands, no cell phone radiation was emitted, no air was conditioned. Under a sky full of stars and a visiting red space-mate, it was possible to encounter the sort of life we may have evolved to live back in the “caveman” days.

Our modern caves, the subterranean tunnels of transportation known as “the subway,” were empty but the concrete jungle above them might as well have been the Savannah. The tribes of Astoria sat around fires — sharing food and communal stories. Some even beat on drums.

In times like this, it’s easier to appreciate that we each possess a physiology that evolved to negotiate the Stone Age. Here lies the rub: we live in the Space Age. We are urban cavemen… overmatched in our daily crusade to navigate an artificial reality because we’ve lost contact with our primal instincts.

For one thing, we likely didn’t evolve to be surrounded by this many people. Thus, in our futile search for a manageable tribe, we preserve our attention for a handful of fellow humans. What’s vexing is how to deal with the millions not in our tribe… but still in our face. Subsequently, we inventive mortals have cultivated the ability to hastily disregard non-tribe members.

“In the busy streets, you develop human traffic skills of amazing dexterity,” writes zoologist Desmond Morris. “In crowded buses, trains, and elevators, you acquire a blank stare. You have eyes only for those you know. This enables you to enjoy the varied delights of the big city while mentally re-creating a personal tribe existence.”

But what happens when those streets aren’t busy… like, say, during the worst blackout in U.S. history? We may have eyes only for those we know, but what about when it’s too shadowy to tell the difference?

With our vision impaired enough to create the illusion of intimacy and our vaunted technology no longer at our overworked fingertips, we are gifted with a taste of a potentially different culture. Sure, things returned to “normal” when power was restored, but the experience left some of us wondering just what “normal” means.

The last time Mars got as close to Earth as it was in 2003 was some 60,000 years ago… an age when stars were easy to find and one could cause a blackout simply by dousing the fire.

The extraterrestrial lady in red will once again be 34,646,418.5 miles away in a mere 284 years. I wonder what kind of earthly culture will be there to greet her.


Mickey Z. is the author of 11 books, most recently the novel Darker Shade of Green. Until the laws are changed or the power runs out, he can be found on an obscure website called Facebook.

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Interview from The Observer Tree About Failure of Forest Talks

Former Brisbane resident and 4ZZZ announcer Miranda Gibson has been living in a tree sit in Tasmania’s forest for almost 12 months.

As part of the Still Wild Still Threatened campaign to save Tasmania’s forest Miranda’s base is a platform situated 60m above the ground in an old-growth Eucalyptus tree.

From The Observer Tree Miranda writes a daily blog about life in a tree sit, commentary on the state of the forest negotiations and updates on flora and fauna monitoring.

Today her commentary on the forest negotiations is tinged with disbelief and disappointment as the news of the collapse of the agreements sinks in.

Things were beginning to look more hopeful for Tasmania’s old growth forests when in October 2010 environmental NGO’s, industry groups and Unions signed a statement of principles which appeared to pave the way for comprehensive forest protection and a restructuring of the logging industry.

Late last week though came the news that the talk had collapsed. Autonomous Action Radio spoke with Miranda today about what the talks had entailed and how people can act to help save these ancient pristine forests of Tasmania.