Accidental ANTICHRIST

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• ACCIDENTAL ANTICHRIST: Chapter 0
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The bravest among them, probably not my father, opened the hatch. There was nobody and nothing there. Relieved but spooked, and about to come up on a shamanic dose, they refastened the hatch. The growling came again. Something moving around on the roof, sniffing them out. Once more they opened the hatch to find nothing there. Three times this happened, convincing them the ritual had, quite unexpectedly, worked. They spent the rest of the night huddled together below deck, hatch secured, terrified for their souls.

They brushed off the cobwebs and sailed a little further along the Colne, mooring alongside a Tudor pub with a beer garden leading down to the bank. The old landlord carried food to their table and they got talking. Someone mentioned their experience during the night, presumably neglecting the bit about the acid crazed Black Mass. Shortly after, my mother discovered she was pregnant. At least, that is the version of events she told Jasmine, who is now my wife.

This was back in the summer of , before we got together or anyone guessed we would. My mother could never have known that her story would later be repeated to me. Whether this makes it more likely to be true, or less, is impossible to tell. She had wild honey coloured hair and honey yellow eyes. Her side of the family had a reputation as witches going back several generations. There were whispers of great aunts, great great aunts, and great great great aunts, who had been midwives, abortionists and poisoners.

No boys had been born into the family for long as anyone remembered. If there had been, they had not survived. More recently he has taken to calling himself Szandor Dashwood, and hanging out with the society Satanists of London. He must also have also been styling himself as a Satanist back in — it was in fashion back then, what with Charlie Manson, the Process Church, and the come down from the s. If I had been born a few years later they would probably have named me Damien. Thunder rolling through the darkened skies, lightning throwing everything into stark contrast.

Everybody sat with one finger resting on the glass, letters of the alphabet displayed on cut-out pieces of paper round the edge of the table. The glass began to move, gently at first, then nudged at the letters, spelling out messages of anger, spite, and malice. Everyone took their hands off the glass but it kept on moving. The glass rose in the air, hovered, then threw itself against the wall and smashed.

Everyone screamed, running out into the night as the rain poured down. Well, this Storyville documentary Accidental Anarchist: He was one of the good guys, he thought, working for the establishment to make the world a better, safer place. And he ends up in war-torn Syria, where he finds — perhaps surprisingly — a kind of paradise. Or a stable, successful democracy anyway, he believes.

Specifically, he is in Rojava, or Syrian Kurdistan, in the north, where he is not working for the British government or the UN; he is with the people who govern, and those people are the people.

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Ross likes what he sees. Because he sees anarchy.

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In its proper sense: Morte accidentale di un anarchico is a play by Italian playwright and left-wing activist Dario Fo. Considered a classic of 20th-century theater, it has been performed across the world in more than forty countries. The play is a farce based on the real-life events surrounding Italian railwayman and anarchist Giuseppe Pinelli , who fell — or was thrown — to his death from the fourth floor window of a Milan police station in Pinelli was accused of bombing a bank the Piazza Fontana bombing but was cleared of the charge.

The events of the play, however, are fictional. The play opens with Inspector Francesco Bertozzo interrogating a clever, quick-witted and mischievous fraudster, simply known as the Maniac, in Bertozzo's office on the third floor of the police headquarters in Milan. The Maniac constantly outsmarts the dim-witted Bertozzo and, when Bertozzo leaves the room, intercepts a phone call from Inspector Pissani.

Pissani reveals to the Maniac that a judge is due at the police station to investigate the interrogation and "accidental" death of the anarchist, whilst the Maniac pretends to be a colleague of Bertozzo's and telling Pissani that Bertozzo is "blowing a raspberry" at him. The Maniac decides to impersonate the judge, Marco Malipiero, an opportunity he's been waiting awhile for, and to humiliate the policemen responsible for the "accidental" death.

After Bertozzo reenters his office, the Maniac is forced out of the office, taking Bertozzo's coat and hat to use in his disguise.

Bertozzo chases him, running into Pissani, who punches him in retaliation for "blowing a raspberry" at him. The Maniac, now impersonating Malipiero, finds Pissani and his lackey, the Constable, in the room where the anarchist was during his interrogation.

Telling them that he is Malipiero, the Maniac asks for the Superintendent, who was involved with the interrogation with Pissani and the Constable. The Maniac orders the three policemen to re-enact the events of the interrogation; in turn fabricating many of the events, such as changing beating the anarchist to making jokes with him, incorporating new lines into the transcript and even breaking out in song.

When the investigation reaches the matter of the fall, the Constable reveals he grabbed the anarchist's shoe, in an attempt to stop him from falling. However, the Maniac notes that witnesses reported that the anarchist had both shoes on. When Pissani surmises that the anarchist was wearing a galosh , the Superintendent breaks into a rage, making Pissani accidentally reveal that the Superintendent pushed the anarchist out of the window. The two policemen then realise that the Maniac was listening. The phone in the office suddenly rings, which Pissani answers.

He tells them that it is a journalist called Maria Feletti, who the Superintendent agreed to meet to clear rumors about the interrogation, wanting to come up to the office.

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As the presence of Judge Malipiero would endanger them, the policemen tell the Maniac to leave for the time being. Instead, the Maniac intends to disguise himself as a forensic expert from Rome , Captain Piccini.

The Maniac leaves the office.