I recall a point in my youth when I took to the streets of London in celebration of May Day. Once the day had started to settle and the Trots entered the pubs, the anarchists started to congregate in the middle of Trafalgar Square.

One very young boy mounted a statue in the square and a police officer walked over to him to tell him to get down for his own safety. The boy replied: “I’m an anarchist, under which law exactly should I get down”? Another anarchist shouted up to him: “the law of you might fall and break your bloody back”. The boy soon got down. Continue reading →