On Tuesday evening, going to the gym, I noticed numerous police officers in front of the Southwark Council Hall. Someone had dumped rubble in front of the access. adorning them with signs: "Southwark Council: smashing our homes", "Fuck your regeneration!" In that moment I thought: "The sheep look up!" A group of protester have taken action against the regeneration programme of Aylesbury Estate, where council houses had been left empty and to get in ruin and now are going to be demolished. Luxurious estates and massive shopping centres will get their place. Cross Rail is almost ready: benefit people and common workers deportation is about to happen.
Yes, the sheep look up...
| The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed, | 125 |
| But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, | |
| Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: | |
| Besides what the grim Woolf with privy paw | |
| Daily devours apace, and nothing sed, Lycidas, John Milton (1608-1674) |
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