As musicians continue to abandon #EdSheeran he releases his new single... 'The B Team' 'Morals crumbling like pastries, they scream'

Rory's fuming 😂 follow @gabriel_zucman youtu.be/XSGawIGbZrc?si=4gfH…

Second heatwave second edit Poem - Straw Men How many bins do we need to recycle, collected by diesel truck, processed with gas into something you suck The palatable paper that you adore that makes your nose tilt away from the floor as you look at the poor. Yes I’m speaking to you, the people with four by fours that speak of straws. How many are in a tyre? Do you think as you fire ‘Change all four squire!’ Why won’t you open your eyes and realise you’re in the battle of your lives.. Passive income is only passive for you.. Here we capture your jargon that conceals your total carbon. High interest savings that fund fossil fuels, high interest savings that guarantee a rainy day. You’re in an economic duel with physical heat, it mortars your position as you sleep, It conspires with humidity to end humanity, yes, yes, you and me. Are you ready for the heat bitten zombies? They don’t care if you wear Abercrombie Are you ready for the heat? From democracy and those that vote with their feet? Are you ready for the struggle? What’s that, is that common amongst the muggle? This is not a bear, no shoelaces will save you,....no wait maybe they will, call the Samaritans, there, solved it, sit back, chill. Are you ready for the heat, something you can ignore, something you can offshore? The earth is our race ship, your SPV better be a spaceship. Alas.. Ignore the straw men, join us, against them.. At its hardest you’ll need to take a seat. In that moment a monarch will knight your shoulder, so close you can hear its wings beat, a fleeting feeling that plants its feet. Its ethereal breeze, your soul relief from the heat.