Ready for your closeup? We'll come back to that.
Sunday was museum day in London. I nearly got a free ride; there were tickets sitting in the machine for the taking! I didn't notice them in the gift collection slot until after mine were bought and paid for, so I figured I might as well do the right thing and approach the only other people on the platform, a couple of guys who it turned out had grabbed one ticket each – an Outward and a Return – then forgotten that 2+2=4. Seldom has a good deed been more glumly executed.
Once in town I didn't clock as much museum time as planned,
A dance to the music of time
Fine detailjust an hour or so at the Wallace Collection.
Found running up the clockLast month I'd hit the Tate
and
happened to catch the tail end of Let Women Speak at the usual freeze peach* zone in the corner of Hyde Park.
Kellie-Jay Keen and security giving me the eyeI was back for
more. 
The event at the site of the Reformers' Tree nearly got swallowed by the Christmas village now under construction.
File photo of Santa throwing himself in front of what is presumably a good girl to save her from a ravenous beastGot there early and saw a small group under a tree. Fortunately one of the women was wearing a
purple, green and
white scarf, which serves as self-ID for TERFs/sane people. Under her jacket she was all bones. I didn't get a picture of her shirt, so here's a souvenir sticker instead:
Lady Voldemerch† came about a half hour late and got the ball rolling. This short clip resumes from where the previous one stopped; I haven't the techspertise to knit them together.
This next one is {almost} the whole thing – all 1.47.04 of it. Note that it's not a talkie until 2.15, and the sound doesn't get decent until about 5 minutes in.
When is it OK for a man to pretend he's a woman?
"Halloween."
Not even then.
I'm not a Nazi, but I imagine if you are a Nazi, you aren't using Nazi barbie to indicate that you're a genuine Nazi. Or issuing long statements about how abhorrent you find the whole thing. I reckon you'd be saying good things about it.
Psssst, you may have to turn subtitles on
See if you can spot me:
Somebody call security
See if you can spot securityI'd told myself not to be THAT GUY you sometimes see behind the speakers; the one you want to move out of shot because he's distracting you.
Sorry, it was a good place to stand. Unless you actually wanted to hear what they were saying.
The lady's not for turningThere were a few interruptions:
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"Trans rights are human rights!" Though it was shouted, you can barely hear it in the recording. Kellie's response is loud and clear.
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Man got in the way and started filming.
Be sure to listen to this.-
Tommy Robinson lady. "Fuck all to do with us."
Very small police presence.
Any heads to crack?Originally intending to stay for the two advertised hours then dive back into art
or whateverinstead I spent the rest of my time talking to
Fiona, who had come down from Aberdeen.
Evidence based autismShe kept me company outside the pub where some of them ended up. It was my longest conversation with a stranger in ages. The Tate will still be there next month.
. . .
Lately I've been rewatching
Mad Men. It's easy to imagine Peggy masterminding the
'You've come a long way, baby' campaign.
What goes up...Sadly I can't find that clip of her scared by a mouse in one of the episodes. Damn you YouTube!
This will have to do:
*Derogatory slang for free speech, usually used by people who don't particularly value it.
†Given the large amounts of money in the trans grift, the charge that Keen is raking it in selling t-shirts and stickers or whatever is hilarious. Every little helps to get the word out, and besides, people expect merch these days.
Don't open this link till Christmas