evironmental porn

Nice title don't you think...it's the first thing that sprang to mind as did using my porno name ( remember the name of your first pet followed by your mothers maiden name and hey presto you have a colourful new identity) as my blogging name. Being a bit of a shrinking violet I felt a little more comfortable hiding behind some ridiculous name, that probably explains why actors in the P*** industry go under assumed names, in reality they are really quite shy... Anyways sorry to disappoint you but my blog will be quite a sober read since it will be about helping build for the global day of action in this vast crazy expanse that is India. And this blogging business well it was all Jo's idea....... she reckons it could be helpful to other activists wishing to mobilize people in their respective countries so I'll give it a go. I'm by no means an experienced campaigner but my naivety and a huge amount of luck seemed to have worked quite well for me thus far so lets see what happens.....

So where to start ......well i arrived in Delhi Sat. morning with nine hours delay yes I know some of you will Be horrified that I flew but i could not spare the time to take the train besides with the troubles in the middle east It is not that straight forward. Lying on my bed in my rather dingy hotel room I suddenly got a pang of anxiety .....what the hell am I doing here in this crazy place and then I remembered that wise saying that Dave the carbon coach sent me "in a world this sane I'm proud to be mad" no seriously how on earth was I going to build a climate campaign in India. This country is huge and looking around I think people have more pressing problems like where there next meal is going to come from where to get the money to pay medical bills and send their kids to school etc.... well I was starting to head on a downward spiral so I grabbed some Bach flower remedies had a few squirts did some breathing exercises and promptly fell asleep. A couple of hours later I'd landed at some plush looking hotel and was downing bloody Marie's and the prospects for the campaign looked far rosier....

Nothing could prepare me for exactly how rosy things would turn out. On Monday I met with Mr *>*( I have been advised by my Indian coordinators not to tell anyone who i met because they are so imp. i should not divulge their name, don't quite understand but I will respect their wishes). Apparently he was very taken by me and told my friend that he greatly enjoyed meeting me because despite my position I had retained my simplicity, not sure what I should make of that but I have been assured that it is meant to be a compliment. Well he is a media "big shot" and has been very generous offering us a free office in the city of Bhopal, thank you sir. When I was there he sent me in his car to meet another big shot who then drove me to another big shot and the good news is that they all support the campaign and said they will assist with contacts, publicity, air time; press releases you name it. Well if that happens that will be bloody marvelous.

Today woke up with a throbbing headache and muscular aches all down my side. That must be a combination of the Indian heavy metal club I frequented last night and my dear friend Pradip plying me with alcohol. Last night he told me with a gleaming white grin "I hate your campaign but it is ok" now my theory is that he is trying to sabotage the campaign by taking me out drinking in dubious bars as many times as he can, and thereby killing me softly....Damn another power cut hope I don't loose my posting I'm a ridiculously slow typer ok bye time for curry.

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