Showing posts with label George Orwell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George Orwell. Show all posts

Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Edtion 14 out Wed 07.09.11



The Hackfather

Phew! Edition 14 of the Hampstead Village Voice - out on Wednesday the 7th of September 2011 - is at the printers and I, for one, am mighty relieved. And, I may add, overjoyed because it's one hell of a good issue. Let's face it there's been plenty to satirise of late both locally and in Airstrip One.

For starters, as a nod to the downfall of Mr. Murdoch's already dubious reputation at the Ministry of Truth, we've added "Hello Humpstead - incorporating The New End Of The World" a centre page pullout, which I'm rather proud of. We deplore witch-hunting here at the Hampstead Village Voice, but when it comes to arse-holes like Murdoch and his Ignorance Is Strength version of "news", burning's not good enough for 'em!

I'm not going to go on too much about the rest of the content other than to say it's a jolly good read - especially if you only like pictures!

Go and buy it.

Toodle Pip!

Emmanuel Goldstein. xx
Enemy of big Brother.

Monday, 28 March 2011

Paul McCartney Exclusive! OUT NOW!


Paul gives the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi a healthily sceptical look in this splendid photo by Philip Townsend currently on exhibition at
Zebra Gallery in Perrin's Court.

Yeah baby! We've finally caught a Beatle! I make no secret of being the world's No. 1 Beatle fan, so when top-notch Hampstead poet, love revolutionary and London taxi driver, the Bombardier Bard approached me with the charming story of his fab-four-fare (ed. oh please, spare us the gutter press puns) and intimate little chat with Paul McCartney, I leapt at the chance of publishing it in the Hampstead Village Voice.

It really is a lovely little piece so we've printed a few hundred extra than normal just in case. After all, anything with Paul's name on it tends to sell a bit more than you're average cup of tea (ed. not least his records).

I'll be popping down to Printline in Belsize Parkistan this afternoon to pick up the rough proofs, then hand them over to be scrutinised by our beady-eyed, all in one sub-editor, proof reader and barrister The Barroness of Rosslynshire (ed. Rosslyn Arms, more like).

Then it'll be time to put in the finishing touches and send it to the printers!

Edition 13 of the Hampstead Village Voice will be available at any decent Hampstead news agent [or Waterstones] from 15th of April 2011.

Oh God. And we've got a Farce-Book page now too. So check it out if you must... Oh, and bother, the Twitter page is called Hampstonia so if you're really, really bored indeed, you know what to do.

Hoorah!

Mustafa Goldstein x.
E. M. Goldstein
Editor.






Wednesday, 23 September 2009

SCAMDEN RE-DEFINES LOVE AS THE NEW HAMPSTEAD VILLAGE VOICE HITS SHOPS FROM OCTOBER 1st 2009!


What a waste of money! £100,000  that ought to have been spent on something useful, like disbanding Scamden and reviving  the Metropolitan Borough of Hampstead or some such similar, more managable and locally accountable authority who won't make running a local business impossible and know how to keep our High Street quiet, uncluttered and tidy.

It ain't easy being the editor of your local rag, I can tell you. Especially when you take on yet another magazine called The Hampstonian - an info guide and directory for Hampstead which will be out next year. Not only that, I've gone and fallen in love - a most marvelous but very time consuming excercise when you're the Editor, Publisher, Writer, Designer, PR geezer, Delivery Boy, Sales executive and Tea Person of not one but two magazines! 

How I fit in five-a-side footy and lounging around outside coffee bars I'll never know. But I do know that I love her and the next edition of the Hampstead Village Voice is a right cracker! 

Without getting all smug, I'm particularly pleased with the 9-page special on George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four which turns sixty this year. And what with the BBC inviting the likes of Nick "Adolf-Himmler" Griffin onto Question Time to use the old - "we'll give you back your country cos it's all the fault of the non-whites" spiel, it couldn't be better timed. 

The BBC seem to have been reading the Britischen Nazional Partie's favourite local paper the Himm & Heil Express (AKA Ham & High) lately, because to invite one of Hitler's disciples onto a national television debate in the midst of a recession hit Britain that is clearly overpopulated (No - that's not a racist or nationalist comment - but you can bet that little Brown Shirted w*nker will turn it into one), is to put it mildly a little on the risky side. Still, it won't half be entertaining - especially as I don't give a shit about sodding Airstrip One (formerly Britain) anymore and will be f*****g off to a cave in Afghanistan as soon as I can get a decent price for the Hampstead Village Voice!

Enjoy the new Hampstead Village Voice which'll be out on October 1st 1984... Er 2009.

Toodle Pip and Down With Big Brother!

Emmanuel Mustafa Goldstein
Enemigo Del Hermano Grande



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