MR regulars will by now recognise the initials of commenter PF.  He, like us all, has followed his own unique path here, involving in his case a brush with the theatre of the absurd as he explains in this, his first post ...

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Anti-racism has a new star and spokesperson in the person of Antony Medley, a man who embodies in himself some of the noblest aspects of that so noble movement.

Antony’s entire world is anti-racism, a fact he first made clear to us all in his landmark video, Racism is Ignorance.  Here, Antony layed out his philosophical justification for an aggressive, even potentially violent, new kind of anti-racism: “I’m not racist, but I am racist against racists.”

Eventually, his video provoked such a strong response from both fans and detractors alike, he was positively compelled to produce another one.  Well, obviously he had to placate his expanding fanbase somehow and “correct” those sinners on the right.  In large part, his second video repeated his earlier work.  But at least it bore a more concise title: Racism Ignorance.

Unlike many anti-racists Antony didn’t simply block commentors who disagreed with him.  True to his messianic spirit he actually engaged them in open debate on his Video Comments sections.  This duly attracted determined proponents from both sides of the ideological fence, producing threads of 100+ entries - sufficient for the clearest understanding of the issues under discussion for anybody who wanted it.

Antony probably did not want it.

Desiring only to reach a wider audience he began experimenting with new forms of self-expression; these efforts soon bearing fruit in an anti-racist rap song nicely titled, Hit em Up.  And yes, it incited violence against the racialist right.  With, it seems, legal impunity.  Employing not even thinly-veiled provocations like “I’ll stab you and your wife”, Antony duly succeeded in intimidating his racist opponents into silence.

After this triumph he broadened his scope and began to speak out about other important issues, such as the legalization of drugs, various things he hates, and the legalization of drugs again.  He also made forays into sketch comedy and even Drama.

Having brought out so many videos Antony began to gain quite a following.  It was only natural that he next produce an autobiography, a complete story of his incomplete life.  In the course of this Biography series Anthony revealed a wealth of new and interesting facts about his life which no doubt contributed in important ways to his genesis as an anti-racist icon.  Suprisingly (or maybe not), Antony was born dead.  After 8 hours of attempted resuscitation on the lifeless infant, the young genius returned to life at, apparently, the precise moment when the doctors abandoned hope.  In light of Antony’s high calling as an anti-racist this is regarded by some - who shall never be deemed in any way simple - as evidence of a miraculous birth.  His parents, who had been rumoured to have died in a car accident a month after he was born, proved nevertheless stubbornly alive ... and really rather abusive while he was growing up.  His drug-addicted mother abused him “in every way possible known to man”, including extinguishing her cigarettes on his otherwise white skin.

As Antony himself attests in the second installment of his biography, he has lived a colorful life.  He was, for example, buried alive by his best friend in the Texas desert, after he had beaten him in a freestyle rap competition.  Amazingly, and as some would contend, portentously, Antony managed to get himself buried alive twice more ... and survived every time.  He was also kidnapped four times, although we do not hear by whom.  Or why.
 
Finally, after he had reached the apogee of his fame, and convinced that he was about to take his place in the pantheon of leftist martyrs alongside John Lennon, Martin Luther King, Ghandi and Jimmy Hendrix, Antony created a video documenting his own multiple fake suicide attempts.  This was an effort to, on the one hand, placate his far-right opponents - who had suggested he ought to find a means whereby he could stop living - and to satisfy the messianic appetites of a fringe contingent among his fans - they being the kind of people who wanted him to die a martyr’s death for anti-racism.

He’s still alive.

by Potential Frolic