There is nothing that the grasping rich won’t try and turn into money. Not one thing that is sacred, that can be left to just be, that is too treasured, or even horrifyingly grotesque, for capitalism to plunder.
Whether it’s our schools, or hospitals, our communities or our homes, the rich are always there, on the edges, looking for a way in. When we walk down the street we see each other – we see human beings – but the monied entrepreneur class just see livestock, to be exploited in our work and fleeced in our play. Even our triumphs are repackaged and sold back to us, as if the struggle for the vote, or against racism, the right to strike or popular protests were concepts invented by some Oxbridge twat with a clipboard and a second class marketing degree.
So it is no surprise that the murder of working class women 100 years ago is now being turned into just one more way for the rich to plunder our history for their own enrichment. The vile Ripper Museum, situated in Cable Street, East London, is not wanted by anyone who lives in the area and those behind the project know it. That is why they lied in the planning application that this building would be turned into a museum championing the history of women in East London. What they have built instead however is a blood-stained celebration of the murder of East End women, a gaudy, misogynist tourist trap where you can buy Jack the Ripper themed rape whistles or have a selfie taken with some dickhead dressed up as a Victorian serial killer.
That dickhead is likely to be Mark Palmer-Edgecumbe, the creepy owner of the museum and who is unrepentent about deceiving both the council and community of Tower Hamlets to bring his woman-hating serial killer fetish to life. Astonishingly Edgecumbe was a former head of diversity at google where he obviously did a shit job because almost eveyone in a senior position at the company is posh and white. But diversity doesn’t mean a real commitment to equality anymore, it is just a marketing tool. Racism, misogyny, homophobia – there’s money to be made there. And that’s what Edgecumbe does, sitting on Diversity Advisory Panels where rich white people hand out plaudits to rich white businesses to celebrate the fact that half their cleaners are black and they’ve got one of those new transgenders working in the post room.
Meanwhile the community of East London is being both socially, and racially cleansed, to make way for these gentrifying parasites. Genuine diversity, which the East End was famous for, is being replaced by glass and steel ghost towns as every last brick is turned into an investment opportunity for the global super rich. Tower Hamlets desperately needs housing, but the people who live there have no say in what happens to the streets they walk down. Even when there is some pretence of community involvement, such as in planning decisions, the rich just lie about what they intend to do and no-one holds them to account.
No-one until now anyway. Class War have been holding boisterous protests outside the Ripper Museum with the support of local residents and feminist groups. Their demand is simple, the Ripper Museum needs to close. We get to decide what goes on in working class areas, not corrupt councillors or nauseating spivs like Palmer fucking Edgecunt. Join them outside The Ripper Museum, 12 Cable Street, London E1 this Saturday 5th December at 2pm. Please help spread the word and share the facebook page.
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