Author: James Collins
CLEAR is finally having an annual general meeting, and wow is my face red. They’ve pulled their act together, worked their hardest, and assembled an event that is going to put Woodstock to shame. It will be like the Million Man March on Washington D.C., or maybe even a recreation of the civil rights marches. It will be like … wait, I’m receiving an update.
I have just received new information and have now learned it will be more like a comments box on a Facebook page.
That’s right, the CLEAR AGM has been announced and it is … wait for it … wait … it will be a special section on their website where you can post your comments for two weeks, if you have donated money. This is in some unspecified way different from the website with little traffic and the “secret” Facebook group nobody used. How you think it is different is up to you, but Peter finds a whole fuck of a lot of nose candy and liquor help blur the existing facts into a believable narrative.
You have to give money to make a comment on a webpage that nobody else can see. If you’re extra special lucky that day Peter will claw his way out of the whiskey fog and post some misogynist drivel in response to your meaningful observations. What a deal! With a forum like that it is obviously a very short spell before CLEAR wins a general election and runs the UK outright.
As a preface to my next remarks, here is a picture of naughty schoolboy Peter Reynolds misbehaving and smoking illegal drugs in public, likely in front of children, who he might be thinking of molesting. Soaking that in?

Peter used to believe in public events. You know the kind: Demonstrations, rallies, meetings, events where physical people gather in a physical place and do a thing in unison. You might have heard of this kind of boots-on-the-ground interaction before – it’s called real life. You and your two friends having a latte and some scones on a lazy Sunday afternoon for example, would qualify as a real event. Two people walking to the library together would be real social interaction. A hidden comments section on a webpage nobody reads is one step less social than a completely agoraphobic shut in with a fear of communications technology. CLEAR has less public profile than a severe anxiety patient.
Maybe they should try smoking some cannabis. I hear that can help.
This is kind of funny in the sense that Peter Reynolds loves to trash pot smokers as a bunch of lazy, benefit-scrounging lowlifes who never leave their homes. He whines about their insular existence stuck in front of their computers, never bothering with “meaningful engagement”. All the while he is spouting this nonsense he is hiding in his house, hiding from bath products, and hiding from accountability; he does it exactly in the way he accuses others of.
Politicians love nothing more than to peddle the flesh. We’ve all see a gladhanding candidate walking the crowds pretending to like people and reminding you to vote for them with a used car salesman smile. It’s irritating as all hell to cynics like me, but it is an integral part of the game. As they say in politics about bogus public relations efforts: They eat that shit up in the sticks.

What the hell would possess a politician who needs to win the votes of the vox populai to hide in his hovel away from public view? Why would a political party not want to hold public events where they can pass out fliers, press that ever-so-important flesh, and make an impact? What the hell is going on here?
Peter is essentially afraid of public repudiation for his myriad venomous statements about a plethora of identifiable groups. Peter Reynolds has pissed off so many people that he can’t possibly show his face at a meeting, or a rally or protest, because he isn’t welcome anymore. Nobody is going to be passing the doobie on the left hand side for Peter, because he has made such a public display out of trashing other activists who have the sobriety and gumption to change out of their greasy shirt and go out in public.
For fuck sake Peter, take a shower already and just show your face. David Cameron is the most reviled man on the whole island and he still goes out in public. How pathetic do you have to be to show less courage in the face of adversity than that caviar sucking, hankie-folding Eton brand coward?
A political party that can’t hold rallies, can’t hold meetings, and indeed doesn’t dare have a presence in public is not a political party. It is a bottomless hole into which donations flow. Sure, Peter gets on the occasional radio show as the spoiler-de-jour to make a bad case for cannabis, but that doesn’t cost donations. He can phone in a radio show from his filthy home without taking money out of the pockets of anybody. He could do that for free. Instead he takes your money to make his case, and runs a poorly managed website with nothing, but his own bullshit and a lot of news-mirror items. On one notable occasion they even posted a link to an article that I wrote; how rich is that?
Why do they even take donations? What do these donations do? Are they paying for Peter Reynolds and his cacophony of spurious legal actions? Are they paying for Derek to have breast augmentation procedures? I would say he’s busty enough already. Any more sweatermeat on that rack and his center of gravity would be compromised.

The sad truth is they take donations for the sake of taking donations. It’s free money. A nice little pipeline to Silk Road to keep Peter in good supply of cocaine, and the Viagra that counteracts its side effects. They take the donations because some poor bastard out there is willing to hand it over.
I would venture that CLEAR will never run in another election again. They didn’t have the good sense in their last election to do any more planning than to have a cocaine orgy in Corby and have Peter walk around ogling people’s asses on camera while pushing his fliers into their hands. With this level of sophistication it will be another thousand years of “campaigning” before they manage to scrape 200 votes and no legalization out of your donations.
CLEAR doesn’t even look like a scam anymore. It is nothing more than political roadkill. It is a sticky spot on the blacktop where some hapless creature attempted to cross the highway of public opinion and got crushed for lack of awareness. The stink would reach to high heaven, except for the fact even their leader won’t come out in public anymore.
Perhaps we should all write him a letter of thanks for sparing us the smell.
Peter Reynolds Watch The Leader of CLEAR | Cannabis Law Reform
Criticism of stupid stuff Reynolds has been doing is useful. but you don’t help your cause with the personal insults and name-calling. honestly – its more effective without them.