Lord Biro’s Olympic Rings

Sue me… Artwork Lord Biro.

The planning of the next issue of LeftLion has been a bit of a headache because of the Olympics. We’ve become so paranoid about what we can and can’t do with those frigging rings that none of us dare put a coffee cup down on the table for fear any stain may contravene strict branding regulations. This is because the Olympic rings (designed in 1912 and debuted in the 1920 Antwerp Olympics) are a trademark of the Olympic Movement and therefore they are doing everything they can to protect their brand. This should come as no surprise given that we live in an era where large corporations such as Marlboro have tried to paten light and celebs (in the loosest sense of the word) such as Paris Hilton have tried to monetise catchphrases such as ‘that’s hot’. It’s an absolute joke. So it was a relief to hear the London Major defiantly state: ‘If you want to stick five doughnuts in your window and call them Olympic rings then be my guest.’

The Olympic Movement has exclusive rights to any interlocking arrangement of five rings, as well as the usage of the word “Olympic” which has meant we have had to drop one illustration for the ‘Canadian in New Basford’ Column (because the rings in the image showed utter contempt for symmetry) as well as certain ones by Lord Biro featured on this page.

The 2012 logo finally looks good… Artwork Lord Biro.

 

I feel really angry about this because the Lord Biro drawing is his art work and commentary and therefore not our opinion. Yet such is the level of paranoia created by the ‘brand army’ – who have employed people to check out designs in posters, etc across the country – that we’ve failed to fully support someone who is making an important stance against this overburdening bureaucracy. But a potential £20,000 fine to a voluntary-run magazine is too much of a risk.

The Games look set to be over budget and nearing 11 billion. This is worrying, particularly as it took Montreal thirty years to pay off the debts accumulated from hosting the ’76 games. But with 2 billion raised through sponsorship it is understandable that some effort needs to be made to protect the rights of the marketing partners. The question is, how far do you go? What happens if someone employed to work at the games turns up for work with a can of Pepsi instead of Coca Cola or if they choose to wear Nike trainers instead of Adidas. How much personal freedom will be lost to ensure the partners claw back their returns? Is it going to be a case of straight bananas?

Two jugs Biro and me with a recession-busting Damien Hirst skull at the British Art Show, ‘Tempreh.

Lord Biro is the leader of the Bus-Pass Elvis Party. He recently stood in the Feltham Bye-election, December 2011 and campaigned against fast food corporations sponsoring sports events. In 2005 he campaigned against junk food in the General Election (Erewash) on behalf of the Church of the Militant Elvis, long before Jamie made such things fashionable. It is clear from his latest exhibition that when it comes to corporate sponsorship, he’s not lovin’ it. He seems to have a problem with McDonalds despite it being a well-known fact that all athletes love a burger, fries and McFlurry to help them hurry down the track. With a whopping 533 million being spent on security alone (that’s 243378995 Happy meals in case you were wondering) our favourite satirist is certainly spoilt for choice when it comes to venting spleen although he might just be jealous because he hasn’t got a missile launcher on his roof.

‘Teddy Bears Picnic Banned From Olympics’, 27 July – 16 August, West End Arcade shop fronts. Free. For more info see mclympics.wordpress.com

WriteLion roundup

Summer is upon us so WriteLion will be off in search of some Yurt action. Our first stop will be the No Direction Home Festival (8-10 June) to see what Jon Ronson’s got to say for himsen (we’ll be interviewing him for the Oct issue of LeftLion). Lowdham Book Festival dominates the whole of June. Our pick of the bunch is the opportunity to heckle Jon McGregor for only being Britain’s second-best short story writer and to see if selebs like Ben Fogle can actually write. If you don’t know what Lowdham Book Festival is then we’re guessing you probably don’t even know that Southwell will be hosting its annual Library Poetry Festival (5-8 July) with the likes of Wendy Cope and that Jools Holland will be fingering the old Joanna at the Southwell Folk Festival (1-4 June) The 100 bus (pathfinder line) goes to Southwell and Lowdham.

We’re off on the tram to Hucknall Book Day on 2 June to see if John Baird, Gloria Morgan or Nick Thorn can convince us the place has more to offer than a wicked flea market. 9 June we’ll Shake the Dust at the Nottingham Playhouse for the East Midlands final then go climbing in Creswell Craggs (14 June) with hairy poet Mark Goodwin. If we’ve got £48 spare we’ll be enrolling on Victoria Oldham’s ‘Editing Your Prose’ course – just so we can spend six weeks in her lovely company. You can thank the Nottingham Writers’ Studio for that one. Pewter Press will be at Waterstones on 23 June celebrating Terri Armstrong’s debut Standing Water. They’re back again on 10 July with Frances Thimann and Heather Shaw. At this point, WriteLion would like to apologise to Frances if she took Ambridge at Katie Half-Price referring to her work as ‘biddy lit’. It was meant in the best possible taste. We think you’re a smashing writer. It’s just our Katie is a right handful.

The date for the next Poetry Café at the Flying Goose has moved from 5 June to the 14, just to keep the Beeston literati on their toes. For the Forest Fields massive it’s got to be Speech Therapy at Bar Deux. Mark Niel (28 June) is followed by Melinda Deathgoth (26 July). Both feature the delightful Raffle of Rammel as well as the opportunity to be snarled and spat at by the irrepressible John Marriott. We want his cubs.

But how can we enjoy these festivities in the knowledge that Éireann Lorsung is heading off to Belgium? In her five years she has transformed the local poetry scene. We’re not talking about the publishing house, journal, festivals and quality poetry nights. We mean those home-made cakes. Poetry readings changed forever. Now all together: ‘She’s made of sugar and spice and all things nice with a surname that sounds like a posh tea.’ Goodbye, duck. x

Taken from LeftLion Issue 47.