Index on Censorship Freedom of Expression Awards

The thing about having a bicycle in London is that it gives  freedom;  freedom from traffic jams, freedom from frustration, freedom of route, freedom and control over destiny, freedom to cut through the roadblock. On a bike I can calculate precisely the  time I  arrive anywhere in London. It’s the ultimate green machine and a technological masterpiece.  

I have a meeting to go to this evening.   I grab my freedom machine  to find that the air in
the tire has taken freedom to the limits.   The Bikes got a puncture which, and I’m keeping a positive mind here,  takes me fifteen minutes to fix.   After a rushed and sweaty bike ride through east London  I arrive at the meeting,  out of breath and  in a flap  of apology while simultaeneusly removing my scarf  which gets wrapped up in my headphones which begins to choke me, giving my apology the effect of sounding like a cross between stephen hawkings and donald duck.  It’s a nice first impression. Oh, joy, I love my bike. Just love my bike.

We are  judging The Index on Censorship  Freedom of Expression awards.The Judges  Seated are  Maureen Freely, Rabinder Singh, Peter Wright, Mark Kermode and myself. “Mark” I point at Mark. “Lemn”,  Mark points at me. A lot of love  transmits across the table between us. It’s been twenty years,  they were important left wing, youthful  times in  inner city Manchester. After those days of late night left wing discussions in inner city Manchester it’s poetic to meet each other on this panel.

We are gathered here today to judge five prizes which  are  The Guardian Journalism Award , The Economist New Media Award, Bindmans Law and Campaigning Award The Index Freedom of Expression Awards for Film and Books. We have studied the various shortlists over the past two  months, watched the films and read the books and within four hours tonight  the job is done.

It’s about 10.15pm. It’s dark outside, and everyone speeds off. I am the last to go.  Evidently the previous puncture wasn’t fixed. The tyre is flat again. Noone has a pump.  I have the freedom to express myself, right now.  I actually despise the whole idea of cycling.  My bike is spawn of the devil. My tyres have waged a deliberate concerted campaign of hatred  against me.    I get a cab home.   

4 thoughts on “Index on Censorship Freedom of Expression Awards

  1. Well done for knowing how to fix them though. I bet it had one of those multi-punctures that would have been impossible to fix without changing the whole inner tube. I only know about these things because the people at the bike repair shop tell me;)

  2. Hey Lemn,
    It's Ade from Index on Censorship. I was googling the freedom of expression awards to see where they were in the google rankings and your blog came up. Was going to e-mail you to say thanks for the meeting. It was a really nice atmosphere with you and the other judges – everyone listened to everyone else and there was a definite absence off big ego's and stuff which can happen, i hear, sometimes, in these situations. So, just wanted to say thanks and good luck with the olympic flame thing tommorow. I know you'll choose the right words.

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