Book Review: The New Corporation by Joel Bakan

The Corporation by Joel Bakan - reviewed a while back because I’m pretending reading do-gooder books in bed counts as activism now – was a big deal to a little Zero. Now, a generation later, here’s a sequel to make me feel old and tired. SummarismThe first book...

Book Review: The Corporation by Joel Bakan

Bashing out articles for the new Big Bidness section of this here website, I’ve gone back to one of the tippiest, toppiest, most foundational Zero texts, one that inspired one of the big three epiphanies of The Grand Zero Awakening: The Corporation by Joel Bakan....

The Nestlé boycott in 2022: What’s the latest what?

Back in the early days of The Zero there was a whole section devoted to the Nestlé boycott. It was one of the first bits of explicit do-goodery I indulged in, along with going veggie and lobbing C-bombs at George W Bush any time he popped up on my telly. The boycott...

Book Review: The Intersectional Environmentalist by Leah Thomas

With the longest of Long Covids still twatting me good and proper, my activism is now mostly made up of writing about other people’s activism, reading about other people’s activism and tweeting about other people’s activism. It’s all very fulfilling. These past few...

The Big Plastic Count: World’s Worst Typo Successfully Avoided

Among the million things we need to do to reduce emissions and avert climate breakdown, kicking the arse out of plastic is one of the most urgent. Plastic comes from dirty-bad oil, gas and coal, all of it spewing greenhouse gas emissions into the air. A 2015 study...

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A Beginner's Beginning

The Grand Zero Epiphany. How a nobody figured he should do some things about some stuff but still be kind of a dick about it. Inspiring.

 

Goals, Plans and Assorted Machiavellia

What we’re going to do, how we’re going to do it. And you’re included in the we.

 

Principal Principles

We’ll be sceptical, not cynical. Knowledgeable, not knee-jerking. And thorough, not breezy or fun or anything even slightly appealing.

 

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9 life hacks for ignoring the IPCC climate report

9 life hacks for ignoring the IPCC climate report

The UN’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change – the IPCC – issued its latest report this week, pointing out how monumentally fucked we are because we like cars, burgers and mass extinctions. It makes for grim reading – but only if you actually read it. Here are nine ways you can avoid giving it any thought at all!

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An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars 2: Electric car boogaloo

An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars 2: Electric car boogaloo

Desperate to avoid petrol I hired an electric car for the purposes of hard science. I requisitioned a Renault Zoe for a few days, rented a lab coat and three pens for its pocket, bought a clipboard outright and began the grand experiment. The key tests were how well the battery lasted with my commute and the business of social work, how quickly it drained when parked overnight, how big a pain in the arse public charge points are, and how often I’d have to use the buggers.

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An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars, maybe

An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars, maybe

Back in the arse-end of 2019 I finally ditched my car, having decided humanity was marginally more important than an easy commute. But then Covid hit. And hit me right in the face. Almost two years later I’m still having trouble walking, still working fully from home and only just starting full time hours. I need a car. Which means I need an electric car, which means a lot of expense…

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Veganuary beganuaried

Veganuary beganuaried

As Veganuary hit and I finished updating the Veggieness section of this here website, I was lightning-bolted by one of my many micro-epiphanies: Ever since Covid demanded I spend less time in the kitchen and more time in bed I’ve become a lousy, lazy vegan.

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Veganuary: What, why, how, when and who

Veganuary: What, why, how, when and who

Veganuary aims to get people trying veganism for a month, drawing them in with time-limited new year faddishness. Last year it had more than half a million sign ups, with about 85% committing to cutting down on meat and dairy thereafter, and a solid 40% aiming to stay vegan for all time. That’s decent, given the most popular new year’s resolution – getting and using an annual gym membership – has a success rate of less than 3% I assume.

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VEGGIENESS

My Life As A Hypocrite

How a spider spurred my veggie awakening, and with it my wider Zero awakening and with it a general saving of animals, humanity and the planet.

 

In search of protein

I scream, you scream, we all scream for protein. Let’s just calm down and eat some. It’s basically everywhere.

 

A Matter of Life and Death

Disappointed I couldn’t think of a Slaughterhouse Five pun. Slaughterhouse High-Five sounds like I’m all for them. Here’s why I’m not.

 

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Big Bidness

THE SUM OF NO FEELS

How a bit of corporate maths made The Zero see Red.

 

Sweatshops

The living hells we try to ignore. Let’s not do that.

 

Beyond Your Trolley

Campaign to promote Fairtrade, tackle tariffs, close sweatshops, improve working conditions and raise wages. Because we’re done screwing the poor.

 

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Butterflies

Meddle!

Get proper stuck in.

 

Join something

Meddle on a grand scale. Turn individual action to collective action. There’s strength in etc.

 

Ditch bottled water

It’s about the least necessary thing since the last Die Hard sequel.

 

Use Public Transport

Even if it’s terrible right now. Reduce emissions, save the planet, let me take all the credit.

 

Buy Fairtrade

Pay people enough to let them actually live. Weird that has to be said.

 

Vote!

Because we’re in the age of Trump and Brexit and right-wing arseholery everywhere.

 

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We did a thing

We did a thing

It feels like about eight years ago now, given the outrages since, but last week Donald Trump flew in, was rude to everyone, indulged in a bit of white supremacy, played golf for the 121st time since he barged into the White House, and fucked off to his Russian handler to dabble in a bit of light treason. All pretty standard for him. But this time he was met with a bit of resistance.

Zero’s One

Zero’s One

I’m back with another pile of old shite, making this a very definitely sustained comeback. To be fair to me (full disclosure: I am me) I’ve not been entirely inactive, putting together a fundraiser that got five grand for a children’s home in Nepal, but given I can’t get any credit for that on an anonymous blog I’m starting to wonder why I bothered.

Repilot

Repilot

Cards on the table, gang: I’ve spent most of the last 18 months off my tits on painkillers. Not to a Jacko/Prince/stomach-pump degree, but enough to take the edge off my do-gooding and let evil have its way with the world. It’s no coincidence I was out of it when Brexit Brexitted and Trump trumped, when white supremacists showed their faces again, when Nazis rebranded and all manner of clusters were fucked.

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Stem in a teacup? Celling out? (It’s been a while)

Stem in a teacup? Celling out? (It’s been a while)

You’ll recall they made a stem cell burger a while back. It was funded by one of the guys from Google taking a break off reading your emails and spying on what you spaff to. He gave a few hundred grand to a couple of mad scientists taking a break off stitching hitchhikers’ mouths to hobos’ bumholes.

Mr Zero’s unfeasibly grand re-veggiefication scheme: part two

Mr Zero’s unfeasibly grand re-veggiefication scheme: part two

As you’ll recall I’ve been terribly ill, mummy’s brave little soldier keeping his chin up through the flu, a chest infection, a spot of whooping cough and very little in the way of blogging. Throughout this charming episode I’ve had a number of very helpful people explain it’s all down to my vegetarianism, there having been no documented cases of illness among meat eaters.

Mr Zero’s unfeasibly grand re-veggiefication scheme: part one

Mr Zero’s unfeasibly grand re-veggiefication scheme: part one

In the days before my epic post-qualifying/pre-job slouchfest, back when I was an overworked and increasingly tetchy student, I bashed out a few new year’s resolutions to fill up a bit of space on what was becoming a seriously neglected blog. However, comeuppances being what they are, I’m now forced to put some effort into doing whatever it was I said I’d do, and all to satisfy an audience of precisely no one. How I hate myself.

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David Cronenberg was lying: this experience did nothing for me

David Cronenberg was lying: this experience did nothing for me

So there I was a few weekends back, minding me own business, spending a reasonably pleasant day in the company of friends, or at least people paid to be friendly towards me on account of how my fame prevents anyone getting too close, when I witnessed what can only be described as a road traffic accident, being as how it was an accident involving traffic that took place on a road. I won’t lie to you: it was full on proper scary.

Usain in da membrane (Usain in da brain)

Usain in da membrane (Usain in da brain)

With the Olympics all done with and the Paralympics prepping itself for interest considerably less feigned than usual, it’s time to reflect on the heroes at whom we marvel, the champions who capture our hearts, the icons who inspire a generation. Jessica Ennis. Usain Bolt. Me.

Man admits to teaching them well, lets them lead the way

Man admits to teaching them well, lets them lead the way

That whooshing sound round the back of your head was February going past us and past me and past this blog in particular. Being as how I’m spending my days chained to the desk writing essays and my nights chained to the desk drooling on them, the old do-gooding has taken a back seat of late. Unless you count the social work. Which no one does. Tell people you want to be a social worker, they make like you’ve offered them a glass of cancer flavoured piss.

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An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars 2: Electric car boogaloo

An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars 2: Electric car boogaloo

Desperate to avoid petrol I hired an electric car for the purposes of hard science. I requisitioned a Renault Zoe for a few days, rented a lab coat and three pens for its pocket, bought a clipboard outright and began the grand experiment. The key tests were how well the battery lasted with my commute and the business of social work, how quickly it drained when parked overnight, how big a pain in the arse public charge points are, and how often I’d have to use the buggers.

An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars, maybe

An almost buyer’s guide to electric cars, maybe

Back in the arse-end of 2019 I finally ditched my car, having decided humanity was marginally more important than an easy commute. But then Covid hit. And hit me right in the face. Almost two years later I’m still having trouble walking, still working fully from home and only just starting full time hours. I need a car. Which means I need an electric car, which means a lot of expense…

COP26 midterm report: Must try harder

COP26 midterm report: Must try harder

We’ve made it halfway through COP26. It’s been a week of photo ops and erasures, announcements and sucker-punches, protests and Borises being colossal shits. On the surface there have been some decent announcements…

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