I was arrested in the Euston Square Gardens protest, for defending a park my band rehearsed in. As an anthropology student, I’m worried about HS2 threatening communities and culture as well as nature.
Professional farters have existed for a long time. In the 12th century, a man named Roland the Farter paid for his land by performing a jump, a whistle, and a fart for the king on Christmas Day. Why was a fart enough to pay rent, and what’s so funny about farting anyway?