Scumbag and Broke Updates

Many thanks to all those people who’ve read or intend to read Prezident Scumbag! And extra special thanks to Steve Topple for being one of the few journalists who, along with his other great work, actively supports the independent creative arts which take aim at the powers that be. Also, thanks to Far Right Watch for helping me to spread the word to the sort of people this book is written for. Your kindness really is appreciated.

You can read the latest review of Scumbag here (thanks to another great author Riya Polcastro).

I was a little apprehensive about putting this novella out there for a few different reasons. The primary reason is that I’m aware the language is fairly brutal and I feared that those readers who aren’t acquainted with my stories would be put off by this when, as the story rolls on, there’s a lot more going on. Make no mistake: this novella is an outright assault on the rise of fascism, the return of mainstream racism , the election of our worst nightmare to rule the world and a promotion of philosophical anarchism as a beam of light in a darkened world.

However, it’s no coincidence that Prezident Scumbag! was written in such a brutal style. There were a few things I wanted to achieve with this. Alongside capturing the current anger and giving voice to a subculture completely off the grid, I also wanted to remind people what anti-establishment actually means in the Digital Age. Some of you will no doubt remember that when Trump was running for President, many of his supporters claimed that he was anti-establishment (and still do even though he now is the establishment). This type of nonsense was also said about UKIP a couple of years earlier who I also wrote a story about hosted by one of the best political blogs out there, maintained by my friend Sue Jones.

Fortunately I’m just about old enough to have been exposed to a lot of old punk and hardcore bands who promoted anti-fascism/ anti-racism messages in a style that captured the feeling of despair at a world gone mad. As far as I’m concerned, this is the real anti-establishment; not those people who seriously believe that an even worse version of the same awful politics we’ve endured for the last umpteen years is going to change things for the better. For me, conservatism will always be synonymous with boring, and no amount of rebranding is going to change that.

This novella is the first in what will be a collection of three novellas. Each instalment will continue to build on the narrative until the President’s head is skewered on a stake. The next story will hopefully be out there in the first half of 2019.

On to other matters: at 67,000 words, I’ve finally finished the first draft of Broke. I’m really excited about getting this story out there. Its key theme is inequality in Tory Britain, but this time the dirt poor get to turn the guns on the filthy rich. I hope to release this story a couple of months from now; I’m just sorting out the paperwork. The book trailer and front cover are now in production, and the manuscript will be with the proof readers shortly.

Along with releasing Broke, I’m going to put out three short essays discussing different themes of the novel—all relating to the title. These include mental health, poverty and inequality and the rotten Westminster system of government.

So that’s all for this month. Once again, many thanks to all those who are supporting the revolution of the independent creative. While the mainstream largely continues to churn out play it safe stories about journeys on public transport, the indie scene is the only place where you’ll find a much-needed alternative shaking things up.

Until next time…



Coming Soon… Rupert’s Sophomore Novel: Broke

Firstly, thanks to all those who helped me to get the word out on Prezident Scumbag! Enough people downloaded it to make the venture worthwhile. I managed to get those lovely people at Far Right Watch (a diverse group of British Antiracist and Antifascist activists) to download it who later said, and I quote, ‘it’s actually in a class of its own’. End quote.

If you’re one of the people who grabbed a copy then please tell a friend and whack up a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads—even if you think it’s an appalling use of the English language. One has already appeared on Amazon here which was a lovely 5 star review. Massive thanks to whoever that was.

FRW Quote

Enough of kissing my own arse.

It recently dawned on me that it’s been almost four years since I released my debut novel Spark; a story about a low-key computer hacker who sparks a revolution from his bedroom. At the time it was a reaction to the awfulness which had been going on under the Tory regime and an attempt to provide an alternative to the current trend of politically inoffensive fiction that always seems to prosper.

Ever since then I’ve released numerous different projects which you can find here, here, here and here. All the while I’ve been trying to figure out what would make a good follow up novel to Spark. Over the years I’ve been working on a few novel-length stories which you will find referenced throughout my blog. One story is called Kane and is a novel set in Brighton which focuses on our homegrown far right. Another has the working title Neilism and is more philosophical than my other stories; sort of an intellectual lightweight’s attempt at updating the existential novel for the meme generation (not really).

Then, very recently, I discovered another manuscript that some of you may remember me talking about quite some time ago. It’s called Broke and it’s about the dirt poor attempting to scam the filthy rich for once. I began writing it in November of 2015 and then paused on it for reasons I can’t remember. I’m pleased to say that, after a little bit of polishing over the last few weeks, it’s a third of the way there.

Here’s an early version of the blurb:

“Despite working two terrible jobs in the capital, Oscar Knight is trapped inside a life of abject poverty. As his financial responsibilities spiral out of control, he seeks ever more desperate measures to keep his head above the water. But after getting wrangled up with London’s most ruthless loan shark as well as a Russian oligarch who wants to purchase one of the city’s most iconic buildings, Oscar has to figure out a way of not just escaping his miserable existence, but also the United Kingdom. And fast!

So I’ve decided to park on the other projects I’ve been working on and will now be seeing this one through until the bitter end as I reckon I can get it out to you soon—weather permitting.

There are two other things going on which I’ll save for another day.

Meanwhile, keep fighting the good fight…


Anti-Racism Novella Now FREE on Kindle!

As a response to the racist atmosphere presently engulfing the UK, I’m giving Prezident Scumbag! away for free on the Kindle platform. You can get your copy here and you can visit the Goodreads page for more reviews here.

I released this story last year as a response to the rise of the far right across the world, spearheaded by a particularly acidic President who has partly succeeded in normalising bigotry and hostility towards the less fortunate. The far right tried to make out that this is what it means to be anti-establishment. However, this story begs to differ by reawakening the true spirit of taking on the establishment.

Since releasing this story, things have taken a turn for the worst. Our own beloved Tory government has taken a leaf out of the far right’s book of disgrace by ramping up a ‘hostile environment’ towards our fellow humans. The purpose of this is to turn people against each other so that they can continue building the sort of world that good people don’t identify with but are forced to survive in on a daily basis.

You can read the Canary’s review here and here is the latest review I’ve received from my friend and fellow dissident author James Birch.

Thanks to all those who have supported me thus far. And extra special thanks to those influential left-wingers who continue to ignore me presumably because you believe in your own bullshit celebrity status rather than the values you preach.

Please help me to spread the word and leave reviews wherever you can.

Respect and tings’


Dreyfus writes with the darkly absurd humour of a thirsty and somewhat paranoid Jonathan Swift.

–Imran Khan, Pop Matters

This isn’t just my favourite of Rupert Dreyfus’ books to date, nor is it one of my favourite indie books, it’s simply one of my favourite books, period.

–Harry Whitewolf, protest poet and author

If his work doesn’t make you think, I suggest getting your doctor to prescribe a course of fluoride tablets, subscribe to the Daily Mirror and vote in this year’s X Factor.

–Steve Topple, The Canary

In between the worthy goal and shenanigans of Sick Bastard’s punk band members… there’s wisdom to plant a seed of ‘something else, something different’ into society’s mushy brain.

–Liis Scanlon, Cover to Cover

No-one at the moment is doing more to break down the artificial divisions in writing – between the arts, literature, social sciences; realism, surrealism, social and political satire, commentary, alternative narratives and dissidence – than Rupert.

–Sue Jones, Politics and Insights

Dreyfus is a kind soul which you might not guess from the title and the notion of a punk rock band going to protest something. But, sprinkled throughout this book, are what are clearly Dreyfus’ own heartfelt, humanitarian expressions of bemusement, sadness, and concern at the present state of the world.

–James Birch, author of Discontents: The Disappearance of a Young Radical

If Orwell was alive today he’d be writing the exact same things as Dreyfus.

–Goodreads Review


Prezident Scumbag!: A Sick Bastard Novella [Book Review]

James Wallace Birch

Book: Prezident Scumbag!: A Sick Bastard Novella

Author: Rupert Dreyfus

prezidentskumbag-cover-dreyfusMy Review:

I’ve got to give a strong nod in favor of this one! I was immediately taken in by Dreyfus’ style and pointed social critique. I can see why he’s amassed such a loyal following. It’s like Anthony Burgess meets Kurt Vonnegut at a black block/ punk rock show, all while reading anarchist philosophy.

This political satire follows a cast of misfit anarchists who travel to the U.S.A to put on a protest music show. Between drug-addled mischief and philosophical musings, a tale emerges of hope against the backdrop of the election of Prezident Scumbag (a thinly veiled poke at who know who). Racism and nationalism are major themes. The story centers on the UK-born Fazal Khan of Pakistani heritage.

This novella is a quick read but it’s a powerful one. As someone not from the UK there was…

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The Amazon Bestsellers List is Still Artless Horseshit

I’m into my fourth year of putting out stories and in the wider literary world nothing much has changed in all this time. In fact things are getting worse. The bestseller lists continue to be dominated by artless horseshit which any of us could churn out in a week.

As I write this the current bestsellers list on Amazon is almost exclusively comprised of awful thrillers and predictable romances. The opening line of the number 1 bestseller blurb (I Am Watching You by Teresa Driscoll) sums this up perfectly:

When Ella Longfield overhears two attractive young men flirting with teenage girls on a train, she thinks nothing of it…

Teenage girls on a train.

Girls on a train.

Girl on a train.

Girl on the train.

The Girl on the Train.

Fuck me furiously.

If that isn’t blatant product placement then I don’t know what is. They might as well have said ‘sponsored by Trump Towers’ and be done with it. Hopefully you weren’t one of the hundreds of thousands of people who fell for it…

But how did we arrive at this? Ten years ago I would’ve predicted that things would’ve taken a different direction to what they have; that there’d be queues of authors and artists taking full advantage of the unprecedented free creative expression afforded to us by the internet. Instead we’ve got authors falling over themselves to make as much money as they possibly can by mustering up the most inoffensive drivel they are capable of. Even the Guardian supports it with open arms which you can see both here and here.

It’s all about the money. Give me your fucking money.

But how did we arrive at this? The traditional publishing world is responsible for some great literature over the years. However, it’s also responsible for training many readers to see books as nothing more than a Big Mac and large fries. Consequently free expression in the creative arts continues to be shackled by the pursuit of profit which squeezes out all traces of originality. Once a story goes viral in the Digital Age, we all have to endure countless imitations for many years to come.

What’s the response? If you’re writing stories then don’t imitate the same old unless you want mouthy upstarts like me to call you out. Continue to fly the flag of dissent; even if nobody gives much of a shit right now. Writing belongs to us; not the Amazon algorithms which are encouraging authors to unashamedly write stories for profit.

If you’re a reader then occasionally support the alternative that broadly represents your values. Among the piles of wanky books about girls on public transport, there are books which are speaking out against abuses of power, corporate greed and a stagnant cultural scene. Give it a crack of the whip.

We all need to keep angry—for art’s sake. Otherwise all we have to look forward to is more of the same shit. Ad infinitum. Our culture dies a slow painful death and Amazon lives on for all eternity.

Orwell would turn in his grave.


My Lovely Readers, Spark the Spanish Translation and a Book for Charity

Massive thanks to everyone who reached out to me after last month’s episode. Too many of you to name, but the love I received got me through a tough time of drug-induced dissociation. I’m still struggling somewhat, but I’m determined to come out fighting. I haven’t touched anything but kratom for weeks now but my serotonin levels are still in the minus. I’ll give it a few months before I give that breakdown some context as right now it’s still an open wound. Instead I’ll give some positive updates on things going on at Dreyfus HQ.

Finally, after much demand, Spark the Spanish translation is almost ready. I literally just have to push the ‘publish now’ button. I’m just waiting on some information and then I’m going to launch it at the Spanish speaking world. The Hispanic people have a long history of revolutionary struggle and Spain has been one of the biggest victims of austerity so I think if anyone will appreciate it then they will. Massive thanks to my friend Kostas for his assistance with this project.

I’ve also been involved in another project with around 20 authors and poets. It’s an anthology which is going to be released for charity. It’s currently in the final stages and it includes a new short story by yours truly. This will be released very soon and we’re going to make quite some noise about it.

I am pumping the rest of my energy into two books simultaneously; Hooked (which I wrote a little about last month) and a story with the working title Neilism. Neilism has just hit the 10,000 words barrier and it’s developing nicely. It’s about a drug addict going through withdrawal. He’s trying to reconnect with humanity but in doing so he just becomes lonelier until, that is, the opportunity to escape this hostile wasteland presents itself. It’s more philosophically grounded than my other stories (my attempt at updating the existential novel), but you’ll recognise it as distinctly Dreyfus.

That’s all for now.

I’ll be back with more news sooner than you think.

Be kind to yourself.


A Dreyfus Christmas Message

We talk about finding intelligent life on other planets but some of us are still searching for it here on Earth. If we were to be aliens observing this little blue dot from afar then this year we would’ve witnessed a species tearing itself apart. Meanwhile the real intelligent species of this world—those which hitherto have survived for many thousands of years—are now struggling to make it through another decade. It breaks my heart to see such a beautiful potential going to waste. A portrait of Mother Earth going up in flames.

Yet in my heart of hearts I know that this analysis isn’t the true picture. For one thing human beings are extremely intelligent; rather it is the system which we endure that is observably foolish. Like animals in a harsh environment, we are forced to adapt to it or our individual struggle is over. Such is our nature that many of us accept without question that such a struggle is perfectly necessary, that such inequality and the misery it brings is just an unfortunate by-product of liberal democracy. But many more of us can see the system for what it really is.

These times are critical. In order for our species to reach its potential we have to reject the obscene notion that inequality is perfectly normal, that the future belongs to them, that this is all there is to the human experience. We have to reject the endgame of neoliberalism, shatter the foundations of what Sheldon Wolin aptly referred to as inverted totalitarianism. But more than reject, we also have to create alternatives which allow us to tune into the ever present frequency that allows compassion for all creatures to flourish.

As 2017 fades into a distant but terrifying nightmare, let’s make 2018 a new day.

Everything else won’t save us now.