A broken toe or at least the knuckle part has rendered it almost impossible for me to walk across the room. I must look like a very poor surfer as I flay my arms out in every direction with each step.
The thing is I don’t really know how I did it. I mean I can remember stubbing my toe on the step the day before but that was one of those swear like mad for thirty seconds and then it was gone moments. Waking up this morning with my foot swollen and in so much pain does not make sense when related to that.
The Cat, who I rescued from a life in a hedgerow only a few months ago I might add, has shown his true colours by allowing me to sit down before demanding the door to be opened. I was expecting a little more in the sympathy stakes than that. Billy-Bob (Named because he has an almost toothless grin and was the only name I could think of that sounded like a hick name) has taken over the house and nothing would change my mind that they remember that they were once worshipped as Gods.
To add to my woes I have come across what must be the meanest mosquito in the Northern hemisphere. I have a six foot fourteen stone frame and yet she chose the one spot that would cause the most discomfort. You got it she bit me on my broken toe. I now can’t satisfy the overwhelming urge to itch it without sending a thousand volts of pain shooting up my leg.
Seeing as I have an almost Budistic way of thinking about the natural world it seems a little unfair to be honest.
PS: Female because only they have mouth parts. Make what you will of that.
I really do not get what all this fuss is about in America at the moment. There was an election and one candidate won and the other lost. In my humble opinion both candidates were a joke right from the start, but at the end of the day you have a new president.
All these marches (Well parades really) what is that going to achieve? What difference does it make? Just because you don’t like the democratic vote does not give you the right to go and lay on the floor like a child in a tantrum.
What has made any country great has always been the people and not the elected leader and it pays to remember that. Most of the people moaning and it would have been the same no matter what the outcome, do not have first -hand knowledge about Trump. From what I can see and my knowledge too only comes from the media, points to him being an ego fuelled business man who knows how to win.
That ego might well be the point here as it needs feeding and Trump needs to be successful because of it. He can’t be bought that is for sure and so success and possibly a second term would feed that ego well. That could well be to the benefit of the American people.
The media paint a pretty bad picture of him morally wise and if only half of it is true then he would not be the kind of person I would want at my table but corruption and low moral standards fits in well previous holders of this title. However, his morals do not make him bad at his job. You employ someone to do a job it is not necessary that you are required to like them as well.
Clinton herself had plenty of corrupt moments and I am sure we would have seen the same bleating and moaning if she had got in but she didn’t so buckle down for the ride.
The most sensible thing people can do is to get behind him and wish him the best. If you were on an aeroplane and you happened to dislike the pilot you would still wish him the safest journey possible, well Trump leads your country right now and you are part of that journey.
If Trump makes a mess of things, then everyone opposed to him can say we knew it would happen but until then you are only guessing. I am not a fan of his but I have a sneaking feeling that he might do better than people think.
The media is dividing you as a nation and its not Trump or Clinton that is doing it. Most of you do not know these people with any first- hand knowledge any better than I do. You gain your opinions and understanding from a media that will be heavily leaning towards political views it supports. This mass control is painful to watch.
America is a great nation and it is great because of the people not its leaders whomever they are. Once the media divides you it creates pits of festering hate and frustration that spills into the very fabric of society. This does no good to yours or anyone else’s cause or beliefs.
As for the voting system, well if you disagree with the fairness of that, it would seem to me that might well be a reason to push for change. That said, would you have been happy with it if it was your chosen candidate that won? Have you been happy with it in the past?
People need to come together and dividing a nation because of a political power is just weakening no matter what your view or stand point. You can’t change it by violence or spitting hate as that just breeds more and allows those that want carnage to slip in under the radar and add their bit.
Trump may well go on to be the worst President ever, I can’t and nor can you know that at this stage. Everything we say will be heavily influenced by a media that is feeding off the hysteria it has created. Unless we sit with him one day we can’t possibly know his real intentions, second guessing or jumping on the next doom laden story will not help the common man or even back up your own views.
He got in instead of a corrupt lawyer, so on a personal level I think both candidates were about as poor as you could get and viewing from a distance it has all the hallmarks of a giant game show, and just like a game show it’s the media running it.
Pull together and not apart, you can’t change a single thing no matter what your views by spitting venom and dividing.
As soon as an atheist like myself mentions religion the theists gather up their weapons ready to pounce. I sometimes feel the venom before I have finished writing.
So, when the subject came up on the topic of whether religion should be taught in schools I think some people were prepared for my views to be somewhat controversial. However, in truth, I feel that religion is a very important part of our history, and it should definitely be taught in schools.
By that I don’t mean children should be indoctrinated into any particular religion of that country and nor do I think for one moment that they should be coaxed into thinking that the word of the Bible or any other holy book should be thought of as factual. What I would rather see is the history of all the main religions being taught so that children could see how people’s thought patterns from different cultures and throughout history have shaped society.
We also need to remember that religion was our first real attempt at science as it looked to the stars and made us try and explain our existence. We of course knew nothing then and so were mostly just guessing. There is a reason why bacteria and microbes and viruses are not mentioned in the Bible, this was simply because man did not know they existed.
Religions have given us other things that are worthy of mentioning, we have wonderful pieces of art and some of the architecture spawned by a belief in a certain religions introduced us to a creativity that may not of existed if those beliefs have not been followed. I find it hard to gaze up at a Cathedral and not be awed by the sheer beauty and power of such buildings. Some of the buildings and architecture of the Moores intrigues me and make me think about the history of that area. Other Gothic type buildings take me in another direction and this is all good for the senses and it is completely possible for us to enjoy this but still not believe in the religion that spawned it.
No I think the history of religions should be taught in our schools but nobody should be forced to believe in a particular type of religion. As that is simply brain washing a person into believing that a certain type of religion is the real one and the others are fake, somewhere someone will be saying the exact same thing about theirs.
History, culture and art are all things that should be taught and various religions have had their influence in that, and so to learn about them and how they shaped our lives is very important.
I never met TK Chin in real life although I knew her for a number of years online. In truth, the percentage of time that TK spent in my life was very small but the impact she had was massive. I always felt happy and relaxed when we spoke. There was never a hint at anything other than friendship and yet she knew how to flatter without being sexual or romantic and that is a skill in itself.
A lot of her life was private, I don’t even know what the intials TK stood for, I never knew if she had a boyfriend or partner, I don’t know all that much about her business really and yet we talked about the world and all its amazing beauty with a passion we clearly both shared. Food and travel and a love for nature were very high on her own interests and most of our conversations centred around those three topics.
She saw life as something that needed to be explored, and I will always fall in love with people who do that, because it bleeds into me and how I feel about this brief moment in time we have on this planet. TK embraced everything and that is why she has left so many friends like me mourning her death.
Her death came as a shock to us not just because of her young age but also because she seemed so alive. She kept her illness to herself right until the end and in a way, that amplified the shock to us her online friends. We have to respect that she had her reasons and I guess she felt that she would not lose her fight, I know for a fact that she loved life so much that she would have held on to the very end.
Her legacy to me is that it has made me think very deeply about letting people know if you care or love them. Live each day and squeeze the beauty out of every drop of rain and shard of sunlight. Learn and grow and plan and take action. Never say goodbye to a life that was not lived at the end of your own journey. Fill it when you can with knowledge and positive energy.
TK lived her life in a way that many do not and her love of travel and food I am sure would have led to many books on the subject, I can only imagine how her life would have unfolded.
TK Chin you are gone now, but thank you for being what I consider a true friend. In truth, I and hundreds of other people will keep you alive with our memories for many years to come.
Where did we lose the England we once remembered? Was it back in the day when we welcomed the mixing pot of cultures that was supposed to open up a door to a new world of food and art? Was that the beginning of the end?
We can’t blame the influx of early migration for what is happening on our streets now. We did gain by opening our arms to other nations. Britain became alive with color and vibrancy and it was a good thing that it shed its dour grey meat and two veg image. There were early warning signs back then though.
People like Enoch Powell were largely considered bigoted racists and in truth I think some were but he was not completely wrong as one thing began to happen which I think was the turning point. We did not heed the one clear warning that made sense. We started to allow communities to isolate themselves and create little pockets of their own culture and beliefs. This meant we were no longer just enjoying new experiences and being educated, we were no longer learning and growing we were being separated.
Of course, many were peaceful, large China town areas sprung up in cities and largely are no problem as an example, but this was not the case in other minority communities that were growing all the time. Black and Asian strongholds became larger and to the point where there were some areas where it was not safe to be a white person. This in turn bred a backlash and atrocities happened on both sides of the fence so to speak. This should have been the warning but it went unheeded.
Instead of the promised multi culture Britain embracing each other in a sharing and learning community we simply allowed fractures across the very fabric of society to form, fractures where a dis-chanted youth quickly flooded into and reinforced the growing separation.
Even then our England could have been changed but saved.
Then in marched the liberalism that strengthened the belief that all minorities must be protected to the point that they can do no wrong. With this attitude raising a flag of surrender to our common ground so high it could be seen from around the world we opened up the floodgates. For every refugee that ran to our shores and needed help, another would be alongside them with no real rights or need to be here. This grew until it was so out of control that it was almost impossible to say how many illegal people lived in the UK. Many of these people sought anonymity amongst their own kind who had built up large areas within our cities of their own.
Unlike the first generation who did at least in part understand their role in a changing Britain this second generation looked on it like it was and is their right. Many not carrying the patriotism of past generations and most feeling ties to their bloodline.
Then came the biggest mistake of all. We not only allowed separation but we pandered to other belief systems like religion. We should have tolerated people living in our communities as long as they embraced the western world with its own values already embedded in by the blood still staining the ground of two world wars. Instead we did nothing but watch our society crumble and be taken over as Mosques appeared among the old Victorian buildings and memories of an old England began to fade. Not the odd one or two but currently 1700 and around another 2000 prayer halls.
This was the mistake, allowing religion to set its root in our soil and how we are suffering for it. It is too late to stop this now and those that support Islam are growing at a rate that means for certain a change in how the country will be labelled in the future.
Of course, not all Muslims are bad people in the same way that not all Catholic priests are child abusers, but as the Islamic stranglehold continues so will radicalism grow in direct proportion too. As our governments have seemed powerless to come up with a solution the inevitable will happen and there will be a rise of vigilante style groups often under the guise of a minor political force appearing on our streets. This will only damage things further and innocent people on both sides of the fence will mostly be the victims.
We should have stopped all this when we could have and not allowed other religions to take a foothold in our society. The people yes, but not the open support of a belief system that did not belong in England. There is much talk of deporting known extremist supporters but you can’t deport a person born here.
Our only hope now lies with the Muslim community itself, we need them to inform British police of possible radicalised members of its Mosques. They need to stand up and teach their youth the values needed for society to continue in a place of tolerance and positive growth.
All religions die out in the end as others take their place but for the next few generations at least the melting pot will become a cauldron of hate.