Category Political Leadership

The Lying Toad is Back, the Tousled Look, the Winning Smirk, Our Leader…

The prose piece that follows begins with the mismatch in the UK, between the present Prime Minister’s relative popularity on the one hand, and his long established disregard for the Nolan Principles of ethical conduct on the other. The piece provides a reminder that our Prime Minister has… Continue reading The Lying Toad is Back, the Tousled Look, the Winning Smirk, Our Leader...

Making the Earth Whole

The voice of truth is bound to be a lonely one. That would seem to be a rule in human life.  For a race in question, it spells disaster.

These three articles are worth reading, if you have not already read them :

From the BBC 

From the Independent 

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The Establishing of Ground

The reference here is to a book and an image I keep referring to. It is called “I and Thou” and is by Martin Buber.

Buber compares two essential ways of reaching out beyond the Self to meet the world : one is I – It (my object) and the… Continue reading The Establishing of Ground

Songs from our Seclusion (congratulations, Keir Starmer)

What can poetry offer our enforced Corona seclusion, this locked-in time of question, tension, upset and loss, this desert time ?

In some eras and cultures, poetry has played and still plays a major role in the community’s life. In others, barely… Continue reading Songs from our Seclusion (congratulations, Keir Starmer)

Britain’s Return to Health

 

I want to talk about the British Labour Party which – despite everything – still occupies the ground I look to for the beginning of this nation’s regeneration and return to health.

But “ground” is one thing ; the withered and stunted vegetation I see presently over-running and littering… Continue reading Britain's Return to Health

Cat Vies with Hard Drive for my Soul

Our race has re-made the world to be a reflection of our own chaotic inner lives and processes. We’ve fashioned our environment in such a way that it has become our self-portrait (if we dare to look). Perhaps we see ourselves for the first time, when we look… Continue reading Cat Vies with Hard Drive for my Soul

What does “Advisor” mean in Toadland ?

Semantics – the study of words and their meanings – is an important subject, after all. I used to hang back from it as being peripheral, academic, finickity, pedantic. But now, especially in this era when the Lie is so greatly in the ascendant, I see more… Continue reading What does “Advisor” mean in Toadland ?

Where the Hoodlums Are

The stanza was written and uploaded on the day the UK left the EU, January 31st, 2020. The picture is of a tower built in Victorian times in belated tribute to the great William Tyndale. It stands on the edge… Continue reading Where the Hoodlums Are

High Noon is Nearly Upon Us. Where’s the Sheriff ?

Around the world, the hoodlums and outlaws are running amok, in their suits of armour made of lies. By contrast, the sheriffs seem downcast, overwhelmed and on the run. I feel downcast and overwhelmed, too. Might it mean that I’m a sheriff, in disguise ? But there is no star in my cupboard.

The picture I… Continue reading High Noon is Nearly Upon Us. Where's the Sheriff ?

Toad and the Bong

Some of the more ardent Tory Brexiters seem very exercised that, after all, Big Ben will not be breaking into song when the UK vacates the EU and seeks alternative residence in their delinquent yet decrepit Brexit wonderland.

And the lying Mr Toad, our bouncy new Prime Minister, is coming… Continue reading Toad and the Bong

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