For Fox sake
On Tuesday, I am going to be 31. Happy birthday to me.
I’m writing this now because it’s time for another of my blogbreaks. So take care of yourselves in the meantime, y’hear? Hugs and slightly premature cake all round.
Soundtrack to this post: The Fabulous Ones – Blackalicious
19 Jul 2005 10:51 pm
Conscience in an age of inertia
OK, no messing abaaaaht.
(1) See Ye Olde Monk’s post about the Peace Tax Seven, who refused to pay the military component of their income tax and are being prosecuted as a result.
(2) Visit their support website which introduces them and explains their conscientious objection.
(3) Consider supporting them by publicising their campaign, emailing them or giving money towards their legal costs.
Bob will then be our collective uncle.
(Sorry non-Brits, I’ve gone all limey vernacular-y again.)
I just got this in my email inbox:
Great forces are directing you to conform to the patterns of your society. You have DNA that has been handed down from generation to generation, coding repeated behaviour patterns into your being. You have archetypal energies setting the standards for how you behave as a man or a woman, as husband or wife, as father or mother …. You are immersed in consensual reality, whereby the world around you reflects societal understanding of how life has been and is to be.
At the same time, you have an even greater force within you inspiring you to wake up and recognize the reality of who you are. This force, the creative power underlying the entire universe, is urging you to create brand new standards of reality.
The status quo is blind to our creative power. Create a brand new world for yourself, one that meets your deepest needs, and you will help raise the quality of consciousness of the entire world.
“You must be the change you wish to see in the world.”
Soundtrack to this post: I’d Love To Change The World – Ten Years After
Least Surprising Information Of The Day – news just in
An official report by Chatham House and Economic and Social Research Council says that the UK is more at risk of terrorism since our cuddly CareBlair took us into Iraq.
Who’da thunk it?
Anyway, enough about all that. I’ve noticed my comment count goes down the more serious I get. Perhaps I shall write a post about marshmallows next.
Soundtrack to this post: Acid – Rubberoom
A lifetime of silence
Another suicide bombing in Baghdad. Happens most days, doesn’t it?
As the article says, “At least 26 Iraqis, almost all of them children, were killed in a car bomb attack in Baghdad on Wednesday” as well.
Those people have not been named, their photographs have not been in the international press, and, as Swiss says, we did not observe two minutes of silence for them.
For their bereaved families, our silence must seem permanent.
And oh look, there go a few more of our civil liberties:
“[Charles Clarke] wants to ensure that any non-British citizen suspected of inciting terrorism is deported immediately. … There would be agreements with North African countries to make sure asylum seekers were not tortured on return to their country of origin, says No 10.”
How would that conversation go?
“Excuse me, chaps, you wouldn’t mind not torturing this fellow when we send him back, would you?”
“Not at all, my good man, I will personally see to it that this national absconder and potential terrorist is treated like a long-lost brother the moment he sets foot on Algerian soil.”
What could possibly go wrong?
A small point, but one worth noting
Let’s get one thing straight. The three named men suspected of bombing London were British.
I don’t care where their parents came from years ago, or what their religion was, or what levels of melatonin were in their skin.
They were British.
This may seem a minor issue to you. But if Britain starts channelling its collective fear and indignation into attacking its own population – or rather, those of its population who happen to tan easily and have names like Shafiq and Tariq rather than John and Andrew – then we are in even worse trouble than we thought.
If you don’t want to sit next to any bearded men of south Asian ancestry on public transport from now on, that’s your prerogative. But you’d better hope or pray to your applicable deity that any future bomb isn’t detonated by a white or black or Pacific Asian maniac with a grudge. There are no guarantees.
edit: …and this mainstream BBC article is so them-and-us, it’s not even funny.
edit 2:… and the media is now reporting that the fourth bomber is “understood to be Jamaican-born Lindsey Germaine, who lived in Buckinghamshire”. So there we are: a suicide bomber who didn’t fit the visual stereotype. Hold the front page.
Soundtrack to this post: Lifelines – A-ha
And after the shock… the analysis.
I found these articles especially interesting, and surprisingly outspoken at a time when such sentiment is easily quashed for being “inappropriate”.
“The prime minister’s early return to Westminster was a fitting response to the carnage unleashed on the capital. It was the only hint of personal responsibility for our entanglement in a war that has made prime targets of innocent Britons.” – Faisal Bodi, The Guardian
“You talk about al-Qaeda. Have you forgotten who has bred al-Qaeda? … It’s the illegitimate child of America and Israel, but you name it Islam. This savagery is not Islam. It is coming from inside of you and it is now punching you. … You train terrorists and state terrorism.” – Ayatollah Emami-Kashani, BBC
Soundtrack to this post: I Fire Myself – Mary Timony
Tony Blair says terrorists will never intimidate “us” into changing “our way of life”.
Which “us” is that, Tony? The “us” who are driven to work in armoured cars flanked by armed secret service personnel? Or the “us” who take public transport to work?
When did you last hop on the tube to Westminster?
And please let us hear no more of this “Seven Seven” nonsense. Giving tragedy a brand name is a vanity peculiar to rich Western countries. I don’t remember Iraq branding any of their especially violent killings, although perhaps that’s because Iraqi people have been killed by bombs every day for years.
The world has been very kind. We are all touched by it. I’d like to take this opportunity to remember that all over the world people die daily in the same sickening way with no fanfare.
I am safe and sound. I hope you are too.
Most of my friends in town have confirmed they are safe too. Some have witnessed some nasty events and are extremely shaken.
Having been in a minor Tube fire last year – when I got all uppity about the lack of decent safety procedures in place for underground fires and gave an irate interview to BBC News about it – I can only imagine the horror and terror felt by those in the bombed trains.
London is wounded and in chaos.
The politicians will try to use this wave of public feeling for their own ends (Tony has already started), but we must not let them.
All we can think is that the timing of this attack was impeccable; with half the Met police up at Gleneagles protecting the top brass, it must’ve made the task easier for those responsible.
I’m probably not making much sense, so I will stop here.
Soundtrack to this post: a dignified silence.
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