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Terrorism

16 Tuesday Apr 2013

Posted by Rob in bomb, communication, death, explosion, Fear, Freedom fighter, peace, terrorism, terrorist, war

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ExplosionI like to think that there is always another way to look at things. I often find “perceived wisdom” to be desperately unwise. Terrorist attacks prompt predictable responses from the status quo: “we will never give in to terrorism”, “the perpetrators will be relentlessly pursued”, “this is just senseless violence”, “the slaughter of innocents is never justified”, and so on. The outrage and passions expressed are understandable, but do they help?

We all want peace, don’t we? But not peace at any price. Which says to me, we want peace on our terms. Which is exactly the same as saying, we want to fight until our aims are achieved or our enemy gives in. So maybe, we don’t want peace enough.

Ah yes, I hear you say, but they started it. Well, did they? And even if they did, does that mean that they can have no grievance (real or imagined)? And, if they have a grievance (real or imagined), could we address it?

I utterly condemn the methods employed by terrorists. Problem is, every time we kill a terrorist, two more seem to step into the breach. We’ve been killing them for years but they keep coming. A dispassionate observer might imagine that terrorists actually believe their actions to be justified. Is there a way, other than killing, to persuade them that they are wrong? More of the same tactics doesn’t seem intelligent.

“Senseless violence” just says to me that we don’t understand: no-one really believes that terrorists plant bombs for fun. “Relentless pursuit” is another way of saying “carry on as before”. Is “we will never give in to terrorism” just another way of saying “we’re still not listening”? And, if we’re still not listening, what will it take?

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Funeral

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Posted by Rob in burial, death, Life

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death, funeral, life, musings, thoughts, wake

toastingWe said goodbye to a good friend today. Freda was wonderful to be with; never had a bad word to say about anyone; enjoyed her life; took sustenance and real delight in the people and events around her. Even in her late eighties, she had a sense of fun and mischief that lit up the room.  We will miss her. 

You expect a funeral to be a sad occasion and, in some ways, I suppose it was.  But I think the mood was more one of celebration and gratitude for what Freda had given us and relief that she didn’t suffer for long.

I hope there are no long faces when I shake off this coital maul.  I’ve had a good life.  I want folk to raise a glass and say a happy goodbye.  Wear a red dress, have a drink on me and give me a smile.

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Here and Now

10 Thursday Jan 2013

Posted by Rob in Babies, burial, Competition, death, Fiction, Life, Uncategorized, Writing

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Competition, death, life, musings, thoughts, writing

The Inkwell’s monthly “Half-hour Challenge” competition, themed “Bells” for January.

GraveyardWhat you can see or can’t see depends upon where your eyes are and which way they’re pointing; the light; and what’s in the way. I can see a hand. I think it’s mine, though I can’t seem to prompt any movement. The hand is lying on a patch of vertical lawn. No, maybe horizontal lawn, viewed from equally horizontal head. Beyond the lawn is a huge yew tree; behind that, a graveyard and a church. A bell is ringing, slow and sonorous, like a death march. “Dong” he says: walk this way. Again “dong”: slow and sober, but not distracted or deviated, please. “Dong”: inevitability is overwhelming. “Dong”: the birds twitter on regardless.
It’s a sunny day. I can feel the warmth on my back. A shiny black fly burbles and bumbles around the gravestones, busy and blissfully unaware. Dandelion seeds drift by me, riding the warm breeze.
Everything is here and now. Life goes on apace. Bodies lie in their graves but don’t complain. Babies are born and complain about everything. Children grow and learn their lot. The bell tolls for another who shakes off the mantle of time and returns to the earth.

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