outrage

It's 6.30pm on August 8 2011. If Visigoths had been on our shores we would not feel any more vulnerable than we are.  What is happening to this land? Thugs  of all ages are destroying parts of London. Rural crime is reported to be escalating, with tractos being stolen from farms; even a church bell being stolen for scrap metal. Drain covers from the roads are being stolen for scrap. The financial markets are in continuing trouble.  There is evidence all around us of moral collapse. I hear the Home Secretary and other politicians telling us that they are 'absolutely clear' that there is no excuse for this. Hundreds will get community orders and such flimsy punishments. At the same time there is evidence of faith in the laws of God being abandoned, as people have just walked away from the groups that proclaim the Gospel of Jesus Christ and the ethical demands of other faith systems. Most of us feel utterly outraged by what we see happening. We are reluctant to cry 'To prayer, all is lost' because some of us remember the years of  the second world war,. when the destruction was much greater. But at least then we had identified the enemy. This time the enemy is our own people eating society from within. Surely a return to the practical values and disciplines of faith is now essential, There are thousands of good people of all ages around, who must make their presence felt.

redtops

How can any self-respecting person now buy the 'red top' papers aka the Sun and the Mirror? They may have reservations about the others, but these have become an offence to truth.It has always been suspected that some of their 'stories' are created from a miasma of invention and illegal prying, and there is only one way to register a protest: refuse to buy them. I became a trainee reporter with the Derby Evening Telegraph in 1948 and it was drilled into me then that  truth was sacred. Of course there are ways to present facts in such a way that they are compelling but the criteria for any news item is that it should be 'new, true and interesting'. The way Chris Jefferies was treated over the murder of a woman in Bristol was a disgrace based on speculation. The papers that pilloried this man are rightly being punished, but hardly with the severity that will prevent them from offending again. The way they work  to feed the apparent public taste for vulgarity is such that we must express disgust with them. Red tops dominate the piles of papers in newsagents' shops: a powerful indication of the sad lives that many people lead. NOTE: public meeting Sunday September 4 7.15 at PICL Palace, Congregational church car park,  Kng Street Newcastle, Staffs. 'Can we trust the media'.

Guilty

Things are happening 'out there' about which I can do nothing. It is not yet nine o'clock in the morning and already I feel guilty about being useless. Worse follows: I start feeling guilty about feeling guilty! I am old, and the hardest exercise I take is putting on my own socks of a morning. So what am I supposed to do about the Greek debt crisis? How can I influence Rupert Murdoch? I can send £10 to UNICEF to deal with the Somali famine, but can anything I say make the gun-mad factions see sense? We know too much. Way back as a 'copy taster' on a provincial evening paper I had to sift what mattered from the shoals of material pouring off what in those days were 'the wires' from local, national and international news sources. There was always too much. What, of all the things happening around the world, do we really 'need to know'? Ancient peasantry had never heard of China, never mind what was happening there. Good news brought 'from Ghent to Aix' took days. Marathon runners gave way to to pigeons, to telephones, to morse code, and now to instant technology so that we know what's happening before it has happened. ' Breaking News' is on our screens by the minute. So.... I have said my prayers, and have switched to Classic FM, alternating with R3 and R5Sport extra  (Can somebody silence Boycott?).  Now all I have to fret about is whether rain will interferer with the Lord's test. But hang on there's an Indian fast bowler with a hamstring problem.  So what with that, and the rain, I have something positive to worry about. So needn't feel guilty at all.

Divine hacker

There are uncanny similarities in Psalm 139 to events now coming to light in the summer of 2011.  As a journalist I am especially interested in the motivations of those who go to any lengths to unearth and report a 'scoop': information which is assumed to be of interest to the general public. Often this information is about personal things people would prefer that others did not know. Is the writer of this psalm complaining about, or celebrating, the fact that God knows all there is to know about him? It is a hacker's guide:  'O Lord you have searched me and you know me.  You know when I sit and when I rise. You pereive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down. You are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord....  such knowledge is too wonderful for me; too lofty for me to attain.'  Verse 19 suddenly drops this open-hearted submission to the all-seeing hacker, and lashes into some unknown monster, using language we may link to unwelcome prying eyes: 'If only you would slay the wicked, O God. Away from, me, you bloodthirsty men....Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord, and abhor those who rise up against you?  Then submission returns: 'Search me O God and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.'   

Too fast

Reasons for creating a new high speed railway link from London to Manchester and possibly beyond are strongly being urged by those who think it will help the national economy. This hugely expensive plan is being vigorously opposed by those who say it will damage the environment, and uproot communities along the way. I read today that Chinese engineers believe that it would be 'easy' to build such a line, and they can't understand why there might be any opposition to it at all. There is a kind of inevitability behind any suggested project which is promoted on the grounds that it may make for greater economic success. There is a less strident body putting forward the view that faster is not necessarily better, and that the quality of British life does not depend on the frenzied demand for 'growth'. Speed is a false god. It is laughable to imagine that a journey from north to south of the United Kingdom could be accomplished 20 minutes or so faster by spending immense sums of money on rapid technology. What does the average person do with 20 minutes of spare time in either London or Manchester? It would be far more profitable to teach people in business, politics, the arts, etc, how to expedite their business more efficiently. Time spent in meetings of all kinds would be reduced if those taking part just got to the point, and business was properly marshalled. We are being held to ransom by procrastinators, and verbose ego-trippers. A national course on effective spoken precis would save us millions in unnecessary waffle, eliminate the need for fast trasport to get people to time-wasting events, and allow us more freedom to enjoy the slow, peaceful pace of what's left of this glorious country.

dying

We all do it.  Rich and poor, young and old, famous and nonentities, believers and atheists. Sooner or later the call comes and we have to go. Now that religion and its associated belief in life beyond death are regarded as old fashioned relics, the general assumption is that life ends at physical death. There is a folksy hope that the bereaved will meet their deceased loved ones 'up there' and that they are somehow 'watching over us'. But that belief cannot be tested wsith the forensic rigour of experiments with material stuiff like bodies. We live at a time of general denial of spiritual things. There is flesh and blood, and brains, but nothing else. It makes no sense to suggest that anything else is real. But what do we really know about flesh and blood and brains? We understand only a fraction of what there is yet to learn about ourselves, or the physical universe. We can hardly ask a coherent question about the size of the cosmos. We know surprisingly little about the way the brain works, and how it relates to  the mind. There is no answer to the big question: 'Why is there something and not nothing?'  That being so, the collected experiences of those who report psychic events is at least as good evidence for truth as anything that physical scientists propose. We have become so accustomed to thinking that the material world is all that can be taken seriously that spiritual reality is widely dismissed. Psychic researchers and religious believers assert, all the same, that life continues after mortal death. 'Life expectancy' is far from the usual assumption about phsyical longevity. The evidence of things heard, seen and felt by thousands of sane, rational people tells of events which have no cause apart from, psychic agencies.For some reason traditional churches are unwilling to speak openly about this, but it moves the issue of 'assisted dying', for example, into a different arena. The general assumption that death is the ultimate tragedy is wrong. Death is far from tragedy: it is the supreme adventure..

Parallel

Among all the exciting thoughts now being pursued by scientists is one about a parallel universe. Research into matter/anti matter suggests that this world is a reflection of cosmic reality in which there is a  parallel system of life, or maybe more, which  impinge on the world as we know it. None of this is entirely new, as Plato (born 429BC) wrote about an equally real parallel world in which there were 'forms' or 'ideas' like goodness, beauty and equality which interpenetrate our world, and which could transform our materialistic values if we took them to heart. We may be moving towards the discovery of a source of spiritual energy which is what Jesus the Christ referred to as the Kingdom of God, and to which he invited us to pray, as to 'our Father in heaven.' Some people in the corporeal world are especially sensitive to this other world. The idea was also defined by William  James in his classic 'Varieties of Religious Experience' (1902. as something 'more'.  He wrote: 'The world of our present consciousness is only one of many worlds of consciousness that exist and that those worlds must contain experiences which have a meaning for our life also, and that  although in the main their experiences and those of this world keep discrete, yet the two become continuous at certain points and higher energies filter in.. I can of course put myself into the sectarian scientist's attitude and imagine that the world of sensations and scientifiuc laws may be all. But  whenever I do this I hear the inward monitor whisper the word 'bosh'. Humbug is humbug even though in bears the scientific name. Human experience invincibly urges me beyond the scientific bounds.'

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