Saturday, 14 December 2019

A Slogan And An Enemy





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He did not need a programme, a manifesto or a vision. All that Donald Trump needed as he ran for the Presidency of the United States was a slogan, and an enemy.

He successfully demonised Hillary Clinton. She, he said, "lies like crazy about everything".  He called her "crooked Hillary".  His supporters lapped it up.   Who can forget the crowds chanting "lock her up, lock her up", led of all people, by a retired Army General.

The programme, the plan, was summed up in four words Make America Great Again.  He did not have to define the greatness that supposedly had been lost; he did not have to say what a renewed greatness would look like; he did not have to set out a plan to "renew" that greatness.

He did not need to do any of those things - his devoted supporters, perhaps 20,000 of them in a gathering place, all wearing MAGA hats knew what he meant. They were excited. They knew that he was not running against Hillary Clinton.  He was running against the first and only black skinned American President, Barack Obama.

Liberal Democrats could  not get excited about Hillary Rodham Clinton's campaign.  It seemed to owe more to  a liberal think tank than to a passion to serve the people.  (even so, she won the popular vote but lost the election because of the American peculiarity of the elitist  Electoral College).

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Boris Johnson also had a slogan "Get Brexit Done".  

When the Brexit referendum was approved, Mr. Johnson wet his finger and put it in the air to feel which way the wind was blowing.
He decided that it was a Brexit favourable wind. Not that he had any strong convictions about the matter, but that he had his eyes on the prize of the Premiership.  He had  lied through his teeth before the referendum. His side won.  72% of those eligible voted.  Of that 72%:  52% were in favour of Brexit, 48% opposed, hardly the manifest will of the people which Johnson claimed.

All he had to do was bide his time until Prime Minister Theresa May failed.  Then his moment came.

He and his minions found it easy to demonize Jeremy Corbyn. He was likened to Stalin.  He was villainized as "extreme far left" (even though his manifesto was utterly in line with the traditional Labour Party in the days before Tony Blair moved the party to the centre right).

He was accused of being anti-Semitic.  This is probably not the case, but sadly he was unwilling to condemn the anti-Semitism of the fringe members of the Labour Party.

Odd thing  - the extreme right and the extreme left are often united in their anti-Semitism.

Given the public sentiment in England and Wales  (though not  in Scotland and Northern Ireland) Boris Johnson's win was "easy peasy".  Like Hillary Clinton, Jeremy Corbyn failed to excite a majority of  voters (even though prosperous southern Cities such as my home City of Bristol; and London voted overwhelmingly for Labour).

Corbyn sometimes comes over  to me as a J. Alfred Prufrockian character:


Deferential, glad to be of use,

Politic, cautious, and meticulous;

Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;




From the Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Elliot.

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NOW COMES THE HARD PART.

It is more than likely that Premier Johnson will introduce legislation to effect the Brexit withdrawal on Jan 31st 2020. His parliamentary majority will approve. (Though Boris may ask the E.U. to delay the date)

But that's not the hard part.  It's a bit like this:  pulling out the plug from the socket for an electrical appliance in your home is not the same as having your house re-wired.

Jan 31st (if that is the date) is pulling the plug.

But the next year or more will be the re-wiring, i.e. re-negotiating the many treaties and agreements which have bound the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland to the European Community.

Does Prime Minister Johnson have the stomach and patience for these prolonged negotiations?






Friday, 13 December 2019

What made the cut this week.



On the left as you look at the photo' Zion's Wednesday incision.

On the right  Dr. Bogart's Friday incision.  

MOHS SURGERY THIS MORNING.

Incisive comments are welcome, but please, no cutting remarks.

Thursday, 12 December 2019

Prince Zion of Sarasota (the perfect dog) bit me

Or maybe he didn't.



Last evening, 11th Dec 2019 I was having my usual good night snuggle with Zion.

He, quite out of character, barked in the midst of our love fest.

And I, to my great surprise, suffered a Zion bite to my forehead.



Oh my dear, precious and wonderful Zion.

I know that you did not mean to bite me;  but as you barked, your teeth and my forehead came into connection. 

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Of course I did not scold Zion.  He did not growl or snarl,he simply "woofed".

What I suppose is that as I cuddled with Zion some outside noise spooked him, so he barked, and hit my forehead by mistake.

He always  lets out just one deep throat-ed bark when ever a person or dog is close to my front door.  That's good.

Indeed, if a passing butterfly farts, Z. lets out a strong bark



U.K. General Election

The voting is today.  

We will not know the full result until Friday 'cause the Brits  (thank goodness) still use paper ballots, to be counted by hand. In some constituencies the count will not begin until Friday morning.

Whatever the result, know this

Boris Johnson is a lying weasel.


Wednesday, 11 December 2019

Do you know this place?

Photo' taken of a postcard which I found in my ex-bankers box of treasures.

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It was probably more than twenty five years ago that I, staying in a Hotel in Paris,  tuned into a silly and lovely British sit-com called "Waiting for God".  ( French T.V. in those days was less exciting than watching molasses running up a hill).

As I watched the outdoor shots I thought "surely I know that place".

I waited for the credits at the end of the show which confirmed my suspicions.

The outdoor shots were from a lesser mansion in the village of Farmoor (near Oxford), known as Oaken Holt.

Gosh and be-golly, indeed I knew Oaken Holt.  I worked there in the early 1970's when it was the home of the Westminster Bank Staff College.   I was a tutor at what were called "Induction Courses" for  newly recruited Bankers, which  wasn't that much of a big deal.

When the T.V. programme was over I called my brother Martyn, in England,  who by happenstance had just been watching 'Waiting for God" in England, even as I had been viewing it in France.

I was tickled pink!  

Did you ever watch "Waiting for God"?  

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waiting_for_God_(TV_series)


















Tuesday, 10 December 2019

Music for the time of the year: The wild and wonderful; and the deep and peaceful. Good for believers and non-believers one and allli

The wild and wonderful - fabulous for the Christian season of Advent; utterly wonderful for all.

(thank you Mark D for the head tip on this link)

https://youtu.be/c1SiaCV26aQ


John the Baptist   (as you have never seen him before) in London

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The deep and the peaceful from Ireland;  set to gorgeous music by John Rutter and sung by Libera

https://youtu.be/Eve2y-P-Zjk


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Libera

John Rutter



Monday, 9 December 2019

Cafe Baci nails it (truth in humour)






As well as having a deserved reputation for excellent Italian food, Sarasota's Cafe Baci is also known for its corny or funny signs.

Today's took the biscuit.  I couldn't stop to take a photo' 'cause of heavy traffic.  But here is what it said:


If you are paying $5 for a bottle of smart water then it isn't working.


(Tee and Hee from Mee)


Sunday, 8 December 2019

The Human Costs Of Urban Environmental Degradation..


Little Village, Chicago.



A vitally important paper by my friend Derrick Z Jackson.


https://prospect.org/greennewdeal/toxic-injustices-little-village-chicago/?fbclid=IwAR3P5VaXteoezK8KF3wfiiAYjhkVjbn-vZDmBZINsYABUbCd8VdxZ8S27QY#.Xeq0tiZA3x8.facebook