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THE BOOK OF MORMON - Van Wezel Performing Arts Hall, Sarasota, FL. 11th Jan 2020

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Edgy.
Not a bit subtle.
Raunchy.  
"Adult" language.
Very funny! (tears in your eyes at times).
Unmemorable "formula music" (You don't leave whistling a tune!)
Under it all, a telling critique of western colonialist  missionary efforts in Africa. 
Mormons get the rap in this show, but it could have been about any christian fundamentalist missionary group.


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With the wonderful bonus of leaving the Van Wezel by the Bayside entrance and exit, to be greeted  the lovely bay.





If Cats Could Text (OR DOGS)

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In truth I learned from the Humane Society not to make a fuss when I leave my home without Zion, not so much as saying good bye.  Thus my dog learns that I will leave and I will return  - it's all part of our life together, So when I leave our home Zion knows that this is normal, and  that he does not need to be anxious.  
What I wrote above is just for fun.

First Day At Work

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What does a 15 year old know about anything?

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What did the 15 year old John Michael Povey know about anything?

Not as much as he thought he knew.


More than adults believed he knew.

So it was that sixty years when the Synagogue in Bristol, U.K. was defaced with anti-Semitic graffiti I know that something was wrong.  So I wrote to my best high school friend Stephen Meyer and his parents to express my sadness and disgust.

Stephen's parents had escaped from Germany in 1939. A mere twenty years later they encountered hatred in England.

I don't know why I wrote, so I take no credit  -  it was just that something in me told me that something was wrong. (Maybe that was because I had spent so many happy hours in their home.)

They wrote back, saying that my letter had been like a breath of fresh air.

Sixty years later I am still in touch with Stephen. I last saw him in Shrewsbury, Shropshire about five years ago,  Two old men re-united and reminisced.

Sixty years later the venom of anti-semitism still spreads it's deadly evil.  So much…

Send in the metaphor police

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This morning on the locally broadcast WBUR programme "On Point",   Gideon Rose of Foreign Affairs Magazine said that the President had


Unleashed a can of worms.

(That'll larn them Iranians!)
Makes the imagination run wild.

My last encounter with ecclesiastical fame. YOU'LL KNOW THIS NAME!

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So, I've told you about Bishop Tompkins, Dr. Visser 't Hooft, and Archbishop Bloom.  They might as well be ancient history!

The best was yet to come.

Before I get to the juicy bit,  you will remember that due to the oddities of the Church of England I met my sponsoring Bishop (Tompkins) only once.

The same was true of the Bishop who ordained me as Deacon in June 1976.  Oliver Tompkins had retired and the new Bishop was John Tinsley.

The one and only time we met was when he ordained me to the Diaconate.   The Universe intervened, so that after this ordination I made my way to serve a parish in the U.S.A. 

(My move to the U.S.A, in 1976, and my naturalization in 1984 changed my life for the good.  I am grateful.  Never forget when you met me that I am an immigrant!)

NOW the juicy bit  -  which still brings tears to my eyes.

'Twas in about 2002/2003 that one day I was having lunch with my friend and colleague the Revd. Dr. Andrew McGowan  at the now closed Episcopal Divinity School…