The Life And Times.

Thursday, 26 December 2013

The New Year comes....


Happy New Year.

The table sits in darkened room
Its fare all spent its contents strewn
All use now ended, empty shell
A place where memories now dwell.

For this is last years empty table
Feasted on by all those able
Some who sat and joined the fest
Have left our mortal life to rest.

Friends anew have stepped on board
As life continues rest assured
For in the light of room next door
The circle starts again once more.

A brand new table full to flowing
What's entailed not ours for knowing
Life will guide you have no fear
So take your place for this New Year.

Dine on newly laid out feast
When hope and faith are all increased
And welcome what the new year brings
As midnight bells chime 12 strong rings.

Have a good 2021 all.

Thursday, 19 December 2013

The BBC Bland, Boring,Contentious.

On a day when a common thief has his life and times celebrated by no less than the British Broadcasting Association one wonders just what we can expect to see in the future.
 I wonder had Genghis Khan been around when the BBC had reporters, cameras and large amounts of taxpayers money to waste then no doubt he would have had two live docs and an invite to Celebrity Come Dancing, oh and no doubt he would have explained that his past was his past and he is a changed man, just like Biggs said he was "once a crook", sorry Mr Biggs, once a crook always a crook.
You see, I hate to put a dampener on this party but the facts speak rather louder than the man himself, that in itself is no small task given his gob was big enough for 10 such bullies of his ilk. This is a man who savagely beat a train driver over the head because he wanted to steal. That's all there is to it. He is no hero, he shouldn't rest in peace he should rot in hell and the BBC should follow on in his footsteps for once again wasting our money on such clap trap. The fact this program about a a sadistic pure thug comes so soon after the ridiculously extensive Mandela coverage should not be surprising, indeed I am awaiting a huge announcement that the Beeb have done a fly on the wall documentary during Mandela's funeral and followed the family around until the burial and even now have two reporters and an outside broadcast team monitoring "life after Mandela's death" followed by "Has he risen yet?"
Don't get me wrong, Mandela was a man of true grit, he was not an angel and in fact at one point was deemed a terrorist after the ANC turned to violence, but the big difference between Mandela and Biggs is that Mandela did it for a cause, to help free his country, Biggs did it for greed to fill his pockets.
So why is Auntie Beeb showing highlights of a low life's career instead of the highlights of say Jim Flint's career for instance, who, as a decorated Lancaster Bomber was 100 recently and sadly passed away today?
Simple. Biggs was a big mouth, a low life, a crook, but he also believed in his heart of hearts that he was a respectable villain and he dragged ALL  the wishy washy liberal minded middle and upper class with him on a wave of undeserved notoriety and ill-judged respect. The rest of us ditch walking lower classes knew exactly what Biggs was, a thieving bully and a scumbag, no more no less. The reason an ex Lancaster pilot doesn't get headlines is because he is a working class hero and God help the BBC if it dare be seen to support the common man, how vulgar.
 If I were in charge of this country I would scrap the BBC in a heartbeat, it was once a bastion of Britishness, a fortress for truth and righteousness. Now it is politically guided, prejudiced and incapable of giving the majority of its real audience a balanced or unbiased view of our world today, if it had a back bone it wouldn't be showing anything about Biggs, let alone two shows in two days and I for one will not be watching, although Genghis Khan on Celebrity Dancing would possibly get my vote, well at least the judges would be a little more respectful.


Sunday, 1 December 2013

Take me to your leader...

The untimely death of Paul Walker in the early hours of today serve as an all too regular reminder that this life we are given is a fickle mistress, indeed the same goes for those poor souls lost simply doing their job or having a quiet drink in a Glasgow pub on a Friday night. The fact is we assume much in life but in reality we are here for the moment whether we appreciate it or not and nothing will ever change that, but the vast majority of us look on the optimistic side of life and for the most part it is thankfully seldom wrong.
While we are on the subject of making more of our time on the planet it would seem that over the past few years we are turning more and more to our leaders for answers that quite frankly they can't give and when they don't supply us with exactly what we want to hear we blame them for all that is wrong, that sounds fair surely?
Well no it isn't fair and it isn't even feasible, in fact politicians are just spokesmen and women, they are no different to us, they have no magic wand or secret formula to life in fact many of them will have seen much less of real life than those they would seek to give advice to. But this is a double edged sword as the more we complain to our leaders the more they intervene, the more they intervene the less we like it, Catch Twenty Two never looked so good.  If we actually changed our own attitudes and looked at our neighbour with more tolerance we could make big changes ourselves without the need for outside assistance, if we bothered to be the citizen that we all think we are instead of actually are then we would have many more answers to those questions we keep firing at politicians. We all know the local drug dealers, we all know the local thieves, we all know the illegal workers, we all know the untaxed car driver or the persistent drink driver, you may know all or some of these listed and this is but a short list, but if that is the case why do nothing?
May I suggest we do nothing because we expect our leaders to do it? In fact some of you are probably busy compiling a "Dear Deirdre" to your local rag as I write this about the hooligans in your street and the lack of Police on the beat which would suggest as I said earlier that our brighter future is in our own hands not those of Westminster ex-graduates who are about as Au-fait with modern street lifestyle as Boris is to a good hair cut bless him.  Have a great Sunday.