UBUNTU I am because of who we all are.
Supporting the 2012 Olympic Legacy—I WILL be positive and endeavour to maintain the Olympians' love of life and its challenges
MALALA—a statement of the failure of religion:
religion that fails to pro-actively promote the absolute equality of male and female is fundamentally immoral and unfit for decent society.
There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus. (Galatians 3:26-28)
Diversity within unity and change over time is the reality of Creation. Peter Such, poet and writer (1943–)
Neither praise nor shoot the messenger: the message is all.

 


Peter Such

Peter Such

A view of Great Berkhamsted from Cooper's fields. 

Peter Such lives in Great Berkhamsted, Hertfordshire, England
Formerly working in printing and publishing Peter Such is currently an occasional writer on diverse issues, as the mood takes him.
He has regularly put his views to the test of public opinion, which is how he twice ended up as mayor of his home town.
 He also stood for The Referendum Party in the UK General Election of 1997.

www.petersuch.org www.petersuch.com
Also on Twitter as Peewit2 (he doesn't take it seriously) and on Facebook as himself (Peter.Such.5)

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Wednesday 30th March 2016 [after-noon]

MARCH 2016
THE EU QUESTION

GENERAL AND COMMENTARY INDEX
THE EU QUESTION

NEVER FORGET
It was Labour and the Lib/Dems that denied us the political vote that turned commercial agreements on trade into political authoritarian diktat. As Churchill said "Trust the British people". Labour refused to do so and remains frightened of such a debate.
We would have had a perfectly harmonious relationship with the EU had France not panicked over the greater empire and commonwealth that we created, for which reason they denied us earlier entry and ensured the rationality and logic we would have brought was excluded from the EU's basic structure.

Wednesday 30th March 2016 [after-noon]
PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE!
An appropriate thought at Eastertide. Time is constant (against which statement there are scientific arguments which I acknowledge courteously) but one's passage through the time that is a life varies individually and between people. Some seem to shoot through while others so laggardly they hardly ever seem ever to get going.
      The Telegraph today advises: "A prominent Church of England bishop has spoken out against plans by the world’s main Christian denominations to fix the date of Easter to the same Sunday every year. Anglican primates agreed earlier this year to join discussions involving Coptic Orthodox and Roman Catholic leaders to set a common date for the festival for the first time. Such a move would not only simplify economic planning but unite different traditions around the world and end almost 2,000 years of theological controversy. However the Bishop of Salisbury, the Rt Rev Nicholas Holtam, warned that the move would detach Christianity from its Jewish roots by breaking the link between the timing of Easter and Passover."
     This reminds me of how the Church of England agreed that women could not be priests and then forty years later agreed they could but could not be bishops. A few years later they then agreed women could be bishops.
      In this matter the issue is very simple. After 2,000 years the Jews still haven't caught on about Christ! Why does Holtam think we should wait another 2,000 years? The Christian church has led for 2,000 years. This is not the time to think we are wrong. We are not. It is time for us to shake their dust from our shoes and move on. We have dallied too long. Rome still cannot cope with women priests... are we really going to hang around for them? The Church of England has been leading Christianity (somewhat laggardly too) for over four centuries, since Rome picked a fight with Elizabeth I, bankrupting Spain in the process. Move on, move on! While we are at it, perhaps we should fix the clocks too. Now this is where I have been laggardly, sorting all my clocks this time round has really got to me but until now i have never seen a problem but with Scotland being independently minded let’s go forward two hours and they can stay with their own time—two hours on up north really would be intolerable. Where's the problem in BST and Scottish time?

Thursday 24th March 2016 [midday]
WE ARE ALREADY GOING DOWN HILL—IS IT A SIGN WE HAVE BEEN TOO LONG IN THE EU?
I responded to an internet ad. It demanded I leave my 'phone number, always a disaster but I was interested and added the number on top of the email. Common sense would determine an email response and then a follow up. I am rung first! The first two people agreed with me that using email enabled a sender to send at their convenience allowing the recipient to receive at their convenience, yet they both still ring me when I am in the middle of something else and agree with me that email would have been more sensible! A third has just rung not knowing what I was interested in only that I was interested. Clearly, who ever was acting as an agent was singularly disorganised and simply pushing bits of information around totally unco-ordinated!

Saturday 16th March 2016 [mid morning]
SO, WHO HAS RESIGNED: THE MINISTER OR THE MAN?
As Minister, one would have expected IDS to have resigned at the cabinet meeting at which he realised matters were not going to progress in the way he had hoped they would. Therefore, unless further news is forthcoming, IDS is making personal statements and arguably abusing his position as minister. It is the nature of such offices that there is a continual conflict between the holder and the office as to where and when which accountability holds sway. Carrying out government policy is not an excuse, the individual is still the holder of public office and it is his duty to ensure it is not abused. It would seem that IDS has gone "so far" but his timing is open to question. In such times as these, clarity of purpose is crucial.

Wednesday 16th March 2016 [mid after-noon]
So, where are we?

The Ides of March! Tuesday 15th March 2016 [mid after-noon]
One of my "crashed out" days when I simply have no energy at all. So, clear rubbish!

Sunday 13th March 2016 [mid after-noon]
I quote from today's "EU" Page:
Sunday 13th March 2016
[after-noon]
AN INTERESTING DIVERTISSEMENT
Great Berkhamsted (which I prefer), although I do not choose any of the older spellings, save that 'Berkhampstead' did have an appeal when much younger, probably because my grandfather had a rubber stamp with that spelling, either for Labour party reasons or for "The Odd Fellows", a social charitable foundation to which he acted in various administrative ways.
      Any way, a divertissement. Having a moment to myself, I have to let it be known how magnificent was the Berkhamsted Bridgewater concert in St Peter's last night.
     Berkhamsted is unique in the diversity of activity that is taking place every day at almost any hour. Consequently, there are usually available seats on the door as it is not uncommon for regulars to be trying to be in two places at once!
      This occasion was extraordinary because Yuki Kondo, winner of many international prizes was with us in Berkhamsted because her prize for winning the Pianale International Music Academy and Competition in Germany was to play a concerto with Bridgewater Sinfonia, such is our local orchestra's reputation, it is internationally recognised. She has twice been awarded the Best Pianist prize by the Japan Arts Centre.
      As a supporter, I am usually amongst the first four pews but for health reasons I had not paid my annual 'Friend's sub' but merely at the door (£16 on this occasion) and found myself in the last pew, despite which I had a clear view of her fingers thundering up and down the keyboard.
      It may therefore be of interest to those less knowing that even that far back the concert is most enjoyable. In her honour it was a slightly fuller orchestra than usual but it was not just the acoustics that gave depth to the orchestral accompaniment but the breadth and intricate depth could only derive from a superb local orchestra that has the standing to mix superlative amateurs with first class professionals. Pendley Open Air Shakespeare, down the road in Tring, does a similar thing annually in August with an acting company.
      This was the first occasion I had heard the piece live (Rachmaninov's Rhapsody on a Theme by Paganini). There was a larger than usual orchestra for her which may have helped but even in that last pew the sound was magnificent, deep, sure and accomplished. You cannot know the piece without knowing that it is the eighteenth variation that the world knows and quotes. To watch the twenty-fourth and last variation is bewildering in the technical difficulty it presents for the pianist.
      A magnificent and superb evening, accompanied by the Peer Gynt Suite No.1; Parry's Elegy for Brahms; Cappriccio Espagnol as a magnificent exit.
      What has all this to do with the EU question? A lot! For that is really what it is all about—living a life to the full and you can only do that if you are fully involved in the life around you and in which you and your family exist. Life really is very simple.

Wednesday 9th March 2016 [mid morning]
JUST A QUICKY
As I posted on Facebook: "It is complicated but the key is that the electorate requires the NHS the electorate perceives it needs. If we are trusting our health and lives to those doctors striking then it is obvious common sense to trust their need to strike."

Thursday 2nd March 2016 [after-noon]
IN, OUT AND ROUND ABOUT
I often find that a quiet comparison between the microcosm and the macrocosm helps to bring the world into perspective and affirms my confidence in my sense of place within it. Today I was "with it" a little earlier than usual and discovering various things going rapidly awry. I decided to take strategic action.
      Simply getting into the car was not that simple: I had to go back for my wallet; I forgot my shopping list and had to go back for that... and I have just realised I forgot to go into the bank! No matter, traffic seemed light and I was soon happily bombing along the by-pass.
      Suddenly, everything was stopped and what should I do? Follow those who had decided to turn off, or stay in line with those who decided to "stick it out"? The latter course quickly brought me to the immediate problem and confirmed the tailback was the "usual" overload for the by-pass end, aggravated by traffic initially held back by the confrontation at which I had just arrived.
      Happily bombing along as I had just been doing, they must have realised too late that there was a two-lane queue ahead, clearly visible half a mile away if they had been paying attention to the road. Barring one lane (the fast lane) traffic was flowing past, detained only by the "usual" tailback from the by-pass end. I could not see what they had hit and the three policemen looking into the driver's door could have been examining damage rather than considering what to do with the driver. A little further on, an ambulance went charging down the opposite carriageway. If it was heading for that accident then A&E must be taking an age (presumably case overload) but there was a logic to it going that way, turning off and retracing its route as it would then be pointing in the hospital direction.
   I recalled another incident when I had witnessed an accident on the opposite carriageway. I had seen the driver, whose car was facing the wrong way, having been swung round by the impact had her hands gripped to the steering wheel, her face ashen. I had assumed she was dead but she could have been fixed rigid out of shock. I recalled an episode in the Frost TV series of such an incident with Frost himself. "I know this sounds silly but I can't take my hands off the wheel!"
      Petrol was straight and easy at the place from which I usually fill up, save it was the first time I had ever attempted to put diesel into a petrol car! Mercifully I had got myself truly muddled and and the system froze before I actually did anything. This was my second tank fill up with petrol under £1 per litre. Having a hybrid I use half what I used to use.
      Costco did not have what I wanted and heading back to Watford I missed my turn and had to go all the way round the elongated roundabout again. I came that way on my way out, only this time a lorry had involved itself in an accident, already being attended to by the police.
      The rest of the morning went well and I obtained what I wanted with the advantage of one or two things I had not thought of... having gone back for my shopping list I found I had collected a previous version!
      Further shopping was accomplished at Berkhamsted in a somewhat round about way, via home to collect the updated shopping list but I twice forgot where I was going and why! I concluded the active part of the day by discovering nearly all of my satellite disks exceeded their warranty period and I should be taking precautions. Fortunately, I had just started a review of my backup policy and was considering a major sort out. Hopefully, just in time.
      I thought how lucky I was, content with my foibles as being momentary lapses and that I was able to handle them, both in being able to laugh them off but also having the astuteness to say to myself "watch yourself!", could be more serious, keep a look out!
       However, I could not forget the earlier accident and its reminder of the previous one some months back. In a moment not one but perhaps several peoples' lives had been changed. Was the driver male or female? Was it a death or serious injury? More to the point, what were the potential, as yet unknown, consequences for other people?
      The consequences from that front page photograph of a little boy, dead on a beach, being picked up and carried lifeless in the finder's hands, suddenly took rationality out of an inevitable sequence of events and replaced it with understandable emotion, but emotion was not the response needed. The cause was people being unable to be relied upon to act with honesty and trust, so making their country uninhabitable for so many of its citizens. Migrants are a mass of individual persons, some truly in need of help and love, some wilfully manipulating circumstances for a totally unjust demand for sympathy, just the same way in which we must respond to the EU question and accept the responsibility placed in our hands, as it should have been placed twenty years ago.
      So, my mind ran through a series of potential parallel consequences, derived from a single incident, the way the potential novelist might create any story, but I am already trying to dig out from under a multitude of potential other novels that were never completed but... may be now? The stories we hear, on a daily basis, of people complaining of being isolated from society is beyond comprehension. There is this extraordinary perception that retirement is an earthly paradise, prior to the real one following death. Please, dear God, give me hell. Arguing the toss with the devil will be much more exciting. Retirement for me is that period of time when I can live precisely as I have always wanted to live, doing my own thing my own way and not having to worry about money—in short, merely being the gentleman of independent means to which state I have always considered to be my calling, it is just that something went awry in the early years!
      The reality is not quite that simple! My ideals are rationalised to those uncertainties with which we all have to cope: how long have I got; for how long will a state of health maintain me as I expect to maintain myself; what advance have I gained for my soul's progression through eternity; have I taken as much advantage from this stay as I might have done; to what extent am I wiser, or have a clearer head as to the whys and wherefores of existence; am I at least leaving this place no worse off than it would have been without me being here; to think I could have made it better may be a little presumptuous, but if I have at least paid my way... ?
      Contemplating and assessing such thoughts is what retirement is all about. Hopefully, completing the things we started but allowed "common sense" to dictate we did not follow through to completion, probably for very rational and sound reasons at the time and to use this period of our lives to reflect, make amends and hopefully to complete.
      So, having stood for parliament for the Referendum party, knowing what I was doing twenty years ago when the government of the day clearly had not a clue, we now have that referendum, which was deliberately denied us somewhat earlier by the arrogance of the Labour party, taking their lead from their own members, the unions, whose underground conclaves made certain the root and branch members never voted. "You'll never achieve a strike that way!" became, "What ever you do don't ask the electorate, they won't accept politicisation!" I will be updating the EU page shortly.

 

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It was Labour's socialism that determined acceptance of the EU's diktats without argument because it took away their accountability for what they knew the country would not accept. All that is happening now is the rational debate Labour were not capable of holding.

PARLIAMENTARY WORK AHEAD
Boundary clarification. How many seats and what preferred size of constituency population?

Proportional representation. Which system?

House of Lords? Should it be elected or appointed and upon what classification? Originally based on the realities of the day: Spiritual; Legal; Defence; land ownership; hereditary entitlement.

Today? Spiritual but across the faiths (define), including pure secularism/humanitarianism (all appointed/elected by their respective churches); Legal, as is; Political (variable by proven worth, such as past ministers or retired professional senior civil servants and limited party nominations); representatives of Capital, Financial Services, Labour (all either retired or active, appointed or elected by their respective accredited bodies); Education (ditto precedents stated); Health (ditto); Other?

The whole reviewable by a statutory committee reporting with recommendations to parliament on a ten yearly basis to cover relevance of classifications in the then current world. Modus operandi as at present.