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Officer John, our own ex-London Policeman, resident of Cyprus, now retired and part time philosopher and commentator on life's idiosyncrasies |
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We all know what a moron is. There are plenty of them about, but what is a Oxymoron?
Here are a few examples;
- Military intelligence,
- Mexican restaurant,
- Happily married,
- Trustworthy politician,
- Lawyers and salesmen with integrity.
In other words life itself is an Oxymoron. To misquote Winston Churchill speaking in an entirely different context, “life is a mystery wrapped up in a dilemma, inside an enigma”.
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Like one of those Russian dolls, you reveal one layer only to find another and then another. When acquaintances say to you “have a good life” that is something of an Oxymoron, why? Because any life is going to be made up of highs and lows, it is the human condition. The only truly happy people, it is sad to say are simpletons; contentment; that is a condition worth striving for. If you can avoid most of the seven deadly sins, which are; Pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, anger and sloth, and you are fortunate enough to be one of us with a sunny disposition, contentment should be yours for the asking. But, in common with all things worth attaining, “it was never meant to be easy”, who said we are guaranteed 24/7 happiness? It is my sad duty to remind you there are people whose day is not complete until they have ruined yours. Happiness is only one of the human emotions; the others are fear, anger, sadness, disgust and contempt. All of us will experience these at various times in our lives. Sometimes all on the same day, you cannot walk down the road taking care not to trip over, and looking 360 degrees before crossing the road without feeling at least some of these emotions. In the same way that it only takes one mosquito in your bedroom to cause you discomfort and irritability, so it is with other users of the highway. Crossing the road is a life threatening mission, even walking along the footway is not at all straight forward. People behave as if you don’t exist; they walk across you, or come out of a shop like a train and then just stand there. So what can you do? Walk in the gutter? At risk to life and limb and self respect.
Go to the supermarket buy a few items and put them into your basket, at the express checkout (ten items or less – cash only) and what do you find? People with a trolley full, you say nothing and wait patiently so as to prevent conversation and unpleasantness, at last it is time for them to pay, a large chunk of your time and tranquillity has been effectively stolen by these selfish people, of course you have to wait even longer for the rigmarole with the credit card and bonus points.
I remember on one occasion everything just stopped, we stood like statues, there was no sound and no movement, and I asked the assistant “what is going on?” “The system is down” she replied!!! I can remember when all you did was go to the shop, choose what you wanted to buy and hand over the money, simple. Now, we are like zombies controlled apparently by a big brother system. This is what is accepted as normal nowadays. The basis of civilisation is good manners. On that reckoning, in direct contradiction to advances in technology and convenience, we are uncivilised. There is an apocryphal story about an Irish priest who became impatient with his parishioners constantly expecting him to bless them with happiness. From the pulpit he told them “nowhere is it written that happiness is guaranteed, all day and every day, if you didn’t have moments of sadness you wouldn’t know what happiness felt like”. As far as I am concerned the monopoly of happiness is in the gift of sand boys, a guy called Larry, and jerks!! Having mentioned the seven deadly sins, to even things out here are the four chief virtues – they are; Wisdom, justice, fortitude and temperance, closely followed by courage, devotion, ambition and strength – these latter four are from the movie “Gladiator” take your pick.
Life is mischance, tragedy and lost illusions, money may buy you a fine dog, but only love can make it wag its tail. (Kinky Friedman). For your survival you will need the three R’s – resilience, reflection and resourcefulness.
Those who revere freedom know that all the small things, fidelity , constancy, self restraint, honesty, all defend us against barbarism ( Peter Hitchens) Bat Masterson said “ In life we all get the same amount of ice”, in my experience the only difference is the rich get it in the summer and the poor get it in the winter All things considered, life is beautiful. Have a good one. |
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In common with the majority of retired gentleman I venture out in the morning in search of a little exercise, fresh air and company. In this town the natives gather together to play backgammon, argue loudly with all the characteristic gesticulations, or they may be seen in fours or fives having intense debates probably about the political situation. The main difference between them and me is that my companions and I do not find it necessary to have a string of beads to flip over and over endlessly. In common with the smoking compulsion I suppose it began a long time ago and as soon as one started doing it, all the others didn’t want to be left out, so they copied one another until it became a habit.
Sometimes I meet up with a man I know casually and as is the way, we greet one and another saying “how are you?” and “how’s it going?” Before very long we sympathise with each other over various difficulties and unfairness we are experiencing. Always these are dominated by the behaviour of people with whom we are obliged to co-exist; we sit on a bench on the sea front in Larnaka which is called the Finigoudis, and the sun shines, the sea twinkles and air is fresh and clean.
Neither of us is hungry or particularly thirsty and by and large our needs are met. Sometimes one will say, “Did you see on television?”, “yes isn’t it terrible” is the reply, “I can’t watch it anymore”, “I know, every time I switch it on there are people being blown up or children starving, floods, fires or pestilence”, This is the world we live in, we concur and there is nothing we can do about it”
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Not long ago there was a problem not far from us, across the sea in Lebanon suddenly, our view of the horizon included warships. It was too close for comfort; it is a reminder that things can change quickly, usually for the worse. Counting our blessings is obligatory that being my friend said and I continue to commiserate with each other and a kind of game or contest has developed in which we try to out do one another in coming up with some place in this big old world where he or I can take ourselves to settle down where the conditions are so idyllic.
The cost of this living is so cheap and we live our lives in peace and tranquillity. Does such a place exist?
Every time we meet he or I come up with a new suggestion giving the name and general geographic location of a place we reckon would be just right.
We discuss the pros and cons of these areas. The Caribbean for example it has to be remembered they have hurricanes. Whenever we meet he says something like “I am going to Namibia or Tanzania or Madagascar”. The last time I saw him it was a small island in the Indian Ocean called Reunion. I try to inject an element of realism into the conversation by saying “I am sure there are negative elements to be considered”, but I am well ware I am far from sufficiently clued up about the life style for ex- pats in Singapore or Mauritius, or wherever the case may be.
And I remind myself that after I arrived here from England it took me quite some time to adjust, and I am still learning about some of the down sides. Fortunately there are such a wide variety of nationalities here it is sometimes possible to talk to them about their countries and so be a bit better informed. Which inevitably begs the question, if it is all good else where what are all of them doing here?
I am too indifferent to the supposed attractions to want to have to go through all the cost and inconvenience of moving only to be disillusioned ultimately.
My attitude is “I have to be somewhere, and I am here, so you are going to have to put up with me”. Yet each man kills the thing he loves.
“By each let this be heard, some do it with a bitter look, some with a flattering word. The coward does it with a kiss, the brave man with a sword”,
Oscar Wilde, the Ballad of Reading Jail.
To conclude, I ponder upon paradoxes such as contradiction which existed a few years ago in two different countries under repressive regimes in Afghanistan when the Taliban were in control, men were cruelly treated if they did not wear a beard. At the same time in Paraguay any man seen with a beard was forced to shave it off. I will finish with a Cuban joke, when God created Cuba he gave us three things, honesty, intelligence and Communism. But you can only have two of them. You can have intelligence and communism but not honesty. You can be honest and communist but not intelligent. Lastly you can be honest and intelligent but not a communist, and like me and my friend, most of us ask of life is to be unmolested and left in peace. |
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I used to frequently visit a pub which was conveniently located for “an after work drink” the beer was good, as was the atmosphere and you have to believe when I tell you, I had been using this place for quite a while before it became clear to me, it was a gay pub. The land lord was a world ranking heavyweight wrestling champion. His boyfriend was a rather serious youngish bloke with spectacles and an earring in his left ear. As a matter of fact I had my retirement party there and it was very successful. During the week it was business as usual but Sunday was the day when men came from all corners and he stayed open all day until late. Some of them were very camp, others completely unremarkable. What I learnt was the amount of jealousy and intrigue that went on, it was on par with those of us who are more inclined to attempt to try their luck with the fair sex. Affairs of the heart are not for the faint hearted, you are going to get hurt! If you don’t want to get hurt, then don’t get involved, promises are made and then forgotten. There are the heights of enjoyment which you hope will go on forever, and the lows of disappointment and disillusion which can turn into the opposite of all the love and adoration. Some men love their dogs, or their train sets, a number of men never leave their mother. I had a friend who was married at the age of eighteen because he made his girlfriend pregnant; at twenty five he was divorced. And that was it for him, once was enough. He told me he would never do it again. His love was the top class football team we both followed at the time. He went to every away game no matter where in the world, and he enjoyed a drink or two. Then there are those of us who never give up! Talk about getting your fingers burnt!! Some of us never learn
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Fingers, arms, elbows, right up to the shoulders, we never give up. “Oh innocent victims of cupid”, remember this little verse,
“To let a fool kiss you is stupid, to let a kiss fool you is worse”. E.Y. Harburg.
By asking too much of life one risks everlasting dissatisfaction. A drinking pal of mine, when asked about his perfect woman would say “I want a deaf and dumb nymphomaniac, whose father owns a brewery”. Most men want a wife, with the following: A lady in the living room, an economists in the kitchen and a slut in the bedroom, invariably. What they usually end up with is an economist in bed, a lady in the kitchen and a slut in the living room. The French have a saying “ The ideal wife should be shrewd in the market place, and frantic in bed” The comedian Tommy Cooper had a joke which went like this, “ I was cleaning out the loft with the wife the other day, all filthy and dirty and covered in cobwebs, but she was good to the kids”.
It is a gag but there in lies the truth of the matter once you have spent a lot of time with a person. And to conclude, this is the one for you when it all goes wrong, you are desolated, who can you blame? Usually it’s not yourself.
Somebody once said, “Marriage is like being stuck in a lift with someone in whom you have no interest and nothing in common” or as Jim Davidson said “I will just find someone I don’t get on with and buy them a house”.
There are hundreds of quotations on the institutions of marriage, I could write a small book on them: My favourite is the one attributed to Mrs. Patrick Campbell she is quoted as follows: “Marriage is the result of the longing for the deep deep peace of the double bed after the hurly burley of the chaise longue”, on the other hand the actor famous for “Del Boy” David Jason was quoted as saying “marriage is like throwing yourself into the river when all you wanted was a drink of water”, or to put it another way “ it’s like buying a 747 jumbo jet just to get the complimentary bag of peanuts- source unknown.
The qualities we most admire in ourselves and other people are: strength, dignity and perseverance, believe me you are going to need all of them if you aim to have a successful love life. Personally I fall in love twenty times every day, because I come into that category of woman worshipper who says “when I am not with the woman I love, I love the woman I am with”.
Some men like to climb mountains, some like to explore the Artic or sail the Atlantic. Me, I just try to please my woman. It is rumoured that the world renowned psychoanalyst, Sigmund Freud, on his death bed was asked “are there any final mysteries to which you have not found an answer”? He replied “yes, what women want”?
I have repeated this anecdote to women of my acquaintance and often they just shrug their shoulders and say “we don’t know ourselves”.
I think it is all to do with hormonal imbalances. A medieval knight said “All a man needs is three things, a horse to ride, an enemy to fight and a woman to bed”. Myself, if I had a yacht and a Lamborghini I would love them as much, no offer of romance or domestic bliss would tempt me. |
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How to Live
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On the 24th April 2007, a man attained his 100th birthday and was interviewed on the radio. When he was 90 he had placed a bet of £100 with William Hill that he would live to be 100.
Anyway he collected £25,000.00.
His advice on how to live to be 100:
1- Always eat porridge for breakfast,
2- Do as little work as possible,
3- Don’t worry about anything,
4- Keep breathing
An obvious rider to these would seem to be;
Always have something to look forward to, in his case it was winning the £100.00 bet.
Another good example along the same lines is a dedicated gardener; he or she always lives by anticipation of the next season, and the fruits (or flowers) of their labour. To plant something, whether it is a seed or a bedding plant and watch it develop and grow into something thing beautiful or edible is one of the greatest satisfactions known to man. There are cases reported of prisoners completing their sentences in open prisons and resisting the forthcoming date of release because they are so wrapped up in their gardens or the pig farm where a new litter has been born or is expected.
If you really want to live to a very old age, a good suggestion is to be born and live in a region of Northern China or Tibet where there are a species of wild onion and garlic which are known to be extremely beneficial and the people survive to well past 100 years. And some are reckoned to be as old as 120 years. Another factor to be born in mind is the absence of overcrowding, traffic noise and pollution, and the utterly frantic pace of life we now take for granted.
An ancient Suffolk farmer was interviewed by a T.V reporter about the large estate of new houses being built nearby on the boundaries of his land, in his vernacular he said this “you see the houses boy, all crowded together like that, I look at that and it do make me prostrate with dismal” a quaint turn of phrase which illustrates his point perfectly. |
Alec Holden, from Epsom, south west of London, placed the £100 bet with bookmaker William Hill on December 10th 1997 at odds of 250/1.
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In Rio de Janeiro by the Copacabana beach every morning about 0700 you will see hundreds of elderly people, wearing Lycra all jogging, or moving as fast as they are able in both directions. Apparently they are all convinced it is doing them the world of good and increasing their life expectancy. It is a fair to assume they are choosey about their diet as well; an old adage has it, the three best doctors known to man are doctor diet, Doctor quiet and Doctor merriman,
One of those fallacious statements ever made by people who haven’t done any, is that hard work never killed anybody, don’t believe it! All things in moderation should be the watchword, and that includes food, alcohol and work.
As already mentioned hobbies is a perfect way to age gracefully and without even noticing it.
Fishing is a very good example when you are engrossed in the rituals of angling the time goes by and you are contented.
Golf is far too frustrating but each to their own, horse riding is highly recommended “there is something about the outside of a horse which is extremely good for the inside of a man” said the Duke of Norfolk, “fresh air and exercise is what it comes down to”.
Another old English saying has it the three best friends known to man are, “an old wife, an old dog, and ready cash”! Too much thinking is not good for you, an afternoon nap however, definitely is.
Solving crosswords helps keep the brain active and ballroom dancing is highly recommended, if you want to reach a respectable old age you need “the essentials”
1- A positive attitude
2- To be organised
Add to these a fair amount of good luck plus good health and you are in with a chance. The infuriating thing about it is that when you reach 70 years old you think you are still 30 and want to do all the things you did then, only you think you are capable this time of doing them so much better. Never forget that old age and treachery will always outwit youth and good intensions, to succeed in this life you need a plausible attitude and rat-like cunning. The most charming person you will ever meet will be almost always being the most unscrupulous unmitigated rogue. Ask yourself “why is this person being so nice to me, what does he expect to gain from it”. What ever you hope to achieve, go for it. You can’t live with your finger on the pause button, but remember, there comes a time in life when it is better to stick to the road you know. Let your motto be: Comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable. Youth is too good to be wasted on the young, but old age has to be its compensation.
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mA rather popular comedy series on television dating back thirty years, featured Michael Crawford as a walking disaster called Frank Spencer, who embodied all the characteristics of a “non-man”.
mHe had a mother fixation and consequently had never been allowed to grow up. The world was a terrifying challenge to him and he was cursed with the knack of always making matters worse for himself.
mThe element which did not ring true however, was that according to the story, he had this attractive and competent wife who took care of him and to whom he turned to all the time. Trust me! It doesn’t work like that!
mWomen like that are rare and for reasons known only to anthropologist are drawn almost all the time to a guy who best fits the description of a rat.
mArrogant, cocky, always sure of himself, vain, selfish and usually aggressive are the traits that usually win the adoration of the majority of women.
mLater they may realize their error and if lucky disentangle themselves and hopefully make a better choice the next time around.
mHowever it is usually to late, they already have children and the man is more often than not a good provider for the family needs and wants.
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mSo the women live a life of acting as the unequal partner of a conceited jerk who has no idea of how fortunate he is unless or until, either the kids grow up and she leaves him, or she can’t take any more of the “excess baggage” and leaves him for somebody else.
mReturning to poor old Frank Spencer, there is a moment in a particular episode when Betty, his wife, gives birth to their baby, and at that time realization dawns on Frank of what he has done.
mIn wonder he says “I ‘M A MAN BETTY” and at that point you could cry for him. He is so full of pride. Most men would identify with this particular experience.
It is like winning a fight in a play ground, or scoring a goal, or better still like the first experience of making love. The experience of doing what men do and succeeding is more than enough reason to relish the fact that you are fortunate enough to have been born a man.
mMost men are competitive, it goes with the package! And if you aren’t you wont get very far. Let us start from somewhere nearer to the beginning.
Observe the behaviour of toddlers in the nursery, they fight, squabble, punch and kick each other to get what ever it is they may want.
This type of attitude does not go away just because you grow up and get bigger. The main difference is that the attitude becomes slightly more complicated and sophisticated depending on the individual.
mRules of behaviour in society place restrictions and punishments on aggressive and anti-social behaviour. Yet we still do what we do whenever we feel we can get away with it by sneakily dressing it up and disguising it in different forms.
mNobody gets to be rich and successful in this world without others falling by the wayside, many are used and exploited by the achievers. The law of the jungle prevails.
mAt school there are situations either with the teachers or other students, to be accepted the boy has to conform to behavioural codes and practices.
mIn a word it is, and always will be about respect. How you get the respect is a matter left for you, one thing however is certain, might is right. The stronger and meaner you are the higher you go.
mIf for instance you are good at some kind of sport, you will never be without admirers, if however you are like me, moderately competitive; wanting to be liked and popular and to some extent succeed in achieving, you will face problems.
mWhen some toughies accuse you of looking at their girl, you could either run or fight most times we run. If you were caught you had to fight, luckily in those days it was generally just with our fists. Either you took some blows or got a few punches in yourself.
mA young man I knew was sent by his father to a military public school, on his first day he was set upon just to let him know where he stood.All young men with the exception of a few have in them what is known as the “old Adam” and it has to be knocked out of him, mainly for his own good.
mCockiness is distinctly unappealing and more so with age. Here are a few suggested guidelines on being a man;
1. Initially having an unsuitable first name can be a blessing in disguise, like the boy named sue, it teaches him to stand up for himself in the face of those that choose to pick on him for the most trivial excuse.
2. An invaluable asset is to be good at something; in the pecking order it gives you status. Magic tricks or the ability to make people laugh are good examples. Sport of almost any kind is the most common claim to superiority. However even the Beegees made a fortune and found fame in spite of their looks and Falsetto voices.
3. Learn to handle rejection, especially from girls. Get used to it, for you will experience it a lot. You have to raise above it, other men will try to put you down for reasons of their own understanding, however just keep away from them, the problem is theirs not yours.
4. Work out your own style and stick with it. Believe in yourself, this is also known as “walking tall”; however a word of warning: there is a very thin line between self confidence and arrogance. To much and people will turn their back up, and there are always others a lot cleverer who can read through you like a book.
5. It is impossible to be liked by everybody. What matters is dignity, to be liked, it is essential to be yourself. If you are comfortable in your own skin ,other people will be drawn to you. The mark of a true man is not being loud and showing off, what shines through is inner confidence for this counts for everything.
6. Hairiness! Facial and on the head. Simply put, the rules are these; on the face zero, no fancy moustaches, beards and/or stubble, eyebrows, nostrils, ear holes all should be well groomed. If you have hair on your head, good for you, if not don’t worry about it.
Baldness is all in the mind, when God allocated hair, he did not bother to give so much to clever sexy men with attractively shaped heads. So why spend good money on a thing that looks like a dead ferret called a wig or hairpiece and attach it to the head.
The question must be asked, are you that determined to look ridiculous?
The same goes for pony tails, long ringlets, mullets, Grecian 2000 and worst of all dying. Equally undesirable are comb-over’s. Accept what you have been issued with, keep it clean and tidy, and be well groomed and presentable.
7. Tattoos are fine within reason; less is more where tattoos are concerned. Too many and they become repulsive. Well chosen and located can add to a mans attraction. Body piercing is unacceptable in every way and if you think otherwise I say hope is gone.
8. Men who go shopping in the town centre with their women and choose not to wear a shirt or vest are sad and unhygienic.
9. The louder the voice, the less it is worth listening to. Do not brag and show off, people can decide for themselves. Be yourself and people will love you for yourself. Leave the comedy to the comedians, they are better at it. Perpetual ho, ho, ho, ho and ha, ha, ha is only for Santa Claus.
10. It is a man’s world, be thankful it is and endeavour to do justice to your inheritance. Fact: the bigger the car the louder the noise it makes, also the greater the likelihood that the man behind the wheel is Kermit the frog.
Being a real man cannot be taught, you have either got it or you haven’t. And if you are fortunate enough to posses the magical formula, my friend it is the greatest gift God has bestowed upon humanity.
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Every child is a manic egoist…
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The manic egoist driven by resentment gradually destroys his own sense of reality. The result may be described as self – destruction.
It is because we are intelligent enough to recognize Kierkegaard’s “principle of limitation”, though few of us go this far.
This phenomenon is not a recent development; it seems to be as old as mans recorded history.
The principle of limitation acknowledges the recognition that human happiness depends upon self discipline, and can be found in Hindu scriptures dating back 1,000 B.C. as well as in pyramid texts and early writings from Mesopotamian times.
Though man may be termed a criminal animal, he is also a religious animal. However the religious facet seems to outdate the criminality side.
The three main events in a person’s life – Birth, Life and Death.
“We are not conscious of being born, some die in pain, and many forget how to live”.
Jean de La Bruyère
When Disraeli was UK Prime Minister, M.P. Daniel O’ Connell, an Irishman made an insulting Anti-Semitic remark. Disraeli replied “yes, I am Jew and when your ancestors were brutal savages on an unknown island, mine were priests in the temple of Solomon”.
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25 OBSERVATIONS - On the nature of life.
Life can be described as; mischief, tragedy and lost illusions. – Anon.
Be optimistic, but carry a big stick. – Anon.It matters not how long we live, but how we live. - Anon
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. – Thoreaux
Live righteously, you shall die righteously. – Ovid
Hell is other people. – John Paul Sartre
To fear God is the highest wisdom – Arabic Proverb
Winners never quit, quitters never win. – American proverb
Even a blind pig finds an Acorn sometimes. – French Proverb
The sleep of reason truly does beget monsters – William Shakespeare
The lazy man gets around the sun as quickly as the busy one. – Quatrains
“The world is a comedy to those who think a tragedy to those who feel”. – H. Walpole
As long as you have got something to get out of bed for you will have a good life. – English Proverb
“Life is the art of being, while deceived”. – Haslett
From the time you are laid, till you ride in the hearse there’s nothing so bad that it couldn’t be worse. – Old English Ditty
Better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool, than to open it and remove all possible doubt. – Anon.
The trouble with the faint hearted is that they worry about the service charge before they even sit down. - Anon
Life is mostly froth and bubble, two things stand like stone, kindness in another’s trouble and courage in your own. – Anon.
Human nature is what we are put on this world to rise above. – The African queen
“Our doubts are traitors and make us lose, the good, we oft might win, by fearing to attempt£”. – William Shakespeare
“Cowardice does not consist of feeling timidity. But does to giving way to ones fears”. – Anon.
“I would rather hear violins for five minutes than silence for the rest of my life”. – Anon.
Doubt is not a pleasant position, but certainty is absurd. – Voltaire
“Manners are more important than laws, for it is within them that all laws are defined£”. – Edmund Burke
Finally: A toast Health to the sick, honour to the brave, success to the lover, and freedom to the slave. – From a 200 year old drinking mug.
These quotations embrace the depth and breadth of life’s experience. Through the observations of humanity we underline the fluidity of the life as we all experience it.
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I was recently surprised to learn the concept we now know as Political Correctness {P.C.} was a deliberate policy of a group called Frankfurt Marxism. It’s designed to undermine Western Culture and subvert values such as the family, patriotism, sexual restraint & conservatism.
mThis realisation if true, at least helps a person like me, come to terms with what is apparently going on. As a retired member of a group, which always had the monopoly of the two letters P.C. – Police Constable, I have experienced changes and events that give me quite a lot to consider. To say I am perplexed is to understate it.
mIt was once rightly said “if you are not confused, you have not been paying attention”. The fellow traveller of P.C. is of course racism or racial prejudice. Suddenly a few years ago, you could no longer mention black pudding or black eyes (and the list goes on) for fear of giving offence. Yet this is where some of my confusion begins.
I have spoken to people who are black and they vehemently desire to be called black because they are proud of it, and so would I be. Once at a demonstration a West Indian young man said to me, “you are a white middle class fascist pig” in his over exited state, with a couple of “f” words included in his observation. How he arrived at that conclusion remains a mystery to me.
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mSo for the record I want to tell him and the world, that I was not responsible for and do not apologise for the colour of my skin, no more than he should.
mI was born in London in 1937, my parents were poor, consequently my needs were met on a day to day basis. There was enough to eat, a bed to sleep in, clothes to wear and I attended a local school. But to all intent and purposes, apart from skin colour there was nothing to separate me from a lad of my age born in some remote area of the world.
mOver the years I have made many black friends and acquaintances. One young woman was as cockney as myself being born and brought up in London and our accent and speech were identical, the main difference was her colour and gender.
She worked in the front line at a housing department, a job where people usually do well if they survive six months. She told me of a man who accused her of being treated more favourable because she was black, she said to him “don’t let this skin colour fool you mate, I was born here”.
mHer father had worked for forty years in a local hospital, and when he retired both her parents returned back to Ghana, where they purchased a beautiful bungalow. The sad thing however was that upon relocation the parents were ostracised by their neighbours, “you are not one of us” they said.
Another young lady I know came from Montserrat, she and her family had to leave because of the volcanos. First they went to Canada, didn’t like it and so ended up in London. She then worked as a nursery nurse.
mBut she complained to me about getting up on a cold wet day, waiting for the bus, working for ten to twelve hours and then returning home cold and in the dark. Paying taxation on income, high rent payment and the cost of living. For her England was not the land of milk and honey.
mShe reminisced about where she grew up, where the pace was leisurely, the sun shone and people were friendly.
mHappily I can report that the last I heard, she had risen in status thanks to her dedication and hard work, and life is a lot more rewarding for her.
mFinally I must touch upon Sir Trevor McDonald incident in which he referred to the comedian Bernard manning as a “fat white bastard”. Bernard Manning was a comedian. His job was to make people laugh, this he did evidently successfully.
mTrevor McDonald read the news quite satisfactorily. That is his only claim to fame, some people found Bernard Manning offensive. However he was funny, when he said what he said most people laughed, they could not help it. Trevor on the other hand is not a comedian, he is not funny, and when he said what he said, nobody should have laughed.
mMost of us did find it offensive particularly at the time of Bernard’s death and it made the popular Sir Trevor look sad in my opinion.
mThe approbation should act both ways if it is to make any kind of sense. Today’s so called PC comedy is far from funny when compared to the classic comedies from about thirty years before; they were irreverent making them funny.
mSomething the PC stalwarts do not concede… |
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