Don Draper and Leonard Cohen, two contemporaries, born in the 1930’s. Both lovers of cigarettes, women and sharp suits. Ah, the women. And so many of them too. I am drawn to both Don and Leonard. Both know there is more to life than the nonsense swirling around us. Both reached out to women, in Don’s case for the mother he never had. In Leonard’s case, looking for God The Father, as his own died when he was just 9. (more…)
Archive for November, 2016
Death of the Ladies Men
Posted: 21 November 2016 in Cultural, Understanding OthersTags: culture & society, faith, Poetry
Our Future Now (1)
Posted: 9 November 2016 in Cultural, Understanding OthersTags: British church, culture & society, power, The Future
So Donald has Trumpit the Brexit. Nigel (Farage) told us in the early hours that 2016 opens a new era. Indeed. For what? In a British pub in Moscow last night, I saw them sit up and cheer Trump. A painting is brought in, of three mounted Crusaders. But the portraits are of Marie Le Pen, Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin. It is derived from a famous painting of Adolf Hitler as a mounted knight in armour, holding a standard, searching for The Holy Grail. A crusade you want to be part of?
No mistake – this is epochal. We are all revolting against the elites that patronised us for years now. Popular disgust is being captured and (more…)
Missed trick on “Trick Or Treat”
Posted: 1 November 2016 in Cultural, Understanding OthersTags: British church, culture & society, death
Witches in the neighbourhood. Squeals of groups of children trick-or-treating up my street last night. With parents at a discrete distance watchful behind. Ha ha, harmless fun? Well of course.
But my pumpkin went into soup, not onto the window sill. But overall – we are missing a trick here. There is a need for a proper something. What we currently have is pale entertainment. Ditch the Americanised saccharine of Halloween. Fast-forward over the faux fright-fests. Skip on the Satanic stuff that creeps in. Let’s get statistical. The ultimate statistic – one in one dies. You dear reader will die, as will I. The lights will go out.