Tuesday, 21 March 2017

Magnolia Flowering in Cold Spring (3)

Superior, the knowing human glance
That sees, in lightly jostling verticals,
The jouncing buds, the candelabras' dance,
The whitened tips of candle flames that call

To mind a burning icy chalice raised
Beneath the sky's acceptance. Over time
These flowers were led in evolution's ways
To make their fine survival death-defying.

A blind insensate painter set the pink
So readying the petals for the bees,
In eons' trials, without the need to think,
Devised the swaying, stirring fact of trees.

But only we see white-tinged flames that bend,
Our seeing, knowing, still, perfection's end.

Because there is not Nothing

Because there is not nothing,
Because there is something,
There is a woman.
Because there is a woman
There is not no gaze
There is a woman's gaze.
Because there is not nothing,
Because there is something,
There is a man.
Because there is a man
There is a man's gaze.
The man and the woman see each other.
The man is in the female gaze.
The woman is in the male gaze.
Because there is not nothing.
The man and the woman cannot unsee.
O joyous seeing!

Monday, 20 March 2017

Magnolia Flowering in Cold Spring (2)

Superior the knowing human glance
That sees, in lightly jostling verticals,
Ideas that make the candelabra dance,
The whitened tips of candle flames that call

To mind a burning icy chalice raised
Beneath the sky's acceptance. Human eyes
Can make such images with what our gaze
Creates. Superior so, as to deny

Blind evolution's claim that it delivers,
Above the basket swaying in the air,
A message calling every bud that quivers
The culmination point of all that's there.

For only we see white-tinged flames that bend,
Our seeing, knowing, still, perfection's end.

Thursday, 16 March 2017

Magnolia flowering in a cold spring (1)



A tremour in the cupped and upheld hand,
Buds gently dancing in the vertical. A pink
And icy chalice - candles, quiver, stand,
Bent darts, all aimed at sky. So many think

This basket (branched to hold the jostled flowers),
Contrived by evolution, blindly, to
Succeed. And yet, perhaps, success is ours
As senseless blooms, all quiet, don't know

A goldfinch flickers them and, yellow-red,
Exploits the safety of their dumbness. Sure,
Selection honed this candelabra, led
The way to perfect function; purpose pure,

But only we see white-tinged flames that bend -
Our seeing, knowing, still, perfection's end.

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

Guy's Virtue Dealership - A New Business Model

Feeling your sense of being a crusading hero is dwindling? Dangerously unconcerned about the homeless? Passing whole evenings without even thinking about the mistreatment of the transgender community and watching TV instead? At risk of allowing your favourite hobby to fall into abeyance?

Being acutely concerned, as I always am, about the psychological well-being of society I have decided to set up a new business whose aim, principally, is not the small profits which it will accrue but the continued mental benefits that it will bring to the world at large . Guy’s Virtue Dealership will cater for those members of our community who sense that their levels of righteous indignation are at a level at which they are dangerously close to falling into a torpor where they are completely unconcerned about the world’s injustices (recently identified by scientists as 'world correction fatigue'). My service offers a guaranteed reinforcement of self-esteem and crusading zeal. On offer this week is your right to espouse the following hot causes, which are available to you “off-the-peg”:

Canadian native-American female sex-workers.

Slovakian IKEA delivery truck-drivers sleeping in their cabs because they can’t afford accommodation rates in Western Europe.

The casual disregard for water-voles by the big chemical companies.

Women who have been arrogantly refused the right to play in the French national cricket team.

The oppression of cows by muslims in the Indian sub-continent.

The oppression of muslims by the French government.

The mistreatment of the sepoys by the East India Company in 1872.

The thoughtless and callous irradiation of tomatoes.

At virtually no cost to yourself and without the requirement to have any personal interest in the causes on offer – just assume them and stick it to the man! You don’t have to get involved with the people or animals concerned, move a muscle or make any travel arrangements.

And as a special offer this week only, with every cause espoused we can throw in a free figure of hate for you to berate in the virtual world at “virtually” no cost to you. This week we have IDS and Sir Philip Green – in other words people that you can feel you have full permission to revile. Go ahead and vent your spleen to your heart’s content!

Remember, you can feel like a hero again for relatively little cost because we understand like no others do, that that is your first priority.

Thursday, 9 March 2017

Why Virtue Signalling Largely Infects the Left

The Liberal left define themselves by a belief in progressivism otherwise known as the Whig version of history. For them history is about societies moving in a progressive direction. Some modern philosophers call this a belief in ‘meliorism.’ The progress is moral and is often seen as moving towards greater ‘equality’, a term which can, of course, be defined in many ways. Because of this belief in a narrative of progress Whigs, socialists and liberals consider that one has a choice as to whether one should espouse or reject the progressive direction in which history is inevitably moving. If history is truly moving in the suspected direction, the choice to espouse this vision places one on the side of the angels and makes one 'part of the solution.' The obverse of this is that if one is not part of the solution because one doesn’t subscribe to the moral progress narrative, one must be part of the problem. One is, effectively, obstructing the positive direction of history and, therefore, unvirtuous or even vicious in the sense of embracing vice over virtue. If this is true the narrative gives its believers license to characterise the unbelievers as evil or to demonise them. Conservatives are not a collection of normal people, some good, some bad and most a mixture of the two – they are all wicked. One sees this in the way in which reasonably normal people, certainly with their flaws, in the conservative political hierarchy are characterised as pantomime villains with the blackest of motives unrecognizable from the people they would appear to be were one to meet them on a train, say. Thus license is given to denigrate those perceived to be obstructing the onward march of virtue and also to advertise one’s own espousal of the ‘right’ values, those consonant with the march to the heavenly city. People who believe in this march find it almost unimaginable that some people don’t buy this vision. It’s because they can’t even imagine what such people are like that they turn them into villains and demons. Of course such people, those who don’t believe in moral progress, simply see life as a field in which various problems arise from day to day and have to be dealt with. They don’t feel they are going anywhere in particular. In saying this I am speaking of moral rather than of technological progress which, of course, always goes on apace.



Thursday, 2 March 2017

Masculinity (2)

Disallowed masculinity cravenly turns to paedophilia or suicide. The remedy is for it to assert itself.