Pigeons
One lone pigeon
gorges itself on the bread thrown onto the lawn
frightened that others may come
to share his bounty.
Eating in fear of thievery
or attack
cannot be good for the constitution.
The poor old pigeon never has the time
or opportunity to savour the feast– perhaps that is the very definition of the beast.
Track for today – Page France – Pigeons
Modern Love (and Marriage)
My Blog seems to be turning into a continuous rant about the stupidity of the CofE – says something of where I’m at right now I suppose – I wasn’t going to continue the rant until I read a couple of articles about an Archbishop and a former Archbishop – the first, John Sentamu current Archbishop of York, and the latter, Lord Carey of Clifton, that’s humble George Carey as was, former Archbishop of Canterbury. They’ve both been making proclamations regarding the legalising of Gay Marriage and how if this were to happen it would cause the earth to shift on its axis and society would fall into complete collapse with ‘normal’ marriages being marginalised and children growing up to become immoral delinquents etc etc. Well, that’s the gist of their argument at least. They use phrases like ‘dictatorship’ and suggest that it is not the role of Government to define marriage. The naive suggestion is that marriage is somehow encoded into the human DNA and that since the emergence of the human race we were destined only ever to enter into a ‘marriage’ as one man and one woman. The thought that one woman could enter into a marriage with another woman or one man with another man is for them anathema (although lets face it, their argument really isn’t about lesbians is it chaps? Its the naughty boys you are most upset about isn’t it?). But what really are we talking about when we talk about marriage? Surely we are talking about a partnership, a contract between two people who love one another (hopefully) and who wish to enter into a binding relationship (hopefully). We are not talking about procreation – are we bishops? We are not talking about the Bible – are we bishops? Because if you are you have a problem. The bible doesn’t perform too well on the whole ‘marriage’ front.
King David was married when he decided to rape Bathsheba after watching her bathe on her roof (he was home alone while his troops were fighting another bloody battle and Bathsheba then got pregnant. David tried to ‘frame’ her husband by inviting him back from the war in the hope that he would sleep with his wife, but when Uriah refused to sleep with her out of loyalty to his fellow soldiers, David sent him back with a message to the captain telling him to put Uriah on the front line so that he would only ever return from the war in a body bag – nice). The story continues with dreadful consequences – not a great example of biblical marriage. Solomon, David’s heir, when King managed to amass for himself 700 wives (and 300 concubines!). Indeed, polygamy was rife in the Old Testament (as was daughters sleeping with their fathers, fathers offering their daughters to a sexually ravenous crowd, and many other nefarious practices). In the New Testament there is very little said about marriage per se, Paul says that it is better NOT to marry (bang goes the procreation argument) although to be fair he does say that if you’re finding it hard to keep your member in your pants, then it is better to marry (Doh!). But the Bishops will probably want to do some twisting and turning of the material to back up their position, however, it won’t work. Even if the Bible did speak unequivocally about marriage only ever being intended for one man and one woman for life. It says an awful lot of other stuff that we have since redefined – thank God – not least, stoning adulterers, excluding menstruating women, demonising the mentally sick and slavery (something that Mr Sentamu should think deeply about, since much of the apartheid views promulgated for so many years in South Africa were firmly rooted in the biblical exegesis of the christian right wing – not to mention the deep south of America).
I could go on but I’m bored and frustrated by the whole banality of their arguments – they suggest that marriage would be damaged if Gay folk were allowed to
join in – how naive are these people? Marriage is no guarantee that a relationship will be whole and healthy – countless marriages between heterosexuals are damaging and destructive to those involved. It is people who make a thing worthwhile or not, people of many different orientations and political beliefs and world views. I have known gay couples who have been sensitive and faithful and caring and I have known heterosexual couples who have been hateful and unfaithful and destructive (and vice versa). I also know many couples who have chosen not to ‘marry’ and who function perfectly well as friends, lovers and parents. These are the rantings of a failing institution unsure of what it is and what it is meant to be about. Why, for example, if Lord Carey of Clifton is such a devout, bible believing man, has he not renounced his title on the basis of Matthew 20.25-28 – maybe drop the Lord bit George. But don’t get me started on that! Simple solution – the CofE needs to disestablish itself, all who want to enter into a mutually beneficial contractual relationship ‘marry’ in a civil ceremony under civil law. Those who feel so inclined can then choose to have another ceremony in a church or a mosque or a synagog or a temple or a garden shed – job done.
Today’s track – Modern Love by Mr David Bowie
What The !?
So, I read a tweet about a press release regarding the Church of England pulling together a group to advise the House of Bishops on human sexuality. I was gobsmacked to see that the group was made up entirely of men – not just any old men but a Sir somebody or other (see press release for specifics) and a bunch of Rt Rev’s (Bishops). When I read the press release I found myself wanting to chew off my own left foot. Then I felt bad because I didn’t want to give a feck – but I do – and that set me off chewing the right foot. In the past week we have watched the CofE forcing its head up its own arse in an attempt to retreat into further denial that women are equal with men. The Queen, God bless her, makes an open admission that she has no grasp whatsoever on postmodern society as she imagines the CofE to be even remotely relevant to more than 5% of the population – choosing to stick up for the much bullied institution that she is bizarrely the head of – AND THEY REFUSE TO ACCEPT WOMEN CAN BE BISHOPS! The fecking head of the CofE and ruling monarch is a WOMAN you nonces! And now! Today, I have to read and reread in a state of disbelief that a group who are to advise the House of Misogynist Homophobes (sorry, Bishops) on human sexuality is made up entirely of men??!! What advice are they going to give I ask myself? What, if anything, do they know about human sexuality? Who will they be asking and how will they be arriving at any conclusions? And who gives a flying fox? I’m going for a lie down now in preparation for the next surreal episode in this sorry saga.
Morrissey – I Have Forgiven Jesus
Rabble
Inspired by a project my daughter is currently engrossed in over at andsewfortoday I plucked a random word from the ether and decided to use it as the prompt for an automatic poem for today’s post.
Rid yourself of the babble
Aching in the belly of your trouble
Bursting the belief in your bubble
Burning in the bonfire’s rubble
Left after the haste and the hustle
Ending your time with this rabble
Dada!
Frou Frou – Psychobabble
Losing It
The words are all the same but the meaning is slipping away. It seems more and more ridiculous each time I say them. Scary place right now. Mr Dawkins isn’t as clever as he imagines if he thinks his survey has done anything more than state the blindingly bloody obvious. Who ever believed that when someone ticks a box about what they believe it defines them? Seems he may even be a little disappointed that those who ticked the box were not as militant in there belief as he had hoped – at least then he would have had someone to rail back at him as he rails at them. Is it just me or is Mr Dawkins just a little too obsessed with his war on belief? Don’t get me wrong, I welcome his honesty but the whole foaming at the mouth thing and paying for adverts on the side of buses smacks of obsession. He’s heading for a fecking big conversion experience if you ask me and then he will be even more maniacal – “The End Is Nigh!”. Calm down Dawkins, try being a bit more tolerant and maybe just a little more nominal than those you seem to be desperate to ridicule as the faithless faithful. It’ll all fizzle out of its own accord if you let it be. Your fundamentalist ranting can only serve to fan the flames of fundamentalism in those you attack – persecution grows this stuff more than anything else – surely a brain as big as yours can understand that (maybe not since size doesn’t matter apparently). You may even be a more successful evangelist for the very thing you hate if you keep banging on about how pointless it is. Now, where was I? Ah yes, the words are all the same but the meaning is slipping away. . .
I Don’t Wanna To Wait (The Rapture) – DJ Madson
This Old Heart Of Mine (Is Weak For You)
Inspired by the theme of today and a post on my son’s Repugnant Heart blog I am posting the definitive love song for today – and dedicating it to the one I love (you know who you are). Also, I’m posting a poem I wrote for said loved one some years back – it still holds true
Curl
Where the skin folds
There hides a heaven hoping
To be found
By fingers tips
and hungry lips
Where the hips curl
There lies a landscape of desire
And in my heart a forest fire
Ignites
Where the night falls
There the rising of your breast
Invokes my own rising
From my rest
To be near you
Where the lips swell
There drips the dew
For me to drink and drown in you

Happy Valentines Day my love xxx
The song? What else could it be – This Old Heart Of Mine (Is Weak For You) by the incomparable Isley Brothers writing by the unmatchable songwriters Holland–Dozier–Holland



