EASTER JOTTINGS

 

EASTER JOTTINGS

                         (With grateful acknowledgements to the old Telegraph Peter Simple Column)

 

To my doctor, village handyman, deck-chair attendant and barber-surgeon Jamie Perks, who diagnosed my ailment as Incorrigible Mortification of the Tripes. He prescribed bleeding with leeches @ 2p per leech. I was much improved. Spoke casually to my NHS doctor who rushed me by ambulance to the local Aneurin Bevan Superama Hospital and insisted I took a scan in their 2m GBP ultra-sound suite. Clearly bamboozled, there were many oohs and aaghs from the nursing staff as my results came slowly through. The consultant Dr Acula looked at my leeches with intense interest and stroked his rather scraggly beard. “We are all guilty” intoned resident psychiatrist Dr Heinz Kiosk irrelevantly.

There is not much that is funny ha-ha about Vladimir Putin, but plenty that is funny-peculiar. My sources tell me he has a secure deluxe padded-cell at the Lavrenti Beria Rest Home for Retired KGB Torturers in Omsk (or is it Tomsk?). The Home boasts an extensive lake and upon it, Putin, self-promoted to Admiral, commands a scaled down replica of the good ship Moskva. His “associates” have doctored the volatile ammunition magazines of this craft, MI5 ensures he has a generous helping of poisoned borscht awaiting his disembarkment, on a clear day lethal Turkish drones can be seen hovering in the skies, and his sweet tooth will be more than satisfied by the bombe surprise concocted by the kitchens of Mossad. Expect a big bang soon!

“Vile capitalist exploitation!” yells Tureen Trotsky, Nadirco Professor of World Literature at Kent Bottom University, as the Lesbian, one-legged, Palestinian academic calls for the “cancellation” of all the works of Dickens, Austen, Thackeray and especially Thomas Hardy, whose evocations of a green, rural England “fly in the face of slaving working people and promote racial discrimination”. Professor Trotsky substitutes historic pornography from the Olympia Press in Paris and from the Svengali Institute in Pskov. The wheels of Justice grind slowly but some will be content to learn she has at last been served with a writ by the Home Office and given a one-way ticket to Rwanda.

Is Boris a Tory? The question is asked with penetrating repetition throughout the land. How can one with, admittedly remote, Turkish antecedents possibly qualify? And he does not appear to be a member of the Carlton Club, let alone an honorary Warden of my Feudal and Reactionary League. His sexual dalliances label him a Liberal and his love of Northern grittiness echo many a scurvy Socialist. His flag-waving endears him to the stoutest Ulster Unionist. Yet in this moment of peril, we will rally to him as a shock-haired Joan of Arc, scattering his sinister enemies in the plush House of Lords and even on his own green back-benches. The Bringer of Brexit wins and deserves a dukedom and national adulation!

 

SMD

18.4.22

Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2022

 

THE GREEK MIRACLE

I sit here in our comfortable family house in suburban Athens, situated on the foothills of Mount Hymettus, whose modest sugar-loaf bulk protects us from wind and tempest. I ponder the history of this place and the contribution Greece has made to human development. I am a proud Scot and a patriotic Briton too, but I have to concede that the Greeks are an extraordinary star-turn by most measures and I wish to pay this grateful tribute to them.

The greatness of Greece emanates first from the poetic sagas of Homer, The Iliad and The Odyssey. The Iliad is the story of the siege of Troy, when the Greeks under Agamemnon of Mycenae unite to free lovely Helen, the wife of Spartan king Menelaus, who has been kidnapped by the Trojan prince Paris, son of King Priam.  The epic poem was attributed to Homer (some say there were 3 separate poets) who flourished in about 750 BC, probably in Ionia. The events in Troy, if there is a kernel of truth in them, were dated much earlier, probably in the 12^th or 13^th century BC, according to archaeologists excavating in Mycenae and Troy. A Bronze Age Trojan war is being described by an Iron Age poet, Homer.

We are talking about pre-History here, with no written records. The Greeks had no alphabet or script in those days and these epic poems were transmitted orally and transcribed much later.    

        Homer, father of Greek poetry

Declaimed in sonorous iambic pentameters, Homer’s epic world is one of Olympian gods interfering with the actions of Greek and Trojan heroes and their women, of furious rivalries between warriors and of all the qualities and vices of mankind. His Odyssey describing the adventures of Odysseus (in Latin, Ulysses) is wholly imaginative as he wrestles with monsters and evil spirits on his way home to his wife Penelope on his Aegean-island kingdom of Ithaca. Homer inspired the great Latin epic, the Aeneid by Virgil, praising the founding of Rome by the Trojan hero Aeneas.

To sum up matters Homeric, the brilliant but careless archaeologist Heinrich Schliemann excavated a Bronze age death-mask in Mycenae and like the great show-man he was, telegrammed the King of Greece, with precious little scientific evidence: I have gazed upon the face of Agamemnon! The public believed him and loved it though later experts dated the mask a century before any Agamemnon.

             Schliemann’s Famed Mask of Agamemnon

Fast forward to the 5^th century BC and the Golden Age of Athens, when that city-state enjoyed a remarkable flowering mainly under the auspices of populist statesman Pericles. That flowering was led by philosophers like Socrates, who taught Plato, whose pupil was Aristotle. The works of these great minds, in ethics and politics, are still endlessly debated today, (or certainly were in my Oxford days 60 years ago).

The Golden Age also saw the theatre flourish, a religious as well as a dramatic feast in those times. The works of the great dramatists Aeschylus, Sophocles and Euripides thrilled the ancient audiences and modern ones too. In 1960, as a short-term student in Paris, I read all Sophocles’ plays (no great feat, there are only 7). I have attended various classical performances, often at Herodes Atticus, the Roman theatre beneath the Acropolis in Athens. Last time I was there the blinding of a character was graphically enacted. This proved too much for a lady spectator who fell into a noisy swoon and had to be carried out amid much hubbub. An authentic touch, for sure!

The timeless buildings on the Acropolis are also Pericles’ legacy, although he ruthlessly looted the treasure belonging to the Delian League to pay for them.

            The Acropolis today

The Parthenon, the Erechtheion and other temples beautify modern Athens. The finest theatres in Greece architecturally are elsewhere. There is an evocative, but steep, theatre at the wonderful site of Delphi, which was altered to accommodate a visit, and no doubt a bardic performance, by the Emperor Nero. Most people’s favourite is the vast Theatre at Epidaurus in the Peloponnese.

                           

                                                     The acoustically perfect theatre at Epidaurus

On one of several visits years ago, I tested the vaunted acoustics by declaiming the famous speech from Marlowe’s Dr Faustus:

Is this the Face that launched a Thousand Ships

And burnt the topless Towers of Ilium?

Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a Kiss…

My long-suffering wife, seated on high, heard me with bell-like clarity. I did not however achieve immortality!

A Renaissance Raphael fresco in the Vatican depicts the richness of the Academy of Athens:

A copy from the V&A of Raphael’s Academy

I am no scholar but it is possible to identify the historians Thucydides and Herodotus, the mathematicians Pythagoras and Euclid and the sculptor Praxiteles in addition to the usual suspects. Sadly, Pericles and his successors lost the Peloponnesian War against authoritarian Sparta and the spark of the glory of Athens was greatly diminished.

Classical Greece gave way to the dominance of Macedonian Alexander the Great and soon enough to the Romans. Hellenistic culture continued to flourish, Greek was also the language of the New Testament and of the Eastern Mediterranean generally. Although geographical Greece was a mere province, the Byzantine Empire, successor to the Roman, spread her culture very widely. Exquisite churches like Daphni, near Athens, or Hosias Loukas on the road to Delphi testify to that beauty.

      Christ the All-judging in mosaic from Daphni

The Byzantine Empire ended with the fall of Constantinople to the Ottoman Turks in 1453 and Greece suffered as second-class infidels under the Muslim yoke. In 1821 the Greeks revolted and achieved liberation in 1830. I am proud that my fellow Scot and alumni in childhood at Aberdeen Grammar School, the poet Lord Byron, played a leading role in rallying European opinion on the Greek side.

I dreamed that Greece might still be free

Modern Greece has had many moments of turmoil but her unique spirit, typified by her brave Resistance to Nazi occupation in WW2, is unquenched and many will join me in proclaiming:

 – Thank you Greece for ushering in Western civilization, all strength to the Hellenic genius, long live Greece!

 

SMD

15.04.22

Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2022

THE LIMITS OF POWER

It is becoming clear that a handicap afflicting the great Powers of today, the USA, Russia, China and The European Union, is an inability to recognize the limits of their strength and authority. Recent older Powers like the UK and France learnt this lesson the hard way and Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee in 1897 was celebrated in Recessional with Kipling’s wry lines:

Far-called our navies melt away;
  On dune and headland sinks the fire:
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
  Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

The world craves equilibrium, what the 19^th century called “the balance of power”. No one Power can become dominant, while their collective need basically to cooperate with each other creates a stability helpful to all the other nations in the world. This idealised state of affairs has recently come unstuck and the different reasons for this are worth exploring.

The USA was created under her unique 1776 Constitution which conferred equality to every citizen and powerful rights to every state in the Union. An attempt to secede from the Union by a group of Southern states in 1861 precipitated a ferocious Civil War. Over the years the Federal central authority has strengthened but States Rights remains a populist rallying cry. Notions of Manifest Destiny and The American Dream are rather passé these days, and despite decisive contributions to both World Wars, the old cohesion of the (white) US population weakens in the face of unsuccessful wars in Vietnam and Afghanistan, acute racial tensions and the divisive rhetoric of politicians like Donald Trump.

                                 US divisions still apparent after 157 years

We Brits mostly believe that the US is a vital power for good and are dismayed by the poor leadership shown by ga-ga Joe Biden. He has blundered on Ukraine and we can only hope his successor is fit for the job. Acting as the world’s policeman is a thankless task and a broadly supportive home electorate is an important pre-requisite. The military might of nuclear USA is unrivalled and it must not fall under the influence of diehard generals or a “woke” Leftist Congress.

America’s only rival in firepower is Russia. After many convulsions, Putin brought some stability and relative prosperity to his country bolstered by her enviable natural resources. Yet Putin has chosen a highly assertive foreign policy and he chafes at what he sees as a humiliation imposed by the West involving the break-up of the Stalinist USSR or traditional Tsarist Empire. His complaints are fanciful as the old Russian autocracies had lost the consent of the Russian and her subject peoples.

In launching her wild, unprovoked assault on Ukraine Putin has condemned Russia to global condemnation. It is so retrograde a measure that Russia’s reputation will take generations to recover. The conduct of the Russian forces and their bestial treatment of civilians puts their country beyond the Pale of civilised inter-reaction. Quite contrary to Putin’s expectations it has united Europe against him, provoked a drastic programme of sanctions and stimulated Ukrainians to an effective and heroic defence. What insane impulse has propelled Putin into this calamitous course of action?  Putin’s War is a throwback to the 17^th century, when, as Samuel Butler tells us, the leaders:

Decide all Controversies by
Infallible Artillery;

Thankfully we have come a long way since then and surely Russia’s leaders will face capital criminal charges when the dust has settled, as we see the appalling carnage and suffering they have unleashed.

                

       How Russia treats her neighbours

Putin’s attack on Ukraine simply underlines the truth of Lord Acton’s dictum:

All power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Even more of an enigma to the Western mind is the position of China. By weight of population ancient China deserves to be a leading Power but failed to compete from the 19^th century onwards. Communist ideology, as propounded by Mao Zedong, held back China until the regimes dominated by Deng Xiaoping in the 1980s opened up to the world with a policy of “market socialism”. Modern China is now immensely prosperous and a key manufacturer. Her huge investments in resources in Africa and elsewhere make her an indispensable partner for the West. More ominously, her investment in Western educational establishments, including Oxbridge colleges, gives her real influence.

China remains a communist dictatorship, with dissidents suppressed and persecuted. The territory of China is widely recognised but there are flashpoints. China claims Taiwan, currently independent and democratically governed but once, from 1949 to 1975, the bolt-hole of deposed Chinese autocrat Chiang Kai Shek. Before that it was part of the Japanese Empire from 1895 to 1945. Taiwan has many economic friends in East Asia and the USA. Any attempt by China to seize and occupy Taiwan would be fiercely resisted – and events in Ukraine may give China pause. A military operation would be perilous and a diplomatic solution would be the sensible way through. Similarly, China has aggressively claimed much of the South China Sea, building bases, clashing with the Philippines, Thailand, Vietnam and Malaysia who also have interests there. No doubt some agreement could be cobbled up, but China plays a long game. China made many promises about the autonomy of Hong Kong when it was handed back by the UK in 1997, but these promises have been broken with the suppression of anti-Chinese opposition on the territory. Whether China would ever properly abide by a treaty on Taiwan or the South China Sea is a moot point.

               
   President Xi Jinping runs an unpredictable nation

China was once the junior partner in the Sino-Soviet relationship. With China’s economic strength and Russia’s rapid demographic decline, the roles are reversed. The Tsarist nightmare of a takeover by “The Yellow Horde” may be realized in years to come. And yet…..some commentators believe China is a “paper tiger”, far less dangerous and single-minded than its propaganda claims and that its military might is quite unproven. Most of us prefer not to test that theory and to let sleeping dogs lie.

The 4th power bloc is the European Union comprising 27 nations, most with a long and distinguished history. The 6 EEC founder-members who signed the Treaty of Rome in 1957 pledged to move towards political integration, but that was fanciful for many years. Later however it became clear that an expanded EU needed more centralised and efficient powers and independent sovereignty became eroded. Britain, a member since 1973, did not like the direction of travel and left the EU in 2020 after a narrow referendum vote in 2016.

France, Germany, Italy and Spain are the dominant members, with a secretariat in Brussels, Belgium. Generally, the EU has been economically successful although recent crises have slowed growth. It is protectionist by instinct and its approach to problems is legalistic and “rules-based” – not much scope for dynamic originality. It is fair to say that getting 27 nations to agree on substantial matters is a huge burden and sometimes the EU sounds like a dissonant Tower of Babel. The cultural division between the original founding 6, the Scandinavians, the Baltics, the Slav Central and Eastern Europeans and the Eastern Mediterranean states is very apparent. Amazingly the 27 have managed to speak with one voice in the face of the Russian war on Ukraine, but the exposed position of dissident Poland and the luke-warm adherence of Hungary means that reform of its constitution is necessary. One size does not fit all! Movement on such matters is very laboured and the EU could easily do too little too late. The EU’s lack of its own army is a long-term problem and some say the UK missed an historic opportunity in leaving rather than leading the EU. I disagree – the gulf between the UK’s and the EU’s mentality and world-view was simply too wide.

Kenneth Clark helped us to recognize “Civilisation” when we saw it

Creating world security cannot depend on the United Nations where Russia and China have an over-arching veto. Statesmen of a new generation have to institute political change to light and cherish the torches of democracy and civilisation and protect mankind.

 

SMD

6.04.22

Text copyright © Sidney Donald 2022

SWEET NOTHINGS

 

SWEET NOTHINGS

 

Let me take your minds, temporarily at least, off Ukraine, Covid and Boris and I give you 5 random thoughts to amuse and divert.

 

1.       What a peculiar institution are forenames (my generation were still able to call them “Christian names”). British Prime Ministers were reassuringly conventional – Robert, John, William, David, Andrew, Stanley etc. Only Boris strikes a clanging false-note. But across the Pond, Americans went crazy. Presidents sported monikers like Zachary, Millard, Abraham, Ulysses, Grover, Woodrow, Warren, Calvin, Dwight, Lyndon and Barack. Sadly, Americans have always been trail-blazers in such matters and I predict the inevitable crop of UK Premiers called Brooklyn, Elton and Cilla.

                                 Ulysses Grant, President 1869-1877

 

2.       National anthems and patriotic songs vary greatly in quality. The UK anthem is worthy but dull, eclipsed by the rousing French La Marseillaise or the inspirational Welsh Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau.  My native Scotland uses the ineffably feeble Flower of Scotland, worth at least 6 points to the opposition when it is sung before a rugby game at Murrayfield. It is a dirge and we need a cheerful marching song. The Americans have their splendid Battle Hymn of the Republic, with its poetic text. The Tsarist God save the Tsar was heady stuff too, but in a more contemporary style, I enjoy Oz’s I am, you are, we are Australian, composed in 1987 for that vigorously energetic country (below).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjkrjYitgeA

 

3.       As every day passes, we are reduced to digital bytes rather than sentient human beings. I read that credit card transactions will become even more complex by the introduction of a new level of identification, with the retailer requiring a code which will be imparted to the customer through his mobile phone. This ignores the fact that plenty of older folk do not  have mobile phones and that we oldies anyhow are rather slower to manipulate these gadgets. Even the youthful cannot react in nanoseconds, whatever the banks or credit card companies fondly dream. So, expect yet more queue congestion at the checkout! These measures are supposed to protect us from fraud – by God we need it!

 

4.       Years ago (1937 actually) John Betjeman, in his Slough, pithily warned us against brain-rot as we become more influenced by the media:

 

It’s not their fault they do not know

The birdsong from the radio,

It’s not their fault they often go

To Maidenhead

 

And talk of sports and makes of cars

In various bogus Tudor bars

And daren’t look up and see the stars

But belch instead.

 

Somewhere else in the poem he talks of “tinned minds, tinned breath”. How much truer is his piece now! We suffocate in the world of fake news and, since its woke opposition to Brexit, I no longer believe the snide BBC as readily as I once did. Truth is an absolute, there is no relativity involved: there is no such thing as Tory truth, Leftie truth, LibDem truth or Communist truth – although there are armies of “activists” dedicated to convince us otherwise.

Yet I too watch “bubble-gum TV”, the mindless pap served up in huge dollops day in day out. I confess to watching Tipping Point, Dancing on Ice and moronic films with Jason Statham or Matt Damon. Brain rot has set in and it is seldom leavened by a decent book or an uplifting drama. I know better but old age, apathy and idleness have me in their tentacles. I will not resort to the “bare bodkin” so I will set myself free. Forget about my various ailments, raise the cultural level drastically, brush up my Shakespeare, sharpen my epigrams and dump any reluctance to join the 21^st century! Sorry, readers, this has become a pep-talk from me to me!

 

5.       Watching Crufts dog show on TV, one cannot fail to be won over by the character of most dogs. In the past we had a Yorkie, an Elkhound and a Peke, all greatly loved and we currently share a Shih Tzu in Athens with my middle son. We are reluctant to have a dog in Britain as we are not able to walk him and groom him adequately or house him when we are away. But the absence of a dog leaves a big gap. The affection and fidelity you get from a well-behaved dog is wonderful. You feel safer and both of you revel in mutual companionship.

                                               

Flat coated retriever Baxer, Best in Show Crufts 2022

SMD. 15.03.22 Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2022

 

PUTIN THE PUTRID

Russia is a talented and remarkable country which has made a huge contribution to European culture in terms of literature, music, film and architecture. Her persistent and brave armies turned the tide against Nazi Germany in WW2. Her technological progress confirmed her status as a Great Power. This vast country has many beauties and valuable natural resources. She should be an honoured member of the European family. Unfortunately, her record in government is a very poor one. Always dictatorial and autocratic, for centuries we have seen her neighbours attacked and plundered, minorities oppressed, the weak exploited, laws ignored, democratic ideas squashed and violence employed recklessly. The Russian world is totally alien to the Liberal-Democratic one in which we live.

The West had hoped that after the murderous horrors of Stalinism, a more moderate political climate would emerge. Khrushchev opened a few windows and Brezhnev had some success in redirecting the economy away from military spending towards a consumer society. Only Gorbachev understood that communist dogma was at the root of Russia’s problems, but his reforms offended many Russians used to the older order, although they were hailed by the West, and the regime of Yeltsin fell into crime and confusion. In 1991, the then Soviet Union had disintegrated into its 15 far-flung constituent republics. All proclaimed their independent nationhood, including, in Europe, the Russian Federation, Belarus, the 3 Baltics, Moldova and Ukraine. The Russian Federation became heir to the assets and liabilities of the Soviet Union.

 In 2000 Vladimir Putin, a middle-ranking ex-KGB-policeman, who entered politics in St Petersburg and later Moscow, ascended to power. As President or Prime Minister, he has held the reins ever since. He cleaned up urban lawlessness, restored much prosperity as oil and gas prices bounced back after a prolonged glut, and controlled the influence of the robber-baron “oligarchs” who had profited hugely from the bungled denationalization of Soviet assets. He is a popular figure in Russia.

                                              Putin on crumbling foundations

Putin, like many other Russians, angrily resents the diminution of the old Tsarist and Soviet state. He disparages the successor states and their connections to what he sees as a weak and decadent West. He has sought to draw them back to the Russian sphere of influence, which he wishes to expand and control. He is too late to recover the Baltics (members of the EU and NATO), Belarus is a Russian puppet under sinister dictator Lukashenko, while Moldova is weak and of little value. This leaves the Ukraine, (population 44m) once known as “Russia’s breadbasket” for its fertile plains, a country with a proud place in Orthodox history and with bitter memories of the needless and brutal famine imposed by Stalin in 1932-3 killing some 4 million Ukrainians, split and ravaged by WW2.

Relations between Russia and Ukraine have been rocky since the end of the Soviet era. Power in Ukraine has fluctuated between the pro-Russian side (Kravchuk and Yanukovych) and the pro-Western one (Timoshenko, Poroshenko and now Zelensky). In 2014 Putin decided to annex Crimea (which ironically had been ceded to Ukraine by a friendly Khrushchev in 1954) and supported separatist militias, no doubt Russian guided, in the Eastern provinces of Donetsk and Luhansk. This action was naked aggression, condemned by the civilised world, who were ignored by Putin. In 2016 Ukraine became an associate (but not a member) of the EU with a trade and travel agreement and she has expressed a wish to join NATO. But the West will not get deeply embedded in a lethal Slav hotpot.

In 2022, for no obvious reason, a paranoid Putin raised the temperature against Ukraine and manufactured a fake crisis. Claiming bizarrely that Russia was threatened by Ukrainian “Nazis”, in February 2022 he sent in a strong invasion army to subjugate the country. The Ukrainian defence was spirited and effective, but Kiev and Kharkov were besieged. We await a military outcome, but fear that in time the Ukrainians will be overcome in dreadful circumstances with heavy casualties, civilian and military. Putin has threatened all-comers with Russia’s nuclear arsenal. We pray he will be removed from the scene somehow.

                      Brave and inspirational Zelensky

Putin has never accepted the reality of Ukrainian independence. His mindset is typical of his KGB background. We know how such Russians operate, we have seen the unsuccessful assassination plot against renegade spies in Salisbury, the attempted poisoning of pro-Western Victor Yushchenko, premier of Ukraine, the persecution, abuse and imprisonment of Russian opposition leader Alexei Navalny. Russian armies devastated Afghanistan, flattened Aleppo in Syria in 2016 with cynical brutality and turned on their Chechen compatriots in Grozny in 2000. The West’s enemy, Putin. is unmistakably a monster from a bygone age.

Fortunately, Putin’s actions have united the West in a determination to wage comprehensive economic warfare against him, so that he cannot fully mobilise his death legions and loses all momentum. We can hardly credit that in 2022 such a figure can roam around freely boasting of his nukes, bringing a cloud of fear over innocent fellow-humans. We know that Eastern Europeans enjoy the consumerism and entrepreneurial instincts of the prosperous West and wish to participate in that kind of peaceful society. Other nations, the Chinese, the Indians and the Arabs stand uneasily on the sidelines. They can throw their weight behind Putin the Putrid if they wish, but, let us proclaim with all our hearts, they would be much better served joining the West and opting for the eternal values of Freedom, Truth and Beauty.

SMD 4.03.22

Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2022

 

UNQUIET TIMES

Sitting here in February 2022, listening to news, true and false, emanating from Ukraine I have a spooky feeling that we have heard of all this before. I remind myself of events in Sarajevo in August 1914 and wonder how many Britons in those days had ever heard of Sarajevo or Bosnia or even of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Similarly, Neville Chamberlain, struggling with Nazi Germany, but ultimately surrendering the Czech Sudetenland in September 1938, described the crisis in a BBC broadcast as “A quarrel in a faraway country of whom we know nothing.” Would these words echo with most Britons who today hardly know Ukraine, have just about heard of Kiev (or is it Kyiv?), believing it to be some garlicky chicken dish, and care even less?     

                                 

Russian “exercises” with Belarus

And yet we do face the existential peril of another horrible war. We are faced with ruthless gangsters like Putin of Russia, like Lukashenko of Belarus and the grey eminence of aggressive Xi Jinping of China. We are not in a good place as our valiant champions are terminally catatonic Joe Biden of The United States, hopelessly woke Justin Trudeau of Canada, narcissistic surrender-monkey Emmanuel Macron of France, green and unreliable Olaf Scholz of Germany and, let’s put it kindly, highly erratic Boris Johnson of the UK. Not a very inspiring defensive team! Somehow these adversaries must avoid a general war for the sake of sanity and of the future of mankind. We are haunted by heavy thoughts!

It is not perhaps a surprise in these circumstances that my Muse has been muted and my fluency reduced to a feeble stammer. Our sense of security has not been much strengthened by Storm Eunice, which struck with considerable force reminding us of our vulnerability and our mortality. We are midgets too in the face of Nature!

Nor are we wholly convinced that the Covid plague has been conquered, much as we would like to break the bonds of regulation, social distancing and limits on normal human dialogue. People are much diminished if they cannot easily talk together, eat and drink together, play games together, work, dance, joke, embrace and, no doubt, bonk together. The medical profession deplores the relaxation of their control – a source of huge self-esteem and recognition – but it needs to stand back and trust the common sense of the population, most of whom are reasonably sensible. I know that is a tall order when faced with feral tattooed morons, anti-vaxxers of all shapes and the chronically anarchic, with all of whom our nation abounds.

But let us leave these complicated matters to our betters (maybe not now our elders). As one occupies oneself with life’s normalities, what does one see? One of my brothers waited 3 years and 2 months for an NHS follow-up call (he soon went private and has had 5 private consultations and 2 procedures) and suddenly he was called in and received instant GP and NHS hospital treatment.  I can report that my experience with the NHS has been excellent too. I asked to see a doctor and actually saw one of these elusive creatures, all togged up in protective clothing. He most civilly referred me to a hospital specialist, seen within a week – and I was given the all-clear. Very good going!

In winter one stays in a good deal. This suits me fine as I can wallow in nostalgia. In the last week I have watched videos of Disney’s 1937 Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, with such inventive animation, and The Adventures of Robin Hood with sparkling Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland and its rousing Erich Korngold score of 1938.

A most cheerful distraction

Perhaps more in tune with the spirit of the time, I finally finished reading Doom; The Politics of Catastrophe, by Niall Ferguson, a masterly, but hardly cheerful account of disasters, wars, plagues, eruptions etc through the ages. (Covid was only a small sideshow in that context). He also summarised some of the literary visions of our future, mostly dystopian and depressing, though many past sci-fi authors have been alarmingly accurate!

Heigh Ho!

 

SMD

20.02.22

Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2022

A WINTRY TALE

 

  A WINTRY TALE

The cobwebs are swept away, the aching joints find some lubrication, the brain loses its lethargic befuddlement and we are soon to be re-born in our Spring foliage, bright-eyed, luridly-coloured and bushy-tailed. Lockdown imposed a kind of soporific inactivity but it was not entirely pleasurable as it stirred up fears of malignant bacteria upon whose alleged horrors our medical establishment and sensationalist media loved to wallow. The last month has had dismal weather too – cold, wet and gloomy – enough to deflate the most ardent spirit.

Spare a charitable thought for we ordinary hedonistically-inclined Brits, bombarded by daily images of frowning hypocrite Sir Keir Starmer, professional sour-puss Nicola Sturgeon and envious has-been Theresa May, sharpening her knitting needles to exact her revenge.

Hardly a cheery trio!

The object of their collective hatred is of course our erratic Prime Minister, Boris Johnson, admittedly something of a buffoon and in Betjeman’s words:

Always up to a lark

With a toy balloon and a whistle

And some cider after dark

 

                    Boris, up to a Lark 

It is a lost cause to pretend that Boris brings much dignity to his office and his mistakes are many and serious, but the man is real, is human, he has wit, he can move voters and he is a winner. I happen to believe his Brexit policy is entirely right in principle, if not in execution, and that he has eventually made the right calls to lead the UK out of the pandemic. I think he may be ousted but I much prefer him and his Cavalier circle to the blue-nosed and deadly dull Roundheads (led by The Blob) likely to replace him.

The hysteria about alleged Downing Street parties is overblown but the canny enemies of Boris have built a great tale of privilege, entitlement and arrogance lording it over the humble populace, huddling round their unaffordable fire-grates as their children or other loved-ones suffer agonies. Taking in the BBC News the other night was like watching a Party Political Broadcast, so slanted were the reports in a Lefty and Woke direction.

The investigation into the cake-eating and BYOB drinking orgies has been beset by problems. Loudly demanded by the Opposition, it was soon conceded and has been completed for the Cabinet Office by the senior civil servant Sue Gray. Assurances were given that it would be published in full, sparing no famous name, however eminent. Then the Metropolitan Police announced it was also investigating breaches of the law and it has since requested that the Gray Report does not make extensive mention of people and places – does not sound like a very informative report! Anyhow some kind of report will be published soon, possibly heavily edited - “redacted” (in the civil service jargon). The whole fatuous broth has been spoiled by too many cooks.

The irrelevance of these matters is astonishing while Russia is squeezing Europe over gas prices, a Russian invasion of Ukraine seems a distinct possibility, the UK cost of living is rocketing, Brexit remains a battle and the Six Nations rugby starts next week. We have bigger fish to fry!

 

SMD

30.01.22

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