The Last Post

As the title says.

This will be my last post at Lansbury’s Lido. I’ve finally decided to retire this blog to the heavenly archive or maybe I’ll consign it to the fiery furnace leaving nowt but a shadow on the wayback machine.

It’s been a good ride over the years, sharing my lefty thoughts on politics and current events, sharing posts and discussions, meeting some great comrades, and also some not so great, hoping for a great socialist future where peace and harmony reigns supreme!

Alas the wheels came off the bus as they say. Was it my expectations or viewing the possible futures through rose-tinted spectacles of memories past?

My Left was a Left of Keir Hardie, of George Lansbury, of Attlee and Bevan and the NHS, Of Eric Heffer and Tom Mann. A left of strong union leaders working with comrades to realise Clause 4! A Left where those whose labour and brain created the wealth got to share in and control the wealth. A Left open to all, from the hoary handed worker in the field to the academic in the ivory tower.

It gone. All gone.

The elites in the main political left parties have suited and booted and embraced the creed of the Tories whilst deceitfully leaving the Red Flag flying. Those to the left outside of Parliament have dissolved into internecine disputes of funds and rape. The young have become intolerant caricatures, rallying to the latest sexy trend on Twitter and Facebook and forgetting those, the majority who they should be supporting and fighting for.

Those parties now seen as the hope for the Left are nothing but semi-fascist and engrossed in issues of singular importance to the minority.

¡No pasarán! was the cry to the capitalist behemoth. They shall not pass!

But whilst the Left scoured social media for another ‘phobia’ they could decry and hang their vendetta masks on the Tories and the economic elite built a bypass. The Left gesticulated from the crumbling B road as private capital roared past on the smooth undulating toll roads.

Modernity has been consumed by a fascist, intolerant liberalism and then vomited up as a postmodern pavement pizza. Facts have been swept under the carpet and tagged as bigotry. This is the Left now. Idiotic, childish and screwed up.

A man puts on lipstick, a dress and high heels and demands to be allowed into the women’s changing room at Next. When he’s not allowed he screams something ending in ‘-phobic’ and the Left condemns the ‘bigots’ for not being accepting him as a woman.

Another person decides it’s fabulous to suggest that #killallwhitemen is a grand thing to post on a Tweet for a business account and gets the hump when they’re called out for it.

A good point to post my favourite graphic methinks.

Homoexuals in Iran swing from cranes at the behest of Shia clerics for the delight of the crowd. In Mosul homosexuals are thrown from buildings by Islamists of Daesh and stoned by the crowd if they have the temerity to survive the drop. In Britain Christians are dragged through the legal system for the heinous crime of wearing a cross or not wanting to bake a cake. And for the left we know which of these events generates the shrillest condemnation and thirst for vengeance.

After venting my spleen in this post I realise that my ‘Left’ hasn’t changed. It’s died a whimpering death and the title has been stolen by the fascist liberals. Dreams of economic control by the workers are no more.

It was good whilst it lasted.



There Is A Day

Couple of years ago a brother of mine gave me a CD that he’d won in a raffle. The music wasn’t really to his African taste. I think I listened to it partially and then unfortunately forgot about it.

Fast forward to recently and I was browsing through theDove’s TV channel and came across a wonderful worship song by Phatfish called There Is A Day. Such a wonderful song I decided that I’d see about purchasing it or at least the album that it was on.

Searching through XBox Music I did find it on a compilation album and then remembered that somewhere I had got a Phatfish CD. Digging out the CD called Heavenbound what is the last track on the album? Yup, There Is A Day!

So here it is, this wonderful song performed by Phatfish.

The Church of The Living God

Sometimes scripture leaps out of the pages of the Bible and just slaps you round the chops! You read something, often something you’ve read many times before and fresh revelation comes from the words.

Take 1 Timothy, one of Paul’s pastoral letters. We often look at it and see a set of conditions that leaders within the church must adhere to and work towards. But at the end there’s a phrase which has really touched me. It’s in verses 14-15.

14 I am writing these things to you now, even though I hope to be with you soon, 15 so that if I am delayed, you will know how people must conduct themselves in the household of God. This is the church of the living God, which is the pillar and foundation of the truth.

See it there? The phrase ‘the church of the living God’.

What do we take from that phrase squirreled away in the text? For me it says that the church has to be seen as the church of the living God.

Not just a Baptist Church
Not just a Roman Catholic Church
Not just a Methodist Church
Not just an Anglican Church
Not just the Redeemed Christian Church of God
Not just the Southern Baptist Assembly
But the Church of the Living God

To be the church of the living God then people must see the evidence of a living God, not a dead God. People must see and must walk in the power of the Holy Spirit. We should be seeing salvation, repentance, healings, miracles. We should be seeing the love of God manifest as love for God and love for our neighbours. We should be seeing compassion, holiness, a people growing in maturity and seeking solid food.

What do you see?

Animals Matter – PPCs views on hunting

Came across this service from the League Against Cruel Sports where they offer a system where all your Parliamentary Prospective Candidates for the 2015 General Election in your constituency are contacted to find their views on aspects of hunting and animal welfare. The system works by the PPCs clicking on an email sent from me to select their views on the LACS website.

Thought I’d give it a punt as it’s very easy to do. So I plug in my details and click the button to send.

In my constituency of Aldershot there are 5 candidates that appeared on the LACSs system.

  • Mr Carl Hewitt – Green
  • Mr Alan Hilliar – Liberal Democrat
  • Sir Gerald Howarth MP – Conservative
  • Mr Gary Puffett – Labour
  • Mr William Walker – UKIP
My emails went out at 11am on Saturday 14th March.

By 7:30 that evening I had an email. It was from Gerald Howarth, the sitting MP. As he said in his email he’s a supporter of the Countryside Alliance and the British Association for Shooting and Conservation, so he’s no fan of the LACS. No surprises there and I don’t expect he’s shared his views with the LACS. To give him his due though he does respond promptly to communications. I’ve badgered him about stuff in the past and he’s always got back pretty quickly.

What does surprise me is that none of the others have shown that they have even received my email. I know that this is a constituency where you could take a turd, roll it in glitter, pin an I Love Maggie badge on it and it’d soon be sitting on green leather in Westminster, but come on, no one else has even had the courtesy to respond.

Yes, I know the LACS request is loaded one way with regards to hunting and shooting but in an election year there’s really no reason why Hewitt, Hilliar, Puffett and Walker couldn’t have got off their arses and replied.


Got to love Mujica

English: José Mujica, Frente Amplio candidate....

Wise words from Uraguayan President Jose Mujica:

‘A president is a high-level official who is elected to carry out a function. He is not a king, not a god. He is not the witch doctor of a tribe who knows everything. ‘He is a civil servant. I think the ideal way of living is to live like the vast majority of people whom we attempt to serve and represent.’

Measure your political representatives against such a statement. None can stand.