Weekly Wrap 23 September 2013

Errol Flynn returns with words of advice for the lost and destitute – or should that be the depraved?
“I portray myself as wicked, hoping I will not be regarded as wicked.  But I may really be wicked in the Biblical sense.”  From My Wicked Wicked Ways. 1959

THIS WEEK

The second part of George Monbiot’s  Chemical Weapons and the UN Security Council opened the week.  He wrote “Until there is some candour about past crimes and current injustices, until there is an effort to address the inequalities over which the US presides, everything it attempts – even if it doesn’t involve guns and bombs – will stoke the cynicism and anger the president says he wants to quench.”

‘Christopher Marlowe was stabbed to death in a London pub.  He was 29 and a spy in the pay of Sir Francis Walsingham, the Virgin Queen’s secretary and England’s Spymaster.’ wrote Tarquin O’Flaherty in the third instalment of ‘Man as Machine’.

 

Cecil Poole brought a piece called Food to the table, in which he explored what it is that makes us buy certain foods, and what it is that “nature provides”.

Sophie Mirabella is no longer the member for Indi.  Our political commentator,  Paddy O’Cearmada, write of this in The Last Stand, Sophie and Ned.  

The Light of the World also by Paddy 0′Cearmada discussed “Tony Abbott’s statement that many women are knocking at the door of his recently announced Cabinet is a modern example of the ‘obstinately shut mind’.   Triumphant as a new Prime Minister he had the power to open that door, and the fact that only one woman has been admitted is a disgrace.”

Saturday’s MDFF Jefferson, Pope Innocent IV, and American Indians takes us to North America to look “the racist, greedy religiosity of Manifest Destiny used to seize Indian land”.

 

Poetry Sunday brought Soliloquy for One Dead by Bruce Dawe. Our Poetry Editor Ira Maine said this beautiful poem needs no comment.
“Ah, no, Joe, you never knew
the whole of it, the whistling
which is only the wind in the chimney’s
smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy
path that are always somebody else’s.

  

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Regards
Cecil Poole