One of the things that always interested me about Maggie Poppins is that she seemed to have no sense of humour & lacked empathy. She was a science graduate. She may have been able to collect & collate data intelligently, but she seemed unimaginative & didn't appear to understand that reality actually exists outside of a test tube or a petri dish. I think that this basic, almost autistic, inability to empathise or even sympathise with the majority of the people she harmed ...
Updated 06-03-2013 at 07:56 AM by Red-Headed
When Thatcher came into power in 1979 one in seven children lived in poverty, only a year after she was in power it was one in three. I don't call that progress. She created strife where there was none before, accusing the miners of being the enemy within. Even police officers now admit they were ordered to start the violence against them. She destroyed them as revenge for the perception that they had brought down the Heath government. We import (virtually) all of our coal ...
A summer downpour flowering umbrellas - glistening toadstools.
It takes about forty-five minutes on the train That's three quarters of an hour more or less, And as the countryside vistas flow past I can listen to The Jesus And Mary Chain. Of course I could listen to anything I desired, An act of Puccini, maybe all of Tabarro. All just as long as it allows me the drift Drowsily merging the rhythm required To make my commuting seem so surreal And take me away from the urban ...
Red ripe apples hang and sometimes fall from my tree - grubs have taken theirs, wind blows, leaves tumble the heat of summer fading - my joints feeling stiff, bright July sunset swirling white, crimson & blue - raspberry ripple.
Updated 07-27-2011 at 12:04 PM by Red-Headed