Friday 8 May 2015

I cannot lay an egg, however I believe I am a far better judge of an omelet, than any chicken alive.


So what does that have to do with Politics? 

Well it’s simple really, we are the end users of the outcome of the political machine. We are the ones who operate the finished product and after an election it is the people who are the many parts of the machine, the nuts and bolts so to speak. It is this thinking that has got me to view government as a very much non existent entity, at least it does not exist in the way that many people wold like to think of it.

I believe we see government as a mechanism which works tirelessly for us 24 hours a day. 

Now think about that statement and then consider the following. Let’s take for instance the idea that if we are out of work government should create jobs for us. We hear this all the time and mostly from politicians wanting to be elected. This does not really work for many reasons.

  1. We have moved increasingly quickly in the last fifteen years since the advent of the internet, from a country which manufactured things to a country driven by the service industry and into the digital age. and I believe that we are still in the middle of making and understanding that transition. If you ask many young people who are getting ready to leave school and consider their future, if the service industry is one for them, many will turn up their noses at the idea. However the service industry is one of the fastest growing in many once industrial driven countries. This is driven by the private sector and not the government.
  2. So lets say we go to the job centre and ask for a job. Many of the people working their do not want to be their in the first place and are also looking for the same job as you are, you know, that dream job. At the end of the day they leave and go home to their children, their bills, their house repairs and...well you get the picture they are people just like you and I. After they have taken all of your details they file them into a computer program which inappropriately  matches you to a job which does not fit your needs, interests  or skills.
  3. The person working at the job centre goes home at 5pm and does not take your file with them. They will not spend the evening pouring over job vacancies that will match perfectly to your needs and they will be faced with another several hundred ‘you’s’ the next day and so the cycle continues.
  4. The only real thing resembling a government is a set of buildings and a decree. In our case it’s the Magna Carta and for America it’s the Bill Of Rights and the Constitution. There is a ‘Bills Butchers’ I use that as an example because when an independent business person starts a small business, it rests on that person and when you go to the business and ask to speak to 'Bill', chances are that you get to. If you go down to the local government office and ask to speak to the government, besides looking at you quizzically, you might get to speak with the clerk or they will ask what part of government you wish to address and when that is decided you will be put on a waiting list and then passed over to an intern and...well you get the idea.

Let me explain at this point that I am not a negative person or down on the government, but I do marvel at people who say that we are owed something. Things like schools or medical coverage or housing or a job and so on. My question is to them, who owes us these things and if it is in fact the government then who within that government is responsible and in fact accountable to give it to us?


I will finish by asking this question: If we are ‘Owed’ things and we have the ‘Right’ to things and if two people are born at the same time, which one has the right and  which one has the responsibility to give it to the other?

Live Passionately, Ask Why!

Monday 4 May 2015

Watford 10K Both Humbled and Inspired.

Humble and Inspired

Today I took part in the Watford 10K along with approximately 900 other runners of varying skills and ages. We ranged from three to seventy five plus and varied in athletic abillity
from part run part walk, to club level almost sprint. The fastest time was a full 100% faster than my time which I might add I am still very proud of in 1 hour 12 minutes.

I feel humbled that given my age of 60 in August, there were athletes much stronger placed than I, some fifteen years my senior and I also feel inspired that I was able to be part of that experience.

There were mothers, fathers, grandparents and children and at least one athlete who was blind who inspired me all the more and again humbled me as she passed on my left holding the arm of her running partner.

The fastest time was 37 min 15 seconds and the final athlete to victoriously cross the line was 1 hour 5. The value was not in the time but n the taste of victory that we participated and rose to the challenge knowing others did not. Today many people took on their demons and beat them. For some it is physical for others age. There blind athletes and some in wheelchairs. Some of us are confronted with the voice of doubt that says "Quit" and others of us have that nagging little voice of self worth saying "Who do you think you are that you should take life by the tail and win?"

Everyone has a moment of doubt in their life and it is is the choice we make at that moment which determines the outcome of our future. I encourage you to make brave choices and live your dreams and if the voices of doubt and reason keep talking in the background, invite them along for the ride, just don't pay them any notice.


With aching legs and a soaring heart I will go to bed a happier person tonight.

Happy Running!

Sunday 3 May 2015

That Thing Called Prenthood

I have three children, they are 28,18 and 8. My life has been spread out over six decades and these are the gifts that I treasure the most. My partner in crime of course my wife, but I hope that goes with our saying after 25 years of marriage.

No one of these children are the same and yet they all three are so alike. There is some of me in all of them, something I find quite humbling and there are qualities and traits they all have common to the other. I have found that life is a short journey on the road of forever and parenthood is the most marvalous thing that has happened along the way.

A Brief Fleeting Moment of
Parenthood

Look to the farthest star
And brighter than that are you by far
Or quietly listen to the running brook
That gently passes like the book
The one you read to loose your self
Don’t leave your heart upon some shelf
But share the light that is that star
The one that shines within you
Brighter by far
Look
Look to the farthest star

Huffing loudly!
Big and proudly!
Like a storm in tea cup
Roaring at the world
Look at me. LOOK AT ME!
How do we make the leap
From child to woman or man?
How do we let the love of others
Mothers, Fathers, Sisters, Brothers
Guide us, through this sullen time?
Without surrender or bed at nine?

“I know! “ You say. "I know."

So quickly now the days have slipped away
And awkwardly I fumble, to find the things to
say
For a precious moment it was you, and me and
Pooh
So quickly have the days gone by
And I look for things to do
To try, and take my mind, off loosing you.
I know you’ll always be my little child.

But for one brief, fleeting, beautiful moment,
It was just you, and me, and Pooh.