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Parish Notices: changes to this journal; new journal for political posts; new communities

Right, then.  We’ve some changes to make.


1.         A Self-Denying Ordinance


I have, over the years, posted a number of opinions, generally on current events, politics, and economics, that have been, to say the least, unpopular with reference to the prevailing orthodoxy hereabouts.


I have always rather resented the idea that conservatives – loosely defined – or, rather, anyone not firmly on the Left, may be seen but must not be heard: the general opinion prevailing hereabouts that any philosophy that is not congruent with the preferences (and not infrequently the prejudices) of the bien-pensant Grauniad-istas who form the greater part of fandom is Too Terribly Awfully Horrid to be aired in public.


After all, you lot are quite right that I am more politically open than I first intended to be when I started here; but if you believe that I bang on about politics as often as I might do, you’re barking.  I cannot read my friends-list on any given day without encountering repeated political posts that are, forgive me, ill-reasoned, disingenuous whether wittingly or unwittingly, uninformed, misinformed, or simply and utterly wrong.  And ninety times in the hundred, I say nothing: the other ten times I don’t commonly respond to the post, but find that the issue raised is a current newsworthy and actively reported public occurrence or event, and write about that.


I have never removed anyone from my friends-list because of his or her political opinions.  In fact, with I think two exceptions, having to do with intellectual dishonesty and personal failings of character and honour, I have never removed anyone from my friends-list, full stop.  I consider facing and confronting, and where appropriate gleefully arguing, a difference in view, to be part of the daily give and take.


Others do not.  My ‘unorthodox’ posts have regularly resulted in losing people from my friends-list.  I have not complained, nor besought them to return; my feeling has been that, whilst it is no disgrace for a reader to decide, Bugger it, this is boring, I came here for fanwork only, it is no credit to anyone to say, I like reading political opinions, but only those that reinforce my views, and I cannot abide anything else.  It has been my view that this attitude is at once intolerant and intolerable, and I have therefore been rather happier than otherwise to shed such readers.


However, when a personal friend to whom I owe special considerations decides that she (or he) cannot bear the burden of these opinions and their concomitant controversies, my lesser and public duty must, with great reluctance, yield to the higher, private duty.


Therefore, starting in the coming week, all partisan political posts, whether about the Canadians, the Yanks, the rest of the world, or HMG and the coming general election, will be posted at my new, ancillary account, austrianschool.  As that name suggests, my posts on economics will also be to that account: the personal mayn’t always be the political, but the economic damned well is.


This will allow those who are made uneasy by my politics to continue to read my other drivel.


2.         Communities


Also in the coming week, I shall be starting two new communities.  The first, austrianppe, is related to the AustrianSchool account and its purposes, and posting access is by invitation.  Its purpose is to present classical liberal economics and political philosophy, devoted to free minds, free men, and free markets.  Its perspective is informed, I need hardly say, by the Austrian, Chicago, and Virginia Schools, and its general attitude is towards the libertarian side of the spectrum. 


The second project is wholly apolitical; it will fit in with my Britpicking communities and resources.  britishvoices is a cross-posting, posting, and aggregating centre point for accounts of daily life in Britain. Except incidentally, it will be free of political issues (that is to say, ‘Went to Lib Dem constituency meeting last night; the cucumber sandwiches had gone off and we’ve all been felled by botulism’ may appear, whilst we eschew party political pleadings and rants); rather, it is meant to bring together the daily doings, thoughts, and Betjemaniacal quotidian quiddities of British LJ members who post about the noiseless tenors of their daily rounds (‘so the butcher said to her...’). It may also be of incidental use to those already familiar with various Britpicking communities and resources. If you’ve an amusing story about sheep, or a Hovis lorry spilling a load of loaves at a marmalade factory, or what happened down the pub when the CAMRA chapter stopped in, you’ve found a home.

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el_staplador From: el_staplador Date: September 20th, 2009 06:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aha - I think I have found a home for What The Rector Said At The Memorial Service This Afternoon. (What he said was that there will be tea in heaven. You know it's true!)
wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 20th, 2009 06:24 pm (UTC) (Link)

Wouldn't be heaven otherwise.

A special hell for the British, in fact.
sgt_majorette From: sgt_majorette Date: September 20th, 2009 08:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
I do so love the "other drivel"!
wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 20th, 2009 08:15 pm (UTC) (Link)

Well, it IS drivel, I fear.

Even so - LOOK! SHEEP!
tree_and_leaf From: tree_and_leaf Date: September 20th, 2009 09:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
Britishvoices is a splendid idea for a comm.
wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 21st, 2009 01:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

And I expect to see you there.

Rather than in Luton, say.
pathology_doc From: pathology_doc Date: September 21st, 2009 02:48 am (UTC) (Link)

I really hope I'm forgiven for this.

Betjemaniacal quotidian quiddities

I read that as "Betjemaniacal quotidian quidditches". And so I composed this.

Indoor Outdoor Games Near Newbury. Ottery St. Catchpole.

In among the silver birches,
Winding ways of tarmac wander
And the signs to Bussock Bottom, Little Whinging
Tussock Wood and Windy Break.
Gabled lodges, tile-hung churches
Catch the lights bristles of our Lagonda Firebolts
As we drive fly to Wendy's party away to safety,
Lemon curd and Christmas cake Seven Potters, make or break.

Rich the makes of motorbroomstick whirring
Past the pine plantation purring massed Death Eaters stirring
Come up Hupmobile Delage. Though we lost some in our charge.
Short the way our chauffeurs the riders travel
Crunching over private Burrow gravel,
Each from out his warm garage. Stowing brooms in closet large

O but Wendy, Ginny when the carpet
Yielded to my indoor pumps.
There you stood, your gold red hair streaming,
Handsome in the hall light wedding tent gleaming
There you looked and there you led me
Off into the game of Clumps. Into our small heroic clump.

Then the new VictrolaCelestina Warbreck playing;
And your funny uncle brother and his new wife saying
"Choose your partners for a foxtrot.
Dance until it's tea o'clock
Come on young 'uns, foot it feetly."
Was it chance that paired us neatly?
I who loved you so completely.
You who pressed me closely to you,
Hard against your party Yule Ball frock.

"Meet me when you've finished eating." the Dark Lord's beaten,
So we met and no one found us.
O that dark and furry cupboard, quiet, empty bedroom
While the rest played hide-and-seek.
Holding hands our two hearts beating.
In the bedroom silence round us
Holding hands and hardly hearing
Sudden footstep, thud and shriekRon's abrupt enragéd shriek.

Love that lay too deep for kissing.
"Where is Wendy Ginny? Wendy's Ginny's missing."
Love so pure it had to end.
Love so strong that I was frightened
When you gripped my fingers tight.the auror's cat patronus
And hugging, whispered "I'm your friend." Told us all of Scrymgour's end.

Goodbye Wendy. Ginny Send the fairies,
Pinewood elf and larch tree gnome.
Spingle-spangled stars are peeping
At the lush Lagonda creeping frightened trio sweeping
Down the winding ways of tarmac blur of disapp'ration
To the leaded lights of home. Where their hats rest, they'll call home.

There Then among the silver birches, Hogwarts pillars
All the bells of all the churches Men, elves, centaurs battle killers
Sounded in the bath-waste running Bringing on the the Dark Lord's twilight
Out into the frosty As dawn's sunrays split the air.
Wendy Ginny speeded my undressing. aided death's transgressing.
Wendy Ginny, is the sheet's mine in grief's caressing
Wendy Ginny bending gives a living is a blessing.
Holds me as I drift to dreamland
Safe inside my slumber wear.

Edited at 2009-09-21 02:57 am (UTC)
wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 21st, 2009 01:23 pm (UTC) (Link)

Not forgiven.

Celebrated, rather.
avus From: avus Date: September 21st, 2009 04:03 am (UTC) (Link)

A warm hello....

Mostly just dropped by to say, "Hello" & to wish you & yours well.

I, too, find it sad when friends can't reason & differ together. That more than anything frightens me. How, indeed, will we solve our many problems and resolve our many conflicts without that? As if any side, conceived in good faith, and well-thought-through based on experience honestly taken in & digested, wouldn't at least potentially contribute some bit toward creating solutions for exceedingly complex problems. There is quite the difference between a striving-to-be open, humble & honest pluralist/pragmatist & a reletavist (sp?), though sometimes more in the striving than in the being. In my poor field of helping others in great distress -- hey, anyone will take whatever might help a step here, an easing there.

In reading this, I began to wonder if you, as a military man, and more, as a Brit military man, with a culture of being in the world quite different from us Yanks, have you written anything on what we're doing in our overseas wars?

About the only thing I'm sure of: this one year on/one year off kind of war, with aims that seem difficult for a common soldier to fathom & all of it knee-deep in politics, including Iraqi/Afghani politics, isn't doing morale much good. Nor is it creating many openings for folks like me to help them out when they return for their yearly break. And the "problems coming home inside" seem to be, shall we say, broadly cumulative with each stint, and not in a good way. Have the Brits handled anything like this in their history that I could learn from?

And as a last bit, with a chuckle, did you ever connect with any of your old India hands about brewing a proper cup of tea at 8,000 ft?

Ah, but things are too busy here, and chances to touch in with good people too rare.

Many blessings on you, dear friend, for all the good you do & all the caring you bring into the world,

And as always, please remember, as I know you do, our too many "wounded" soldiers & their families in your daily prayers for all just warriors,

wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 21st, 2009 01:25 pm (UTC) (Link)

A cuppa at Simla.

I do want to send you that information this week.

Oddly, Max Boot and Byron Farwell are what you want w/r/t small wars and their consequences. I really must write something myself, you're quite right.

I trust Jane goes from strength to strength?
avus From: avus Date: September 21st, 2009 02:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: A cuppa at Simla.

Against all predictions, Jane continues to improve in all ways except her eyes. As I may have mentioned, she has macular degeneration, and it has taken its toll -- reading is extremely difficult, often not possible. Still, she notices much more, and remembers it, integrates it. She's much more present, especially among people. This summer, Jane & I returned to rural Illinois for a marriage -- one of my son's cousins. We'd done the same a year earlier. All were clear, as was I -- the difference was marked, in her independence, her interacting, and even, somewhat, her energy. (Being 83 doesn't help with energy, though Jane strives mightily here. She still usually presents as someone much younger.)

Her biggest struggle, and of course one I join, is for her not simply to improve but, without being able to read or write -- and she's not yet willing to take on large print or books-on-tape; she's stubborn, too: she's trying to create a meaningful life for herself, one not entirely dependent on me. That will take some doing, and there are days she has the strength for it, and days not.

Growing old isn't easy when one's standards are high. But then, she would face that, no matter her fall; that just makes it sooner & harder. And next year, I'm 60, so I'm very much looking over her shoulder to see how she does it.

This November, we travel to New York to present, about Jane, at an international conference of psychotherapists, people who work with Eugene Gendlin's Focusing -- my colleagues really. That will be interesting.

I see which books by Max Boot are likely. Regarding Byron Farwell, there are so many. Do you have one or two you especially recommend?

I guess I shouldn't expect anything about how someone like me, trying to help warriors clean up the left-overs, could handle this type of on again/off again war. If you run into something, please do let me know. And I fear I'm only occasionally on lj. So if you do write on war, would you be so kind as to give me an email prompt.

And thanks so much for your kind efforts on my cuppa!

Jane sends her regards, and recalls with fondness your Christmas call.

All good things to you & yours,

avus From: avus Date: September 21st, 2009 03:22 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: A cuppa at Simla.

And dear Lord, as I go out to collect our wild greens for breakfast, it's snowing! Not fair; too early.
dolorous_ett From: dolorous_ett Date: September 21st, 2009 01:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
I can't tell you how pleased I am to read this. I like you a lot, but I've come pretty close to defriending you a couple of times, as my politics put me squarely in the camp of the Evil and Deluded. Like you, I make no apology for this, and never have.

Now we can talk about things that make us pleased instead of furious. This is good!

Thank you for your consideration.
wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 21st, 2009 01:48 pm (UTC) (Link)

Yes, yes...

... Now leave off waffling and hie thee to britishvoices and start posting anecdotes, love!
17catherines From: 17catherines Date: September 23rd, 2009 12:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Definitely joining your British Voices community. May eventually lurk on your other journal, when my eyeballs are behaving better.

I have to say, my main emotion when reading your political posts is one of deep puzzlement - I consider myself to be a reasonably well-informed, intelligent and compassionate person, and consider you to be likewise, so it's always a bit of a shock to realise how diametrically opposed our conclusions appear to be!

wemyss From: wemyss Date: September 23rd, 2009 03:41 pm (UTC) (Link)

Quite so.

And it works the other way 'round as well, with many, many of my friends whom I read with a sense of frustrated wonderment when THEY are political, I do assure you.

Very pleased to hear you've joined Vox Brit.
17catherines From: 17catherines Date: September 24th, 2009 01:37 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Quite so.

I can well imagine, especially since the corner of the internet in which I dwell contains many more people of my political persuasion than it does of yours... though I suspect I am not doing a particularly good job of understanding your political viewpoints in the first place...

It's amazing how even when one is attempting to read something with an open mind, one's own prejudices and beliefs will intrude themselves. And while it is impossible to spend any time online without getting at least a basic idea of the chief concerns and fears of conservative americans, one hears rather less from the british conservatives, and I very much doubt that their concerns are identical.

Though if nothing else, I do take comfort in the knowledge that people of intelligence, compassion, etc exist on both sides of politics.

...and I'm going to stop now, because I keep rewriting bits of this and ending up with essays, and I'm fairly sure none of them are especially coherent, which is not a polite way to behave on someone else's journal!
From: seneska Date: September 24th, 2009 02:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
While I may disagree with you every now and then I would never consider de-friending someone because they said what was on their mind (as long as it wasn't vulgar, and even then the right vein of vulgar can sometimes be worth reading). I look forward to interacting the britishvoices community.

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