Culture, Economy, Ecology and Climate

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July Dream Time

Honey-suckle, dog-rose and scabious recline

with meadow-sweet, hare-bell, marjoram

Evoking deep, ancient Summers to entwine

With the sensual moment of the great I am!

 

Here in May, Stitch-wort, wild strawberry

Wood-sorrel, anemone, shone among colours

Of campion, crane’s bill, bluebell – memory

of man-made lanes and long human hours

 

But I brush past fox-glove and cow-parsley

As Bronze Age drovers did on this same lane

And as people should as far as time can see

And I, in husbandry of crops I can sustain

 

Edwin Muir says – this side of the Fall

Not Eden, but agriculture – town and farm

But now grown cancerous and just too tall

Silhouette of pale hubris bent on self-harm

 

Yes, Step back in concert. Uncover lost homes

In extensive woods and well-farmed fields

Where seasons pass in their metronome

And we follow, dependant on tribute and yield

 

Town and village will make and trade

By steps pragmatic as this verse’s feet

In sequence with heart beats as man-made

and natural forces resolve and meet

 

Where gravity brings water to ingenious hands

Where wind shoves sails over dividing seas

Wresting economies for people in durable lands

From dead hands of ecocide, mal-fire, monopolies…

 

I sing of Cloud Cuckoo land, or so it’s said

While truth is abstract – status and spending

But I prefer real things – living and dead

Love, pulse and breath with no cruel ending

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The Source

My muse, you are where all life lives

The future’s source

You are the gauge to test all knowledge

Font of experience

Long years we were alien to you

In narcissistic histories

Now, contrite I stoop to you

For all we do is by your light

 

My consequence is in your being

For better and for worse

From you alone the future springs

In lovely day or darkest night

 

You are heart-beat and sap-flow

Breath of the world

You are sunrise and sunset

Noon-sweet shade

You are fierce tides surging

Over rolling stones

You are lives evolving

As species cascade

You are the vanished calling

From sensual moments

When all life happens

And futures are made

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Song caught by the grave of Christina Rossetti

Let’s join the caravan from here to there

From fantasy to earth my friend

Feel sun on your face and wind in your hair

Let sensual truth ascend

 

Where is the place our families belong?

It touches our feet and sings

Were we here when communities first made their songs?

Summer, Winter and Spring?

 

You trod on this soil and broke its bread

And in forests not of your making

You stepped in the codes of the filial dead

Wood songs drew your singing

 

Does the road lead uphill? It seems so far

From law and wage and schooling?

There are no miles to where you are

Let them go. End your fooling

 

Greed of wealth made law and school

To supress how we’d respond

To soil and plant and water ruled

By other laws and bonds

 

There are no miles to our common home

But a foot-worn way of seeing

Where mile-full, fenced exclusions roam

And we trespass our own being

 

 

Where lives are ruled by nothingness

And the sensual world is lost

And deepest loves are meaningless

And life is hung with frost

 

Not of cold, but heat-frozen time

Fires of fossilised years

Man ascending a dead energy climb

To gas and ashes and tears

 

Relax into soils of home my friend

There is no journey there

It is where life begins and ends

Finite, true and fair

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Song Four – A Folk Song

Dear all, being too frail to walk, it’s hard to compose. To compose, we need the rhythm of walking and freedom to declaim (loudly). Ah well, let this be first draught.

As I rode out to plough, one morning

Voices of Centuries chimed with my call

Summoned soil and ox and iron bringing

Culture to nature this side of the Fall

 

Property comes with disarray

“Wealth accumulates men decay”

 

As I walked out in the fields one morning

Grass webs caught dew and harvested light

And every sound was of small birds singing

And from every step rose holy delight

 

Landlords came ripping people from land

Money from wool sacks killed husbandry’s hand

 

Now property and usury stalk the field

Without touch, or scent, or sight, or sound

Lord is the market. Money the yield.

Ghosts of destruction shroud holy ground

 

Gaseous blankets from fires, each hour

Smother where people and nature can flower

 

Now millions of sequestered years will burn

And billions of living fields are dead

Enclosure is blind and deaf to the urn

Of the loved and lost and mistreated

 

Living Earth – living people – one and indivisible

Holy soil, holy crops, holy sensible, wholly visible

 

(then joyous fiddle and any other instrument for joy)  

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Song Three – Boogaloo Water

Standin’ by the water doin’ the boogaloo dance

Time came rolling in – we didn’t stand a chance

Water’s standin’ over – my heart and my place

Time came rollin’ in playin’ the boogaloo base.

 

Do the boogaloo yahoo yeha!

Fiddle, squeeze box, harmonica, mandolin, base (Doing the boogaloo)

 

Water washed over my beans and my corn

Boogaloo dancin’ where I was raised ‘n born

Boogaloo dancin’ where old folks are restin’

Time came rollin’ in playin’ wild mandolin

 

Do the boogaloo yahoo yeha!

Fiddle, squeeze box, harmonica, mandolin, base (Doing the boogaloo)

 

It’s broken all the sluices an’ is headed down below

Bruin’ wild boogaloos, reapin’ what we sow.

Scales of boogie justice put us all in the riddle

Time came rollin’ in playin’ harmonica and fiddle

 

Do the boogaloo yahoo yeha!

Fiddle, squeeze box, harmonica, mandolin, base (Doing the boogaloo)

 

Seems the best we folk can do is do boogaloo dancin’

‘N join the water flow. There ain’t no second chancin’

‘N join the water flow learnin’ river’s ol’ romance

Time came rollin’ in livin’ the boogaloo dance

 

Do the boogaloo yahoo yeha!

Fiddle, squeeze box, harmonica, mandolin, base (Doing the boogaloo)

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This Morning’s Song

A Carol (dancing song)

 

Sweet Mother Nature, give me room to stand

As people once looked back at lost Doggerland

 

Sweet Mother nature how much can I bring?

What size is the plot to let small birds sing?

 

Sweet Mother Nature, I’ve plucked Adam’s desires

I’ve rape you and pillaged as my status requires

 

Sweet Mother Nature, you are haemorrhaging

Rood tree! My slave-tree! I’ve sent no offering

 

Who am I?

Everyman

What do I?

The can-can

The two-step

The if I can then you can

The giant step

 

I’ve stepped in the rose-garden – the honey-suckle bower

Each species selected for a pleasurable hour

 

I’ve feasted on selections for the finest cuisine

And trashed all the rest by an oil-fed machine

 

Sweet Mother Nature

I’ve no space

No cure

No embrace

No daughter

No son

No laughter

My name is Man

Of the can-can

My name is oblivion.

 

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A Tentative and Rather Diffident Post

Dear Friends, My life has been paused by a an embarrassingly-large, cancerous kidney tumour. This morning, I thought – what if I attempt to write a song a day? This is this morning’s song plucked from an hour of my time.

Good Time Rock ‘n Roll with the Addition of Jamaican beach music

 

Nothin’ anybody can do

Nothin’ anybody can say

My doin’ don’t belong to you

Gonna do it anyway

(musicians – tambourine, tin drum, wash-board, mandolin, clarinet, trumpet…)

Y’ doin’ don’t belong to me

Nothin’ that I can say

I’ve gotta learn to see

Y’ gonna do it anyway

(musicians as above, but then quietening to Jamaican lilt)

Where I belong

The elders sing

Eternal songs

Of all belonging

 

Livin’ time

‘s mine to hand

By livin’ rhyme

Where children stand

 

Inhabit commons

Of good behaviour

Time summons

Digger and leveller.

 

Enclosures shade

The ingenious view

Cultures are made

By what people do

 

Please come away

To scents and sounds

Bird-song dawn

Sea-shore day

 

Fields and woods

Where life is found.

Common good

Is common ground

 

Nothin’ anybody can do – & etc… (Refrain and return of rock ‘n roll)

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The Cess Pit – now in three parts (Please ignore the last two posts)

I am certain that Sir Keir Starmer has had his audience with Rupert Murdoch and that terms have been set for a Labour victory at the next election. I think that the bargain means the abandonment of Labour’s commitment on climate change – the removal of the “by 2030” and the re-instatement of “by 2050”. It will mean vigorous promotion of “net zero” (a fiction) and the ridicule of true zero as a fairy land. A green new deal will probably go ahead, but it will be a deal, not for communities, but for corporations. It will be proposed that the “big players” have most effect and so they, above all else must be encouraged to green. Massive corporate fortunes will be made, and consumer dependency will be re-enforced.

Corporation tax and action on tax havens will be mentioned, but also engineered to have no effect. I’m not sure how the new government will handle tax rates – there may be some action to prove that we have a Labour government – likewise a Murdoch concession may be to return much of EEU’s human rights legislation – again to prove that we have a Labour government.

Of course, every one of the new right-wing Labour MPs have been vigorous supporters of a united Europe – that is of corporate-supplied consumerism. Both the corporate powers behind him and Murdoch himself, would be more than happy to negotiate re-entry. UK electorates would be overwhelmingly supportive. Plainly, Europe is where the money lies. The utter chaos induced by the extreme right of a Johnson government will have proved useful for the final enclosure of tax-generated commons – common infrastructures of governance, such as schools, the NHS, law enforcement, civil service, road networks… Having secured those enclosures, re-entry to Europe is plainly the lucrative choice for all those new privatisations. It will be the corporate choice.

The Labour government will be hailed by both the Murdoch press and most of the electorate, as the government of enlightenment – of the return of common sense.

Meanwhile, we’ll have a relaxed and compliant consumer. We’ll have the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer. We’ll have, in effect, the return of Tony Blair. We’ll have continuation of the arms trade and of destructive wars. We’ll have vicious military alliances – a reign of terror by US, UK, Saudi, Israeli, EEU and so on, to bring chaos to all cultures, which follow ancient social commons and religions, which are contrary to those of corporate-supplied consumerism. That is, we’ll maintain the current status quo. So, climate heating and species extinction will accelerate and the survival of human cultures will gain an even shorter span.

I think this is about to unfold. The Johnson government is so incompetent that it is digging its own grave. Murdoch waits gleefully for the perfect moment to spring the trap. Then the front page “revelations” will come – the “exclusive” new news – and the quiet man, the “steady pair of hands”, the former Director of Public Prosecutions, the torturer of Julian Assange and many others, the knight of the realm will emerge on the stage as anointed King.

Who’s for evacuating the cess pit?

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THE CESS PIT, PART TWO

Evacuation of the cess pit and a vast re-gathering on common ground, seems to me the last and only resort, to avoid human extinction – and also that of just about every species with whom we’ve evolved throughout the benign climatic period, which we all, in Northern Europe, the USA and so on have decided to end.

Of course, the world’s poor, including the poor in Europe and America have had no, or very little climatic effect. In UK terms, it has been caused by people with incomes above, let’s say £10,000 a year. Most of the world’s poor command far, far less than that – to the worst extent of a single bowl of rice per day. In truth, the trajectory of planetary heating is more accurately measured by a nation state’s GDP and its citizen’s contributions to that figure – rather than by the extremely-flawed modelling of the IPCC.

The emergence of a truly great man inside the cess pit, who’s intention was to lead us out – or rather for ourselves to lead us out, with himself as advocate – I mean Jeremy Corbyn – was a sudden beacon of hope for very many millions of UK citizens. His vilification by the right-wing press and of the new extreme right-wing of the BBC, was having little effect. That was to be expected. A landslide victory at the 2017 election was assured. It was the vilification by Labour’s right-wing MPs and of corruption within Labour’s publicity machine, and also of the relentlessly-manufactured, vile propaganda by the Guardian newspaper, which brought about the hung parliament. I speak of the UK, because she is what I know. UK and USA are extremes with obvious similarities – for example the squashed popularity of Bernie Sanders by the very same interests, which vilified Jeremy Corbyn and by the same kind of truth-less propaganda – often from the very same forces. But most of Europe, Canada, Australia and South America are on a similar trajectory.

Even then, a Corbyn government could easily have been formed in coalition, but for the obstinacy of the Liberal Democrats, the one Green MP, the SNP, and possibly Plaid Cymru (I suspect they could have been swayed). After all, Plaid Cymru and Corbyn’s Labour share almost identical policies. We all know the outcome – the bribery of the UDP and the emergence of an openly fascist government, which was the worst nightmare for all those interests – including the UDP.

Anyway, that’s spilt milk. Now the last choice we have is to evacuate the cess pit and to re-occupy lost commons. Where are the last surviving commons? It is very simple. They are in every household. There, different social rules apply. Here are some universal household rules. I think they apply to communities the world over and they bear no relationship at all to wider social relationships – that is, for the most part. Some communities which are bound by a common religion, or philosophy show that the ethics of home and of larger governance, can share some similarities. Such states are usually the target of vicious military interference by other nation states, which do not.

1 – RATIONING AND FARE SHARES

Within all healthy families, ancient commons survive, in which both chores and pleasures are rationed and shared equally. Pleasures include food and drink, toys, musical instruments, leisure time… Chores are allocated duties and obligations according to age and capability. These ethics also survive in wider friendship groups and common interest societies. A good friend is treated much the same as a family member.

2 – TABOOS

These things are forbidden in inter-filial relationships.

Profit, money interest, hidden truths, unkindness, disloyalty, theft… Good friends and common interest groups are subject to the same taboos.

3 – MONEY

Here, modernist families have radically diverged from those of otherwise universal history. However, ancient commons consider money as a tool for goods purchased, rationed and shared and so it is still considered by very many and usually poorer communities. I quote this often, but Adam Smith (as usual) says it best – Goods can serve many purposes, besides purchasing money, but money can serve no purpose, besides purchasing goods.

So, in evacuating the cess pit we do not begin with nothing. We begin with what we and our friends have always valued most – the ethics of home. Both physically and ethically/spiritually we set out to build a new economy from that very substantial beginning. What if this became infectious and nearly every family set out to do the same? What if we shrugged of the enclosures to re-settle the common again? What if the ethics of home, also became the ethics of wider society? Then, we’d not be in modernity’s perpetual anxiety and unhappiness. We’ve been controlled and coerced to dependency and unhappiness. Why not be happy? – happily and fittingly placed in both wider society and home.

We urgently need both the rationing and good behaviours of commons, the moral and physical value of goods and the worthlessness of money as anything more than a tool for the purchase of those goods.

There’s another law embodied in all ancient commons – The utter pricelessness of the natural world. Valuation of that gift is theft. Valuation is taboo. True-cost accountants take note. It is the foundation of every culture that I can think of in every single part of the world. It is always sacred. Today, that taboo is essential to humanity’s survival inside that same natural world. Tread softly, for you tread on its dreams. This little piece is also a valediction forbidding mourning. It says that cultures are not states to be admired, they are what we do. Doing is in the eternal, sensual present. Morality drives our doing – acceleration due to ethics – to common values. The future does not exist. We make it by our present action. If we do not act, it will very soon, be too late. By all that’s holy, come home.

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THE CESS PIT, PART THREE

Here’s a thought – deferring doing to the doings of others, is to do nothing.

Meanwhile cultures are made up by what people do to make them.

Deferring doing to the doings of others shrinks a society’s present actions – its maintenance of culture. It creates an anti-culture, an excess of social dark matter (imperfect metaphor?) and also an excess of static, inactive enclosure (that is, property). It shrinks the vivacity of the living common, to replace it with nothingness – that is of manufactured futures – of fantasies for the maintenance of the status quo.

Spending our energy by improving the efficiency of enclosure and by greening of it, does not change the enclosure. It improves it, gives it credence and longevity, so that the dynamic common, where cultural change really lies, remains dead to that same extent.

Abandoning amoral enclosures to re-settle moral commons, is the only route by which humanity can successfully re-settle the Earth. We can de-spend the corporations (and their lobbyist NGOs) and re-spend a living moral ground, which is the only ground where change can happen. All change is caused by the sensual present. Anti-change, or anti-matter lives in the targets (the futurism) of moral and intellectual enclosure – in that I include every kind of enclosure – money as property, status as property, land as property, ideas as property… and I also include enclosure’s institutions – most NGOs, the IPCC… That’s a long list.

Plainly most of us are torn, confused and unhappy. Please choose happiness – the real, sensual world, in which all our actions have immediate sensual consequence and in which we can at last feel at home amidst birdsong, wind in the leaves and amidst friends and family and to all of which, we contribute for better, or worse. We can sense the worst. We cannot change what we have done, but today, with that memory, we can change where and how we tread. Bon Voyage.

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The Cess Pit, Part Two

Evacuation of the cess pit and a vast re-gathering on common ground, seems to me the last and only resort, to avoid human extinction – and also that of just about every species with whom we’ve evolved throughout the benign climatic period, which we all, in Northern Europe, the USA and so on have decided to end.

Of course, the world’s poor, including the poor in Europe and America have had no, or very little climatic effect. In UK terms, it has been caused by people with incomes above, let’s say £10,000 a year. Most of the world’s poor command far, far less than that – to the worst extent of a single bowl of rice per day. In truth, the trajectory of planetary heating is more accurately measured by a nation state’s GDP and its citizen’s contributions to that figure – rather than by the extremely-flawed modelling of the IPCC.

The emergence of a truly great man inside the cess pit, who’s intention was to lead us out – or rather for ourselves to lead us out, with himself as advocate – I mean Jeremy Corbyn – was a sudden beacon of hope for very many millions of UK citizens. His vilification by the right-wing press and of the new extreme right-wing of the BBC, was having little effect. That was to be expected. A landslide victory at the 2017 election was assured. It was the vilification by Labour’s right-wing MPs and of corruption within Labour’s publicity machine, and also of the relentlessly-manufactured, vile propaganda by the Guardian newspaper, which brought about the hung parliament.

Even then, a Corbyn government could easily have been formed in coalition, but for the obstinacy of the Liberal Democrats, the one Green MP, the SNP, and possibly Plaid Cymru (I suspect they could have been swayed). After all, Plaid Cymru and Corbyn’s Labour share almost identical policies. We all know the outcome – the bribery of the UDP and the emergence of an openly fascist government, which was the worst nightmare for all those interests – including the UDP.

Anyway, that’s spilt milk. Now the last choice we have is to evacuate the cess pit and to re-occupy lost commons. Where are the last surviving commons? It is very simple. They are in every household. There, different social rules apply. Here are some universal household rules. I think they apply to communities the world over and they bear no relationship at all to wider social relationships – that is, for the most part. Some communities which are bound by a common religion, or philosophy show that the ethics of home and of larger governance, can share some similarities. Such states are usually the target of vicious military interference by other nation states, which do not.

1 – RATIONING AND FARE SHARES

Within all healthy families, ancient commons survive, in which both chores and pleasures are rationed and shared equally – pleasures include food and drink, toys, musical instruments, leisure time… Chores are allocated duties and obligations according to age and capability. These ethics also survive in wider friendship groups and common interest societies. A good friend is treated much the same as a family member.

2 – TABOOS

These things are forbidden in inter-filial relationships.

Profit, money interest, hidden truths, unkindness, disloyalty, theft… Good friends and common interest groups are subject to the same taboos.

3 – MONEY

Here, modernist families have radically diverged from those of otherwise universal history. However, ancient commons consider money as a tool for goods purchased, rationed and shared and so it is still considered by very many and usually poorer communities. I quote this often, but Adam Smith (as usual) says it best – Goods can serve many purposes, besides purchasing money, but money can serve no purpose, besides purchasing goods.

So, in evacuating the cess pit we do not begin with nothing. We begin with what we and our friends have always valued most – the ethics of home. Both physically and ethically/spiritually we set out to build a new economy from that very substantial beginning. What if this became infectious and nearly every family set out to do the same? What if we shrugged of the enclosures to re-settle the common again? What if the ethics of home, also became the ethics of wider society? Then, we’d not be in modernity’s perpetual anxiety and unhappiness. We’ve been controlled and coerced to dependency and unhappiness. Why not be happy? – happily, fittingly placed in both wider society and home.

We urgently need both the rationing and good behaviours of commons, the moral and physical value of goods and the worthlessness of money as anything more than a tool for the purchase of those goods.

There’s another law embodied in all ancient commons – The utter pricelessness of the natural world. Valuation of that gift is theft. Valuation is taboo. True-cost accountants take note. It is the foundation of every culture that I can think of in every single part of the world. It is always sacred. Today, that taboo is essential to humanity’s survival inside that same natural world. Tread softly, for you tread on its dreams. This little piece is also a valediction forbidding mourning. It says that cultures are not states to be admired, they are what we do. Doing is in the eternal, sensual present. Morality drives our doing – acceleration due to ethics – to common values. The future does not exist. We make it by our present action. If we do not act, it will very soon, be too late. By all that’s holy, come home.

***

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The Cess Pit

I am certain that Keir Starmer has had his audience with Rupert Murdoch and that terms have been set for a Labour victory at the next election. I think that the bargain means the abandonment of Labour’s commitment on climate change – the removal of the “by 2030” and the re-instatement of “by 2050”. It will mean vigorous promotion of “net zero” (a fiction) and the ridicule of true zero as a fairy land. A green new deal will probably go ahead, but it will be a deal, not for communities, but for corporations. It will be proposed that the “big players” have most effect and so they, above all else must be encouraged to green. Massive corporate fortunes will be made, and consumer dependency will be re-enforced.

Corporation tax and action on tax havens will be mentioned, but also engineered to have no effect. I’m not sure how the new government will handle tax rates – there may be some action to prove that we have a Labour government – likewise a Murdoch concession may be to return much of EEU’s human rights legislation – again to prove that we have a Labour government.

Of course, every one of the new right-wing Labour MPs have been vigorous supporters of a united Europe – that is of corporate-supplied consumerism. Both the corporate powers behind him and Murdoch himself, would be more than happy to negotiate re-entry. UK electorates would be overwhelmingly supportive. Plainly, Europe is where the money lies. The utter chaos induced by the extreme right of a Johnson government will have proved useful for the final enclosure of tax-generated commons – common infrastructures of governance, such as schools, the NHS, law enforcement, civil service, road networks… Having secured those enclosures, re-entry to Europe is plainly the lucrative choice for all those new privatisations. It will be the corporate choice.

The Labour government will be hailed by both the Murdoch press and most of the electorate, as the government of enlightenment – of the return of common sense.

Meanwhile, we’ll have a relaxed and compliant consumer. We’ll have the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer. We’ll have, in effect, the return of Tony Blair. We’ll have continuation of the arms trade and of destructive wars. We’ll have vicious military alliances – a reign of terror by US, UK, Saudi, Israeli, EEU and so on, to bring chaos to all cultures, which follow ancient social commons and religions, which are contrary to those of corporate supplied consumerism. That is, we’ll maintain the current status quo. So, climate heating and species extinction will accelerate and the survival of human cultures will gain an even shorter span.

I think this is about to unfold. The Johnson government is so incompetent that it is digging its own grave. Murdoch waits gleefully for the perfect moment to spring the trap. Then the front page “revelations” will come – the “exclusive” new news – and the quiet man, the “steady pair of hands”, the former Director of Public Prosecutions will emerge on the stage as anointed King.

Who’s for evacuating the cess pit?

***

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