Michael Howard reappears to question Mr Netanyahu

‘Why could you not use rubber bullets?’ the former Tory leader asked.

https://www.theguardian.com/world/2018/jun/07/tories-michael-howard-confronts-israel-over-gaza-protesters-deaths

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The former Conservative party leader Michael Howard has confronted the Israeli prime minister, Benjamin Netanyahu, over Israel’s recent killing of more than 100 Palestinian protesters, demanding to know why the country’s defence forces used live ammunition to curb the protests.

Responding to sharp, unexpected questions from one of the most prominent Jewish figures in British politics, Netanyahu said he was looking for new technological solutions to prevent protesters scaling the fence separating Gaza from Israel. He insisted the protesters were either paid civilians or Hamas members.

 

I am not joking about wanting to seem less intelligent

I have been told many times since my husband died that if I want to find a new partner I will have to appear less intelligent
[I don’t feel  very intelligent]

Well,if you didn’t know I write poetry or I taught maths how can you see that I am intelligent?

And unless I know what it is  that I do  that makes me seem intelligent I can’t change it.On the other hand if being intelligent  is such a handicap,is it worth looking for  another person to be close to? I  am going to be dead before this happensphoto0069

I might want to seem less intelligent,possibly,you know what I mean

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Jordan Peterson says this too:

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2) Poor Posture

If you want people to take you seriously, you need to take yourself seriously. This means that you need to present yourself seriously.

So show people you are serious by adopting a posture that says you are professional and approachable.

In other words, don’t slouch.

Sure, it is fine if you are working in your basement or lazing on the couch on a Sunday afternoon, but if you are doing work, sit up straight. Even if you work at home, getting dressed and sitting at your desk makes all the difference in your approach to work, and how you see yourself in your life.

So sit up straight. Make sure your feet are planted firmly on the floor and don’t hunch over your computer.

If you are in a meeting, be sure to keep your hands in front of you so that you don’t cross your arms: this makes you look closed off and unapproachable to those around you.

If someone is suffering do not say

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    Everything always works out in the end

  • Time heals all wounds
  • We’ll all be laughing about this soon

Not if you were in Auscwitz or any other dreadful place

Perhaps not in Gaza  either

Not to a friend with cancer

Not to  your friend after you stole her fiance[e]

Not when  they have a miscarriage

Envy and hate

cypripedium-flavum_2018Isn’t it just a feeling of worthlessness in the face of something wonderful that makes  someone hate it?

I think it’s exactly the opposite. You feel unworthy because of your hatred.

You see the object of desire and you hate it because it has what you want. Jealousy is less destructive because it acknowledges the worth of the object but someone else has it – it’s tripartite. But in envy you destroy the good object. It’s like a patient who meets someone that they could have a meaningful relationship with and then denigrates them and undermines them, says they are being manipulated and actually makes the good bad. It’s biting the hand that feeds us. Gratitude is not the only opposite of envy but the capacity to take pleasure in someone else’s achievement is the opposite of envy.

The still small voice

To  walk the  path that everyone walks on
Or turn off to the heather and the hill?
A still small voice must guide us  or we’re done

Life to children’s agony and fun
Where little is decided by the will
We  walk the  path that our parents trod on

When a child matures, he is a man
She has her own deep nature to fulfill
A still small voice must guide  us, everyone

But can we hear the voice in such a din?
The noise of all we see  may well compel
To  walk the  path that our parents have done

What is my true way, what is my sin?
Who will help me see what is the real?
A still small voice is heard if we listen

 

Advances must be made by  who rebels.
The prophets spoke with God and heard him tell
Not to  walk the  path that all walk on
His still small voice must guide us  or we’re done

Elected Silenc

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89).  Poems.  1918.
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3. The Habit of Perfection
ELECTED Silence, sing to me
And beat upon my whorlèd ear,
Pipe me to pastures still and be
The music that I care to hear.
Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb:         5
It is the shut, the curfew sent
From there where all surrenders come
Which only makes you eloquent.
Be shellèd, eyes, with double dark
And find the uncreated light:         10
This ruck and reel which you remark
Coils, keeps, and teases simple sight.
Palate, the hutch of tasty lust,
Desire not to be rinsed with wine:
The can must be so sweet, the crust         15
So fresh that come in fasts divine!
Nostrils, your careless breath that spend
Upon the stir and keep of pride,
What relish shall the censers send
Along the sanctuary side!         20
O feel-of-primrose hands, O feet
That want the yield of plushy sward,
But you shall walk the golden street
And you unhouse and house the Lord.
And, Poverty, be thou the bride         25
And now the marriage feast begun,
And lily-coloured clothes provide
Your spouse not laboured-at nor spun.

Poems about identity and the self

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The Self-Unseeing by Thomas Hary

Here is the ancient floor,
Footworn and hollowed and thin,
Here was the former door
Where the dead feet walked in.

She sat here in her chair,
Smiling into the fire;
He who played stood there,
Bowing it higher and higher.

Childlike, I danced in a dream;
Blessings emblazoned that day;
Everything glowed with a gleam;
Yet we were looking away!

Their eyes convey both hate and sweetest joy

Cats  make good companions for the lone
Their eyes convey both hate and sweetest joy
Unlike the diamond ring or garden gnome

If you have no spouse nor a toy boy
A cat can kiss you  well and then annoy
Cats  make  just companions for the lone

Cats ,like gentlemen ,can  wildly roam
And never tell you who or what they saw
I like  a diamond ring or garden gnome

A cat won’t ever ask, what’s Google Chrome?
Nor ask why you’ve  got lovers by the score
Cats  make real companions for the lone

And by your moods ,no cat is  overthrown
Though some may exit through their  little door
Cats  make loved companions for the lone

Yet even cats have limits that implore
That you should  find a human to adore
Cats  make good companions for the lone
Unlike  a diamond ring or garden gnome

With knowledge

Cardiocrinum_2018-3https://www.etymonline.com/word/conscience

https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/syneidesis

 

syneidesis

  • That part of the conscience which is concerned with evaluating past actions. Contrasted with “synteresis”.

Origin

Early 17th century. From ancient Greek συνείδησις knowledge, in Hellenistic Greek also consciousness, conscience (attested in various sources including Septuagint, New Testament) from συνειδέναι to be cognizant of or privy to a thing, (with reflexive pronoun) to be conscious of + -σις.

 

Dave runs in chased by a cat

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Art by Katherine

As Mary got ready to go out,she realised she had not combed her hair.Where were the 24 combs she had bought from Amazon?Not in her delightful red and purple shoulder bag.She pondered over what to d0
1 Use the clothes brush
2.Try a nailbrush
3 Use her toothbrush
4.Look on the floor
5.Look in all the drawers in the huse
In the end she decided to pour some water over her head put on some oil , then push her hair into the direction she wanted
She putt on her red dress with a pattern of little books all over, a favourite of Stan, her late husband.Her shoes were peach coloured in homage to some artist who liked clashing colours.He was not good as an artist except for this ability to find the worst possible colours to put together.So he is known as Ned the Red and Purple
Suddenly the doorbell rang like a burglar alarm on heat.She opened the door and Dave the paramedic ran in
What’s wrong,Dave, she asked
I am being chased by a  big Siamese cat,he replied.
I can’t see  any cats, she said in  a kindly tone.Never mind,let me make you some coffee
Before she could close the door a big and lovely  cat ran in
Who are you,Mary asked him?
I am called Jeb, he told her.I like that man in the dress  so I want to ask him to adopt me.
OK said Dave.My cat died and I’ve  been too sad to  get another one.Are you  able to sleep  by me in bed
Definitely, said Jeb.It hs been my life time desire
All three sat down in the small but delightful  orange and lime kitchen watching Emile climb a tree.
I haven’t seen you lately,Dave said gently to Mary
No,I went to the hairdresser and my hair is so short it looks as if I am having chemotherapy.Still it was nice to be cossetted and it won’t need  much arranging  or blow-drying.
I suppose you could let the back grow before the winter,Dave told her
Yes, at least my head is cooler for the summer.It was hot when I went there so I assumed that would  carry on.But now it is colder.
How about wearing a hat?
Yes,I’ll ask Annie about that as she knows more about clothes than I ever shall
The phone rang starling Jeb who had been living in a field
Hello, this is Sister Mayflower from the bereavement group.
Hello,Sister.How are you?
I am worried because the other women were so unwelcoming.I have taken it over recently and recognise they are a closed group and it is 20 years since most of them were bereaved so they don’t want anyone to distress them by actually feeling sad.
Don’t worry about me.I only came because Annie my neighbour saw an advert for it and I did it to please her.
I see ,said Sr Mayflower.You can come to the Convent if you like.Just say Mayflower.
Thank you very much.Bye , bye, said Mary
Who was that, a nun? said Dave.Don’t tell me.I can guess,Several patients we’ve had have been there and were disappointed.They should call it tea and chat  except they don’t want any one new to join even in that.Odd as it is a Church based on the teachings of Jesus.Love one another.
Loving others may be harder than it sound,Mary mused scientifically
i feel much better , she said.I am playing the piano every day.I met 3 friends  for coffee and then went to the bookshop.I love sitting there looking at new books.And it’s nice not to have to cook every night
Mary got up ,oh dear, her trousers fell down
Good grief,Dave cried.You  have lost weight  and you are wearing red knickers!What next?
Yes, said Mary.Don’t you like them?
I am unsure.Shall I get some?
Just get 1 pair and see how you feel.I got mine in the Market.Otherwise Marks do purple and green ones,Mary murmured
Imagine all the old folk wondering around the  town might be wearing purple and green knickers. said Dave.It must make  washing hard as you can’t put them in the 60 degree wash.
I never thought of that, cried Mary, her blue mascara running down her face.
I’ve  read some women wear a  pair once and then throw them out
Well, they could cut them up and use them as dusters,Dave  mused.
Why not just by dusters and wear white or beige knickers? Life is hard enought without worrying about such trivia
My mascara is melting because my eyes keep watering.
Go and sit by the potted plants and let it fall on them,Dave said scientifically
Don’t be ridiculous, she said knowingly.I think it is hayfever or the pollution in town.The traffic was like a plague of giant  houseflies on wheels.All stuck still.
Well flies don’t keep still,Dave said.If they did we would kill them
I guess   there’s an accident ” on the motorway so they send  the cars down here.I wish they had kept the railways open as the roads are frightening with those big lorries with cars on the back.I used to be afraid one might fall off on us,Mary remininisced, when Stan drove me to the coast
The door opened and in dashed Annie from next door.She wore a dark wine track suit with a pale pink T shirt matching her lipstick from Yves de Beauvoir  McMorris of Paris and Wigan.
Hi Dave she said.I love that dress,Is it from Marks?
Yes, he answered.I like these cotton maxi dresses  in hot weather.
I can understand that ,she whispered.Trousers  are hot and if you wash  them they need ironing.People forget we sweat more in the heat
That’s fortunate,Mary said.Otherwise we would die
And so cry all of us except Jeb.Jeb never cries