Thoughts on Born a Criminal

I was there in the flesh

when a young man

was slaughtered in cold blood.


The last poem in my poetry book could have been written soon after Michael Brown’s shooting in Ferguson. It could have been written a day or week after, by someone who was at the scene. But it wasn’t. It didn’t need to be.

The template that saw others including Trayvon Martin murdered in broad daylight is all very familiar. It’s as predictable as ever. And when 2 years ago some of us convincingly put forward the case why it would happen again, many people who claimed to know more scorned us. Some said we were prophets of doom with nothing better to do. Others scoffed, claiming that these kinds of shootings happen all the times….That it is the media who are selective in reporting the incidents. Both groups had a point.

You can write a story today about what will happen in some US town next year to 80% accuracy in this arena. It will come to pass. If not next year, then sooner than later it will happen.

Because if you’ve lived on planet earth long enough, are alert, if you question what you are taught, and look for the alternative viewpoint in an argument, wanting to know the real truth, it becomes quite easy to spot certain patterns. The fallacies, lies and bigotry can easily be sussed out. You can smell the conniving, the lawlessness, the absurdities from a mile away. The worthless gossip and busybodying has a distinctive shade of green on it. When laws are used as tools to oppress minorities, your eyes light up in disbelief. When military budgets are more important than preserving life, it beggars belief. You become astounded when you learn that the presiding attitude in some quarters is it’s okay to prey on the weak and vulnerable in society. To prey on poor countries, to do anything and everything – as long as the authorities don’t find out/ as long as the authorities can ignore it – for profit. When the poor are made to pay for the mistakes of the rich, and leaders refuse to tread the purist’s way. All because of votes. Or wealth. Leaven that leavens the whole lot. A mental disease that corrupts a global village.

What’s more chilling is that there are people alive today who think it is normal for things to work this way. They have been conditioned to believe it is okay. They’ve never questioned themselves as to the morality of their actions, because, well – they have no moral code.

I can imagine that some of them think that asking questions of morality or ethics is for the weak minded. To them the strong minded just get on with it. Champions don’t ask questions which can arouse guilt….

They’ve never looked themselves in the mirror and dared to challenge their worldview – no doubt passed on to them by their parents or friends.

Brethren, there are people who think things should remain as they are.

After a while your eyes will open. Everything becomes crystal clear. The sustained inquiry has paid off. Even the quiet ones who never say a word can reach nirvana. They know, even if they don’t say it or show it. You can see it in their eyes that they know what the deal is.

And it makes you cry. Because essentially they are enlightened slaves.Locked potential. Untapped potential. Underutilised potential.

But then it makes you smile. Because the vanity within this bubble of lies is but for a time. Like history has often reminded us, its days are numbered. Its officers will die very sudden, painful and tortured deaths. Maybe during the end of civilisation as we know it, maybe before.There’s no redemption for the architects of evil. Lost souls destined for calamities worse than hell deserve just that.

My heart laments our world today. The reality of life on planet earth weighs heavily on my shoulders. Such are the predicaments of the 21st Century. Such is our cancerous shared destiny.

#philosopy #life #decisions


Standing up against the bullies



There are many kinds of politicians in the world today.

In Britain, there are those who are in politics because they think they have something constructive to contribute to society; Those who are in politics because they want to take over the world; Those who have been told they are special and must be leaders; Those who have come to believe they are special, probably due to social status, and so have concluded that politics was a natural choice; There are those who want to be in politics because that’s what their parents told them (its in the family, blah blah blah); Those who like arguing; Those who joined politics to try to make a point/ statement; Those who were sent to Eton (or some other private school), and figured that a stint at Cambridge or Oxford was the quickest gateway to the Westminster club; Those who went into politics because their best friends did so; Those who went into politics because they were persuaded to do so; Those who are seeking influence, fame and/ or  power; Those who have raw political talent and are passionate about a political career (e.g. Benjamin Disraeli, William Hague); Buffoon politicians (e.g. Boris Johnson); Protest politicians who are opposed to some issue (often a minor one); Those like the previous type, but who also happen to possess the gift of the gab ( *hint*: the colour purple); Racist Politicians (the BNP types); politicians who ‘accidentally’ fell into it, and who don’t really know why they did so (although they won’t publicly admit it); Politicians whose more popular sibling was more experienced and refined, and deserved nomination to leadership but who somehow snatched that nomination for themselves  ( e.g. Ed); and then in addition to all these somewhat dysfunctional groupings, we have the rare types: politicians who have conviction but have an agenda that defines them (Michael Foot & George Galloway); finally, we have those with conviction, are not afraid to tread the narrow and lonely road – those without an easily discernible agenda.

I think this categorization pretty much sums up most of Westminster for the last 150 years or so.

However, isn’t it commendable that Sayeeda Warsi, the first muslim woman to sit around the cabinet table in Great Britain, appears to belong to the last category; that such a person is the first person to resign from government in 11 years over a point of principle !?! I think its commendable.

As I pointed here, I believe when wrongdoing occurs at the scale of the Gaza crisis, a true leader of a first world country such as Great Britain must stand up and confront the aggressors without bias or favouritism. If America is the bully Britain must criticize her. If Egypt errs, Britain must warn her, if it’s Saudi Arabia causing trouble, even then Britain  must speak up in the strongest terms possible.

In my view, doing otherwise demotes one to a mere spineless pretender; a leader by name only, but who is fickle and can’t confront the tough issues. A bit like Neville Chamberlain.

Aren’t Westminster politicians often known to sell Britain as being a bastion of freedom from oppression? Where people have equal rights and where the law prevails? Why then are very few people standing up for the massacre in Gaza??

So I’ll therefore applaud Baroness Warsi and in blowing her trumpet, and declare that resigning from cabinet was a great move Sayeeda Warsi! You have shown rare leadership for the children of Gaza, for peace, for Palestinians; for all the anti-racists; for anti-apartheid brothers and sisters; for those fighting discrimination, for those fighting warmongering and hegemony; for those who value life (whether its black, white or brown); for those who truly would like the world to be a better place ( irrespective of nationality, religion or sect). Well done Sayeeda Warsi! Well done!

Never mind the nay sayers, they’ll always be there to accuse and denigrate anybody who disagrees with their partyline.

The Compliant Citizen

The Compliant Citizen

The State likes a compliant citizen

Who doesn’t claim expenses avoids debates doesn’t complain

She’s the lady who plays the lotto

Takes Nana to the Bingo – hides her Muscato!

He’s the man who thinks politicians are crass

And the Ma’am who believes foreign wars keeps us safe

The market git who sells items made of brass

Good old Mr Steve McGrath

The State likes a compliant citizen

Who supports the state enjoys soaps believes the news

He’s the father inattentive to exorbitant energy prices

Wouldn’t ask why council tax’s nearly hit the sky

When turbines were erected next to that field of Rye

The citizen’s car is cheaper than its insurance

She’s terrified of skipping payments of her TV license

As Caesar demands his dues

Who should mind a bit of Top-up fees?

The State likes a compliant citizen

Who doesn’t fall sick shuns benefits likes to work

The Polish plumber who will never get the sack

The industrialist whose sofa is clothed in the union jack

Raging at naming and shaming on the radio station

He’s never been to a single demonstration

Can justify price hikes by Petronas

Unalarmed when a broke state bank awards a fat bonus

The State likes a compliant citizen

Who hates tax havens despises Unions holidays in Spain

He donates money to charity

To outfits where every admin has a deputy

Small portions of donation trickle to destination

Where a corrupt leader is aggrandised as if he were a King

Your Excellency Chief Dr. Professor Reverend Sir

Piles of titles!

Loans from Beijing!

The State likes a compliant citizen

Who fundraises for the poor without asking questions

Why the poor country’s leaders have Swiss accounts?

Why they travel by private jet and are driven in limousines?

When their country’s children are always starved?

Poorly paid doctors in hospitals without drugs?

Attempting to save lives in a death camp

An exorcism within the pits of hell

These Excellences are selfish bastards

The stench emanating from their greed chokes a continent’s progress

Obese and uncultured – surrounded by brutes

Mediocre characters gobbling on fraudulent wealth

What a recipe for wholesale death!

The State likes a compliant citizen

Who’s hostile to otherness, a bandwagonist, kinda bigoted

The rendezvous of closet supremacists is at the beer festival

It’s Saturday morning – we’re off to the carnival!

For tomorrow’s footie – if I may please make a gentle request

Send over the newspapers during the half-time interval!

Compliant citizens are indifferent to corporate bribery

To organisations specialising in global trickery

Preying on a poor man’s resource

Dollar kickbacks without remorse

As lucrative trade in planes and bombs

Offsets dark arts by drones

Luncheons dominated by grey haired misogynists

Fattening middlemen in Saudi Arabia

Backdoor payments to crooks in Algeria

Wealth creation for mighty Britannia.

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