Dydd Sul, ugain eiliad, Rhag.
2013 Sunday 22nd. December 2013
Disclaimer: You may recall
that I posed the question, ‘Is writing a blog pandering to the ego?’ Whatever
the answer, here I am, still doing it after a fortnight. I often hesitate to
give advice. I wonder how qualified I am to do so. However, I can see that if I
give advice when asked, it may help someone resolve some question which is
troubling them. Writing this blog is not dis-similar in the sense that, though
I might recognise the value of the principles explored, I don’t necessarily
adopt them myself. It’s a bit like someone writing a book on how to tame lions
when he himself is afraid of them. On the other hand; four fingers and a thumb.
Sorry, I digress. Perhaps, writing that manual from the fearful position might
make one more prudent and less likely to be mauled. As I often interject when
singing Alan Hull’s lyrics in Run for Home,‘I’ve made some
mistakes, had my share of the breaks…’,You’ve probably noticed!
I heard this week that some Hollywood film star has said that calling someone ‘fat’
should be illegal. Is there anything we are not prepared to legislate for? One
doesn’t have to be a Christian to see the sense in Jesus’ answer when asked
which of the commandments (laws) was the greatest. 1. Love God; for those of
you prepared to believe in the one he described as a loving Father: 2. Love
(Treat) other people as you would hope to be treated yourself. If you subscribe
to ‘1.’ Then ‘2.’ Is inevitable, isn’t it?
Oh, but I forgot, we’re
human……so we fall down…all the time. But there’s a thought:
Only one law to have
to live by?
More on this tomorrow.
Hwyl fawr am nawr, fi fach.
Dydd Llun, ugain trydydd,
Rhag. 2013 Monday 23rd.
December 2013
This rules thing: isn’t it
all arse backwards? Now I may not be the sharpest tool in the box, but I never
understand why we must keep on enacting new laws for the same crimes. What I
mean is; nicking someone’s wallet from their pocket is theft right?
Obtaining someone’s bank
account details and passwords via an iffy email is also theft. No? Surely the
laws that already exist can still be applied to the most modern and
sophisticated forms of crime?
This, however, is not what I
want to explore. Most people seem to accept that global organisations and
sovereign governments should make the rules and enforce them. The more laws
there are the more efficiently will the populace be controlled. Really?
Let’s consider this idea as
an alternative; the most control is exercised by the smallest unit; the least
control is exercised by the largest unit. The smallest unit is me. If I
exercise the most control, self control, then the next largest unit of society,
the family, will need fewer rules. If I police my own actions and take responsibility
for them, we might need fewer ‘house rules’. There will be less need for an
authoritarian figure (it used to be the father, in most cases). Follow the
logic of this for a moment; as the social unit gets bigger, e.g. street,
neighbourhood, village, town, city, county, country etc., the less control is
necessary. If each small unit is living in harmony, will not a collection of
units be living in harmony?
Wanting what (I think) is
good for me, is not always good for others; often, not at all. If my actions
are centred on obtaining what is good for everyone else, it necessarily will be
good for me.
Dydd Mawrth, ugain pedwerydd,
Rhag. 2013 Tuesday 24th.
December 2013
Don’t jump to conclusions.
So this mate of mine had been
working away from home but the job finished a day earlier than expected. He
sent his wife a text message asking her to pick him up from the train station
but she was not there to meet him when he arrived. Having taken a taxi home he
let himself in to discover his wife in bed with his best friend. Well he goes a
bit mental and charges about the place throwing things into a suitcase. While
he is unplugging the laptop in the lounge his mother-in-law walks in. ‘Hey,
what’s the matter? Why are you in such a state?’, she says. My mate shouts
back, ‘I sent a text to YOUR DAUGHTER to come and collect me from the station.
She didn’t turn up and when I get home I find YOUR DAUGHTER in bed with my best
friend! His wife’s mam says, ‘Look, I know my daughter, and there must be a
reasonable explanation for all this. Please wait. Let me go up and have a word
with her.’ My butty waits. After a few minutes his mother-in-law comes down the
stairs saying, ‘There we are, I told you there would be a reasonable
explanation.’ What possible explanation could there be for what SHE’S done?
‘She didn’t get the text!’
Dydd Mercher, pumed ar
hugain, Rhag. 2013 Wednesday
25th. December 2013
Nadolig Llawen i chi gyd!
Now I know that nobody at all
is going to be reading this blog today, which leads me to ponder that old
question, ‘If a tree falls in the forest when there’s no-one there to hear it;
does it make a sound? The obvious answer is ‘yes’ but there are some
interesting trains of thought on this. A similar question was brought to my
attention by the very learn-ed Glam Morgan, currently residing in Chile.
If a man speaks in the forest
and there is no woman to hear him; is he still wrong?
I wish you all a peaceful
Christmas; I hope all your crackers go, well….crack!; that the jokes inside are
not too bad; that nobody takes a photo of you asleep in the armchair after
lunch with that paper hat over your eyes; that you are the one to get the only
really useful gift inside, a bottle opener. Mwynhewch!
Dydd Gwener, seithed ar hugain,
Rhag. 2013 Friday 27th.
December 2013
Had a blogless day
yesterday………it didn’t hurt….and neither did watching Ponty beat Cardiff. Ole! Ole! Ole!
I
thought it might be interesting to explore this parochialism; tribalism, if you
will. The Pontypridd/Cardiff thing, which in recent years has come to include Y
Gleision, might be summed up in this phrase, ‘We make ‘em; they buy ’em’. I
refer to this in ‘Ponty Song’ (2003). The most obvious example which comes to
my mind is the Wales v. England
rugby union encounters. So, much ire directed towards the English and England.
I don’t think that the English can be quite as vehement as we, simply because
theirs would be somewhat diluted in having to direct it towards Scotland and Ireland as well. The historical
reasons for such vocal animosity are easily understood. However, this supposed
‘hatred’ of the English doesn’t apply to my mate from Cornwall
or Cumbria or Kent.
They are just people, as are my friends and family who live in France, America,
Zimbabwe
or wherever. Each time we attach a name to someone (or
something);English;doctor;bin man, oops, sorry, environmental recycling officer
etc., we limit that person to what the word conjures up in our imagination.
Even to describe another person as a man or woman immediately confines them to
what we imagine a man or woman is capable of. All human beings have countless
possibilities in their lives. Anything you can perceive and believe, you can
achieve.