What Now?

the futureThe recently appointed Matron of the Conservative Party is putting on a brave face. She’s even appointed the obnoxious little tyke to look after the farmers and the land. It’s not going to work, but they will be OK. IT is the people that will lose.

I’ve been very concerned abut the lack of real discussion about our future. It’s a clear example of te dichotomy in our society. Those worrying sbout Brexit are quite right to do so, as we are now intertwined with the rest of Europe. If we’d spent more time involved with Europe instead of making enemies perhaps we’d not want to leaver now, but that’s no longer relevant. Nobody seems to have taken the longer wider view.

Put bluntly we are now on our own.

Not really a problem. The British have stood alone against the world before. Except that most of the assets of this country are now foreign-owned. Half of British businesses are not owned by us. Our laws allow this to happen. They need to be sharpened. There’s talk of renationalising our utilities and infrastructure. When you take the profits that are leaked away from the UK as a result of this foreign-ownership there would not be much of a deficit left.

Spit milk. What do we do now?

A plan is needed. The first part is to engender a spirit of togetherness. We must work together. Buying British is a vital first step. Ensuring that all contracts have British participants. Creating a network of banks. The investment bank suggested by the Labour Party is as good start but a network of local banks, based on the German Sparkasse system, is vital.

This government will struggle. There are dangers, and our fisheries may be the first victims. We need to control our waters. At present they are plundered by our Eutropean neighbours. That must stop. We need that food.

Premier Football

Premier Football

This football league reveals many of the problems that weaken the United Kingdom at present.

As a country we have lost direction. This could be a deliberate action by those who purport to run the country – the reality is that they don’t have much more control than you or me – but that’s a bigger question.

The rot started some decades ago, during that time when society did not exist and individual greed was a real measure of success. The Premier League was bewitched by TV and media companies. Recently it was announced that all first-class cricket matches will be free-to-view. Marvellous news (if true). Money will not be such a major influence on the game.

The English Premier League has several major flaws that should be addressed. Slowly the standard of play is deteriorating, and it cannot now compete with national leagues of Spain, German and Italy.

It has been taken over by foreign owners who have no real allegiance to the club or its fan base. In some cases the fans are regarded as no more than cash cows, to be exploited. German fans are far better respected and involved. The disrespect is blatant. The US owners of Manchester United could impose a huge debt on the club, payable to themselves. Sheer greed.

Our national team struggles. It’s significant that the foreign managers of our major clubs; Chelsea, Tottenham Hotspur etc. have little regard for local talent, preferring to buy from overseas. In turn that money drfits abroad, over £2 billion a year some will suggest.

We can attack referees, but must never forget that we have dishonest players. It is the latter that cause greatest difficulties, not only do we see illegal play but must always remember that these players are regarded as heroes by our young people.

Football is no longer a game for the masses, at least not if they want to go to a live game. Prices are ridiculous. Folk that would complain about going to a cultural event will are forced to pay inflated prices to see 90-minutes of football.

I rarely watch football. I will not watch Premier League, because TV is killing that League. I’ve enjoyed the FA Cup coverage on BBC and will watch female players all day long – it was a pity that the Ladies Final was so one-sided, but they still provide a much better game to watch.

I’d want players be resident in their team’s area for a period, say three years. I’d split away from the Premier League, and create a true English League again.

 

 

 

Felixstowe Recorded Music Society: Member’s Choice

3rd May 2017
YOUR CHOICE

Norman Sennington (Chairman) had kindly volunteered to present this programme of our choices. As he said, he enjoyed seeing other people’s choices. There was something of a shortfall, which he made up with some selections of his own. He started with an organ work that Heather had had to omit from her programme for reasons of time. As she would have said then:
“Early last year we visited both of Liverpool’s Cathedrals. Both really interesting buildings, great contrast. Didn’t hear either organ playing but when I got back I looked out a CD I had of organ music. The point of a cathedral organ (for me) is loud music, and the tracks from the Liverpool Anglican Cathedral were all a bit….muted: so I put the CD away again. However in October we went to Canterbury Cathedral for the first time (where it really went against the grain that there was an entry charge of £12.00 plus per person!) and I remembered the CD had some grand music played on that organ.
“Here is Scherzo in G minor by Mario Enrico Bossi (1861-1925). His father and his son were also composers and organists.”
It was played on the organ at Canterbury Cathedral by Alan Wicks.
It was followed by Ivan’s choice, and as so often he had come up with something unfamiliar. An opera by Francois-Joseph Gossec, 1734 to 1829: The Triumph of the Republic, first performed in 1793. We heard three short extracts, which Norman had chosen being given a free hand by Ivan, from Scene 2. (Ivan himself was at a special celebration with his wife.) The role of Thomas was sung by Makato Sakurada, tenor, (and Norman noted it is unusual to hear a Japanese opera singer), with Salome Haller, soprano, and Coro della Radio Svizzera Lugano, Coro Calicantus, I Barochisti and Diego Fasolis.
Norma’s choice came next, the much loved Trout Quintet by Schubert, the first movement. The Trout Quintet is the popular nickname for the Piano Quintet in A, D667, as the fourth movement is a theme and variations on Schubert’s song Die Forelle. It was composed in 1819, when he was 22 years old, but it was not published until 1829, a year after his death.
Rather than the usual line up of piano and string quartet, it is written for piano, violin, viola, cello and double bass. The composer Johann Nepomuk Hummel had arranged his own septet for the same instrumentation and the Trout was actually written for a group of musicians coming together to play Hummel’s work.
It was played here by members of the Kodaly Quartet, with Istvan Toth on double bass and Jeno Jando on piano.
Like Ivan, Rosalie often finds something new for us to hear, as she often does at Christmas. Unfortunately, she was unable to be present this evening, but she had nominated an interesting piece: the Canzone by Bruch. Literally “song” it was written for cello and orchestra but was played here to lovely effect by Sergei Nakariakov on the trumpet. As Rosalie had written “It’s a beautiful melody, even more plaintive when played by brass”. The Philharmonia was conducted by Vladimir Ashkenazy.
Mike had elected Gottschalk his Misere du Trovatore, a operatic paraphrase for piano of Verdi’s opera. It was played by the Gottschalk specialist Philip Martin. Gottschalk uses a device perfected by his contemporary, Sigismond Thalberg, of playing the melody with the thumbs freeing up the fingers for ornate decoration.
On 30th March, our local cinema had shown by direct relay from the Royal Opera House, Puccini’s Madama Butterfly, in a memorable performance directed by Moshe Leiser and Patrice Caurier, with Albanian soprano Ermonela Jaho as Butterfly and Argentinian tenor Marcelo Puente as Pinkerton, conductor Antonio Pappano. Norman had seen it and said it had been a treat. He had chosen a recording of the Act I Love Duet, with Angela Gheorghiu and Jonas Kaufman. The Orchestra and Coro Dell’ Accademia Nazionale di Santa Cecilia also conducted by Antonio Pappano. (A recording from 2009.)
Interval
Ann had nominated Gerald Finzi’s Clarinet Concerto, Op 31. We heard the First Movement, played by Robert Plane, with the Northern Sinfonia conducted by Howard Griffiths.
Alan Lott, who is due to give us a presentation next year, was unable to be present but he had also made a selection. Unfortunately, his preferred choice – the famous minuet by Boccherini – was not available that evening but we heard a movement from the same composer’s Cello Concerto, No. 2 in D, G479, played by Tim Hugh, cello, and the Scottish Chamber Orchestra conducted by Anthony Halstead. [A cynic might have noted that all four concerti on this disc have movements of almost identical length!]
Having run out of suggestions received, Norman chose the next few pieces. From Rosalie’s CD, No Limit, Nakariakov playing the Meditation from Thais by Massenet, also arranged for trumpet.
He also reverted to Mike’s CD of Gottschalk with a rather more energetic piece, Souvenir d’Andalousie. It is a piece that uses traditional dance patterns, including that used by Ernesto Lecuona in his Malaguena.
Norman recalled that earlier in the year there had been some discussion about Florence Foster Jenkins, about whom a film had appeared last year. She was, it may be recalled, the wealthy socialite who thought she was an opera singer. Stephen Frears, who directed the film, researched by watching films of her performing and had said: “You’re laughing and she touches you. It’s inherently ridiculous and courageous at the same time.” This was a recording originally made for Melotone Studios, (and financed by Jenkins) between 1941 and 1944, of Adele’s Laughing Song from Strauss’s Die Fledermaus. It was not easy to listen to!
Another Strauss closed our evening – Richard Strauss and At Gloaming, from his Four Last Songs, sung by Gundula Janowitz, with the Berliner Philharmoniker conducted by Herbert von Karajan.

Sunday Morning: A Question

I was going to our local nunnery for the Sunday service. I’m not a Catholic but fascinated by both religion and how the mass of people can be duped by politicians.

Decided it was all too late as I tpok a couple of chatty phone calls, and time slipped pleasantly away. Decided to treat myself to a breakfast somewhere, then found we have a veteran car valley on the beach promenade. It was a place to go.

I need a question to ponder. This morning the question is ‘who are the real enemies in this world”‘

We assume all sorts of terrorist groups are trying to disrupt our lives.

However I will pose the null hypothesis’

Is it the United States of America?

Your comments are welcomed.

Wonderful Life

It had been a long day – waiting. Finally our neighbour said, ‘I think we’ll go upstairs now.’ It took a moment to comprehend what the buxom woman was suggesting, until she looked straight at me, and said, ‘Perhaps you can bring us up a cup of tea?’

I immediately understood, woken from my reverie, and went to make tea.

A few minutes later I too climbed the stairs, carrying a tray with teapot, cups, milk jug and a biscuit or two, I went into the bedroom.

My wife was in bed holding a bundle on her chest. In those few moments our daughter had been born.

What a delight. She was perfect. This was not a wrinkled red prune. This baby was absolutely beautiful. I stood, gazing at mother and child with rapt wonder. We now had a bright intelligent son and this lovely addition to our family; a daughter.

I picked her up, placing her gently in the crib her mother had lovingly made. As I did so her little hand grasped my index finger, and her eyes opened, as if to say ‘hello’.

Perfection.

Kate Lockwood

Who Am I

Trevor Lockwood, aged 44Sometmes you must let others define who you are. Many years ago I had an astrologer prepare my chart. This is the main entry – me as a Piscean with the Sun in the Fifth House, with a Grand Air Chine.

It said:

Sun In Pisces in the 5th House
Will anyone every really know you, truly understand you, plumb the very depths of your soul and sincerely appreciate what is there? It’s doubtful and would prove difficult indeed because the dynamic of the Piscean personality is one of extremes, evidenced in its symbol, two fish, joined, but always to swim in opposite directions. The Piscean nature carries within it all the extremity and diversity the myriad forms its element, water, can display deep still ponds, rushing babbling brooks, slow streams, gentle rain, raging storms, ebbing and flooding tides. Its placement in the zodiac as the 12th and final sign is thought to be a composite of the journey of the human soul, blending and exhibiting characteristics of all the other signs, and usually they will manifest in their extremes as well. Who really could understand all that – even the Pisces native is often stymied by himself. In your chart, particular placements and aspects enhance and emphasize these extremes, and you probably frequently find yourself misunderstood.
You have within the kite shape of your pattern, a Grand Air Trine. This indicates highly idealistic and individualistic people with excellent mental faculties. They have incredible artistic talent, frequently expressed through some medium of communication, writing, music, film, and the ability to influence others through their ideas and their ideals. This pattern carries tremendous momentum and frequently produces geniuses, but they are also very apt to drift, and quite subject to frustration. However, you have a very forgiving chart with many opportunities to pick up the thread and start over.
You are an old soul who has gone through many lives; a reservoir containing the wisdom of each, with no lack of diverse talents and abilities. You carry within yourself the best and the worst of the human experience to draw from, so your gifts are great, and as such their use can be great, for good or ill – a staggering responsibility when you allow yourself to think about it, and on occasion you do. These gifts can be used to greatly serve others or to greatly serve yourself. Much of your life will seem to involve choosing between extremes. And through it all, there seems, not only to you, but others in your life notice it as well, there is a sense of blessedness about you, as though you are being protected by the gods.
Rarely motivated by material ambitions, you can succeed at anything you put your mind to, provided it inspires you. You are multifaceted with many talents, but your greatest gifts lie in the realm of the creative, artistic or musical. Your strengths lie in your idealism, inspiration, limitless imagination, sensitivity, and peace-making. You have a talent for independent, creative work, but can function equally well in a helping role. Mystic, artistic, musical, emotional and imaginative, you are a dreamer. Outwardly you might seem quiet and unobtrusive, but your inner life is rich. Though it may prove difficult to verbalize or interpret your inner experiences in a way others can understand, the world of your imagination, feelings, and intuition is as real to you as anything in the outer world.
You really have few prejudices and are not apt to objectively or subjectively judge the actions of another; you require an experiential basis for that. And even then you’re not one to pass critical judgements but are understanding and tolerant. Insatiably curious about the human experience, adventurous enough to explore it fully and with a bent toward the extreme, by this age, what you have not experienced, you have at least imagined – given the limitless potential of your imagination these things can blur; what you imagined, you might as well have experienced. All this has served to render you essentially ‘shock-proof ’. At the same time it has also enabled in you a rare sympathy of spirit – friends, even strangers, comfortably confide anything in you, never having the slightest concern that you would be shocked or judgemental or castigating. You are incredibly forgiving of the human condition, its frailty, its cruelty, and will give chance after chance to those who may disappoint you, even hurt you.
You have charisma and a natural radiance that is a powerful factor in attracting partners and if you use it well, you will make honourable and successful attachments. Impressions are important and you enjoy being grandiose, but with a magnanimous yet modest demeanour. Your creative talents can bring gain through speculation, investment, enterprise, children, pleasure and places of amusements, anything which allows you to project your natural love of life. You need to express your identity through your work, project yourself and make an impact on others. However you cannot thrive in a subservient position. You are not adverse to risk, if the gamble is worth it. There could be loss through speculations, troubles and jealousy in courtship, trouble with children, and sorrow through love, pleasure and pride.
A master of satire, your caustic observations can flood and surround like fireflies on a summer night, flashing off and on so fast one can’t keep up with them. Yet, if a bright remark whose exact meaning or intent escapes you is casually tossed your way, you get a decidedly uncomfortable feeling. Humour is one of your secret weapons; your disarming smile often covers unshed tears. You’re as facile with slapstick as you are with sophisticated jokes. The fun can be warm and innocuous and it can also be cold and unsparing. Whatever the case it often is a cover for another emotion you hide; your laughs are often masks and they disguise you well. But you do bring a sense of fun to relationships and if children are around, they are taken with you immediately. Your nature is dramatic and expressive; you do like being the centre of attention
You can get upset now and then, your anger is seldom violent or long lasting and the placid waters soon calm. Although you have difficulty in fathoming yourself, you have no problem in seeing all the subtleties of others clearly. You’re not easily fooled, you see right through them and their agendas, but you can easily fool others, and you do, a lot. You are generally charming, of good and gentle nature, and not much will excite you to violent action, but if and when something does, your temper takes its form in your clever, caustic tongue issuing out barbs and arrows drenched in biting and levelling sarcasm that pierce right to the heart and soul of whatever adversary was unfortunate enough to rouse that monster in you from its abyss.
Your ability to love is boundless and you are the consummate romantic. You can easily fall in love with love, and may be disposed to love affairs. You respond very strongly to beauty and reciprocate magnanimously to love. You’ve had to learn to be economical and cautious about money, it didn’t come naturally to you. You have a tendency in love relationships to lean emotionally on your partner. You require reassurance and faith, and respond poorly to nagging and criticism. Your nature ensures that you are inclined to heavy use by others, and as a result of that, sometimes in the sanctity of your home, you can come undone rather easily. You would require a partner who can put you back together, wrapping you up and tying the knots tight enough so it won’t happen again too soon, but that also knows it will, understands well the wear and tear your life takes on you and doesn’t resent the routine maintenance required.
However, partnerships will function best for you when you avoid vacillating between extremes – having unrealistic expectations of your partner and feeling the odds are stacked against you. A lover and a peace-maker, not a fighter, you try to avoid open conflict, patiently ignoring or “tuning out” problems hoping they will go away by themselves, rather than directly confronting them. Sometimes you become detached from your immediate environment, with no thought to housekeeping and day to day duties, so that things become a bit disorderly; that it bothers those around you more than it does you, bothers them even more. You also tend to do things in a subtle, often covert, manner. Then there are those ever so slight tendencies to be lazy and negligent, or to wallow for a bit in self-pity, or to indulge in fantasies of martyrdom. But to be fair, in reality, you do live your life in a lonely understanding of truth that is too deep to express so you are apt to be overcome with spells of loneliness and depression and become rather gloomy about it. However with the proper handling one can snap you right out it. Pisceans are particularly vulnerable to sug­gestion.
Gentle at heart, impressionable, receptive, you are a sensitive person with a genuine love and concern for others. So keenly empathic, you often sense things psychically or intuitively that prove to be right. Tolerant, forgiving, nonjudgemental, you accept people unconditionally regardless of their flaws, mistakes, or appearance. Your depth of compassion often allows you to feel the pain of others’ suffering as if it were your own. You are sympathetic to the needy, the disadvantaged, even the misfits of society. More than most, you are aware of, and witness to, the tragedies of human existence.
Within whatever work or job you do, you give selflessly. Your life is a devoted, compassionate service to others. That said, you tend to give of yourself and your resources, indiscriminately, to let others take advantage of your kindness and to encourage the weak to remain so, by becoming dependent upon you. You have little sense of boundaries or limits, of knowing when to say “no”. Moderation and self-discipline in that respect are not your strong points. Standing against the injustices and inequities in the world, choosing to always believe the best in others, will often leave you misunderstood and disillusioned, because you’ve put yourself in another impossible situation that will inevitably lead to disappointment – but you know that. You have this internal conversation with yourself almost daily and have had for as long as you can remember.
Occult beliefs and practices have probably always held an interest for you, tugging at your imagination, as though you were born with an understanding of esoteric principles – and you were. Even when not involved or practised in some way, they have served to anchor your vivid imagination and keep you emotionally stable.
At the same time you don’t believe you can live forever, you worry that you won’t. You don’t take as good care of yourself as you should and spend more of your excess energy than you have to spare helping friends and relatives which usually results in you taking on their burdens and troubles. For some of your ilk, such depletion of energy can pose a risk of excessive substance use in an effort to manage this serious drain on their health, physically and emotionally.  But you have a hidden inner resistance. If you have risen to the challenge you have discovered this latent strength and know how call on it, literally hypnotizing yourself into or out of anything you choose.

A Week of Contrasts

I probably need to get rid of the black dog first. It’s right that you should do what you wish, not just respond to the demands of others. I’m a sensitive soul and two events this week were enough to through me off balance. When I was  sadly let down. Nuff said, time to move on. The rest of the week was good if I ignored the rest of the world. My government is now threatening Russia – what’s the matter with them? Not in my name!

Went to Leiston (location of nuclear power stations – ugh!) to see a group of shanty singers from Sheringham. Forgot where Leiston was so went sailing past the turn, nearly reaching Lowestoft! Turned round and got there eventually!

Went to an Indian restaurant Cinnamon My beautiful companion enthused so much promising to include a visit on her birthday. It was good. Not sure I’ll make the birthday guest list, from what she was saying she has a lucky victim already selected. It’s one advantage of being an old man, as I no longer pose a threat, or even a prospect!

Then to St Margaret’s Church, Leiston, a beautiful place, well worth a visit even without the singers. Magnificence in a small church – please visit.

That was Friday – excellent group of lads from Sheringham, so good that no-one bothered to smash in the head of the guy with a Nowich City  Football Club scarf (that typo is deliberate).

Saturday saw a different church, St John’s Felixstowe, different women and a change of atmosphere. My lovely friend Maggie played the violin as part of the orchestra for an oratorio about Hercules. Not my favourite work, and it lasted just two performances when originally performed. However the soloists, orchestra and the choir did a sterling job. We are so lucky that so many folk practise for hours just to receive a few claps from the audience, and a mound of personal satisfaction. Why do we waste so much money on foreign footballers and nothing on locally-created arts?

Shared lunch with Maggie at Bencotto’s before she left to rehearse. Surprised at the lack of vegetarian options, yet it remains my favourite place in town.

New Horizon

medical robotA momentous day. The United Kingdom asks (with cap in hand) that it can leave school. Fees have been paid for years, but the administrators are suggesting that we still owe them money. All very strange.

We need a political system that does not allow a small cartel of privileged folk to take control. How did Teresa May become Prime Minister? It’s unlikely that she was chosen for her inspired thinking. She has a long history of sitting on the fence. She’s been a right place, right time person. Don’t rock the boat, keep your head down until the way ahead looks clear. In the meantime she’s bought herself another pair of shoes, or allowed a fashion designer to use her slim body as a clothes peg.

Our politicians and media can’t see much beyond the end of their noses. Lives are spent in panic. What will happen next. Disaster, disaster, don’t take considered action – just react.

One huge question that’s not been mentioned lately is the continuing use of automation. Robots are much better at practically everything. It’s true that care must be taken in programming but if each action is considered carefully most jobs can be performed much better by robots.

That’s not just those nodding donkeys found in car factories. They do very well, working continuously, never going on strike and Moores Law ensures that get cheaper every year. Lawyers and doctors, and other professionals, are also at risk. The electronic mind is always aware of the latest discovery. Who needs a lawyer that cannot access all the case law, instantly and then find suitable answers? The same goes for doctors. At present GPs sit at a desk, computer before them, with five minutes to give to each patient, and an blank pad of prescriptions. A virtual examination – with all tests performed by machines – will be far more accurate, and possibly less influenced by the drug company sales team promising treatments and bonus holidays for frequent use.

We need to start planning for a world without work. Our economic system is seriously flawed, relying upon cheap labour and consumers. Let the machines do the work.

We can spend our time on more creative tasks. My current favourites are an artist Lois Cordelia,, Music in Felixstowe run by Hattie Bennethttp://www.felixstowemusic.com/ and craft experts like Stuart Gillett of New Cover Upholstery an inspired man.

The money is about. What we need now is a peaceful revolution to tear it away from the non-creators who rely upon copyright, and other devices.

Fragile Life

Sidney George Forsdike, aged 90It’s been a week! (working from Friday)

My old friend George fell over dislocating his pelvis. George is 90, so was sent off to hospital where he received the best NHS treatment. Our health service is such a blessing, even though our present government is trying to destroy it so that private companies can make profits.

He soon lost consciousness and various bodily functions started to break down. Despite the best efforts of the medical team his body decided to leave this earth yesterday. A welcome relief. He’d had a good life. For all of us there’s a time to go.

George ran a flower nursery for over 50 years, with his wife Clare. Retiring they moved to Felixstowe, to a lovely apartment overlooking the sea. Only months later Clare died, leaving George on his own for the better part of twenty years.

He was a quiet, self-contained ole Suffolk boyo. Yet he took a lively interest in current affairs (was one of the few who read my blog) and was ‘computer literate’.

We created his biography ‘Cats and Chrysanthemums’  and later Ann Kearney recorded an audiobook version ISBN 978-1898030850 both available.

Good luck George. Nice knowing you.

 

 

Scottish Independence

InequalityIt’s been over 300 hundred years since we joined together and accepted a Scottish King – even though the country went through tough times, and we ended up with a Hanoverian but this is not the time to split.

How about a compromise? There’s always been inequality” The Anglo-Saxons chased the Celts out of England, so they went to Ireland, Scotland and Wales. Plundering Vikings disrupted all our worlds then we were harried by the French, the Dutch and twice by the Germans – an upstart remnant of the Prussian-Hungarian Empire.

Throughout royal families maintained control. Now we are threatened by strange folk from overseas. Despite my attempts at reconciliation the USA will not rejoin the Commonwealth, where they will enjoy companionship and fellowship and not have to keep telling the rest of us how wonderful they are. The threat of multinational companies and the Australian media-maniac remain ever-present. Our nation state is in peril, and the Vicar’s Daughter is no match for these despicable felons.

It’s time for compromise. England is big when compared to Ireland,Scotland and Wales. It has about 55 million souls with the little folk only having about 5 million each.

My plan is to break-up England. To create a new form of federal state. Years ago the Vikings invaded and took over East Anglia, and Northumbria, which then included Yorkshire, becoming Daneland These units had some substance. They could now be the building blocks of a new sovereign state made up of several independent units of approximately equal size.  Wessex stood up  well to the Vikings, so they must be the first to join. East Anglia and Mercia come next, with London also standing alone, it’s now big enough. The northern wastelands (forgive my Anglian bias) could also create independent units. Northumbria (added to Cumbria)n could create a solid defence with Scotland. Yorkshire once had it’s own region, so it could again, and the Manchester area could also be independent.

These new regions could meet occasionally to settle national budgets, perhaps for defence – by which I mean defence and not attack. Jaw-jaw not war-war to be the new strategy. Costa Rica abandoned its army in 1929, and is now recognised as one the happiest places in the world, alone with Denmark. We need to earn lessons, and stop believing we, and the USA, know best.

The size of each new region will be decided upon demographic and economic criteria with each citizen  becoming shareholders in their region, and sharing in the political and economic decisions that need to be made, and the profits.

We have given to much power to a few, often incompetent, folk.

Despite the attacks upon the democratic process the referendum system is very good at revealing what the people feel. Our problem is we need more practice, and we must modify our representative government so that the citizen feels more involved.

At present we allow external powers to unduly influence our decisions makers – whoever they may be.

Let’s start a quiet revolution.