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A letter a day to number 10. No 1,516

Monday 08 August 2016.

Dear Mrs May,

According to the BBC you want to compensate residents whose communities are affected by fracking with a proportion of the proceeds from shale gas projects.

If the BBC are to be believed, which these days is tricky, you have apparently said that your government wants to help “ordinary families for whom life is harder than many people in politics realise. This announcement is an example of putting those principles into action, It’s about making sure people personally benefit from economic decisions that are taken – not just councils – and putting them back in control over their lives.”

For the purposes of this letter I shall have to assume these are your words and you are right many of our lives are harder than many people in politics realise and one of them is you, because from there on, things start to fall apart.

The idea of private industry compensating communities for the adverse effects upon them is a novel one and I wonder if communities in the once (pre Thatcherite) industrial areas of Britain might retrospectively claim compensation? I may write to the National Union Of Mineworkers (NUM) to get their take on this. The BBC reported in 2012 that the historic damage from mining has left landscapes devastated with estimated repair costs running into hundreds of millions of pounds.

Pre-emptive offers of compensation, or bribes as I prefer to call them, to communities and residents for the disruption, and possible destruction, of their quality of life is an admission, before the fact, that people and communities will be adversely affected making life for ordinary people harder in ways for which bribes can never compensate.

In what way then are you putting people back in control of their lives when you are clearly removing control from their lives by allowing fracking in their communities which they may well be opposed to both in principle and practice? As the good people of Balcombe discovered, where the police, far from protecting the public interest, were deployed as corporate police at a cost of £4 million to protect the interests of Cuadrilla Resources with horrifying brutality and mass arrests of peaceful protesters, the majority of whom were later acquitted, the real concerns of the people are ignored.

To be blunt and as the late great Douglas Adams put it so aptly, you are talking cross-eyed badger spit, just as your predecessor did. Let’s hope that people resist this Judas money because when the lorries start rolling in they’ll live to regret it.


17_march_2016A letter a day to number 10. No 1,374

Thursday 17 March 2016.

Dear Mr Cameron,

I hope you’ve got the party poppers out. It’s four years since I started these little daily chats. A witness to the depravity of the worst government in UK history.

I love life. Life is the natural expression of nature’s abundance. We are inseparable from nature other than through ignorance and circumstances which drive human alienation, depriving us of our primal connection to nature without which we are rendered incomplete.

Yours is a government that treats ordinary people like chattel, or, as Iain Duncan Smith puts it, ‘stock’, which I very much doubt he restricts merely to those in receipt of social support.

There is no possible excuse for treating people as badly and punitively as you and your government do. You may think of us as rude, crude, commoners, unsophisticated and beneath you. If so that is your failing, not ours. As Max Ehrmann puts it in his ‘Desiderata’, “listen to others, even to the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.”

I know well what it is like to be dull, ignorant and broken, I spent many years of my life absent from myself, lost in the blackest hell hole of depression, living in despair. It was only through the loving kindness of others who listened, giving their time to a broken human being, that I began to emerge and learn how to live with what I called, ‘the enemy within’. I discovered that depression had much to teach me, in fact I would say that everything I know and love today has emerged and been informed by what it was to live in hell, including these letters. It has been and will continue to be a lifelong journey.

What underpins these letters is my profound existential love of life. I observe as science strives to create an artificial intelligence and I am dumbfounded by their mechanistic approach. Have they never observed a child? Every child learns by absorbing life and comes predisposed, equipped by nature, to learn and everything a child learns feeds back and informs the next step. Children learn holistically, they are not ‘things’ to be programmed. But the big question I have for the builders of artificial intelligence is, will it dream? Could an artificial intelligence find inspiration, as the late great Douglas Adams did, in procrastination and ‘six months of baths and peanut butter sandwiches’, or quip, ‘I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by’?

If people do not love life, they have no place in the governance of it and you and your government have provided ample evidence that you are unfit to hold office; a bunch of career politicians ‘talking cross-eyed badger spit’ (to quote Adams again). We are better than this and we shall overcome.