When I booted up my computer this evening and restored my open tabs from yesterday, The first tab that came up was the Wikipedia page for the Elysian Fields Avenue in New Orleans.
It is one year to the day since, I started working in Ireland.
The whole Birmingham school thing is a bit of a clusterfuck. It did sound like something UKIP would make up, but sadly much of it was true. There is a fine line on the left of British politics between being anti-extremist and anti-muslim
That fine line is everywhere I think.
But this is why I hate that whole “if someone says anything critical about Islam or any of it’s members, it must be because that person is a white racist christian who make shit up to get rid of all immigrants” perception. (I’m pretty sure someone reading this will now think I’m white too yet again, for example :P)
it’s that perception which made people think this was a hoax, and this is why UKIP members are now having a field day and probably thinking that their slogan for the next election should be “we told you so” -_-‘
and that just sucks.
I hope that no-one uses these cases for cheap political propaganda as even though they are bad, they are a minority of schools and thanks to whistleblowers and officials doing their job the worst of this has been nipped in the bud. With a little coaxing the system worked. Sadly, I’m sure someone somewhere will be making political capital out of this.
I was listening to an old Christopher Hitchens interview in the car on the way home from work this evening and he mentioned this exact issue of differentiating between what I believe he called “fascism with an Islamic face” and anti-Islam, anti-immigration platforms.Listening to that interview was a reminder that no-one should be above criticism, regardless of their race, colour or creed. There should be equality in criticism.
Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love.Thích Nhất Hạnh (via purplebuddhaproject)
It has been a week since our work pub quiz. My colleagues are still impressed that I knew Rihanna’s surname. I’m thinking I need to get out of the house more
Whenever, I hear someone I follow on tumblr or twitter speak for the first time, the first thing that goes through my mind is the thought that isn’t what I was expecting, even though I have no basis to know any different.
It still amazes me as to how our brains complete an image of a person from a half empty canvas and how our prejudices steer us off course.