Believe In Tomorrow
Move forward and face the future,
In search of that wonderful place,
Where all roads lead homeward,
Where all dreams come true –
And life waits to offer its best gift to you.
Move forward and face the future,
In search of that wonderful place,
Where all roads lead homeward,
Where all dreams come true –
And life waits to offer its best gift to you.
The politicians huff and they puff.
But in Libya they just die – the women and the men and the children and the babies. The soldiers and the civilians.
The shells and the bullets and the bombs make no distinction.
They die in the streets and in their homes.
They are being robbed of their loved ones, of their futures, of their lives.
The mindless cruelty of war.
Libya doesn’t really feel like a war when Cameron and Sarkozy and Obama are preening and pouting and saying that Gaddafi must go.
Libya feels like some bloodless political campaign by middle-aged men in suits and ties who all hope to get re-elected.
Libya is a place where the posturing of politicians has absolutely no meaning.
Where UN resolutions mean less than zero.
Where the only reality is the living hell that is all around, and where horror is the very air they breathe.
This is a war of vicious attrition, where every inch of rubble is paid for in spilt blood and smashed bones and wasted lives.
Grant me, O Lord, to know what is worth knowing, to love what is worth loving, to value what is precious to you.
Do not let me judge by what I see,
Nor pass sentence according to what I hear,
But to judge rightly between things that differ.
And above all to search out and to do what pleases you.
Dear Lord, if you will make the autumn of my life as lovely as this golden autumn morning, I will not look back to grieve the passing days of summer.
‘We still haven’t received your tax payment and my team are now focusing attention on the rapidly reducing number of people like you who have yet to pay. Not paying your tax on time has serious consequences. We must collect this tax from you to pay for the hospitals and schools we all rely on. We will do that by taking your possessions and auctioning them publically. We don’t like doing this because people have told us that it is embarrassing for them and it will cost you so much more to pay this way. For instance, if your car is worth several thousand pounds, it might sell for only a few hundred pounds at auction, a flat screen TV costing £2,000 would typically sell for about £200 – £300, and an £800 laptop would sell for about £100.’
The above is a nasty, disturbing letter being sent out by HM Revenue & Customs to people who they claim owe tax.
This new policy is not something that would be dreamt up by a local tax collector. It has been approved at high level. It is a marker, highlighting an unpleasant path for what was traditionally a non-political and fair civil service. Government ministers are obviously behind this shameful, threatening letter.
Debt collectors who make idle and bogus threats to get money out of people are stripped of their licences.
But the rules do not apply to HMRC. What a surprise.
The taxman cannot simply say that as you have not paid, he is helping himself. He cannot force his way into your home unless he applies for a legal warrant first.
You do not have to let the bailiffs into your home.
If you refuse entry to a collector they can apply for a warrant to break in to your home but this is hardly ever done.
The taxman wants the owed money ‘to pay for the hospital and schools we all rely on’.
So will the cash help restore cuts to the school building programme? Will it save NHS jobs?
No, of course it won’t. The Revenue has no control over Government spending.
Why doesn’t their letter say that it needs the money to pay MPs’ expenses, or to prop up the Euro, or to fund the £650 million we have decided to give to Pakistan, a country that can somehow afford its own nuclear weapons.
Can this despicable Government sink any lower?
Giant black holes in the centre of galaxies are spinning faster than at any other time in the history of the universe, research shows.
When the universe was half its present size, nearly all the super-massive black holes had very low spins.
But nowadays a fraction of them have very high spins.
Scientists still don’t have a clue as to the purpose of black holes. In fact, they don’t have a clue about most things in the universe.
A black hole, and there are probably millions of them, is a region of space in which the gravitational field is so powerful that nothing, including light, can escape its pull.
The black hole has a one-way surface, into which objects can fall, but out of which nothing can come.
It is called ‘black’ because it absorbs all the light that hits it, reflecting nothing.
Scientists (those who are atheists) tell us that once upon a time there was nothing (nothing?) and then a ‘big bang’, and then ‘hey presto’ the universe was formed.
Then out of the chaos came the Sun and the Moon, both perfectly located in the only position possible to sustain life on planet Earth, which by chance and coincidence provides food, water, medicine, shelter, and all the resources for life to survive…..
Please excuse me for a while, I need to feed the fairies at the bottom of my garden.
There’s talk Britain may follow the French and ban the burka in public places. I’d prefer to ban the French in public places.
Women should be allowed to cover their faces if their religion dictates, unless of course they’re fit.
The obvious solution to this problem is to let Muslim women continue to wear the burka but have a picture of their face printed on it.
Thank you, O Lord, for all the help you have given me today.
Thank you for keeping me safe all through today,
Helping me to do my work through today,
Giving me strength to conquer my temptations all through today.
Thank you for my home and all that it has been to me,
My loved ones and all the circle of those most dear.
Thank you for any kindness I have received, any help that was given to me, any sympathy that was shown to me.
Help me to lay myself down to sleep tonight,
With a glad and grateful heart.
We can be ourselves with each other.
We share secrets and dreams and accept each other just as we are.
We count on each other and help one another.
In the darkest hour, we can see the light as long as we’re looking for it together.
We understand one another as no one else can.
We often know what is needed without being asked.
We listen and care.
We accept, even when we don’t agree.
We’re a special combination,
And the bond of love we share is forever.
Councils busy sacking low-paid workers are still creating hundreds of useless non-jobs.
These include Wood Fuel Development Officer (West Sussex, £35,430 per annum) and Gypsy Romany Traveller Community Cohesion Officer (Herefordshire, £26,276 per annum).
It’s good to know they are spending taxpayers’ money wisely.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, except when you yawn.
Tomorrow yesterday is the day before tomorrow today .
Which is worse, ignoring or apathy?
Who knows? Who cares?
Three out of four Chinese people have never made a phone call.
If it’s free, it’s advice. If you pay for it, it’s counselling.
Those who believe there was nothing, then a big bang, then a universe with more stars than there are grains of sand on Earth, are deluded.
Life pulled the rug from under my feet just when I was feeling most proud and confident of myself.
Then, all of a sudden, I lost almost everything.