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Suffer not anyone to teach

Some things don’t even need a comment.

The Rt Rev Patrick O’Donoghue, the [Catholic] Bishop of Lancaster… [says] “What we have witnessed in Western societies since the end of the Second World War is the development of mass education on a scale unprecedented in human history [...] these intellectual trends have resulted in a fragmented society that marginalizes God, with many people mistakenly thinking they can live happy and productive lives without him.”

It reminds me of this overheard conversation:

“If you get a bachelor’s degree,” the seasoned student reassured, “you’ll probably be okay. But my professor said that when you get a master’s, and definitely if you go beyond that, you can lose your values. He said that college students have to be watchful because if you get too much education, you could turn - LIBERAL. He’s seen it happen to a lot of good Christians.”

And for the sake of balance, here are several hundred arguments for the existence of god. If I had to buy anyone’s line, it would be Ben Franklin’s: “Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”

I found a small lizard in the cellar

salamander1 salamander2

We caught him in a water bottle, and put him in the damp grass by the shed. I hope he’ll be okay.

Five points to the house of your choice for the title.

How mad are you about Horizon?

phrenologyLast night’s Horizon, titled How mad are you? seems to have stirred up some feeling. If you didn’t see it, think Big Brother only with crazy people… hmm, maybe not.

The premise is this: ten people, five with diagnoses of various mental illnesses, and five allegedly normal, have been ensconced in Hever Castle, along with a panel of three mental health experts. The experts have to tell, by observing the inmates doing a variety of tasks, who has which of their list of mental disorders. Will they label perfectly sane people as mentally ill? Will people with mental illnesses convince the experts that there’s nothing wrong with them? I think we can probably guess that the answer to both of those questions is “yes”.

Many of the complaints I’ve seen about the programme - and most of them were before it was aired - have been along the lines of “how the label is going to damaged this person’s life”: being called bipolar or depressed or socially anxious on national television is, it’s said, far far worse than being thought only eccentric, individual or just plain odd. And what if a normal person gets labelled mad? Back in the closet with you, mentallists!

In the event, the strongest argument against this was the participants themselves. Two were ‘outed’ on last night’s first show: the experts spotted Dan with OCD, who said he ordinarily made no effort to conceal it, washing his hands fifty times a day and refusing to touch other people, and - if not exactly proud of his condition - then he was absolutely not willing to be ashamed of it. Good for him.

Their diagnosis for Yasmin, on the other hand, was wrong. They diagnosed her as not mentally ill, but she is (we haven’t found out yet what her real diagnosis is), and she was delighted to have fooled the experts. She might have a mental illness, but she’s every bit as normal as the rest of us.

Did it trivialise mental health issues? Though the slightly game-show format isn’t the best, I still don’t think so. When the typical mad person in the media is a released-from-hospital-too-soon schizophrenic who’s committed murder or worse, it was very nice to see some people who were a less flamboyant kind of crazy: ordinary, functional people who just happen to have this diagnosis. And it was very, very nice to see that a diagnosis of a mental disorder isn’t some kind of death sentence, but something that might, in fact, have its uses in understanding just what’s going on in that head of yours.

I’m sticking the rest of this post - the “where I’m coming from” part - behind the cut, so that those who want to avoid perhaps TMI about the inside of my head can do so. The second part of Horizon: How mad are you? is on next Tuesday on BBC2, and the first bit can be watched online, at least by those in the UK.

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5 things I learned in a power cut

  1. However much my conscious mind knows that there is a power cut, my unconscious mind will still make me reach for the light switch when I enter a room.
  2. The ability to make fire is more important than I thought it was.
  3. There is a point to washing windows after all: it’s so they can let light through.
  4. A generator that’s sitting in a barn, not connected to anything, is just a lump of metal.
  5. Being disconnected from the internet feels like having my eyes plucked out.

Conclusion? You can send the girl back to the middle ages, but you can’t take the twenty-first century out of the girl.

A day in the life of an eBay seller

[part one of, I hope, not too many more]

ASQ: Have you got another xxx as mine arrived damaged? I thought there might be a bit of a problem with it when I saw the tire track across the front of the envelope.

Do it ourselves

tape measure Man, at checkout in bricolage: And these please.
Checkout lady: Four steel tape measures?
Man: Yes, that’s right.

After he’s paid, he turns solemnly to the three children waiting for him.

Man: Right, I’m giving you each one of these. It’s not a toy. Your job is to wait until I’ve lost mine, and then lend me yours.

Photo by Mulad

I said I wasn’t going to bed until Obama was President…

and now I’m going to bed. When I was little, I had a theory that if you stayed up all night, you’d get to tomorrow (instead of just waking up today), and something magical would happen. And I was right.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

Welcome to one day.

Even if it’s raining, please go and vote, America

please

please

A ghost of elections past…

Me: I’m calling on behalf of the Labour Party to remind you to vote in the local elections today.
Her: I’ll vote alright, but it won’t be for you.
Me: That’s cool, just so long as you vote.

My name’s Sue, I’m a cheese-eating surrender monkey, and I approve this message.

Absit iniuria verbis

The BBC reports that several local councils have banned their staff from using Latin words and phrases in either speech or writing, for being confusing, elitist and discriminatory. This is a great opportunity for those of us who really didn’t give an airbourne copulation about Manuelgate to get incensed about something that really matters. The venerable Mary Beard calls it “the linguistic equivalent of ethnic cleansing”.

Parliaments may desire the limitation of arcane vocabulary, and such would be a laudible aspiration: I cannot accept that a democracy can be such if it is incomprehensible to its citizens. But no one is capable of prohibiting Latin influence on a Brittanic idiom: it would be necessary to dismantle the entire edifice of the language (from Old French langage (12c.), from Vulgar Latin *linguaticum, from Latin lingua “tongue,” also “speech, language”) itself. Even the word “council” comes ultimately from Latin concilium.

There are some scanty specifics in the BBC’s version of the story. Bournemouth Council have given staff a list of 18 Latin phrases which they’re advised not to use. “Other local councils” (who, BBC? who?)

have banned “QED” and “ad hoc”, while other typical Latin terms include “bona fide”, “ad lib” and “quid pro quo”.

(emphasis mine) We see what you did there.

I suspect this of being a bit of a Winterval story: a delicious, irresistable mix of Loony Local Council, simplification, overstatement and Political Correctness Gone Mad. Who needs accuracy when you have a recipe this good. I’ll be looking forward to what Clarkson has to say on the matter: The Sun defends the right to speak Latin. Oh, yes please.

Still, it does make way for the most ridiculous pronouncement I’ve ever seen from the Plain English Campaign:

the ban might stop people confusing the Latin abbreviation e.g. with the word “egg”.

Vignette

“You’re not listening,” she said.
“I am listening,” he said, “I’m listening to every word you’re saying.”
“You’re not.”
“I am. I can’t help but listen when you’re yelling like that.”
“You’re not listening,” she said. “What was the last thing I said?”
“You said I wasn’t listening.”
“Before that,” she said. “What was the last thing I said to you, before I said you weren’t listening?”
“Before that was a long time ago,” he said.

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