Sunday, 6 April 2014

Sunday Review

We started this week with 'sugar tax' by Philip Johnson , a response the 'news' that being overweight is increasingly being seen as the norm. My own take on this is that it is just another example of the tyranny of the food industry which seeks to maximize profits by hooking us into addictions and then, when we grow fat and unhealthy, passes us over, first to their chums in the health food industry and then, when they have sucked us dry, to an increasingly privatized health system which is also about maximizing profits. Do I sound angry and disenchanted? You can bet your extra large pants that I do.

On Tuesday, Sue Norton gave us 'Budget Speech Omissions' which provided us with a timely reminder of  just a few of the things that were conspicuous by their absence from the chancellor's budget announcements.  Thanks, Sue. It's good to see that other people are also getting. I posted a link to this poem to Cornwall Anti-Cuts Alliance page on Facebook. As you might imagine, the piece was well-received. 

Wednesday brought us to a rather different story, 'Out of the Fire' by Dianne E. Selden, an account of an apartment  fire in Houston, Texas featuring a construction worker's daring escape. This is a powerful poem which brings home to us the man's terror and the moments of breathless waiting endured by the onlookers as they hung on the outcome. Is it fanciful, however, to say that it also brings us face to face with our own eagerness to be spectators at the scene of disaster.  It isn't attractive, is it, our fascination with deadly danger?  

Thursday's poem, 'Environmental Intercourse', was the work of Laura Taylor, a piece about the dangers posed by fracking and highlighted by a recent study of 'orphan' oil wells. This is another angry poem and, in my book, rightfully so. Here's a little taster. Of course, you might want to click on the link and read the whole thing again.

'Environmental intercourse
will make our wallets fat.
We’ll cock up all your fundaments
then sell you back the gas.                 
We don’t care about your children
or your future or your health
cos we’re busy wrecking Gaia
to increase our massive wealth.
Yes we’re busy fucking Gaia
and we’ll please our fucking selves.'

Finally, on Friday, it was 'The Grayling Damnation' by Neil Fulwood. This was a pithy and telling response to the prison book ban. Form me, the closing lines of the poem tell us about the spirit which informs this change in policy.

'words were the whetstone

on which minds could be sharpened'.

Well, that's all until Monday, people, when there will be some news coming your way, Have a productive week. 

Abigail Wyatt