it was many years ago that i drew the conclusion for myself that it is possible to accept two and probably more completely divergent and contrary view points at virtually the same time.after all if ideas and society are dominated by the ideas of the dominant group which are theslves divergent,competitive,contradictions and function as ideology why should the experience not be possible anbd probable for the individual.in an irrational society lots if its features will be irrational.
in our small family,in our discussion and banter which are usually inesperable,we play a number of word games or running word play.amongst these i have become aware that my children,2 adolescent daughters,they sometimes wait for me to say something absurd and the quote me on their websites/facebook pages.on one occassion they quoted an old fashioned reference to the british liberal,now liberal democrat party which describes them as "tories with velvet toe-caps"
i talk sometimes here about personal and otherwise private experience not out of ego or self advetisement but because of a two fold view about knowledge.one is that now we live in a time when reality is itself plural,divided and contestable it is also relativist.a partial answer to that is personal experience as a starting point.i also learned from a not particularly marxist element in my political education that away from and outside the "advantages"and resources of academe,is to make the self and the selfs immediate environment working outwards as a legitimate focus of and starting point of research.
in the evening of 26/03/2011 my eldest daughter and wife returned seperately from the cuts camapgn demonstration.i became increasingly concerned for my daughter aware of the changing tone of events in the evening and of police tactics.
when she got home i expressed my irritation and concern intentionally in an absurd way.i like to hope it makes the point with humour and without confrontation.
late into the night and into a new morning
during the night i woke several times out of dreams and hearing fragments of "the news".i found myself constructing a collage or patchwork of thoughts out of those phenomena combined with my own responses,oscillating between despair,distress,tears,rage and ecstasy.
it was also the night the in britain clocks move and hour area into bst/british summers time which has been called and is elsewhere daylight saving time.
they are stealing our time.when the aqltest calendar wasa introuced in england there was a "difference"of eleven days.which resulted in social disorder demanding the return of the missing days,which for some might have eternal consequnceds for our souls.so i want my hour back which they have stolen.
it is nothing to do with british.it is very unbritish.we dont have summer in this country-or cliamte,just weather and often all of itws variety in the same day.if it saves time it take sit from us.
-to be cdontinued-