EDUCATION PROBLEMS

BRIT NEWS: A teaching union blames parents for problems in schools. In many cases, quite true, but those parents are the first generation who were taught rights over duties by those same schools. The words pot, kettle and black come to mind.

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ROUND AND ROUND

Round and round destruction goes,
When will it end? Who knows;
Societies crumple thru illicit thought,
What a nerve, ending in naught;
Maybe we dream of the perfect world,
waiting for Utopia to be unfurled?
Problem is, if we could ever afford,
There’d be nothing to do!
We’d end up bored

© Anthony North, April 2009

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MEDIA FREEDOM

We are what we know, and we know what the media allows us to know, but how free is this process? Advertising has become the biggest income for the media. So answer me a question: would you advertise in a media-form offering a message you didn’t like? Of course not – and that’s how Big Biz makes sure you only know what they want you to know.

© Anthony North, April 2009

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LABOUR SLEAZE

BRIT NEWS: Another minister - Geoff Hoon - caught up in a claims row. Bring it on. Of course, such things always go on, but as with the dying days of the last Tory government, the media gets stuck in and won't let go. Problem is, why do we have to rely on such media power?

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BE STILL

Be still as you run so fast,
Be still, escape is in your grasp,
Be still as you fight it out,
Be still, you’re the last redoubt,
Be still as you absorb, are hooked,
Be still as you read the book

© Anthony North, April 2009

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LIE DETECTORS

BRIT NEWS: Sex offenders to be part of pilot scheme using lie detector. Such things always worry me - bringing in new measures in a way no one will complain. That's how we lost the right to silence.

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THE HANDSOME KING

Fiction: He was a God-king of ancient times. Everyone knew him; everyone revered him; everyone feared him. And he was undoubtedly the most handsome man in existence. Well, no – he was quite ugly really. He was born ugly and he’d remain ugly in death. But aware of this, once he’d battered all his subjects, he was the most handsome man in existence.

© Anthony North, April 2009

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