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By Stanley Collymore



What God or religion for that matter authorizes

or condones the gratuitous killing, no the

sadistic slaughter of innocent civilians,

some of them mere children that

hadn’t as yet even begun to

properly live their lives let alone start the

process of exploring and utilizing their

God-given talents, far less allowed

the chance to make their personal

contributions to the world in

general or the human race

in particular of which

they were a part?



And explain to me, if you can, what’s civilized

about premeditatedly using callous brute force,

ghastly acts of cannibalism, suicide bombers

or coldblooded terrorism in your sick

and insane attempts to coerce decent folk

into doing what you want them to?

Because even brain-dead morons like

you must be well aware, or should

be, that nothing you murderous

nutters propose, remotely

represent or have to offer decent

and democratic folk globally

will ever tempt any of us

to freely consort with

evil and barbaric

scum like

you.



But then, of course, you already know even before

another of your terroristic atrocities takes place

that you’ll get away Scot-free with your

mayhem and barbarity, don’t you; because

of the West’s unbridled hypocrisy regarding

what you’re doing. Liberally exercised

in its geopolitical game play where the

likes of al-Qaida, its spawned enfant

terrible, and their criminal

associates of feudalistic

barbarians are paraded to us one minute as the

Devil incarnate and the next, as in the case

of Syria, Iraq and Libya for example,

as the saviours of humanity –

depending of course on what

the ever changing foreign

policy agenda of the

West is at that

moment in time

and greedily

dictates.



Meanwhile innocent lives continue to be

needlessly and forever lost in this neo-

colonialist and imperialist carnage

cynically orchestrated by the West,

never mind the platitudinous

noises that it leaders make

when their cynicism

and complicity in

these murderous obscenities

are occasionally but all too

infrequently exposed

and promulgated

for the rest of

the world

to see.



Championed hypocrisy closely integrated with the

Machiavellian machinations of the Persian

Gulf Arab Bantustans as a key element

of their survival strategy, preservation

and security, and liberally financed

by the petro-dollar Danegeld of

ruthless and barbaric Dark Age savages

in tyrannical control of their Persian

Gulf, Arab Bantustan fiefdoms;

and who are unquestionably

the architects and rabid

sponsors of most of

the world’s acts

of terrorism.



© Stanley V. Collymore

31 December 2013.





My View:

One doesn’t need a crystal ball, the IQ of an Albert Einstein or even ludicrously to consult the Oracle of Delphi to comprehend the origins and requirements of terrorism in our contemporary world, or who its instigators and significantly its beneficiaries are.



In my view it has bugger all to do with religion, which is simply I believe being used as a convenient scapegoat for what are blatant acts of criminality and sadistic indulgement. For if Islam is such a peaceful religion as we’re constantly told why then are so many of its avowed and supposed followers nothing more than a bunch of barbaric, Dark Age and criminal savages?



Analogously you wouldn’t tolerate your dearly loved daughter’s husband, partner or boyfriend consistently and gratuitously knocking the shits out of her and telling you, and what’s more expect you to buy it, that he’s simply physically expressing his love for her. So why, whether you’re a Muslim or not, do you put up with this Islamic crap?



This particular boil has to be lanced and in my opinion the only charitable and comprehensive way to rid ourselves of such bestial brutes and their western puppet masters is through an all out holocaust on their Wahabi and Salafist lairs and of those within them by genuinely concerned, moral and authentic world leaders and their nations getting together in a global enterprise against these savages. For we already know where they are; primarily in the Persian Gulf Arab Bantustans.



And let’s not be squeamish about this; we’ve previously had unwarranted holocausts of Blacks, the indigenous people of the Americas, the Caribbean, Australasia as well as of Jews and the Roma peoples of Europe; so why not the justifiable holocaust of these incorrigible Islamic scumbags?

By Stanley Collymore



You obviously don’t know me for we haven’t properly

met or been formally introduced to one another even

though we’ve seen each other around for some

time now and, as such, there’s always the

possibility I assume that like many in our overcautious

and, at its most extreme, paranoid society you might

even subliminally be overly wary of strangers

like me, particularly those who’re

perceived as the proverbial Greeks bearing and what’s

more distributing unasked for gifts to those who

didn’t expect them; and who can blame you

with the world addictively and perilously

hooked, as it quite evidently is, on the

worst aspects of human nature?



But even so everyone of us, if we’ve truly a mind to, can

do our bit to change all that by simply rationalizing,

containing and ultimately eradicating those

personal fears that trigger and intuitively, in many respects,

needlessly serve as the catalyst for and add to the

bedrock of disquiet that collectively many of

you are convinced is the source of our

societal problems; and in doing so positively try instead

to effectively reach out to our fellow man, be they

the next-door neighbours or not, as our Divine

Lord: the shared creator of us all, intended

and still does that we should. And you

my imposing stranger have I’ve

sensed the competency

to do just that.



© Stanley V. Collymore

21 November 2013.



Observation:

It’s a truth universally ignored that the vast majority of the difficulties which we find ourselves faced with and like moaning about are caused as a direct consequence of our own actions, wilfully or unthinkingly committed; a situation compounded either by our inability, unwillingness or stupidity to recognize or accept that fact. Think on it!

By Stanley Collymore



Almighty God as a new year dawns and the present one

marches inexorably on to its close and inevitably

into the permanent archives of the past closely

accompanied by the revered or otherwise

best forgotten memories of events that

once, either profoundly for some or

perfunctorily for others, affected our

respective lives during their current reign, we

respectfully beseech your divine intercession

as we hope and pray communally, both nationally

and globally, that we can and will mutually

agree to work assiduously and

cooperatively to ensure a much better

future; comprising one that is more

just, equitable and realistically

offers a much fairer chance

of individual success, the

attainment of greater

prosperity, and the

reality of personal

empowerment

to everyone

of us.



And that in terms of the detrimental forces of disunity

and negativity that for far too long have seriously

impaired our judgements and blighted our

lives considerably, we’ll learn to

earnestly do our very best to

effectively set about jettisoning and dispensing with

them until we’ve removed their menacing evil

from our psyche and, collectively as the

human race, ceaselessly persevere to

make quite sure that within our

midst no traces of their earlier

presence or any suggestion

that they once existed will

either be recognized,

allowed to carry

on or remain.

Amen!



© Stanley V. Collymore

18 December 2013.



Observation:

Laziness, cowardice and a nurtured indifference that is itself spawned by fear, whether real, imagined or contrived, that the individual might be personally disadvantaged were he or she to challenge or depart from the official and accepted narrative of how they should behave or go about doing things and then often and conveniently using that conclusion to avoid having to stand up and be seriously counted on moral, social, political, economic or religious issues is a blinkered approach which can and does impact negatively and even disastrously on the lives of people globally or those in one’s country.



And clearly knowing this to be the case yet still carry on, adamantly refusing to do anything to constructively alleviate some or all of these needlessly imposed afflictions, is an attitude that is beyond the pale; constituting in my opinion the personification of selfishness as well as the most egregious, odious and the worst kind of human betrayal there is! The remedy for which is, of course, in our individual hands.

By Stanley Collymore



Don’t talk to me about Christmas, Santa Claus or his reindeer

as I’ve had enough of the hypocrisy that surrounds them

every year; for I’m one of the long-term unemployed

who’s destitute and full of despair, as it’s quite

obvious to me from what I’ve observed that nobody really

cares. Worst still and adding insult to the injury of the

misery already cruelly and needlessly inflicted on

me that I’m left saddled with and hard as I try

am unable to circumvent, the local council, like

it said it would, went to court, and readily getting

the latter’s support in the form of an eviction

order, promptly and unceremoniously

kicked me out of the door of my

childhood home, because I

could no longer afford

to pay my rent.



Social Security who I then turned to weren’t much good

either as regards helping me out of this terrible mess

that unforeseen circumstances had landed me in,

telling me rather arrogantly and insensitively

that the rooms in my former home were

actually far in excess of my personal

needs; rules they went on to say

they couldn’t ignore or relax, as to do so

would seriously compromise as well as

contravene the official guidelines

and stipulated requirements

expressly laid down in

the government’s

own legislated

bedroom

tax.



So as I had two bedrooms in my designated council

flat and lived there all on my own, so there was

no disputing that fact; it wasn’t only fair to

the taxpayer but also on the public purse

as well that the shortfall in the state’s

contribution to my rent, caused by the

imposition of the statutory rent-cap that

Social Security felt compelled to impose

on my previous home, should in those

given circumstances, they logically

argued, be my sole responsibility and

therefore paid for by me alone; if ,

that is, I still wanted to carry

on living in what was,

after all, my home.



An impossible task as you’ve rightly guessed

and the worst of all states to find myself in:

explicitly, an involuntary and ongoing

homelessness. So please save your

breath about Christmas and do

give up on the bogus piety,

as I don’t think I need

to remind you I’ve

more pressing

priorities!



© Stanley V. Collymore

20 December 2013.



Critique:

This poem wasn’t written by me with any profound directives in mind as to how any of you should conscionably or otherwise, independently or collectively, live your individual life. Notwithstanding that though its purpose is to point out that Christmas isn’t about singling out and concentrating exclusively on one specific day in each year and no other; and once that day passes into oblivion everyone can just revert to carrying on as before as though the actuality of Christmas and what it genuinely represents never happened at all, until that is the next one arrives and the customary charade ceremoniously removed from its closeted mothball is allowed to temporarily gain momentum again.



A flawed Christian, as indeed I am, I’m nonetheless fully cognisant of what Christmas is and has from its inception been really all about; and although I’m not or have I ever been a member of the Salvation Army which I wholeheartedly respect and financially support on a regular basis, I do so principally because it’s my honest opinion that it’s the only organization I know of which credibly and fully lives up to its moral, social and religious obligations as it altruistically implements, doing so at times in seemingly impossible circumstances, the unadulterated doctrine of Christmas together with its universal message of comradeship, compassion, benevolence and love to all mankind as it was intended to and should be practised by each and everyone of us; and not just around or only on the 25th December of each year, but consistently and cooperatively throughout the entire year.



And as a positive reminder of this and for their sterling and sometimes unappreciated work carried out 24/7 and 365 days of every year, I humbly dedicate this poem to the Salvation Army.

By Stanley Collymore



Another year unwaveringly beckons with yet more

hopes entertained and pledges given, as were

similarly promised in previous years, of

a brand new start in the offing,

rekindling in the process the ritual act of deluding

yourself that there’ll be seismic and rather

meaningful changes undertaken in

attitude and personal standards of behaviour where

you’re concerned; and not least so because the

necessary avoidance of past and markedly

failed practices conducted by you need

to be finally and suitably addressed,

having themselves been totally

acknowledged on your part

and their basic solutions

accordingly and most

diligently learned.



Yet knowing full well, as you embark on this most

personal and seemingly serious endeavour, that

ultimately the eventual outcome of your

decision will unvaryingly as well as

noticeably be the same as that of earlier years:

moral aspirations and their practical applications

expediently dwarfed and decidedly derailed

by selfish ambitions that as before you’ll

artfully but defensively use to wily defer and

place any semblance of a genuine transition,

relative to the requirements of your real

priorities, firmly on the backburner

of convenient choice and delay;

just as with consummate

predictability, insincerity and

a casual shrug of your shoulder

signifying well what does

it really matter as who

truly cares, you

habitually do

each and

every

year!



© Stanley V. Collymore

15 December 2013.



Remarks:

Like confetti liberally, instinctively and even thoughtlessly at times strewn at the newly weds during an after wedding ceremony most New Year resolutions that are consciously made can be said to fit easily into the same category; an evaluation noticeably reinforced when, like the aforementioned confetti with their function of sportive adornment having been ephemerally fulfilled they are then subsequently subjected to laying trampled under feet and on the ground, discarded and quickly forgotten about.



Curiously, how long do your New Year resolutions actually last? Or do you sensibly refrain from making promises even to yourself let alone others that you either know for certain or possibly feel deep inside that you can’t for whatever reasons honestly keep?



Have an eventful 2014 and here’s wishing you everything that you truly deserve.

By Stanley Collymore



Pubescent in years she’s known to be engaged to a man

several years older than she is. Meanwhile she gets

pregnant though not by the man she betrothed

to, and what’s more she audaciously tells

him this all happened in mysterious

circumstances which she can’t

explain or even fathom

out how she ever got

pregnant in the

first place.



But all the same she expects her fiancé to accept

her innocence in what has taken place and

unquestioningly take her at her word.

Rather trustingly, although understandably

at first perplexed about his fiancée’s

condition, her partner does

everything she persuasively asks of him

because he loves and trusts her, ensuring in the process

that an otherwise predictable scandal in the making

and the inevitable social ostracism of his young

bride to be by their community, were he to

roundly reject her, is swiftly nipped in

the bud and instantly averted.



Luckily as it turned out for this young woman and

fortunately too for humanity as a whole and the

world at large her fiancé did believe her

implausible story; the resultant

outcome of that momentous decision being that the child she

eventually bore within the love of their unshakable unity

coupled with the bizarre circumstances in which they

found themselves, not only became a truly iconic

figure and universal celebrity in his own right

but significantly as well, throughout the

ensuing centuries that followed his

contentious birth and the historic

martyrdom that climaxed his

death, a spiritual redeemer

and lasting inspiration

to mankind generally

and Christians

specifically.



Thankfully the genesis of all that occurred millennia ago, for

it’s a given even in the 21st Century: an enlightened era as

it’s hailed to be, if such an occurrence did happen for

the first time today, or in anyway were simply to

repeat itself in accordance with what transpired all that

time before, no one would ever believe a word of it;

with the man in question branded a groomer

of underage girls and a paedophile; pilloried, prosecuted

and imprisoned, knowing full well from his prison

cell that his pregnant partner for her outrageous

claim that hers is a virgin pregnancy would

be publicly lambasted as a shameless hussy and

an unmarried mum; have her son taken into care or just

labelled as a fantasist at best; and at worst spitefully

dammed and instantly dismissed as a barefaced

liar and a calculating trollop out to get what

publicity she could for her appalling

notoriety, while determinedly

intent on capitalizing on

it to feather her own

nest financially.



© Stanley V. Collymore

12 December 2013.



Commentary:

Let me make it perfectly and unequivocally clear that paedophilia as etymologically defined and legally proscribed by the laws of the UK and those of all other civilized countries globally I’ve always found to be totally abhorrent, which is an adherence that’s steadfast for me and that nothing will ever change in that regard.



That said I have a similar and implacable abhorrence and utter detestation for as well as a determined aversion to mindless vigilantes. People who’re often troublesomely intellectually challenged; instinctively feral in character and disposition; easily lead, because they’re wholly incapable of thinking for themselves and so become easy prey for those with vested interests and pernicious agendas of their own to fulfil who know this and therefore are well disposed to eagerly manipulating such individuals through their simplistic, invariably misleading but deliberately concocted populist narratives.



Credulous persons that despite their other myriad failings are also persistent and incorrigible attention seekers who unsurprisingly jump on any available and convenient bandwagon which they consider is appropriate to adequately facilitate their stupidity, deflect attention away from their own miscreant behaviour and questionable morality, while at the same time hoping that their manipulated and sycophantically subscribed to actions will compensate for their marked lack of personal judgment and self worth.



The sort of mindless morons for example whose command and comprehension of the English Language, even though it’s supposedly their native tongue, are so poor that they’re wholly incapable of distinguishing the difference between a paedophile and a paediatrician, with several tragic instances recorded of innocent members of the latter profession having been gratuitously attacked, seriously injured and even forced to move home by viscous and baying mobs of so-called anti-paedophile vigilantes descending on them for the sins of actual or perceived paedophiles.



Curiously enough, from my perspective, the predatory shark feeding frenzy that instantaneously erupts within significant sections of British society each time an alleged incident of paedophilia or some other associated “crime” is reported in the media is to say the least particularly worrisome, bearing in mind the reality and social acceptability of marital unions between older men and much younger females, the betrothal of infants, particularly among Europe’s royalty and aristocracy, that were acts replete across global cultures and societies in the past, and in 2013, a trend that significantly developed and intensified in the 20th Century and shows no signs whatsoever of letting up, is a commonplace feature and popular preference exercised nowadays by markedly older woman in their relentless search for generally perceived to be more virile and much younger men.



And let’s not forget that as late as the 19th Century in Britain it was also socially acceptable an entrenched practice as well for lords of English manors whenever one of their peasant, usually farm workers on their huge estates, got married, permission this specific lord of the manor had to grant them before they were allowed to do so, that the bride in question on her wedding night had an obligation, which neither she nor her husband could duck out of or had any legal recourse to prevent, that expressly determined she had had to sexually spend the time directly after her wedding, and that included her entire wedding night and however much longer after that the said lord of this manor dictated with him, with the ritual and one could say classic obsequiousness of her bridegroom physically taking his bride to the home of the man that would cover her as breeders do with horses.



Which makes a complete mockery in my view of these obsessive and predominantly English ancestry searches nowadays by Britons researching their alleged family trees, since by the time these brides were handed back to their lawful husbands they were invariably pregnant by their permitted seducer, and no amount of enthusiastic covering of their own which was subsequently carried out by these respective husband was going to diminish in any way or alter the indisputable fact that the children their wives bore, initially at any rate, and which they then took on the role of father to weren’t their own, no matter how much they deluded themselves, wished it to be, and even accepted it as otherwise than what it really was.



Logically in any progressively minded society situations and attitudes are meant to change for the better and enlightened individuals, regardless of how entrenched these social customs or cultural conventions were, sensibly accept that they must go and as a result do everything in their power to ably assist this process. And the sexual, marital and conjugal relationships between ostensibly matured adults, of whatever gender, and legally acknowledged underage minors however physically developed these boys or girls are or how sexually aware they appear to be must rightfully in my opinion be socially circumscribed and the transgressors legally punished.



But playing Devil’s Advocate here despite being a committed Christian myself, what’s to stop an outright cynic or atheist from logically asking why does Christianity specifically and the other sections of the religious world in general, notably so the two monotheistic faiths of Judaism and Islam both of whom recognize the phenomenal importance of Jesus Christ and his “miraculous” birth, continue to laud not only his earthly works but significantly too the circumstances of his birth, the latter of which would be routinely condemned and dismissed as absolutely ludicrous as I said earlier in this piece were it to happen in any circumstance in the 21st Century? Food for thought, wouldn’t you say?



This poem I must point out isn’t something I decided to embark on because it’s Christmas time and therefore felt it incumbent on me to do my bit during the Yuletide festival. Far from it, as I’m not a follower and specifically like doing my own thing and that applies equally to Christmas as it does to everything else. But in 1984 I wrote, produced and directed a quite successful community play using this same theme as the core element of that play. The play had a number of favourable and well intentioned reviews and when one of the cast in the know let on that I was in the final stages of expanding the said play into a novel I had many enquiries and some very interesting offers to have this novel published.



I turned them all down, significantly because I don’t need the money or am I desperate for the publicity, but principally because when I do have this novel, long completed, eventually published its publication will be on my terms as well as do full credit to the integrity of my work and what I specifically want to convey. In the meantime the novel itself and its title, a precautionary measure against plagiarism, will remain firmly under wraps until I determine otherwise; and for the time being I’m afraid you’ll have to make do with this much later and contemporary poem.



Happy Christmas and enjoy it in the same spirit which you would wish for other to extend towards you.

By Stanley Collymore



Twenty seven years of personal sacrifice selflessly but

passionately combined with a lifetime of national

and global inspiration to all those who

genuinely believe in freedom, justice for all

and equality of opportunity for everyone

to exploit their God-given attributes,

fully realize the ambitions they

aspire to and have earnestly

and positively set their

hearts and minds

on ultimately

achieving.



That’s your enduring legacy Madiba: the indisputable and

amazing embodiment of the resounding triumph of the

human spirit over the formidable and pernicious

challenges of adversity that one can and does

encounter, fashioning you as a result into

the Moral Colossus and the Giant of a

Man you inevitably became and will

forever remain in the full consciousness

of those who, as you most evidently

were, are likewise perceptively,

acutely and empathetically

in touch with their own

comprehensive and

inborn humanity.



Most notably among them the progeny of Mother

Africa that together with the children of her

wider Diaspora have proudly watched

you evolve into the fixed and guiding Southern Star

you eventually emerged as, and whose bright,

stubbornly undiminished and consoling

light permanently radiates both near and afar

serving as a trusted and reliable beacon of

reassurance whose influential moral compass

directs and assists us in navigating our way safely

and appreciatively through the perilous waters

of racism, bigotry, ill-natured intolerance

and the insidious contempt

generated by and routinely directed

at us from others on our onward

journey to the tranquil haven

of collective forgiveness,

mutual respect for

and much needed

reconciliation

towards one

another.



© Stanley V. Collymore

8 December 2013.





Tribute from the author of this Poem:

It was the cherished belief of Nelson Mandela and one fully endorsed by those of us who strive to emulate him and his ideals that to be free is not simply to cast off one’s chains of oppression but rather as well to live life in a way that respects, empowers and enhances the freedom and dignity of others, reinforcing as a consequence their integrity as human beings along with that of our own.



Let’s all then do our very best to fulfil those aspirations that this phenomenally great man lived and sacrificed his life for, and in the process fittingly keep his memory and legacy permanently alive.



Nkosi Sikelel’ iAfrika! And Tata Madiba! Rest in Peace and rise in Glory.

By Stanley Collymore



Please tell me it isn’t true; that you didn’t just marry me simply

to deflect attention attendant with the likely possibility of

hostile opprobrium from some within our population

away from you, bearing in mind the prominent

political office which you hold and attach so much importance

to; because as I’ve only rather belatedly found out myself

in the most distressing, humiliating and untoward of

circumstances any loving and faithful wife could

possibly have experienced and what is now

so patently obvious to me, is that you

are undeniably, and have for some

considerable time now, been

a closet homosexual.



Furthermore, and what I find particularly hurtful and deeply

insulting about all this is that you didn’t even have the

guts or the decency to honestly tell me the truth

about yourself, leaving me instead and purely

by chance, because I accidentally discovered you in

bed and sexually involved with another man, to

cruelly find out after the manner in which you so

romantically and persuasively pursued me,

pretentiously carried on doing so with your wooing,

and quite evidently it now appears duplicitously

secured as well a marriage between us into

the bargain, that your sexual proclivities

are by no means solely heterosexual

nor are you the man whom you

purport to be and who got

me to marry you.



You of all people who in both your public discourses

and private life are always going on about openness

and how people, especially those in public life,

should always unswervingly demonstrate

the courage of their own convictions regardless

of the consequences they might face, in the same way

that you waste neither time, effort nor opportunity

to patronizingly dismiss and even conceitedly

vilify those whom you personally disdain

as the complete antithesis not only of

everything that’s decent and morally

upstanding, but also who you

bigotedly see, virulently

condemn and unforgivingly portray

as the villainous authors of those

selfsame evils that you’re all

so eagerly inclined and

robustly prepared

to lambasting

them for.



Now I know why it is, even in the distinct absence of any

pressing financial impetus for me to do so, that you’re

so keen I should carry on working as before and

not abort a promising professional career

by subsuming it, you opined, into the

restrictive clutches of conventional domesticity

as you described it; an observation however, which in

the light of recent revelations about you has absolutely

nothing to do with genuine female empowerment on

my part through my staying a productive member

of our country’s workforce; but everything, it

seems, quite skilfully designed by virtue

of your cynical manipulation of me to

postpone indefinitely and eventually

kill off, as well, all prospects of

my ever being a mother, and

in doing so intentionally

avert your very worst

nightmare of you

becoming a

father.



You sense these things don’t you, even if you don’t want

to believe them. But even so what really astounds me,

and something I find very hard to forgive, is the

profound level of deceitfulness you stooped

to and that you premeditatedly engaged in as regards

our personal relationship; and what’s more doing

so in a country where homosexuality in all its lawfully

indulged in and consensual guises is perfectly legal,

has the same blanket immunity from prosecution and

is equally free of official societal persecution that

lesbianism luckily has always enjoyed, but

more into the bargain has ironically become

so chic, particularly in upper class

circles, that if some of its most vocal aficionadas

and avid supporters were to have their way it

would undeniably be made compulsory;

so there was really no need for you to

have embarked on this elaborate

subterfuge of yours which

you subjected me to.



Let me make it abundantly clear; I’m not criticizing you

because you’re a homosexual as I’m certainly not a

homophobe in any way, shape or form since my

simple and straightforward philosophy is one

of live and let live, and along with that the

firmly subscribed to dictum of each to their own where

sexual matters are concerned. But I also do fervently

believe, and you can call me old fashioned if you

like, in honesty, frankness and trustworthiness

in personal relationships and especially those

involving married couples; and you, I’m afraid,

have markedly failed in our own relationship to

deliver on any of these values. And as such

there can no longer from my point of

view be any future together for you

and me, for to continue with this

sickening farce as if nothing

had happened would quite

candidly be a dreadful,

self-inflicted and

most unseemly

travesty!



© Stanley V. Collymore

3 December 2013.





Commentary:

In 2013 the government of the Russian Federation sensibly and quite correctly in my view passed a law with the specifically intended purpose, it must be stressed, of dissuading and ultimately prohibiting anyone within its territory from encouraging or engaging in the proselytization of that country’s minors principally promoted and largely instigated by western external forces meddling in Russia’s domestic affairs under the misguided and rather disingenuous pretext of supposedly educating these youngsters about the positive aspects of homosexuality.



Unsurprisingly even before this legislative ruling was given assent in the Duma and signed into law by President Putin all hell broke loose in the west with slick choreographed campaigns of fake outrage against Russia’s decision staged by the west’s media, its chattering classes, pseudo homosexual activists and vested interests with their personal axes to grind, and of course fiercely ambitious and self-serving MPs who fully cognisant of the importance of the so-called pink vote and quite determined at all costs to cash in on it, predictably and most eagerly jumped on the bandwagon juggernaut promptly seized, rolled out and liberally utilized by those taking to ridiculing and vilifying Russia and particularly its President as they accumulatively levelled all sorts of pernicious accusations at them, including the perennial old chestnut of human rights violations.



However, Russia’s legislative and executive branches of government weren’t the only ones in the line of fire of this abusive western condemnation, for when Elena Isinbaeva, Russia’s renowned female Olympic and current (2013) world record holder in the pole vault, was asked what she thought of the law that was enacted and honestly replied that she supported her country’s democratic right to approve what laws it saw fit in the best interests of its citizens in the same way that western countries do, she too was slated mercilessly with the additional affront heaped on her in the way of deafening calls made from influential groups in the west demanding she should be summarily ostracised and speedily stripped of her commercial endorsements; the same groups among others that were also insisting that the 2014 Winter Olympics in Sochi to be hosted by Russia should themselves be boycotted.



In response to the unfair treatment meted out to Elena Isinbaeva and the wider issue of this anti-proselytizing of homosexuality law now on the Russian statute books and aimed at the protection of Russian minors I wrote an article entitled: “Elena Isinbaeva and the west’s self-righteous penchant for creating bogus enemies” which is online and can also be found on my personal website http://www.politicoacademic.blogspot.com. That article generated a great deal of interest and positive feedback globally and is primarily why this poem is written and has absolutely nothing to do with ensuing events either in Britain or elsewhere pertaining to former closet homosexuals, regardless of whether they be obscure or well-known individuals, that for whatever reason, be it egotism or self-guilt, have belatedly chosen to publicly declare to all and sundry that they’re homosexual.



Notwithstanding that I will nevertheless say this, because it’s something that I intrinsically believe in; namely that one’s sexuality and whomsoever they practise it with, or not at all, within the legal framework of their country’s instituted laws is, in my opinion, strictly a private matter that should be treated and respected as such and not used as an issue for public grandstanding, the garnering of attention seeking plaudits or, for that matter, ostentatious guilt-ridden flagellantism.



Meanwhile, the pungent smell of hypocrisy by the west and most notably the Anglophile countries therein is invasive, debilitating and widespread and raises the pertinent question as to why with its own intractable problems in this regard the west nevertheless readily sallies forth in its often caustic condemnation of others on a matter it is yet to demonstrably tackle and resolve. Not for nothing is the dictum “don’t ask; don’t tell so pervasive throughout all branches of the US military for example, where homosexuality to put it mildly is at best a taboo subject and treated as such. And equally it would be a brave but foolish individual who having decided to run for high political or some other prominent public office in the United States or have his or her name put forward for an equivalent position in the corporate world of big business to then openly declare he or she was a practising homosexual and seriously expect to succeed in that endeavour.



And on our side of the Atlantic Britain and the rest of the EU aren’t immune from this stance on homosexuality or the contagion of homophobia either, no matter how vaingloriously the powers that be who influence policy decisions or run these countries pretend otherwise; for in reality it’s all a deliberate and carefully fabricated smoke screen from behind which much is extravagantly promised but very little is actually delivered.



Here’s an indication of what I mean. The marriage of Prince William and Kate Middleton enthused most of the British public, the Commonwealth, and significant numbers of other people across the globe and markedly pushed the approval rating of the British Monarchy way of the Richter scale of transcendent popularity. But wilfully playing Devil’s advocate here but in no way impugning or seeking to do so the sexuality of Prince William, which I freely confess I know absolutely nothing about and frankly care even less as it’s none of my business, just suppose that instead of the lovely Kate Middleton, elevated after her marriage to the status of Duchess of Cambridge and made a prominent member of the British Royal Family, it was a bloke, a Kenny Middleton for argument sake, that Prince William had wed and thereafter had proudly walked down the aisle of one of our historical and iconic English cathedrals with on his arm.



Assuming, that is, that this hypothetical homosexual relationship had been allowed to get this far with Buckingham Palace and the Con-Dem coalition regime headed by Prime Minister David Cameron having debatably given their blessing to and approval for it. What in the aforesaid circumstances do you think the gut instinct reactions of Britons generally across our green and pleasant land as well as attitudes in the Commonwealth, and especially those countries where Her Majesty the Queen is still head of state, and where their leaders have only belatedly come around after much intransigent heart searching and heated discussions to the logical idea in my view that royal princes in line to the British throne should no longer have automatic preference to accession over their older female siblings and counterparts; the world at large; and you yourself would be?



The question put here is largely rhetorical in nature as I’m positive we all know the answer to it; which begs the other obvious question that the first one naturally now triggers. If at best one can expect only ambivalence and at its worst outright antipathy and even hatred towards an open and honest homosexual relationship of this kind that evidently would nevertheless rock the core values as perceived and generally adhered to by the vast majority of those who constitute the British nation, something that the powers that be within our country recognize and accept, why then do these same people conceitedly think that they have an inalienable right to lecture and even dictate to others, in what are indisputably sovereign states, how they should approach and eventually deal with the matter of homosexuality within their own countries?



The British attitude to homosexuality reminds me very much of that which bedevils racism in our country, in as much that it’s extremely difficult to find anyone who will willingly own up to their concealed prejudices regarding either or both of these issues with respondents invariably and disingenuously remarking in the majority of cases in which they’re questioned about either of them that on reaching the age of majority and thus effectively becoming an adult as it were, those who’ve successfully managed to make this transition from childhood and adolescence should be free, within the realms of the law, accepted ethical boundaries, and without undue interference in or coercion from anyone, to make what decisions they consider are appropriate for themselves together with the inalienable right to live their own life as they please and with whomsoever they mutually choose to.



Reality though is quite different and often as several mixed race couples and potential ones have painfully and embarrassingly discovered to their dismay and chagrin a bridge too far, having had their relationships firmly rebuffed and cruelly so even by so-called liberal white Caucasian parents, other family members, friends and most incredibly neighbours and work colleagues when one of those personally involved in a mixed race relationship is himself or herself white Caucasian as well or even British Asian.



And ironically as it seems with those opponents of familial mixed raced unions involving one of their own and who would be the first to declare that they weren’t racist even stating that they fully subscribed to the concept of everyone being treated equally and fairly in all matters but somehow not when that “everyone”, no matter how exemplary and worthy as a human being that individual is, he or she in relation to their own family or friendship circles is distinctly of a different race and skin colour.



Two specific criteria that they obviously deem are alright where other people are concerned but clearly don’t fit into these antagonists1 personal scheme of things; and when questioned or even challenged about their supposed tolerant and liberal credentials that they brazenly flaunt and remarkably don’t appear in the aforesaid circumstances to mind doing so or see any contradiction in what they doing, their kneejerk response is always one along these lines, that while they will arguably concede that some mixed race marriages or relationships might be suitable and appropriate for others, they nevertheless feel and are completely convinced, without ever satisfactorily or convincingly explaining why, that a mixed race union between their much-loved son, daughter, other relative or friend and some one from a different race or ethic background would be most inappropriate. The same cynical obfuscation together with a baffling but astonishing hypocrisy that’s replete in attitudes to homosexuality, I’m afraid.



In conclusion wilful deception in any relationship that is mutually understood to be a meaningful one by those who freely embarked on it is simply abhorrent, a situation to be roundly deplored, and a personal betrayal of whoever is on the receiving end of it. And when unknowingly to the person affected the perpetrator wittingly and for purely self-serving reasons traduces the said relationship to nothing more than a debasing farce, such actions, unpardonable, loathsome and insupportable in themselves, should on their discovery by the abused person swiftly, forthrightly and fearlessly be condemned and instantaneously walked away from. To refrain from doing so would, I fear, be to cowardly collude in negating one’s self worth and significantly constitute a violation of and a gross insult to that person’s personal integrity as a worthy human being.