Monthly Archives: December 2023

Tombs

I have passed tombs

In the sunshine

And in the gloom

Pondering on rhyme

And my fleeting time.

 

Scented with perfume

She passed the dead

Who lay entombed

In their unenvied bed

 

 

And the dead slept on

When she was gone.

We find brevity in lust

And permanence in dust.

Vampire

Your kiss

A mingling of perfume

With cigarettes.

Led inexorably to bed.

 

Later I found

Heels in my bedroom

And your perfume

On my dressing gown.

 

Smoke no longer lingers.

But I find

Sharp teeth and fingers

Occupy my mind.

I Once Met a Vampire Named Keith

I once met a vampire named Keith

Who showed me his very sharp teeth.

When he gnashed his great fangs

I fed him with gran’s meringues

Which poisoned that poor vampire named Keith!

Progress

I saw the lightning flash

Across the sky

And heard the crash

Of thunder

And I

Paused to wonder

On those who stress

The inevitability of human progress

There Once was a Rake Named Mars

There once was a rake named Mars

Who lit his cigars with silk bras.

A girl called Coral

Said, “you are immoral!”,

So he bought her brand new bras!

Britain’s Participation in the Transatlantic Slave Trade

As those of you who follow this blog will know, I am from the city of Liverpool.

 

 

I have long had an interest in the history of Liverpool and am a regular visitor to the city’s museum’s, including the International Slavery Museum, https://www.liverpoolmuseums.org.uk/international-slavery-museum.

 

Liverpool played a significant role in the transatlantic slave trade and much of the city’s wealth was derived from slavery. For example, the beautiful Speke Hall was partly constructed as a consequence of money made from slavery, https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/visit/liverpool-lancashire/speke-hall/speke-halls-colonial-connections.

 

It is sobering to walk around Liverpool’s International Slavery Museum and to learn of Britain’s role in the slave trade. However, Britain can be proud of the fact that it was one of the first countries to outlaw participation in the slave trade in 1807, and ban slavery in the British Empire in 1833.

 

History Reclaimed has a fascinating video on the Royal Navy’s role in trying to prevent other nations such as Spain and Portugal from continuing to engage in slavery, https://historyreclaimed.co.uk/the-royal-navys-campaign-against-the-slave-trade/.

 

Am I in favour of the UK paying compensation due to our participation in slavery? The answer is no. Slavery was (and remains abhorrent). People are not property and each individual is uniquely valuable in his or her own right. However, Britain’s participation in the Transatlantic slave trade ended in 1807 and in it’s empire in 1833. I am highly sceptical that countries with large populations originally derived from enslaved people can blame their countries ills on the actions of British people long since dead.

 

I am also sceptical as to how such compensation would work and the ethics underpinning any proposed scheme. Should the British person living on a deprived estate pay his taxes to the descendants of slaves some of whom will undoubtedly be far wealthier than he is? If the answer is yes, should black British people be compensated by their white friends and fellow citizens?

 

There is a strong moral argument for helping to alleviate poverty in the developing world, including in Britain’s former colonies. However, to tie such aid to slavery has the potential to raise racial and international tensions and would not, in my view be helpful in fostering good relations between communities.

 

We should also be wary of putting the sins of our ancestors on the generations living today. British people alive in the 21st century had no role in slavery and it is frankly wrong to expect them to pay compensation for wrongs perpetrated long before they where born.

Sky Who Married an Old Billionaire

When a young lady known as Sky

Went and married an old billionaire guy

And he died on the stair,

I just happened to be there,

And to marry that young billionaire Sky …

Sister White

I know a young nun named Sister White

Who takes me to her convent at midnight.

The Mother Superior

Calls me inferior

But I think she quite likes Sister White.