"Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced" - James Baldwin
Wednesday, 13 May 2020
Who are the Cranks?
friend asked me yesterday why I was writing so many blogs on the
coronavirus. In slow motion here’s my answer.
started this one today at 6 am after waking from a curious dream. In
it, my wife and I were eating dinner cooked by one of our best
friends, a life-long vegetarian. Her Irish father ran 'The Vegetarian Cafe' in London's Earls Court ten years before Cranks claimed to be the pioneers in vegetarian catering.
the dream meal she had seared a large slab of steak for me. I was
puzzled because she told me I must eat it to stay alive. I
tucked into the meat, but cannot tell you how it tasted because I
woke feeling guilty. I was strangely moved because, not only had her
dream-self tolerated the death of this poor cow, she had cooked it
dream was a double surprise, not just because the cook had abandoned
her long-held beliefs, but also because, although not vegetarian, I
have chosen not to eat cows since being given a bovine heart valve. I
don’t eat pork either because pigs are intelligent. I know, lambs are
cute and chickens can count!
heart operation was the second of a trio of health crises over the
last six years. First was a subdural haematoma and brain operation.
Later, I had open-heart surgery, then a stroke caused by a bacterial
infection that necessitated a 7-week hospital stay.
couple of weeks ago I had a call from the Stroke Association to ask
how I was getting on during the Covid-19 crisis. The friendly woman
told me, “You do know you are high risk and looking at your
records, you’re very high risk.”
told her that I am lucky because I am in lockdown with my wife and
that I have good friends and neighbours, including a total stranger
who has been food shopping for us.
a sobering statistic. To date, a city the size of Salisbury has died
Ill and old, I know that I am on Dominic Cummings’
‘to be culled’ list.
here’s the answer to my friend’s question. This murderous
government keeps my blogs going and flowing. So long as my cow
forgives me for that dream meal, and my right hand continues to
connect to my brain to type, I will fight these state assassins with
leave you on a positive note. Last night I attended a Zoom meeting of
the North East Peoples Assembly. Watched by 4,500 people, I know that
our numbers are growing.
if you need help, or want to offer help to others, I recommend
contacting your local Mutual Aid group.