My Reward......

Landing back in good ole' blimey is somehow always reassuring.... seeing the lights of London and it's outer reaches......

I know I am home.... and this despite the efforts of the mighty IT dept of Air traffic control to bugger up the busiest airport in the UK........ I got off quite light with only a 1.5hr delay in arriving at Heathrow, which for a flight from Cairo, I thought was good..........compared to previous efforts....

For all my hardwork and for totting up a 78 hour working week in the sun baked sand riddled country that I always love visiting, I decided to treat my self with a new pair of cycling shoes...

And so when I returned to my office there it was, a nice neatly wrapped parcel sitting squarely upon my desk, resplendent with a Spanish postmark. I knew this is what I had worked so hard for.

I could hardly contain my excitement in opening the parcel 

and as I unwrapped it, there they were.......

Without doubt
the prettiest pair of shoes

I have ever seen

in the whole wide world

ever.......

As with my declared love for Alex Polizzi, who cares whether I am a sad delusional middle aged man..... never before have I owned a pair of shoes this pretty......

I checked them for size, and with one last longing look, I neatly put them back in the box......

Jesus woke up on Christmas morning to gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh and so it shall be that I will wake up on christmas morning....... like an excited child...... and no doubt looking like a turkey bursting out of it's skin, I shall don the lycra, .............put on my nue shues..... and then jump on the bike.....

As I ride around my village in Suffolk.... all the neighbours will look out of their windows, and point....... saying to each other..... look at that...... there he goes riding his bike, 

in the prettiest shoes we have ever seen, in the whole wide world.......

What myrrh was to Jesus
then these shoes are to me...

my reward for being a good boy.....

This must call for a reward SoD

from the brilliant Teardrop Explodes

Do you know John Dewhirst ? ..........

.... funny how we view the news and think that what has happened today only happened today....

We are told by Theresa May what an evil threat ISIS / IS / ISIL {delete as appropriate} is.....  she warns us that we must act, that the British Government must act, to protect us from this evil.... and of course to protect us what do our government do ? they save us from ourselves... Theresa May comes across as a very noble woman arguing just cause in mainly male dominated world of British English, Welsh, Cornish, Northern Ireland politics and as the daughter of a vicar, you would not question her motives.

We now have Facebook as the pariah of Lee Rigby's death, an awful act of utter madness was his death and yet the media are now intent on turning the blame to Facebook.

Also the murders of James Foley ~ Ali al Sayyed ~ Steven Sotloff ~ David Haines ~ Abbas Medlej ~ Hervé Gourdel ~ Alan Henning ~ Raad al-Azzawi ~ Peter Kassig, these were not deaths done in the name of a just cause, they were deaths done out of shear utter insanity.

So there I sat last night, channel flicking with the TV buttons and on BBC 4..... The Killing Fields. So I thought I would watch it, I have at some time or another seen it, and I am aware of the content subject, but it is a powerful movie and I would watch it for what it is.

As the brutality on the screen unfolded with Cambodia descending into what can only be described as some form of Dantes Inferno... you think surely it wasn't that bad, so then you turn to the net... and christ not only was it that bad, as shown in the Killing Fields, but in true life it was worse..... a whole lot worse.

In fact it was that bad the Khmer Rouge under the control of Brother #1 Pol Pot make ISIS merely look like the left wing off shoot of the Women's Institute.... rank amateurs at that.

I can't say that in my formative teenage years I was that switched on to world affairs, and until 1979 at the tender age of 16.5 years old I had never been abroad. So as the year zero was being introduced by Pol Pot, I didn't notice much about it at the time. Truth be known it seems not much of the world knew [cared] about it either.

Maybe the thought was that as Pol Pot and his croonies were imposing this barbaric misery on Cambodians it didn't really affect "us".

But that's the thing it wasn't just Cambodian's who suffered.

John Dewhirst ? No ? Well I didn't know about him until last night.

John Dewhirst was an Englishman, the son of a head teacher father and shop owner mother, and the only "mistake" in life he appeared to have made......... was to be on a small sailing boat with 2 friends that drifted in close by Cambodian waters. Their boat was immediately seized, one man Stuart Glass was shot dead immediately and John Dewhirst and Kerry Hamill taken to the mainland.

These two men were tortured and murdered in a most brutal manner. John Dewhirst was 26 years old when he died.

Here is a picture of John Dewhirst

Here is a picture of James Foley

They look like they could be brothers, they died 36 years apart, they died brutal deaths, they died at the hands of madness.

It is said that under the rule of the Khmer Rouge a quarter of the population were slaughtered.... some were even murdered just because they wore glasses......

When I say that it was a whole lot worse than shown in the killing fields, here is some idea how worse it was....... in Prison S-21 they cut people open whilst they were awake, conscious and without anesthetic and removed their vital organs...... they drained people of their blood and they waited to see how long it took before they died with no blood in their veins....  The world bangs on about how bad the Nazi's were, but I reckon those running prison S-21 can give any Satanist a run for his money.

Imagine that the quarter of the population of a country, for the UK that would be like making around 16,250,000 no longer of this life..... imagine the impact that would have. Do you wear glasses ? I do, so that's me fucked then.

We live in a world full of contradictions, 

these contributors are working 

for a very noble and just cause

I like their message, but can we live this life ?

But one thing is for sure,
today Cambodia is a different country that
John Dewhirst had the misfortune to end in



This time yesterday did I know John Dewhirst ?

no

but today I know who John Dewhirst was

~

Not really a song of the day moment or owt like that
but here's a Julian Cope song
just because I like it