The Skype calls and I race to turn off
radio 4 and click on the green icon to accept the call. Then there in the centre of the screen
appears your face looking perplexed. You
stare with that piercing intensity only the under twos can muster. Not old enough to pretend sociability or even
feign interest. I am pulling out all the
stops on my end. Beaming, smiles, hands
clapping, launching into nursery rhythm’s we’ve shared on visits months
ago. You inspect me coldly, gosh it’s a
tough audience tonight! Then, something
in my repertoire clicks and a huge smile emerges. He has recognized his granny. She of the crazy attention seeking over
performance is familiar once more. He
babbles, at times he leans in as if to kiss the screen, he waves and
claps. It as if the entire audience of a
packed Albert Hall is in rapturous applause and I feel a deep sense of
satisfaction. It was a tough show but
the seasoned performer knows how to pull off magic. The Skype call finishes and I feel the
remains of the adrenaline surge through my body as the screen darkens. I am left, the connection broken, but
triumphant. Another spider link
established between that precious soul and mine. For Charlie, I’d even master headstands if it
brought forth those life giving smiles.
What is this granny hood madness?
Thursday, 5 March 2015
Sunday, 1 March 2015
tree killer, killed by tree
I don’t like to backbite but there are some
people who need to be remembered because they were sufficiently bad to stand
out despite the centuries of years that separate them from us. One of them is Mutawakkil (born March
822, Iraq—died December
861). One of his party pieces was that
when he wanted to make merry he would summon his ministers, councillors and
functionaries to his presence and let loose a box of scorpions in the assembly
and forbid anyone to move. A real fun
kind of guy to have around. Indeed, when someone was stung he would burst forth in boisterous laughter.
He immediately tore down synagogues and
churches in Baghdad. Then he razed to
the ground the famous Islamic shrine of Husayn Ali and did not allow
pilgrimages to take place there. The
tomb of Husayn ibn Ali is one of the holiest
places for Shias outside of Mecca and Medina. In case you are thinking why would a Muslim
like Mutawakki seek to eradicate such a special place, it has to be remembered
he was a Sunni and regarded this shrine as a Shia site. Such was the hostility towards the Shias that
even remembering the death of Husayn Ali, grandson of Muhammad, was not to be
tolerated. Muhammad had clearly
indicated that other religious groups like the Christians and Jews should be
protected and allowed to practice their religion. So it is typical of Mutawakkil that he
totally ignored this and only a little over two hundred years after the death
of Muhammad began to target the Jews and Christians.
He reversed
the tolerant attitude towards Christians and Jews that Muhammad had insisted on,
and requiring them to wear distinctive dress. In 850, he decreed that all
"people of the book" must wear "honey-coloured" hats and
belts, churches and synagogue built "after the advent of Islam were to be
destroyed," one-tenth of their property confiscated and government posts
were closed to them.
Anyone that Mutawakkil felt had offended
him, even prior to his reign, was dealt with cruelly. The former Vizier was tortured in an iron
maiden (don’t ask!). Even a small
accident could be costly. One of his own
military commanders stumbled during a drinking session and fell on the caliph,
this was enough to have the commander sent to prison without water, killing him
slowly and painfully.
Even the oldest religion in the land was
not left immune. Zoroastrianism,
established in the 6th century BC, held in deep respect a Cypress tree in Turshiz,
Khurasan. It had been planted at the
time of Zoroaster and was thought to be 1450 years old. Zoroaster (or else his patron King Gushtasp,
i.e. Vishtaspa) had actually planted the tree outside a temple.
“Doing
good to others is not a duty. It is a joy, for it increases your own health and
happiness.”
Quote from Zoroaster (c.628 - c.551)
This
cypress tree was said to be unique in beauty, height, and size. It was considered one of
the wonders of Khurasan. (In case one
doubts the ability of the cypress tree to reach such an age, one need only
examine the e-Abarkooh – Abarkooh, in Iran.
This is cypress is 4000 years old. see photo above) Al-Mutawakkil was told about this
special tree in Khurasan and was anxious to see it. Typical of the man he ordered that it be cut
down and brought to him! Naturally, when
the people of Khurasan heard of his order there was much uproar and they even
offered money for its preservation.
Unfortunately, Mutawakkil was not a man to be turned. The huge tree of such historical and
religious significance was hewn down and transported to Mutawakkil’s
palace. It is suitably ironic that the
day it arrived at his palace Mutawakkil was stabbed to death at the hand of one
of his slaves.
Monday, 23 February 2015
The Best of my blog - three years review
It has been three years since I started my blog and I have more than 292 postings in that time. At last I have had a chance to reflect on which ones were the most popular. Thanks to technology, exactly how many people viewed each blog is clear. At times that has become an embarrassment as the figures have been depressingly low. But certain blogs attracted more than usual traffic and I wondered why? Surely, there is learning to be had there? So the research is in. Here are the facts. The links to the individual blog entries are on the left (clicking on those titles wil take you straight to the story). My conclusions are given below the table. Hope you enjoy some that you may have missed the first time around!
Title
|
date
|
View count
|
What was it about
|
08/01/2014
|
130
|
An account of my total humiliation
|
|
13/12/2013
|
225
|
Unusual take on sunbathing - poem
|
|
28/11/2013
|
209
|
An anti smoking lesson for school that
turned stomachs
|
|
20/07/2013
|
413
|
Sleepless in airport and losing it
|
|
14/01/2013
|
653
|
Childhood misunderstandings of everything
|
|
03/12/2012
|
181
|
Why leaders are usually worse than us
|
|
28/09/2012
|
177
|
Aging is a bitch
|
|
06/09/2012
|
719
|
Malta’s amazing tunnels
|
|
26/05/2012
|
213
|
Stopping my son being a killer
|
|
20/05/2012
|
137
|
Linguists are lucky
|
|
26/04/2012
|
103
|
Poems that speak to me but are not by me
|
|
22/02/2012
|
214
|
Why we eat shit too
|
|
|
22/01/2012
|
294
|
me bullying at school
|
|
17/01/2012
|
103
|
How to get pay from a boss
|
|
14/01/2012
|
101
|
Beating the beater with art
|
|
11/01/2012
|
179
|
Getting thrown out with my Dad
|
Conclusions
- I have not written anything of real worth this whole year (nothing that got over a 100 page views) all of the above are from years ago.
- Accounts of the burning of the Great Library of Alexander and Malta's tunnels were by far the favourites. Obviously, I should stick to history and cultural accounts?
- It has earned me an embarrassingly small amount of money (5.03 euros in three years), but boy have I enjoyed it.
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