Archive for May, 2009

I’m not from Dundee

Thursday May 28 2009

I wasn’t going to blog about the continuing scandal over MPs’ expenses that has been raging for a couple of weeks now.

However, when I was in Dundee the other day for work, I was stopped in the street by an Evening Telegraph journalist.  She asked my views about a proposal to allow for petitioners to recall their local MP and make them re-stand in a by-election. Inspired by the expenses furore the plan was, she explained, an opportunity to hold MPs to account in between terms.

I gave her my views, and I may as well share them here.

I told her I didn’t think it was necessary. Petitions, I said, could be used in partisan ways, would create a form of mob rule, would lead to single-issue by-elections that didn’t judge the incumbent on their whole record, and if MPs were suitably corrupt then legal or party sanction should be enough; and if it was a lesser issue than that then it can wait until the next election.

“Excellent,” she said, “I’m so glad to hear you say that. Everyone’s been all in favour of it and it’s nice to get a balance. I’m dead against it, but of course I have to be impartial.”

We chatted a bit longer and I gave her a few more pearls of wisdom which she eagerly scribbled in her pad, in what was either shorthand or terrible handwriting. She took my name, and then asked if she could take my photo.

I declined, explaining I wasn’t from Dundee. She said she could only use my quotes if I had my photo in, but I politely insisted I didn’t think it right to have a non-Dundonian as part of the feature. She accepted this and went off to find other prey.

I didn’t, of course, give the real reason for not wanting my photo taken: I was worried that people might think I was from Dundee.

Now that would be a real scandal.

Weekend in Glasgow

Wednesday May 27 2009

I’m not long back from two days away working in Dundee and Edinburgh, one notable highlight of which was my debut appearance for my friend’s long-running team in the weekly pub quiz at the Bailie bar in the New Town of Edinburgh. We came second, and I like to think that I contributed to this, but if i was honest I don’t recall uniquely knowing all that many answers.

The trip was a very quick turnaround after the weekend in Glasgow. Mostly, that trip was great fun – a fantastic wedding, and good catches up with friends, including at St Silas. It was nice to be back in St Silas on the Sunday, incidentally, and it’s funny how things haven’t really changed that much – for instance, I noticed the same helium balloon still stuck in the rafters that has been there longer than my association with the church.

Besides all that, it was a weekend of not a little tension and division – I was able to keep an occasional eye on the news from the General Assembly (about which I can’t be bothered blogging right now), and on top of that it was Helicopter Sunday.

Glasgow is at its ugliest when football reaches fever pitch. With the title decided on the Sunday afternoon, the city was awash with blue and red, and disgusting shows of bigotry and irrelevant politics. As I walked back to my friend’s place after meeting people in the city centre on Sunday afternoon I passed through hardcore Rangers and Celtic places, being told one one occasion by an aggressive and drunk Rangers fan to “f**k the Pope”, perhaps on account of the green t-shirt I happened to be wearing.

(Readers can be assured that despite my liberal views on homosexuality, my inability to comprehend the logic behind chaste clergy, and my strong ecumenical outlook, I am nevertheless unlikely to fulfil this instruction for the foreseeable future.)

And it wasn’t just the football which reminded me of the shame that resides in Glasgow (and other nearby skankvilles) – on Saturday morning I awoke to the dulcet tones of an Orange march going past my friend’s flat. I’ve made my views on such matters quite clear before on this blog, but will repeat again that anyone who has even the slightest sympathy for Orangeism should bugger off to Ireland where they belong.

It was disappointing – after an otherwise lovely weekend of seeing people, such incidents reminded me in no uncertain terms of the fact that a fine city has been ruined by sectarianism (not to mention rubbish weather, poverty, insularity and a horrible whining accent, but nowhere’s perfect, eh?).

I am glad to be back in Inverness, that’s for sure.

Not for long, however – I head away on Friday to Nicole’s for the weekend. That said, I am off work for the whole of next week and intend to spend it at home, just writing, going for walks, and catching up with myself.

A mood for history

Monday May 18 2009

I was supposed to be writing today – at least, that’s the idea of my four-day week and free Mondays.  “Happy Mondays”, I call them.

However, I was uploading photos earlier from a walk yesterday with Nicole along the shoreline just east of Inverness.  Down the turning for Milton of Culloden is the remains of the old A96.

The road is much closer to the shore, boasts fine views of the Kessock Bridge and Black Isle, and is in places significantly overgrown.  It’s a lovely, quiet walk, especially on a warm, sunny day as yesterday was.

My keenness for heading along here lay in an old toll house that I have seen many times from the train.  With remains of just two walls still standing, it is covered in graffiti, encroached by trees and plants, and littered by rubble from its own decay.

I was always intrigued by this isolated and sad-looking ruin, and after a quick scour of the internet I discovered its purpose.  So it was fascinating to see it up close, but there is frustratingly little about the building online.  Therefore, other than knowing it was the old toll house for travellers from the east, I have no idea as to its age or history.

In trying to find out more just earlier today, I strumbled across a few websites that mentioned another historical site in the city – an old Dominican priory in Inverness which dated back to 1233 but which was destroyed around the time of the Reformation.  All that remains of it were two relics, the site later being used as a graveyard and, more recently, straddled insensitively by the telephone exchange.

I was surprised I’d never heard of this place – right in the city centre – so went for an explore this afternoon.  It’s an astonishing place – the sense of history and peace surreally contrasted by the towering exchange buildings on either side.

I wonder how many Invernessians have no idea of its existence.  I certainly didn’t until a few hours ago.

While in a mood for history, I also paid a quick visit to the big cemetery on Academy Street, something I’ve gone past innumerable times but never entered.  It was nearly closing time, so it was just a quick scout, but I’ll definitely go back as there was so much to see.

I’ve uploaded to Flickr my shots of the old A96 and toll house, Greyfriars graveyard and priory remains, and one from the Academy Street cemetery.

Back to work tomorrow – I’ll be in Edinburgh and Dundee this week.  Then of course I’ll be in Glasgow at the weekend, which I hope will be a good chance to catch up with friends.

Orkney, Lost and Obama

Friday May 15 2009

I was in Orkney earlier this week and took a few photos.  It was lovely weather – warm, sunny and clear skies – and the flight up made up for the agony of not having a camera with me the last time I flew up.

I followed the trip up with a night in Aberdeen which allowed me to – among other things – pick up the ante-penultimate and penultimate episodes of Lost season 5 from Justin.  The finale is this Sunday and all is set for an explosive climax to what has been an incredible series of the show.  I am, at least figuratively, on the edge of my seat.

One of my achievements on my Orkney trip was finally finishing off Barack Obama’s Dreams From My Father, which has been a major bottleneck in getting through my reading pile.  If you’re a fan of Obama or want to discover something of the background of the man and his search for his identity, then you’ll find it fascinating.

For me, however, it was just dull.  It took me some considerable time to get through – it’s long, rambling, and Obama slowly disappears up himself as the book goes on.  It’s certainly  reassuring to discover that our new world leader is an intelligent, coherent, compassionate and earnest individual, and it was a memoir after all so I can’t blame him for writing about himself.  He is, however, an immensely dull writer who makes what is seemingly a very interesting life and background come over as equally dull as he is.  I must remember not to invite him to my next dinner party for fear of being forced to listen to any of his earnest but self-absorbed reflections on himself.

Anyway.  Enough ranting.  Hurrah for the weekend.

Taking God to court, and other miscellany

Monday May 11 2009

Keeping the theological theme from my last post (which is emerging into an interesting discussion if you’ve not yet scoured the comments): have you (if you’re a Christian) ever been asked why, if God exists, he doesn’t heal everyone; why there’s still sickness in the world?

And if you’re not a Christian, have you ever asked or wondered about those questions as you attempt to understand the God that Christians believe exists?

Well, a friend of a friend of mine in Australia, Craig, recently wrote a blog post on that very matter.  He’s a Christian and a lawyer, and has imagined the court proceedings that would take place if people took God to court for a breach of his promise to heal us all.

It’s a long post, but a very interesting and thought-provoking examination of the question and is well worth a read.

Moving onto much less deep and meaningful stuff, I can thank Phil for my discovery of the rather magnificent Futility Closet – “an idler’s miscellany of compendious amusements”.  Basically, a regular blog of mathematical conundra, chilling mysteries, interesting quotations, obscure words, and curious factoids.  Or to put it another way, an endless stream of utterly useless information.

And one last thing I stumbled across – a rather beautiful rendition of Explosions in the Sky track First Breath After Coma – played not with sweeping guitars and crashing drums, but on the piano.  Not the best sound quality and a couple of missed notes, but a wonderfully gentle reinterpretation of the original.

Talking of EITS, their tour schedule is taking shape but seems only to be coming as close as Sheffield and Belfast.  There have not been any new dates posted lately, so I think this may be my lot.  Which do you reckon, dear reader – Belfast or Sheffield?  I’ve been to them both and they’re really nice cities, in a “we used to be really gritty and industrial and now we’ve pulled our socks up and modernised but not in a way that ignores our rich heritage” sort of way.

In other news, I’ve been really busy of late – work’s taken me around the place with considerable lack of breathing space (Dundee, Arbroath, Stornoway and Thurso have had the pleasure of my presence this last week or so), and tomorrow I hit the skies again as I head off to Orkney for just over 24 hours.

This weekend coming will be spent at home, albeit that there is lots to do, while the following weekend (23rd) I am in Glasgow for a friend’s wedding – hopefully a good chance to catch up with lots of people, including at St Silas.

But I definitely need some down time.  Soon…

Some explanations from fundamentalists, please

Thursday May 7 2009

The Christian blogosphere – particularly the more fundamentalist element – has been full of chat about the furore we are witnessing in the run-up to the Church of Scotland’s General Assembly, due to meet in a couple of weeks.

In case you hadn’t noticed, it’s all about a recent decision by Queen’s Cross Church in Aberdeen to appoint a homosexual minister, Rev Scott Rennie.  There’s an increasingly popular petition doing the rounds, calling for the Church of Scotland to prevent such an apparently awful thing from happening.

I was going to ignore this issue for fear of fanning the flames of division and unncessary debate in the church – a lot of Christians, including folk in my own church, read this blog.  However, having been emailed twice in the last week or two by people asking me to sign the petition, having read a few articles online about the issue, and having thought and prayed hard over the last few days about whether or not I should write this, I really feel that a counterbalance to the voices against the appointment must be provided.

No doubt those who signed the petition, and who peddle a belief that the Bible is unambiguous and unequivocal in its condemnation of homosexuality are very balanced, reasoned and logical in reaching their viewpoints and in deciding to add their names.

As a result, they’ll be fully able, I am quite sure, to answer the following questions:

  1. Leviticus 20:13 is apparently clear about what should happen to homosexuals: they should be killed.  Presumably, it would be against the teaching of the Scriptures to leave them alive any longer: there’s no mention of any period of grace.  Can you please confirm when the lynching of Mr Rennie and his partner is to take place?  Or is it a secret, that you can at least assure me is definitely going ahead?
  2. The minister in question previously served at Brechin Cathedral.  Where in the Bible does it state that homosexuality is permissable in the city and royal burgh of Brechin?  I’m not aware of any petition against his ministry there; so either homosexuality is fine in Brechin, or I missed where that earlier petition was posted.  Can you enlighten me please?
  3. As instructed in Leviticus 19:27, shaving one’s beard is against the law of God.  No mention of exemptions for women either, I am afraid.  What is the church to do about a doubtlessly rampant disregard for the Bible?  Indeed, I am shortly to have a shave this evening as I am getting a bit stubbly – what will happen to me?
  4. If you have ever eaten pork or shellfish, can you please explain what you are doing to reconcile your disgusting dietary habits with your Lord?
  5. I thought parishes in the Church of Scotland could call whichever ordained minister they are led to call.  Can you explain to me why you disagree with this fundamental principle of Presbyterianism and of church law?  And why is this matter the business of anyone who is not a communicant member of that particular parish?
  6. All Christians are called upon to be servants of the church and each other.  Therefore other members of the church – homegroup leaders, administrators, lay preachers, welcome teams etc – must, I suppose, strive and appear to be as Biblical in their lives as ministers must.  Can the petitioners guarantee that there are no publicly or secretly gay people in our churches in positions of authority or influence?  And how about gay Christians who quietly, devotedly pray for the church as a whole?  Heaven forfend, they could be praying for you and me right now, influencing our faiths and our lives without us knowing!  Surely they must be stopped, yes?

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that we should all go out and appoint homosexual ministers.  There’s not enough to go around, for a start.  I don’t know the individual involved in this case and would hazard a guess that not being in a legal marriage is an inappropriate environment for a sexual relationship (although given that gay marriage does not legally exist, I find it hard to blame the couple involved).

However, as I’ve said before when I wrote about a similar matter a couple of years ago, homosexuality is at the very least an immensely grey area. Those proposing that homosexuality is clearly wrong are exercising an interpretation of the Bible that is loaded with a very human perspective – something which is precisely what so-called reappraisers are accused of doing.

The Bible is a complicated book, and occasionally even seems to be ambiguous and self-contradictory.  To take snippets of it without social context (or indeed any other context) while failing to do so with other snippets (such as those which condemn figs, shellfish, pork and so on) is to undermine and damage its message.

Yes it’s the word of God and inspired by God, but written by humans and therefore certainly not the inerrant and infallible word of God.  To treat it as such is to misuse it.  The Bible has a message we must follow as a result of trying to understand it, not by dogmatically, primitively and unthinkingly following it word for word, letter for letter.

Those on the liberal side of the church are accused of picking and mixing the Bible.  Perhaps that’s true, but it’s just as true for those on the conservative wing.  We can only read it with human eyes, after all, in the same way that those who wrote it did so with human minds.

This whole wider issue of homosexuality in the church is a tedious, repetitive debate about minutiae of Biblical interpretation.  The debate does not deserve the coverage, impact or participation it is receiving.  It makes the church look like a bunch of legalistic, sexuality-obsessed pedants who care much more about this issue than the big battles against war, hatred, poverty, disease, spiritual desertification and suppression of individual liberty that the church should be famous for fighting.

Rev Scott Rennie should just be allowed to get on with his job.  And we should get on with ours and stop trying to do God’s.

Unless of course, there are answers to the above questions…

What I think Inverness needs, part 2

Tuesday May 5 2009

Inverness is in a striking location – at the mouth of the river Ness and northern end of the Caledonian Canal, which both flow into the Beauly Firth.  Further afield are the ridges of the Great Glen, the hills of the Black Isle, dramatic mountains to the north-west, and out to sea to the east lie the Inverness and Moray Firths which boast lovely beaches and coastlines.

Not that you’d notice without going on a major hike into the hills or heading up in a plane.  From ground level you struggle to fully take in the surroundings which are, at least in the areas close to Inverness.

So following my earlier post, the second thing I think Inverness needs is a tall, iconic and visionary tower.

Auckland has its Sky Tower, Seattle has its Space Needle, Paris has its Eiffel Tower, while Inverness, the Capital of the Highlands, has nothing that really shows off its arguably more dramatic geographical location.

Why not have a big tower, that can be an icon and embodiment of the new, modern city that Inverness claims it is becoming?  And imagine if, from the top of it, you could see (on a cloudless day, at least) all the way west up the Beauly Firth and beyond to the mountains towards the west coast; east along the Moray Firth to Chanonry Point, Fort George, the beaches of Nairn and beyond; south-east to the Cairngorms; and south-west right along the length of Loch Ness and the Great Glen to Ben Nevis.

Indeed, to get the perfect view of these points, the harbour front would be an ideal location.  The sea front is a grand spot, and there have been several plans to regenerate it, including the new marina, to add to existing landmarks such as the Kessock Bridge.  Putting a tower somewhere near the mouth of the harbour – would boost the regeneration of that area, which is largely industrial and run-down residential), and draw in visitors to a spectacular location.

Other than looking bold, striking and exciting, I’ve no idea what it would be like – that’s a matter for people with a better sense of design than me.  But who knows, perhaps even with an ostentacious twin tower idea, you could create a dramatic bridge across the harbour mouth, linking the two sides of the city at the most northerly point.

A tower would immeasurably enhance Inverness’s skyline, and not only would it be far enough away from the Old Town not to overshadow the quaint riverside and city centre, it also wouldn’t need to be all that tall in order to achieve fantastic views.

Such a tower would, invariably, be expensive.  But imagine the pull – sometimes, iconic buildings become bigger than the reputation of the city they are in, famous in their own right, a draw to tourists all by themselves.  Think Edinburgh Castle, the Petronas Tower, the Eiffel Tower or the Burj Dubai.

Indeed, it would instantly become an hugely identifiable Scottish scene, on a par with and if not much greater than, the views of and from the Forth Bridges, Edinburgh’s Castle or Calton Hill, the Falkirk Wheel or the regenerated Clydeside in Glasgow.  Depending on the accompanying development of the harbour front, it could be a major draw for inward investment and help Inverness in its continued development as a confident, modern city.

So there you go.  A dramatic, iconic tower at Inverness harbour front. The second thing I think Inverness needs.

In other news, I was in Thurso today, have a quick day trip to Stornoway tomorrow, and will be in Arbroath (famous for its smoked declarations) on Friday, with a weekend at Nicole’s to follow.

I think my next blog post is going to be somewhat controversial…

Did You Leave Your Keys In A Phonebox By Hyde Park Corner Tube Station?

Sunday May 3 2009

No, me neither. But in case you know someone who did, then you might like to join this Facebook group, set up by my friend Phil.

I haven’t joined.  Not that I don’t support Phil’s admirable campaign (which I do), but because I am no longer on Facebook.  But if you’re on it, spread the word if that is your tendency.

In other news, it’s the weekend where I am.  It’s been a lot busier than it should have been.

Stand by for a blog post about big tall pointy things.

More website woes…

Friday May 1 2009

Life’s never easy.

I had an email the other day from a visitor to my recently-revamped website saying that none of the links on its pages work when viewed in Internet Explorer.

Being a smug Mac user, I’ve only used Firefox and (occasionally) Safari, so having had a quick browse of my site on my work laptop (a PC) I can see this is the case.

As I suspected, it’s a widespread problem that is connected to the incompatibility of iWeb with Internet Explorer (or, arguably, vice-versa).  There are plenty discussions out there on the internet about the problem, but there are few solutions that I can readily find or understand.

Does anyone know how to fix this in iWeb?

Obviously one solution is to use Firefox or Safari, but while this is absolutely right and people should avoid Internet Explorer wherever possible, it’s not always feasible to do so.  Plus, it’s reasonable to expect that if iWeb is so wonderful that it should work with the world’s most-used browser.

Solutions and suggestions are very welcome.