Pinch, punch, first of the month (no returns!)

I picked this up when I went to see the memorial to Nick at St Bride’s a couple of months ago. It has sat on my desk since then and this morning I thought I ought to at least try reading it properly.

I’m not going to try to convince or argue with anyone who is unable to read this because of the first and last lines. My own feeling is that I don’t think it really matters what you think the mechanics are, I do hold a wish that the will of those among us whose work it is to write what many read can be strengthened and pointed in the direction of the highest good for all. That such people (including me) might be bold in confronting evil and injustice. And that we might use our power with honesty and courage, respect and integrity so that I can face myself and my peers (and whatever might or might not come after this life).

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The same unwillingness to convince or argue is a feature of the Living Culture Coffee Mornings (next one this Friday!) – they’re not for discussing angels and pinheads. Much more like whatever you do or don’t believe about how the universe works, what’s the best thing for us all to be doing that might help us get along better?

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Yes, I’ve got something to say about flags. I’m not sure I’ve got it all straight in my head yet though.