What is the one thing that we say we do the most of, without actually doing it at all?
The idea of love is woven through pretty much every aspect of our lives: it’s mentioned in almost every song that we sing and poem that we write, it features in nearly every book that’s ever been written and has centre stage in many of our plays. We use it to advertise everything from chocolates to nappies, it’s written in our cards and on our clothes, we talk about it and we proclaim that we feel it (passionately), but is our use of the word ‘love’ true?
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We currently live in a world where the media can print lies. This is a fact.
Investigative journalism is a dying art. It would seem that the majority of the mainstream media don’t bother to investigate or if they do, if it doesn’t match their pitch, the angle they are gunning for, or a story that will sell, it is quite acceptable to simply not put in the facts or present the truth of a story and manipulate what they do present so that their version gets told (and sold) – regardless of what the true story may be.
What happens when you take something that is inherently one and divide it into two or more parts, like slicing a carrot maybe? Does it lose its oneness or is it still innately one? It’s still the same carrot – but is it one or does it become two? There are slices of course, or ‘juliennes’ if that is your way of doing things. It’s a ridiculous suggestion, but do the bits of carrot compare themselves with each other and compete to be the best? Is there supremacy in the carrot world? Pretty soon they will be food anyway and so it doesn’t matter too much.
When we stop to listen to what people are saying – the way they talk about their lives, relationships, themselves – do we hear moaning or appreciation? It appears that it is more common to have a negative slant on things, with a tendency to blame or complain about the situations we find ourselves in.
Our media industry demonstrates better than anywhere else that the supply and demand for negativity, drama and emotionalism is a feedback loop we have created and continue to feed with gusto.
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Settling in to my new home, I have time to reflect on the miraculous flow of events that have brought me to this point, and how they unfolded.
I wasn’t looking to move although I had begun to feel that my son and I were outgrowing the sweet mews house that we had been renting. I had a week off work and, as you do, casually yet curiously browsed the property pages.
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