There is no sense of balance in the world. A huge first world scandal here in the UK has been the 'phone hacking' by the Murdoch press and hearing stories of how those hacked have turned against friends and families as a result - accusing them of betraying confidences etc, straddles the news with second world troubles in Gaza (just as an example), while we can all be concerned by the Australian energy policies and now the new fracking policy here in the UK because really, once that ball gets rolling the third world is going to be pillaged even more, it was ever thus. I don't mean to sound gloomy its just that as a species we do have a propensity for screwing up our fellow human beings in pursuit of our own ends, agendas, energy and the like. And yet somehow we balance this with such beauty, like these cello suites. I know I have posted these before but I am in the mood for them right now because its not yet 6 am and the house is a sleep but the back doors are open, the early grey is in the cup and I am contemplating what good I can do today - well its a start. The clock pictured here (have I posted it before) stands in Blakers Park just round the corner from me. Its not a leaning tower like Pisa, its me leaning on my bike as I snapped it while cycling past. Brighton, like many old towns in England, is full of Victorian parks - it was one of the best things they ever did, claiming land than can't be built on so the cities have these little oasis of green. And they are full of things like this clock, water fountains and other curios and follies. So just as the city is juxtaposed with green space, surely we can balance our lives out a little - you would think.
