The final curtain

96 years ago today, in 1915 my mother entered this world. Statistics show that she should have departed it before now. To be honest she would rather have gone before now than endure an undignified existence where she can’t control her waterworks, and where she relies on carers to wipe her bottom.


Regrettably (perhaps), left to our body’s own devices, we have little say when we quit this mortal coil.


Last night I had a call from my 76 year old brother to tell me that a cancerous growth in his bladder has been detected, and removed. Great stuff. Malcolm’s anxiety, and subsequent relief shows a will to live that is more commonly held than Mammy’s.


In a few weeks time we will commemorate Armistice Day, which marked an end to World War Ithe most destructive war in human history. That war cost more than 17 million military and civilian casualties.
And yesterday Colonel Gaddafi was shown the door by a desperate liberation army in Libya.

Do we have a right to kill one another?
I don’t believe we do.

The world is a better place without Gaddafi, just as it is without Bin Laden. But we degrade the human race when we take the law into our own hands. “Justice is mine” said God. And that comes on the other side of what we call the “final curtain”. 

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Published by Rob

Now 70, I'm getting back into website development and brand protection, as well as showcasing the delightful artistic talents of my beautiful wife Lynne. My projection will encompass a lifetime of database marketing, as well as the Christian democratic socialist ideals of my wife and I.

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