3rd September, 2018.
Yes, it’s official: I actually managed to get myself a halfway decent night’s sleep, last night.
OK: I’d been up since four, yesterday. And didn’t particularly want to get to bed late.
Who does!
The one thing it did do … ?
Is give me the opportunity to finish Michael Moorcock’s Behold the Man: a tale of a time traveller with a messiah complex who goes back in time to meet Jesus.
Only to find the historical Jesus … is a retar … mentally chall … has extreme learning difficulties. Mary is a … working girl married to a Joseph who’s not the minor noble some would have us believe.
The traveller ends up claiming the role of Messiah, himself: and ends up dying on the cross, himself, saying “It’s a lie, a lie,” as his last words.
His dead body ends up rotting away in a doctor’s house: with the news of the disappearing body starting rumours.
It’s a riveting read.
And bound to offend someone: if it hasn’t already.
It was published in the 1960s.
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Just as a quick thought?
A group of us — myself included — have been briefly discussing age discrimination on Twitter.
There are laws but that doesn’t mean they’re followed. My mom put in for a job where my hubby works. She was well qualified & willing to take less $$ but the job went to a 21 yr old w/no experience. My husband later overheard the HR lady say we don’t want old people working here— Aileen (@dsmom09) September 3, 2018
Which is something I try and follow.
I’m not, after all, getting any younger.
But I’m VERY aware there’s all sorts of discrimination doing the rounds.
At any rate?
I’ve got Radio Four’s Today programme on in the background.
Which announced today that a disabled golfer was suing his local council: for refusing to let him play on a council run golf course, without a letter from his doctor.
The council was Brentwood: my local council.
I’m somehow not surprised …
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