Mediaeval

Having said that I wasn’t going to make too much of it, here I am on what is only my third post glaring balefully at religion.

To be fair, I shouldn’t tar all organised superstition with this particular brush: this is one for the mediaevalists out there as the Pope moves closer to some of the crazier Imams and further from reality. His Holiness Pope Benedict XVI has attacked the UK’s Equality Bill as something that ‘violates natural law’.

The institution that has oppressed millions through history, layering their lives with meaningless ritual and guilt is at it again. I find it hard to say anything more that without being as offensive as this mad old goat, so I shall leave it there, with my ire registered and urge all of you to support, instead of the world of superstition and ignorance, the National Secular Society.

Not Couture

Sometimes it is best to ease into things. There’s no need to start with a bang unless what you are starting is important or otherwise crucial to another process. Writing a blog hardly falls into that category, so we start off with something quiet, mundane and in some ways, rather pointless. Last week it was reported on the BBC that Tesco have banned the wearing of nightclothes in their stores. They also require that customers wear footwear. The link is here, for anyone who wishes to check: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/8484116.stm Now, while this all seems rather pointless on one level – certainly, Ms Carmody of Cardiff doesn’t ‘get in’ – it does highlight the relentless decline in standards in society. There was a time when people of all stripes wished to look their best when they left the home. Many would want to look their best even if they didn’t intend to step out all day. But somewhere down the line, we have entered an age where people (some of them, anyway), couldn’t care less. Dressing cleanly and smartly sends a message. It projects self-pride and confidence even if the clothes are work-a-day and the wearer not rich. Perhaps ironically, I’m not sure that I disagree with the point made by Ms Carmody concerning the wearing of track (or shell) suits, either. Unless worn in a gym, on a training field or by someone clearly out jogging or otherwise exercising, they project the same lack of care, ambition or pride. On the other hand, the fact is that she doesn’t see the difference from the other side. Where there is a case for wearing track suits outside, short of a sudden evacuation of a burning house, or something similar, it is hard to see any justification for wearing nightclothes in the street.