Pigeons on a Roof

Who shall judge us?  This thought occurs to me as I reflect on my previous post about the two old men, who at a great hospital covering the area of a large village, could only find a place to light a cigarette outside the main entrance beside the litter bins, as traffic drove continuously by and the sun beat down. Fortunately  though, it was not winter. That would have been worse for the two in wheelchairs.

Indeed, whoever did  not decide to sweep them away as if they were like  the ‘trash’ in the litter bins, may, in that context, have been acting mercifully towards these old men. And who knows what sorrows those patients have been nursing with their furtive cigarettes. God help us all.

The people who judge those old men and banish them from a few human comforts that could be easily engineered, are human beings, as those old men are. But they act as if they are God. From their moralistic high ground they regard those elderly patients as not worthy of the most basic compassion, when their needs could be provided for, with a minimum of expense and effort. Two, frail old men, near the ends of their lives  by all appearances, who maybe paid for and fought for the freedoms which their judges deny them: those higher beings who disdain them for what they see as their human frailties: what secular pietists regards as sins.

But the Pharisees of the cult of health zealotry will die too.  Or do they think that they are exempt –  provided that others, like those old men, ‘lesser beings’,  whom they condemn, carry away the sins of the ‘Great and the Good’, out into the wilderness.

Tonight, as I sat in my garden I saw two pigeons, companionably about a foot apart, perfectly still, on a garage roof. They were there for a long while. 

My thoughts turned to our pubs of  yesteryear.  There was something in the relaxed calm of the scene in my garden.  And I thought of two old people, in the ‘snug’ of one of our pub bars, in former times: sitting, comfortably – no need to chat, and watching the world come and go.

No more, since the smoking ban, with no exemptions or provision for separate areas, imposed on July 1, 2007.

Elderly people: those who kept this country going, who paid their taxes, maybe fought  or grew up in the second world war. They must conform. ‘Ihr musst.’ Or sit at home alone. And eventually die. And they have no voice.

This is not their England. But I believe it is still there, buried by a merciless cult of social control. May it be restored.

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6 Responses to Pigeons on a Roof

  1. churchmouse says:

    Statistic: 100% of non-smokers will die. (Why would they think otherwise?)

    Llew, I often wonder what those elderly think of having fought wars for freedom and liberty. If I were they, I’d be a bit beside myself wondering what the point was when we would end up being rent asunder by self-loathing types from within.

  2. lleweton says:

    Thank you Churchmouse. Overnight the thought worryingly came to me that maybe I’d been presumptuous to put a link to this piece in one of your comments columns – and without asking. I do appreciate your tolerance on this and would certainly not do so in future without consulting you first.
    All best wishes.

  3. Tom says:

    It certainly proves that the current generation of social engineers and league of anti-smokers are very cruel and heartless, perhaps ruthless, persons – and selfish too. What will be the punishment for them I wonder, when they grow old and gray, will they somehow be written out of history and denied simple pleasures. It’s something to wonder.

  4. lleweton says:

    Thank you Tom. I would just hope that while there is time they will remember the principle in Matthew 7.12: ‘Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them’ ; though no doubt many might judge me wanting in the observance of that , in many respects. I don’t mean to be mealy-mouthed about this but the future suffering of the apparatchiks will not help those old men or me.

    • churchmouse says:

      Just so.

      There is also another verse, among others — James 2:13:

      ‘For judgment is without mercy to one who has shown no mercy. Mercy triumphs over judgment.’

      It occurs to me that these Lifestyle Control people — tobacco, drink or food — deny mercy to those who are suffering unemployment, bereavement and other traumas.

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