Far be it from me to piss in somebody’s chips when they’re basically standing for something I believe in / stand for, but having noticed lots of posters on the Tube recently for the Humanist Association’s “There’s Probably No God” campaign I can’t help wondering if, in trying to make it ‘appealing’ and ‘attractive’ (my emphasis) they haven’t ended up saying something that’s worse than banal, in that it’s actually dangerous.
Let’s get it out of the way – I absolutely agree with the headline that “There’s probably no god”… absolutely. Totally. The problem is the strapline that sits below it. It says “Now stop worrying and enjoy your life”… Let’s just be clear – having taken on a fundamental philosophical position about the need to believe and in the importance of showing clear blue water between the principles of faith and belief as opposed to logic and knowledge and rationality and reality – something terribly important in suggesting that you have control and responsibility, they then fob you off with a twee little pat on the head. Go enjoy yourself… Have fun…
The world teeters on a knife-edge today: it is almost entirely composed of poverty, hunger, death, imperialism, war, terror, pollution, climate change, diminishing energy and water resources – and they say “enjoy your life”… The truth is that if there’s no god to bail you out, to intervene, or for you to hang your hopes on – then more than ever you need to understand these issues, and that the way they end up resides entirely with you, the human.
Frankly it should be: THERE’S PROBABLY NO GOD. NOW GET YOUR FUCKING ARSE IN GEAR AND SORT OUT THIS PLANET BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE. IT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN ON ITS SODDING OWN, YOU KNOW. NOPE.
There is no god – and it absolutely *is* down to us. It’s a shame that the Humanist Association seems to have allowed people to abdicate that responsibility in its attempts to win them over.
In short, my name's Gareth and I'm the Director of VROOM MEDIA Ltd. I'm a designer, writer, musician and MotoGP nut. I'm a shameless fanboy for Alvaro Bautista & Apple. I go moist over Spanish band El Canto Del Loco, and I'm a total Mac geek. This blog is an ongoing journal of random notes, thoughts and bits of stuff...
My 'formerly industrial' band with my mate Rob.
We grew out of wanting to be another NIN some time back and have developed into a far more interesting, singular, challenging and fun.
With Rob's emigration to the USA, our way of working and creating was fundamentally altered, but we continued to push the boundaries of possible musics as we always have.
Rob's return holds promise to pick things up some more - to develop more ideas, sketchpads, rhythms and approaches to keep us on the cutting edge - and maybe a refreshed approach which might even see us revisit and complete our unfinished masterpiece "BACKLASH".
Fifteen minutes into the future, a hot, dry summer in Hull: Coates, a researcher and investigator, is hired to trace the whereabouts of missing adolescent Dominic Russell.
Is he the latest in a number of gruesome blood-letting murders attributed to the city’s “Marginals” that exist somewhere in the underbelly of the population?
That’s what the Police say, but it’s not what the boy’s mother believes - and as Coates digs deeper into that underbelly he discovers that Dominic’s disappearance is just a tiny part of a much bigger story: one that will bring his world crashing down and endanger all those around him...
Rivercity is a book that can be read at many levels, weaving a main plot - a clear homage to the “noir” detective genre - with a vampire story and a myriad of strands about perception and reality, human nature, signs, superstitions, the histroy of Hull, aesthetics, the occult and political expediency. Above all it's a novel about philosophy and the nature of truth and knowledge in the electronic age.