It’s been a long time since I’ve written about the loss of my parents in 2018 but all the memories came flooding back today. Choosing the headstone and the wording – further solidifying their eternal loss.
We looked through pictures of headstones labelled with mother, father, sister, brother. Black granite and gold lettering all symbolising permanence.
The Pandemic has suspended grief for my parents as so many have lost loved ones in 2020 before you have time to comfort and offer condolences someone else has died.
I didn’t think I would be affected by Prince Philip’s death but the image of his flat cap on the carriage reminded me of my dad and I had to choke back the tears. He was the same age as my dad when he died just short of 90 years – probably one of the few similarities but both fathers, grandfathers, great grandfathers who will be sadly missed.
The words for the headstone carefully selected to reflect the love and appreciation for their life. Not enough words, not enough words.
How have we got to a place where truth has no value? Are we living in a post truth era? Leaders are found to be liars not once, twice or three times but all the time. Jokes are made about wallpaper but essentially missing the point – should we expect honesty, decency and morality?
We’re outraged by youth crime and violence there are numerous programmes on insurance fraud, cheats and swindlers so we expect high moral values from general public but not from the government.
After reading 1984 in 2016 there are so many similarities with the present government. Politicians make statements between Union Jacks as if any opposing views are unpatriotic.
Social Media has become the wild west of misinformation whether its on Covid, the vaccine or presidential elections. How far down this road of dishonesty are we going to go?
I work in education it wouldn’t take very long for me to be sacked if I was both incompetent and dishonest yet with our politicians we make these lame excuses like ‘economical with the truth’. No-one is held to account. A former Prime Minister found in a ‘lobbying controversy’ claimed he made ‘missteps’.
The local elections last week left me feeling a little pessimistic about the future. I felt like the whole nation had been brainwashed into believing lies or just accepting that truth is rare in politics but then a little hope started to filter through the youth – the next generation. ‘No lie can live forever’.
In addition, Dawn Butler’s brave stand in the House of Commons about the many times the Prime Minister had misled the House. The irony is she was asked to leave for exposing the truth – punished more harshly than the repeated offence of ‘being economical with the truth’.
‘A Raisin in the Sun” by Lorraine Hansberry explores the effects of systemic racism in housing in Southside Chicago. Explore a range of resources I created for my A Level class.