They’re Watching Me – But Who’s Watching Them?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s watching me, who should I call?
Asked the government, but they refuse to discuss
Who watches the watchers who are watching us?

They’re watching me,
But who’s watching them?
This government surveillance
We need to stem,
What’s private to me
IS private to me,
And it’s not what I want
Government employees to see.

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The conversations I have
Why do they need to record?
Have they nothing to do
Are they getting bored?
My e-mails and texts
They also scan;
To control my life
Do they have a plan?

CCTV cameras watch me
Where ever I go;
Where ever I am
They seem desperate to know.
To help prevent crime,
Is the government’s claim,
But police on the streets
Would achieve just the same.

So what do they do
With their information haul?
As through my privacy
They constantly trawl;
My private life stored
On some government file,
With human rights and freedom
How does that reconcile?

It’s for national security,
That’s what they pretend,
Taking away the rights
That they claim to defend;
My personal freedom
I can no longer enjoy,
As new methods to watch me
They continually employ.

All of this information,
Who controls how it’s used?
How do we know
It is not being abused?
Perhaps it’s being collected
For some other intention,
That’s not on the list
That governments mention?

This desire to watch everyone,
To record everything,
Caused them to miss 9/11
And that terrorist ring.
If their fetish for spying
Had been less intense,
They would have been more effective
In that nation’s defence!

At the end of the day
Our apathy’s to blame,
We used to be fighters,
But now we are tame;
We’re just too accepting
And we never ask why;
So when the government says jump,
All we ask is “How high?”

 June 2015

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From the Classroom – The Silencing of the Lambs

“Not since the days of the Hitler Youth have young people been subjected to more propaganda on more politically correct issues. At one time educators boasted that their role was not to teach students what to think, but how to think. Today their role is far too often to teach students what to think on everything from immigration to global warming to the new sacred trinity of ‘race, class and gender'”
Thomas Sowell

TPOTG Lambs SilencedGood morning my little lambs,
How are you all today?
Sit up and pay attention,
Please put your iPhones away.
Before we start our lesson,
Johnny won’t be coming back to school,
He has broken what is perhaps
Our most sacred golden rule.
He used the word “why”
In the classroom yesterday,
And we all know that’s a word
We must never ever say.
They’re sending him to a school
With those similarly infected,
And we must send him our wishes
And hope he soon gets politically corrected.
Now back to our lesson, I have written
“Freedom of Speech” on the board,
And what we’re learning today
Is why that must be ignored.
You see, I can teach you what to think,
All you’ll ever need to know,
So any unnecessary free thinking
Will only cause confusion to grow,
And if we all get confused,
You’ll agree that’s not a good idea,
That’s why freedom of speech
Must be made to disappear.
So there you are my little lambs,
Your silence you must practice to keep,
Then you’ll all grow up to become
Nice, obedient little sheep.

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Garden Talk

The garden has so many visitors….how can you not talk to them?

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My garden’s a haven for visitors,
Uncaged and always free to roam,
Bringing me such beauty and colour,
I’m so lucky when they share my home.

I know they haven’t come to see me,
They come for the bounty that’s here on hand,
I can forgive them, then, when they ignore me,
For why they’re here I do understand.

Still I like to give them all greetings,
The polite thing to do, don’t you think?
As I watch them busily feeding,
Or taking a bath, or having a drink.

I have conversations with butterflies,
And daily I have long talks with bees,
And I chat away constantly with the birds,
Who chat back, perched up in their trees.

And, naturally, I talk to my plants,
Encouraging them all to grow,
Because of my plants my visitors visit,
And without them they’d surely all go.

So if you’re passing by Stone Cottage,
See an old man speaking to no one at all,
He’ll just be in conversation with his plants,
Or with the visitors who have come to call.

May 2020

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The Lawnmower Bird

Is it a lawnmower or is it a bird…….?

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In Bedford’s quiet streets
Can often be heard
The whirr, whirr, whirring
Of the lawnmower bird.
A solitary creature,
It moves around on its own,
Eating away
At the grass that has grown,
Especially after the rain
Has awakened tired roots
And fed them with nutrients
To produce new green shoots.

Never at night
Will you hear this bird stirring,
As it rests in its shelter,
Tired out from its whirring.
And not every day
Does this strange bird appear,
And during the winter
The sightings are rare.

Its plumage favours green,
Although sometimes it’s red,
And black ones are seen,
So I’ve heard it said.
Some leave a smell,
While others trail a cord,
Usually accompanied by a man
Who appears to be bored.

So there you have it,
There’s no more to tell
About the lawnmower birds
That in Bedford do dwell.

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Writers Block

Listen, if it can happen to the best of writers…

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Becalmed By Neil Hamelin

I am becalmed,
I cannot write,
I feel no wind,
No ships in sight.
When words come,
It is a blessing,
But when they don’t
It’s so distressing.
Just need to relax,
Keep my sails steady,
And when the breeze comes
With my pen I’ll be ready.

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Why is the K Always Silent? – I Don’t K-now

Some couples can never find interesting things to talk about, not us, we talk about the silence of the k’s…..

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We were sitting around aimlessly talking last night,
The second glass of wine was tasting so good,
Just chatting about the quirks of our language,
You know, in the way that old couples should.

Now we all know that the English language
Is such an incredibly hard language to learn,
But last night, as we poured our third glass of wine,
We had only one pressing concern.

We asked ourselves why the k before an n
Is always kept silent, not usually heard.
And as we discussed this a conclusion was reached,
The English language was simply absurd.

On a silent night our silent knight,
Silently around the castle grounds walks.
And on silent nights they talk about our silent knight,
Saying he’s the knight who at night never talks.

But then is it night-night, that we say to our kids,
As off to bed they sleepily go?
Or is it knight-knight, or maybe night-knight?
It’s something we surely should know.

Which takes us to need, or maybe it’s knead?
Depends upon what you are doing;
Because if you need to knead the dough my friend,
A career as a baker you should be pursuing.

A knots not a knot if it’s not tied right,
As soon it will become undone.
But now how do you know that it is not the right knot?
This language game really is fun.

And if you knew it was new, then you couldn’t say
That you knew it was old, that’s a lie;
But what then if you knew that the new knot was not new,
What a tangle we’d have to untie.

The knell sounds for Nell, she was still in her prime,
Discovered a nit in her knitting and died.
Been out shopping that day, bought new knickers for a nicker,
But the knot in her new knickers won’t now ever be tied.

Now what about not knowing knowledge about a ledge?
No, surely that be must be a useful thing to know,
As armed with the knowledge that there was no ledge
Out of the window you just wouldn’t go!

We’re thinking of starting a world-wide campaign,
That the K should once again be spoken,
A knotty problem is it not, we know some will say no;
Perhaps another bottle of wine we should open!

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Voice Robots

“Your call is important to us; please stay on the line until it is no longer important to you!”

Talking to voice robots is taking over so fast,
As personal service becomes a thing of the past.
“It’s to improve customer service” – are they being funny?
Answering systems are installed just to save money.

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“The system will help us to redirect your call”
That is such a big lie for which we all fall.
Can’t think of anything that gets more on my nerves
Than the endless menu of options a robot serves.

“Sales or service? Enter your customer code.
Sorry, not recognised, you need to re-load”
You navigate that maze and then what do they do?
Tell you your call is now being held in queue!

“Don’t hang up”, says the robot, “your call is important”,
To not giving a damn, what an endorsement.
If your call meant so much, then surely they’d choose
To personalise their service and those robots just loose.

At last a human voice might eventually appear,
By which time the phone’s become a part of your ear,
And you’ve a headache, you’re stressed and feeling quite rotten,
And the reason for phoning you’ve completely forgotten.

And as robot services are not actually customer driven,
A name or direct number you’ll never be given,
So if you need to call back, you’ll have to start all over again;
Communicating via robots will drive you insane!

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What Ever Happened to Critical Thinking?

“Men, it has been well said, think in herds; it will be seen that they go mad in herds, while they only recover their senses slowly, and one by one”.         Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds  by Charles Mackay 1841


Critical thinking has been banned, it’s no longer allowed,
Groupthink is now the edict, we must all follow the crowd;
We’re being bullied and forced to all think the same,
If we fail to conform we’re given some nasty name.

While activists drive politicians, mainstream media make new rules,
Which we must all adhere to, or be labelled as fools,
Or racists, or deniers, or something much worse;
A free thinking mind is becoming a curse.

Uninformed and gullible, we’re so easily misled,
Brainwashed by a propaganda that’s constantly drip fed.
As common sense and logic lie abandoned in tatters,
Being politically correct is now all that matters.

The order of the world is being changed,
The old values discarded, or being rearranged,
We’re becoming unhinged, believing in fantasy tales,
Such as man is at risk from what he exhales.

As in a totalitarian environment, what to think we are told,
Denied the ability to reason, thoughts completely controlled,
Facts being conjured out of fiction, history rewritten or ignored,
Certainly it’s an Orwellian future we’re all racing toward.

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Breakfast With A View

Perhaps getting up every morning at sparrows fart, just so you can sit in seemingly endless queues of traffic isn’t the best way to start your day after all……..

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Imagine starting each day
In the way that we do,
Breakfast on a stoep
A great mountain view;
Sitting there chatting,
No need to be rushed,
The smell of fresh coffee,
As the plunger is pushed.
Fresh creamy yoghurt,
Nice and thick, not too runny
And drizzled all over,
With local raw honey.
Eggs sometimes scrambled,
As the routine gets changed,
With tomatoes and bacon
For the yoghurt exchanged.
Our day being planned,
Or then again not,
Discussing the weather,
Is it going to be hot?
Watching orioles and drongos
At the fountain drinking,
Planning garden improvements,
Gets the grey matter thinking.
Just chilling out
Before the day has begun,
As we sit on our stoep feeling
Life’s jackpot’s been won.

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You’re Watching Sky News

The shockingly poor quality of most mainstream media reporting is disgraceful and disturbing. An insult to the collective intelligence, they are succeeding in stupefying countless millions with their daily doses of uninformed, often dangerous, inflammatory and mostly political opinions and views, masquerading as being news. In particular I can no longer watch Sky News, their smug arrogance and often complete misrepresentation of facts just makes me angry.

It’s 6 o’clock,
Thank you for tuning in,
Our latest session of indoctrination
Is about to begin,
Another dose of propaganda,
Of our opinion and views;
We’re dumbing you down,
You’re watching Sky News.

Each report is a crisis,
It’s just how we present,
If there isn’t any crisis
We’ll find one to invent,
We’ll create some fear, or a panic,
If that’s what we choose;
We’re dumbing you down,
You’re watching Sky News.

Our team of ultracrepidarians
Are used everywhere,
As a news anchor or correspondent,
We really don’t care,
A constant stream of journalistic porn,
Designed to mislead and bemuse;
We’re dumbing you down,
You’re watching Sky News.

Video footage carefully edited,
There’s a narrative to protect,
We’re certain our gullible audience
Just won’t ever suspect;
We know unedited footage
Would only serve to confuse;
We’re dumbing you down,
You’re watching Sky News.

We still can’t accept Brexit,
Or that Trump was elected,
And by that utter climate nonsense
Our whole team is infected,
But after all it’s our choice
If your intelligence we abuse;
We’re dumbing you down,
You’re watching Sky News.  

Is our news fake?
Well, perhaps it’s not always real,
But we hold the moral high ground,
So we can say what we feel,
And as we’re sure critical thinking
Is not something our viewers ever use,
We’ll keep on dumbing them down;
Thanks for watching Sky News!