In the face of all reason and experience
Anthony Grayling isn’t entirely convinced that expansion of ‘faith’ schools is a good idea. He has one or two mild reservations.
In the face of the failure of multiculturalism, with the awful example of faith-divided schooling in Northern Ireland over decades, with news of Deobandi control of half of British mosques where hostility to the host community is preached, the government is choosing to continue to fly in the face of all reason and experience, and to design and pay for – with our tax money – greater future divisiveness and trouble. It is staggering.
Yes but you see divisiveness and trouble are part of the rich diverse exciting tapestry of life. You get your curry, and your sushi, and your hummus, and your communal wars. It’s all good.
On the news we hear: “At a conference in London, Mr Balls presented a joint policy statement with Church of England, Roman Catholic, Jewish, Muslim, Hindu, Greek Orthodox and Sikh representatives.” That is, representatives of an active constituency of weekly worshippers of 8% of the British population, all of them votaries of ancient superstitions, all of them with grubby hands rummaging in the pot of public funds, and some of them doing it with the useful background threat of violence and civil unrest unless the rummaging pays off. The spectacle is appalling.
Oh come now, just because secularists had no say in the joint policy statement, that’s no – em – um –
Ah, but he’s surely ignoring the long history of publicly-funded faith schools in Scotland, and their role in eliminating sectarianism in this beautiful country – especially the charming and picturesque city of Glasgow.
And if you believe a word of that, there’s a Victorian railway bridge just down the way I happen to have the deeds to…
Mr. Balls has definitely got some… well, you know.
Andy are you forgeting those wonderfull Celtic Rangers games where catholic and prodestant Scots join together in mutual understandig and harmony.
How much do you want for the bridge?
“You get your curry, and your sushi, and your hummus, and your communal wars.
It’s all good.”
And even better when you add your spuds, your Scottish eggs, and your haggis.
What a lot of tripe.
I’m away up yonder to blow out the B&W fifth birthday candles. And to make a grab for a piece of the atheistic home-made carrot cake.
Marie-Therese, I had no idea that tripe was an ingredient of Haggis.
Yes, Haggis, is a form of tripe.
Burns: Ode Tae a Haggis
“Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o’ the puddin race!
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm,
Weel are ye worthy o’ a grace
As lang’s my airm.
Haggis:
Scotland’s best-known regional dish, is a rich, spicy concoction made from lamb’s offal (lungs, liver and heart) mixed with suet, onions, herbs and spices, all packed into a skin made of a sheep’s stomach.
Tripe:
Tripe is the stomach lining of the cow’s “fourth” stomach, or abomassum. The abomassum is where the actual digestion of the grasses and grains the cow has ingested takes place. Green tripe contains the partially digested plant matter the cow had eaten as well as the naturally occurring gastric juices and digestive enzymes.
Tripe:
Tripe is a type of edible offal made from the stomach of various domestic animals. Beef tripe is typically made from the first three of a cow’s four stomach chambers, the rumen (blanket/flat/smooth tripe), the reticulum (honeycomb and pocket tripe), and the omasum (book/bible/leaf tripe). Abomasum (reed) tripe is also seen, but with much less frequency, owing to its glandular tissue content. Sheep and pork tripe are also produced. Green Tripe is excellent as the sole diet or as an accompianment to dry kibble – which is a great taste dogs love!
See:
Tripe, Tripe, Glorious Tripe. tripe recipes, offal, tripe history
It is so interesting. Also: FoodTale: TRIPE
Green Tripe and kibble, eh?
Well, dogs may love it, but I doubt that it will ever replace Green Eggs and Ham!
;)
“but I doubt that it will ever replace Green Eggs and Ham! ;)”
Well, by the looks of it, Elliot, Sam’s friend ‘would’ rather they were replaced. From the tale in cumulative form. “I do not like them in a box. I do not like them with a fox. I do not like them in a house. I do not like them with a mouse. I do not like them here or there. I do not like them anywhere. I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am”
Well, well, well, what do you know. Seuss the cat in the B&W hat has gobbled up all the Green Eggs and ham. :-)!