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Sunday 25 April 2010
Two weeks ago I blogged about my feelings about the proposed visit to England by the Pope – “I Don’t Want the Pope” (http://drewpayne.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-want-pope.html ). Well, it seems I’m not alone.
Sunday 11 April 2010
I’ve blogged before about the upcoming book Nurses on the Run, which includes one of my essays, ( http://drewpayne.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-to-add-to-your-shopping.html ), there is now a Facebook page dedicated to it.
The page can be found at: http://www.facebook.com/nursesontherun
If you’re a Facebook member you can follow the page via Facebook, if not why not join because it’s a good way to keep in touch with people and a fun way to waste time.
In September this year Pope Benedict XVI plans to visit England and we, the British public, have to pay for it. We have to pay the costs of the Pope’s visit, including all the high security costs, yet the Pope heads up one of the richest institutions in the world.
I certainly won’t be going to see the Pope when he is here. More and more I find myself repulsed by the Catholic Church, by its treatment of women and their rights, their ignorant and intransient opposition to contraception and the use of condoms to prevent HIV, their vitriolic homophobia and the decades of covering up the sexual abuse by their priests. The Pope has proved as vocal in his reactionary views as the church he heads up. According to him, I, as a gay man, am far more of a risk to the world then global warning (!!). Before he became Pope Benedict XVI he was head of Prefect of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, the Canon Court of the Catholic Church, and now more and more dirt from the sexual abuse cover-up is sticking to him.
What does anger me is that my taxes still have to pay for this man to come to my country and patronise and insult me from my own land. Why can’t Catholics and the Catholic Church pay for this visit, why do we as taxes payers have to foot the bill, especially when the huge majority of us are not practising Catholics.
Saturday 10 April 2010
As a child, I imaged the Tardis landing in my own back garden, me stepping inside and then taken away for a world of adventure. In a magical blue box being able to escape both my life and the place I lived, I hated them both. It was a cliché but I was a very unhappy child, I had few friends and hated the place I lived in, suburban Liverpool wasn’t kind on those it saw as “different”.
Watching Doctor Who certainly filled my childhood need for escape, but it was more than that. It was the quality of the stories that kept me watching, and keeps me enjoying it now with the new series. Then I watched the first episode of this series, The Eleventh Hour, and that childhood longing came back to me. In seven year old Amy’s desperation for escape and the sadness of when The Doctor never returned for her, for a moment, I remembered that feeling of longing for escape when I was a child.
But isn’t that what good drama does, allows us to see ourselves in the lives of its characters.