Seeing the Horrors of War - Picture by Wivelrod

I watched 5 Days of War today, and while i was watching a portrayal of the war in Georgia unfold, I was struck by a powerful emotion of sadness as I watched the soldiers stories unfold in the film.

You know, how often do we stop and think about the soldiers? We scream and shout about the innocent that are killed and wounded, we complain about the costs of war in terms of lives and public capital, we grieve for the dead, but do we ever really pause to give thought to the effects of sending young men, who have chosen to serve their nation, to a battle zone of pain, loss and destruction? How often do we stop to think about the changes that our youth undergo in war? Do we give enough thought to the nightmare that goes with having to adjust mentally and sometimes physically to life as normal on their return?

We train these boys to become killing machines, send them into a war zone where survival becomes an instinct, criticise the work they do,  print horrific stories detailing the horrors of war perpetrated often by all sides in the conflict, pay them a pittance for doing this service and when they return conveniently forget about them. Who tells their story? Who takes the time to help them heal the wounds, repair the metal damage they suffer? Who helps them deal with the emotions, memories and nightmares they have learnt to bury?

Do we even really see the effect of war on our young generation of service men and women?

In thinking about this I went hunting online, looking for people that work with soldiers suffering from the trauma of war. In my hunt I came across the work of a young photographer in  the Netherlands called Claire Felicie. She undertook to work with a group of young marines from the 13th Infantry Company of the Royal Netherlands Marine Corps during their posting to Afghanistan in 2009/10. In her portrayal of these men, she took close up portrait pictures of the service men before, during and after their deployment to Uruzgan in Afghanistan.

These pictures are set out in haunting triptychs that clearly and emphatically highlight the effects of conflict on our precious youth. You cannot help but look at these pictures and feel moved. Maybe, just maybe, its time that we should stop and give prolonged consideration to the damage we do to these boys and girls when we send them to war. Perhaps its time to give these brave and dedicated service personnel the real support, credit and recognition they deserve. Maybe its time to think about the lives we break, damage and shatter to protect interests that really aren’t that important in the bigger scheme of things. Look at these pictures and tell me that these boys don’t deserve better!

Nicky

Sjoerd

Remon

Arnold

Pascal

Emiel

Africa smiled a little when you left.
“We know you,” Africa said, “We have seen and watched you. We can learn to live without you, But we know we needn’t yet.”
And Africa smiled a little when you left.
“You cannot leave Africa,” Africa said. … … … …
“It is always with you,there inside your head. Our rivers run in currents, in the swirl of your thumbprints; Our drumbeats, counting out your pulse; Our coastline, The silhouette of your soul.”
So Africa smiled a little when you left.
“We are in you,” Africa said. “You have not left us, yet.”

I was sent this the other day by a friend I used to go to school with. It really touched me because it is sooo true. Africa will always be alive within me, and I’ll always cherish my roots to Africa, and if anything this picture taken from a Dam in Zimbabwe reminds me so much of my precious home. I am a very lucky person to have spent a while on the magical Lake Kyle.

I saw a Tweet on Twitter this afternoon that got me to thinking. The Tweet from a guy called Scott Hurst said, “Refusing to just accept certain premises ‘on faith’ doesn’t make me closed minded, it makes me rational.”

I know that for many of us, religion and the subject of God is a taboo. I find that in our modern society, especially here in the United Kingdom that there are a lot of people who are almost violently opposed to any form of religious teaching, and proudly declare themselves atheist.

In many ways, I find that I can’t really blame them for their determined stance against all things biblical. You only have to look at British history to see how the effects of hundreds of years of subjugation under the power of the church, first the Roman Catholic religious movement under the Pope, and then under the emergence of the Church of England, to realise that the church is largely to blame for much of the pain and suffering of the poorer classes that has led to the bitterness of the British people.

Man has an inherent ability to learn to avoid danger and to steer clear of the things that we have learnt to perceive as detrimental to our survival. This is part of our makeup as the human race, to learn, develop and enhance our existence, through avoiding those things that bring about pain and suffering.

One only has to look at how religion has been at the root of much of the human conflict over the last 2000 years to realise that religion and the church carry a very bad name. In any other situation, we would be publicly calling for the removal and destruction of the organisation which had caused so much loss and destruction, but the aura of a supernatural being seems to act in itself as a deterrent that stops people from publicly denouncing the church en masse.

When it comes to religion and the church I am possibly not the best person to preach. I do not accept that religion is the path to salvation, nor do I consider every church to be the house of god. The simple truth is that man has taken the gospel of Christ and distorted, twisted and interpreted it to mean anything he chooses.

I have myself fallen pray of the judgement of man through sin as a member of the church, and the experience left a sour taste in my mouth and a painful memory in my mind. I personally struggle with any number of things that could be seen by religion as idols of the flesh or wicked ways. I do not walk a path that could be described as righteous or virtuous. I am not what the world has come to expect to see as a Christian believer.

Yet, as much as my failings may be used to highlight my ways, they do not define me. For me, my personal relationship with God is the foundation of my belief. I do not believe that any church or religion defines my salvation, nor do they enhance my spirituality. I am not walking a path of righteousness nor can I be called pure of mind and spirit just because I go into a sanctuary where man believes God resides.

My salvation is alive within me. It accepts my failings and covers my sin through my repentance and acceptance through faith that my saviour died on a cross for the absolution of my sin. I do not need to stand in a line to receive Holy Communion to feel close to my God. I do not have to partake in the works of an organisation to be able to spread the word of my Lord.

As I see it, it is fellowship with mankind that gives me strength. To me, my God lives within me, and all around me. He is not confined to the walls of a cathedral. In this modern day and age there are any number of ways of accessing the teachings of the gospel. There are a variety of channels that offer prayer, support and encouragement without having to engage in meaningless ritual in the guise of some religion.

Yes, there are exceptions to the rule. There are churches today that are built on the word of God and move with the Spirit as it guides them. But this is the sad reality; these kinds of places of worship are the exception to the rule and not the corner stone of reality.

Let me make it clear that I do not hold the hypocrisy of man or the failings of the church to be the fault of my God. We choose freely to become part of an autocratic system of religion. We loose sight of the grace of God and become fixated with the interpretation of scripture as a measure of our own will. We judge and dispense discipline as men. We fail to grasp the truth of the word, and get lost in the translation of it, and it is for this reason that the fault lies squarely at our feet, and not at those of my Lord.

Jesus did not need a majestic temple to teach from. He did not selectively choose whom he taught. He did not dictate a lifestyle, nor did he use rituals to bless those whose lives he touched. He taught that from the teacher down to the beggar we are all equal as sinners. He challenged us to overcome our nature of judgement, and embrace each other as brothers and sisters. He taught that salvation came through Grace of God and faith in the absolution received from the blood of Christ, not through the symbol of the cross. He led by example, sacrificing himself for those he loved, forgiving them even in his moment of despair and weakness for the transgressions against him.

It is this that gives me my salvation. It is my personal relationship with my God that determines my righteousness. It is the realisation of the fact that the crimes of the men and women in the church is not the representation of the God I serve that allows me to see beyond the hurt of my experience and maintain my belief that my God reigns. It is the ability to trust with a blind faith that allows me the strength to forgive those that have hurt me.

I do not harbour any hate towards the people that inflicted those wounds on me. Through the grace I enjoy every day, despite my failings, despite my shortcomings that has taught me that I do not need the church to have salvation. My focus is on my God not on my church.

Yes, I can understand why it is common to find people opposed to religion. I can relate to why people want to stay away from the church, or avoid the pomp and ceremony that is associated with worship today. However, as much as you may try to hide from religion, you cannot hide from God. You may revel in your identity as an atheist, but the truth is that it is only you that you hurt, not the church.

The money, wealth and power of religion cannot buy a place in heaven. Your avoidance of the truth does not make you wiser or more rational as Scott Hurst from Twitter would like to believe. It is your one on one relationship with your Lord that gives you salvation. Burying your head in the sand as a result of your opinion of the church, religion and the actions of mankind is only cutting off your nose to spite your face.

The truth is in the scripture. It is in the word of God that we can learn the difference between ritual and religion and faith and the Grace of God. Being a believer is no easier than learning to read or write. Blind faith is not a natural virtue but something we have to learn and work at. Having a relationship with someone we can neither see nor hear is complex and challenging. No one said that salvation was easy, but then tell me which relationship in life is easy! Do you not have to work daily on your relationships with your partners, friends, colleagues or acquaintances? Does love not take effort and dedication? Why then should it be any different for your relationship with God?

No, it is easy to find fault. It is simple to point a finger. We can hide behind whatever excuse we choose and I speak from experience for this is something I do myself. But it is senseless to choose destruction when I have been given the knowledge and freedom to choose life. I encourage you to take a step backward and look again. Challenge your perception of God, and seek the truth. Avoid finding fault or seeking someone to blame. Mankind are all as weak and corruptible as you or me. We are far from perfect and our actions through history should not be the consideration on which to base your decision.

Watch the two video’s I include with this blog and open your heart, your mind and your ears to the word. Search and you will find, Seek and you will see, listen and you will hear. Not everyone will have the same relationship with God and that does not make you any more or less significant to God. Remember it is your relationship with God and not how man views you in their eyes that counts. Do not allow religion or mistrust to prevent your salvation. Do not allow your chance to have a personal relationship with our saviour to be damaged by the distorted interpretation and views of mankind. Reach out and have faith, he is waiting for you to come home. Consider yourself challenged!

Other Reading

The Acts 29 Network

Ordinary Pastor

The Buzzard Blog

I came across this through twitter yesterday, and I was really touched by the impact that such a simple gesture had on the lives of people who are missing one of the fundamental senses that the majority of us take for granted every day.

The blind see the world through their fingers, and so when Wimpy an African fast food chain took the time to communicate with its blind patrons through Braille on their burgers, a touch of class was added what I still to this day consider to be one of the best fast food burgers provided out there.

I was struck more emphatically by the sense that it’s the simplest things in life that often have the biggest impact, and once again came to the realisation that you don’t have to be big and flamboyant, an icon of the lime light, a trend setter, or a brand name recognised throughout the world to make a difference to people’s lives.

You just have to have the heart, the right mental attitude, the desire and the compassion to reach out and touch those that will forever treasure your gesture. Caring for people, and changing the world isn’t about recognition for yourself or our own sense of need or importance, it’s about the importance of caring for those less fortunate than yourself.

I can honestly say that in watching this simple YouTube clip I was touched, inspired and reminded that there are far more important things in this world than me. Pass this on and inspire or touch someone else today.

Story also at Huffington Post

It’s lovely when you find a peice of art that moves you. The feelings we draw from a peice of art are wide and varied. I often sit and think about what exactly it is that draws us to art in such a powerful way as human beings.

The most amazing thing I guess is that art emotes. We can look at a picture and feel inspired, calm, alarmed, distressed, moved to tears or brought to anger. To think that something inanimate as a still work of art can have such a powerful effect on us is quite simply amazing. There are many things that have influence over us, but I frequently marvel at how sometimes its the simplest thing that have the biggest effect on us.

I love to see talent expressed through art. I recently discovered an artist who’s work I find both amazing, and wonderful, and I’d encourage you to visit this website and look at his work and tell me for yourself what you think.

Using nothing but paper, a scalpel and his imagination Joe Bagley creates some truely stunning works of art. In the picture I have displayed he potrays a homely scene that could be typical of any holiday cabin in almost any part of the world, and for a moment when I look at this picture I am transported to my childhood and happy memories of Nyanga, a place in Zimbabwe where a scene like this would be entirely possible.

Maybe this is the magic of art, in that it triggers memories that are powerful and this is what causes the emotion to run through us. What ever it is, it is wonderful that art can influence and impress us in such a marvellous and dynamic way. If you think this work is good, please share this and spread the word about a very talented and unique artist. Thank you.

Work Review from the Grand Rapids Press:
Close inspection is also required for the most quietly fantastical work on display, “Branches.” This black cut-paper work is by Joseph Bagley of Dorchester, Mass. As if looking out a large second story window on a stark winter day, Bagley presents an extraordinary webbing of branches, large and small, in a dazzling silhouette. The technical virtuosity of a dazzling object this complex cut from a single sheet of paper is spellbinding, but ultimately the power of the work is visual. The economy of form, composition and monochrome splendor stays with you for a long, long time. – Joseph Becherer, The Grand Rapids Press

Check out Joe on Facebook

I’m teaching myself every day lately to think about the things that I have reason to be grateful for each day that I live.

There are so many things that we should be happy for every day. General things like our health, our families, our jobs, our bodies, our friends. The list is completely endless really. We could list hundreds of things to be grateful for, from the simple to the extreme.

But what I am enjoying lately is just taking time to think about some of the things that I really enjoy about life for me. So this is a list of just a few of my favourite things that I was thinking about this morning.

KFC

I have a HUGE soft spot for the Colonel Harland Sanders Kentucky Fried Chicken. It’s one of those fast foods that you can just eat forever, and never seem to get tired of. When I lived in Swansea, there was a stage that Jamie my best mate and I had KFC almost every day for lunch. He used to come over to the house each day to get to work, and KFC was on the way as he came over, so it was kind of logical to enjoy the lovely tastes of the chicken, the gravy maybe some coleslaw if we were feeling like it. Mom has a big fondness of their hot wings too, so it is fairly regular that we enjoy KFC although of late it has gotten massively expensive so is more of a treat than a norm these days.

Did you know that there are a couple of really fun blogs that follow and shout the praises of KFC? No, haha check these out.
Kentucky Fried Bloggin –  Greg’s Grilling - The KFC Blog

K Love

K Love is a Canadian Christian Broadcasting Radio Station which my sister introduced me to a number of years ago now. Luckily their online streaming option means that I am able to enjoy the programming as well. Positive, Encouraging is their tag line, and to be honest I’d tend to agree with that. They have some remarkable programs that have a tendency to make you smile about life, and enjoy the time you spend tuned in to their radio station.

They are currently running a 30 day challenge, which I’d encourage you to check out, and get involved in. I am enjoying my time as I focus as much time as I can afford to spend the next 30 days listening in to as much K Love as I can. Join me. :)

The Wanela Project
Through my work with various 3rd Sector African Community projects, I have formed links with a project run out of Rotherham, and I really enjoy spending time with the people from my home country right here in South Yorkshire.

They are funny, typical Zimbabwean’s, generous, great people. We have a lot of fun talking about things we have in common, discussing the past, planning for the future, and making things happen for us and our community. It is good to have people around me that I can identify with, share with, and communicate with on a level that we each understand and appreciate.

My Mom

Since my father’s death a number of years ago, my mom and I have been through many ups and downs. Living in the UK has been challenging, interesting, sometimes hard but at other times fun.

To have been able to go through it with possibly my best friend in life has been an amazing blessing. I love my mothers company, and even though we have certain medical issues to face and work through, I wouldn’t change the time I get to spend with her.

I draw a lot of encouragement and personal satisfaction from being able to be there for mom in her time of need, and enjoy the fact that while I am not wealthy or rich, I am richly blessed to have a personal relationship with a very special woman and a strong Christian lady.

Writing

I have really come to learn to love spending a bit of time thinking about what I want to write on my blog each time I sit down to share something with the readers of this blog.

For me writing has become a way of expressing myself, sharing my thoughts, but more importantly it has very much become a way for me to reach out to the bigger world out there and interact with some very interesting and great people. I have met some real friends through this blog, and while we may have never met, we have formed strong ties and relationships of friendship and understanding.

I learn much from the people I interact with. I love to share ideas and be challenged on a daily basis, and I’d encourage anyone that reads my blog that wants to chat with me to get in touch.

These are just a few of the things that today I have chosen to give thanks for. Each day this week I have found a number of things to reflect on and learn to appreciate in a more vibrant and real way in my life.

By choosing to think of the positives, I enjoy each day more, find strength to face the challenges of life, and feel a sense of gratefulness at the very fact that today I am alive to enjoy these things, share these thoughts, and give thanks for the simple things that make my life worth living.

We all sit down at the start of a New Year to ponder the last twelve months and propose changes to our lives for the next twelve.

For many a New Year’s Resolution is the starting point of something big in our lives. It marks a turning point or the beginning of a change for the better in their life.

For others, a resolution at the start of the year is just a gesture of things that they would like to change. It is a token gesture that they know there is something that they need or want to change, but don’t have the correct mental attitude to see that desire come to a realisation of fulfilment.

Nothing in life comes without a little hard work or dedication. If you’re reading this and you’ve made some sort of mental decision to do something positive in your life this year, then really read this in encouragement to take issue with yourself this time around and really see your desire through.

People are funny things, and often we draw inspiration from the strangest of places. It may be reading a blog that prompts us, or it may be talking to someone who has been through what you are going through. It could be a television program, or a book. Your doctor or a friend, or even you just being honest with yourself. Where ever you may have drawn your idea from, it is important to realise that to achieve anything good in this life, we must strive to achieve those goals.

Each individual is different. When I quit smoking, it was simply a matter of waking up one day and deciding I no longer wanted to smoke, and simply stopped there and then. It was never a problem for me. However, my weight has always been a terrific challenge to me, and altering my lifestyle and making proactive changes to my eating patterns and cutting out rubbish food has been a very tough road to walk.

Decisions I make every day impact on the goals that I hope to achieve. We go through life avoiding difficult decisions and shying away from confronting the things that make us uncomfortable. This is not the way to tackle our resolutions. Very often we are our own worst enemy.

If I can offer you one piece of advice, it’s this. Don’t do it alone. The power of encouragement, sharing and support is exponential. It will pick you up when you are down, it will motivate you when you’re struggling and most importantly it will help you celebrate those milestones along the way.

We are not designed as human beings to be able to survive on our own. We are social creatures, we thrive on attention, we excel when we feel good, and we grow when we are enriched by those around us.

The biggest problem with many of the issues we face when we come to a resolution is our self esteem. We don’t rate ourselves very highly. We look at other people and wish we could be like them. We imagine that our friends and peers don’t have issues or problems because we always see them smiling or being bubbly and happy. In my experience people like this are very often hiding their issues better, but they do have them.

Like us they have doubts, worries and face the scary prospect of isolation. No one wants to be abandoned because they have issues. We are most afraid of being seen as weak, incapable of achievement or worst of all hurt by the person we confide in when they betray us to the world.

It happens all too often, and it only needs to happen to you once to create in you a very real fear of it happening again. Again in my experience, people that would do that to us are not really worth being around, but that statement does not help the fact that we need someone to help us to achieve our goals.

Often we are so desperate to find someone to depend on that we rush it. We find someone we like and believe we can trust, and pour out our soul in a tidal wave of emotion. It is natural. It is part of our humanity and need to be part of a clan, circle or family of people who love and care for us.

These instincts have become a part of our DNA. Since time began, mankind survived as a collective. Part of a community, a family of people that looked out for each other, knew one another, and knew they could depend on each other. We cannot unwire that desire inside us to be in that place of safety.

It is when we find ourselves outside of this comfort zone that things very often start to go wrong for us. We get involved with the wrong crowd out of desperation. We comfort eat to shut out the hurt. We isolate ourselves into depression. We close down and forget how to communicate. Any of this sound familiar?

If what I’m talking about strikes a note in your mind, then please realise that I am writing this because I have walked this same path. I have been through many of these feelings myself. If I am very honest I still struggle with many of them today, but it is from being able to face them head on that I draw the on the courage to face tomorrow.

My suggestion to you is simple. Learn to never close the door on an opportunity. Many of the doors that you look through will not be for you. People that you meet will come and go through the passage of time. Some will be with you forever, others for a moment. But each gives you something you can use in your life.

When you are at your lowest, search for a door that opens to bring positive opportunity into your life. Look to associate yourself with things that you can apply yourself too, that help you to pass this passage of time where you are vulnerable and weak. It could be volunteering at your local youth centre. It could be reaching out to a charity that needs some fundraising support.

It could be visiting a long lost friend. Maybe its going back to school to study, or if you are committed to a full time job, then its joining a Friday night dance class, or a chess team. What ever it is, don’t isolate yourself in your misery. Don’t shut yourself off from opportunity.

Through this new interaction, we gain the ability to build new relationships. We also have the asset of keeping ourselves positively engaged. By associating with positive action we learn to look forward with excitement towards an eventual goal, and you’ll be surprised how much this positive action positively rubs off on us.

I spent a lot of time pondering my own life, and going through the ups and the downs. It surprised me when I was thinking about it, but when I look at it now I am not surprised to find that at any time that I have enjoyed a positive impact in my life, it has always been associated with choices that I made at the time that brought me into contact with people that had direction, focus and a sense of positivity that rubbed off on me.

I have learnt to use a number of ways to keep myself positive. In today’s world it is so easy to be disillusioned by the news, by things that happen to us, by friends that hurt us. We can turn to any number of excuses not to find something positive to concentrate on, but that is exactly what we are doing. Looking for excuses not to make a difference in our lives, and we do nothing but hurt ourselves by doing this. Make no mistake I am as guilty as you are of making this mistake.

Ultimately, if there is one thing that you take from reading this post it is this. Realise that you are not alone. Sometimes, sending an email to a perfect stranger can be all it takes to bring a positive difference to your life. Don’t be afraid to try. It is better to have tried and failed than to have never tried at all said Theodore Roosevelt, and he is so right, for it might take us two or three or even more times of trying before we get it right, or it may well be that with the experience of having tried we know that something is not for us, or doing it in such a way is just not right. Without that experience how would we ever know?

Failure does not make you a failure; it better prepares you for the next challenge. Learning is a life long lesson that never ends. Even at the end we are learning, probably about the hardest thing of all to face as a human being, the facts of death. That is a somewhat morbid thought, but the truth lies in the lesson that “Courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. A brave man is not he who is afraid, but he who conquers that fear.” (Nelson Mandela)

In as much as we fear death, I believe we fear change. We fear making a difference to our lives, taking a step into the unknown, making our New Years Resolution a reality instead of a pipe dream. Humphrey Davy once said, “I learned more from my mistakes than I ever learnt from my successes.” Let these words be ones to take courage from. Let them be encouragement to you and me to reach out, form new relationships, build new networks, take new opportunities, and make this year one to remember. Let today be the day we stop hiding and start living.

I saw an advert on the television last night. It must have been the very first paid for television commercial of 2012 on ITV1 here in the UK, and it was paid for by the Sun. The advert said simply come on Britain, let’s make Britain great.

2012 is a year of golden opportunity. It is a time when if we are proactive, cleaver and decisive, we can forge out a new place for this Nation in our future. It is a year that opens a multitude of doors to us that can give us strength, stability and independence from the rope of austerity throttling at our necks.

I am one of many people that are not British that call the UK my home. I may not be born or bread, but as a person that has lived, worked, loved and lost in this land for over a decade of my life, I do feel passionate about the future and success of my home country. I desperately want the UK to succeed, almost as much if maybe not a little more than British people themselves.

2011 was a hard year, and while I do not imagine that someone is going to wave a magic wand and make everything perfect in 2012, I do feel that 2012 is for Britain the dawn of a new era of British potential. We have taken a battering through 2011, now it is time to pull together, rediscover that British pride and re-establish ourselves as one of the leading nations of our global economy.

For much of last year I watched and listened as the people of Britain, the press and even our government talked doom and gloom. We became our own worst enemies in 2011, and in many ways I feel that Britain has lost that indomitable attitude of survival against every odd that makes this nation stand out from the crowd. We fell out of touch with that ability to dig deep and find a solution, work out a plan and fight for our lives, homes, communities and nationality.

100 years ago Britain would never have stood for the French talking down at us. We fought two world wars against German oppression, and won! We built trade routes and developed relationships. We made mistakes, learned and adapted, built from ashes and rose up better, stronger and proud of being British? So where is that spirit today?

In 2012, the world comes to Britain. We are the focus of world attention. This is for us an opportunity to open our doors to new opportunities. It is a chance to build bridges, forge new alliances and bring renewal and opportunity to British shores. Do we really need Europe as much as we are lead to believe?

There was a time when much of Europe were either at war or opposed to the British Nation, yet as a nation the British people forged on, and at one time were the world power to recon with. While I do not condone Imperialism, quite the opposite, however I do believe strongly that far too much credit is given to our reliance on the European Economy. At a time in our past when we hardly ever traded with our European enemies we were still able to rise up as a World Leading Power.

2012 is a time to look further afield from a Europe that wants to bully and isolate us. What the European Leaders fail to consider is that there is a whole world out there. It would be stupid to ignore the fact that emerging economies are no longer here in the heart of Europe. Africa is rapidly becoming a new powerhouse for production, potential and opportunity. South America is a developing continent that presents unthinkable opportunities to those willing to go and get them.

To the German and French, I would say that sabre rattling is pointless when the very Europe that you have worked so hard to build is literally on the brink of collapse. Yes agreeably the economies of European countries have become intrinsically entwined over the last fifty years, and we have been at fault in committing ourselves to the European cause too whole heartedly.

However, I would consider that the reality of the situation is that Europe in actual fact needs the UK a little more than it is willing to admit. The German and French governments may well think that they are immune to the UK withdrawing from the EU as a preferential trade partner, but consider for one moment that the major buyers of German and French technology today are us the UK? So we loose BMW, Audi, Mercedes and VW, but there is Toyota, Honda, Hyundai, Chrysler, Dodge and oh so many other potential suitors to fill the gap. Can German manufacturing really stand to loose the UK market? Can French Brands really afford to loose revenue from the 66 Million people that live in the UK? I some how doubt that either could afford to loose us any more than they can afford to loose each other.

The British people have put considerable finances towards propping up ailing EU Nations. What would happen if we were to turn around and demand repayment of these loans now? I’m sure that it is not quite as simple as this, and that we would probably only hurt ourselves in the short term by taking any such action, but I do wonder what the effect to the European dream would be if we did. Anyone can play hard ball. The Germans and French would do well to remember this.

Much of the UK Domestic labour force is made up of migrant workers, many of whom enjoy the freedom of movement under the EU Treaty on Freedom of Movement for EU Citizens. If it were true that the EU didn’t need the UK economy to prop it up, I would humbly point out that for a good few of the EU Economic regions, much of their infrastructure is made up of currency earned by their Diaspora community’s resident in the UK, working and living here, sending money back home. Due and careful consideration should be given to this fact by the Governments of Romania, Poland and Hungry. I’m sure they would hastily reconsider isolating Britain if hundreds of thousands of migrant workers were suddenly packed off back to their nations to find work and earn a living back home.

I appreciate that parting from Europe would be painful. I realise that there is much to replace and lots to do before we could effectively replace the dependence on Europe that we have been lulled into, but it is for our very survival as a nation that we must take these steps. The UK cannot be pushed into a corner and be told to stand to attention at the cost of our Sovereignty, identity and independence. We should never allow our neighbours and partners dictated to us how, when and what we shall do.

To those of you that shout and scream that we need Europe and without it we are but lost, I say this to you. There are several hundred nations in the world. Many of them survive without being a part of any great union. They thrive and develop without preferential trade agreements. They learn to adapt, overcome difficulty and become proud, independent nations, fully in control of their future, fully dictating their own destiny.

Instead of pouring billions of pounds into the infrastructure of greedy European economies, Britain would do well to refocus its attention abroad. So we need food. Zimbabwe needs agricultural infrastructure. Yes, there is history between Zimbabwe and the UK. Yes there would be very challenging political hurdles to cross, but the history is exactly that. Leave the hurt of yesterday in the past, and work with a nation that is hungry to develop.

Support the people to become better capable of producing the crops that would feed their own nation while providing enough of a surplus to plug a hole in the UK food supply chain. I’d rather see a deal worked out to support an emerging nation like Zimbabwe, than get back into bed with Germany that is unwilling itself to commit any of its own resources to a European Central Bank, yet is perfectly willing to expect us to contribute towards European Bail Out funds.

I would be far happier to see concerted efforts to get trade agreements established with nations like India, China, Brazil and so many other sources of economic potential. I believe we’d gain far more from putting attention on our own domestic identity, and worrying less about the tide of a failing EU. When things are going wrong, you have to eventually stand back and realise that no matter how much money you throw at it, it’s not going to fix the problem.

Europe was always destined to failure. It is a union made up of unequal partners, great egos and different national interests. A Europe built on trade agreements is a possibility yes, but a Union of European States is impossibility in itself. To have laws passed down to us dictating who can fish where and when from a power that has no local understand, no practical knowledge of the British Industry, from a body that has failed to undertake any form of dialogue with the people it affects in making its decisions, is completely ludicrous.

To be told how many hours we may work by a European parliament made up of nationalities who have built their nations on siesta’s with different agenda’s, when our nation has been built on hard work and dedication through generations of British families is madness.

To pay taxes to a Europe that can’t even agree on its own Central Bank, and who’s members cannot agree on who contributes what, is throwing hard earned money down the sewer. These are just a few examples of the hilarity and fundamentally flawed agenda of a Union of European States. There are endless multitudes of stupid errors, unrealistic laws and inflexibility by an institution that is so robustly arrogant it is little wonder that it never gets anything done.

This is not the Britain we learn about in history class. This is not the Britain that got us here today. This is not the Britain that is going to bring us prosperity and success in the future. It is high time that Britain got tough. We must for our own sakes take hold of our country from its very core and shake it thoroughly. It is now that we must call ourselves into full attention, rise up to the challenge, draw in our belts and buckle down to the hard work that lies ahead. Miss this opportunity Britain, and we are dead in the water.

2012 is the year we really need to think about the work of rebuilding a Bigger, Better, Britain.

As we close the doors on a tough and often trying year, may we look back at 2011, not with regret at the trials and tribulations of a turbulent year, but in fond memory of a year that taught us resilience, patience, humanity and that we can survive.

2012 arrives with the prospects of another New Beginning, a year that may be the one that changes the face of our world as we know it forever. May everything that we have learnt in our previous years bring us humility, compassion, friendship and be the source of rich blessings throughout the year.

I pray that each and every one of us remain safe, strong and enjoy good spirits. May our friendships grow stronger, our prospects look secure and our future be as exciting as any James Bond thriller, without all the shooting and drama that goes with it.

To every single person that reads my blog, I say thank you, I hope you return, share with me, and help me to better understand the world in which I live.

It was nice to sit back this evening and enjoy a year in retrospect as much of the television programming looked back over the events of 2011. It was scary to consider that in almost the mere blink of an eye, a whole twelve months had slipped by and we were standing in the shadow of the dawn of a whole new year once more.

What was even scarier was that so much had happened in such a short space of time that it brought home a bit of a reality to me that individually we are but a small almost insignificant part of this world of 7 billion human souls. While we struggle to survive and touch the lives of people around us, in the big scheme of things there is little we can do to stop a financial crisis, war, famine, flood, earth quake, tsunami. The reality is that as humans we are actually quite vulnerable and exposed to Mother Nature.

But our humanity is what makes us who we are. It is the hope and faith that tomorrow will bring something better, and that together we can find a solution that keeps us determined to carry on.

This point was really driven home to me as I watched a program profiling the Royal Family through 2011. I could not help but think that despite some pretty horrible events through their history and the way in which they have watched almost powerless to change what is happening around us, yet theoretically they are the power of the land, it dawned on me that through the Royal Family we draw hope, inspiration and comfort.

I hear those of you that are firmly of the opinion that the Royals are a waist of time clambering to protest my last statement, but humour me for a moment and consider this.

Through turbulent times, personal grief, tragedy and great loss, the Royal Family has dutifully and honourably served our nation and its people. No one would have blamed either of the Princes for curling up and giving up after the very public humiliation of the marriage of their mom and dad, and the press crazy death of Dianna Princess of Wales.

You couldn’t blame the Queen for throwing in the towel in the face of continual harassment and criticism from the anti Royal brigade. You wouldn’t have been surprised if the whole Zara and Mike affair had blown up into an ugly personal battle.

Oh there are a multitude of things that I could point too and say that it’d make the excuse easy for the Royals to just give up, but as that oh so wonderful saying goes, “Keep Calm and Carry On” is the attitude at the very heart of the Royal Family that I admire.

They actively serve their nation in the armed forces. Travel the world promoting the UK and its interests, build bridges with International enemies, bring millions of tourists to the UK every year, and lie at the very heart of Brand Britain.

What other wedding in the history of the Planet has or will attract 3 billion viewers ever again? Who else in the UK does more to promote and showcase Brand Britain better than the Royal Family? How can we do anything but quietly respect and admire the tireless work and service that the Royal Family do for our nation?

It got me thinking. There is a lesson in the success of the Royal Family here in the UK for Africa and its Royal courts.

It is high time that African Royalty got up and started to take a leaf out of the book on the British Royals. Despite the fact that the African people have a built in loathing for the West, it is only logical to duplicate that which works to the good of a nation and its people.

If the African Royal courts took more interest in promoting Africa, and showing it off t the world, wouldn’t the world become more attracted to Africa in turn? I often go on about Brand Africa and the things that we should be seeking to implement to improve the perception of Africa in the eyes of the world.

Personally I tend to think that if the Royal Courts of the various Royal households throughout Africa took time out to develop a structured theme of Royal integration in the national and international affairs of their nation, that it would go a long way in enhancing the image of African affairs.

Why can’t an African Wedding become the next big talked about thing in the International Media spotlight? Why should African Royal courts not have a Parade of the Colour or a Jubilee celebration? Ok yes, perhaps use less Imperialistic names for the events, but if only the African people showed off their beauty, vibrancy through a bit of pomp and ceremony, maybe the world would sit up and pay a little more attention.

We all love a big celebration, none more so than the African people. So let’s take pride in our heritage and utilise the wonderful history that we have in our African Royalty to attract attention to African issues and events. Let us use the Royalty of Africa to drive tourism and trade. Let’s make use of the respect that Royalty are naturally given, and channel that into laying the ground work for meaningful dialogue on trade, the environment, national development plans and so on.

There is nothing wrong with allowing our minds to dream the fairy tale we grow up learning about Princes and Princesses in big palaces and castles. There is nothing wrong with allowing the Royalty we have to endorse these day dreams, and give us something to smile about when we see the parades and get to enjoy the excitement of a Royal Affair. It is part of our humanity in finding hope through the dreams and aspirations we all have growing up. Every girl wants to be a princess and every boy wants to be a brave prince, sweeping to the rescue of the damsel in distress.

These are the things that dreams are made of, and our attention flocks to when a fuss is made over them. It certainly wouldn’t hurt Africa to allow its Royalty to build on its profile and enhance their involvement in National Interests in the years to come. Who knows one day we may even be able to say that 4 billion people watched the marriage of an African King and Queen.