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08.29  08.55 Landlordly accents of the broad, local variety are coming through the thin wall that nominally separates the Chamber Of Venality from the office of the Village Shop. 10.15 Kitchen conversation with David I…  II...  III...  … and discussing this on the DGM Guestbook: the vicar lives!! :: Posted by rja1967 on October 09, 2012 Bloody Hell. The Vicar has updated his diary. So what has DGM’s man of the cloth been up to for past two years? The quick answer: gradual transitions take place suddenly. Fun and creativity are coursing through the space of DGM HQ. UMG rumbles on in its own miserable way, reflecting the fact that fun and creativity are not part of the essence of UMG, which is control and exploitation achieved in part by expansion. Let’s hear it for the Roman Empire. 10.23 On a GC Special Study Group site… I’ve slipped into a very negative attitude towards myself. A familiar voice from my childhood tells me nothing I do is good enough. How much damage this message, given in childhood, can do; and one of the reasons which gives rise later in life to stage fright. 10.25 On the DGM Guestbook… Can We Help :: Posted by cantspelldiKc on October 08, 2012 … considering umg is a bit like watching a rape going down while no one assists the victim, is there nothing the citizenry can do? UMG has nothing on Sam G Alder Esq.’s EG. The unfolding process of Mr. Alder’s EG felt to me like a rape going down, acknowledging the disparity between my experience of being handled by Dr. Sam G Alder and that of victims of physical forms of abuse. But there were points in common, notably victimology: the impact and effects of violation continue, reinforced by not being recognised and acknowledged. Economic abuse is only one form of abuse, and in Mr. Alder’s case was accompanied by bullying, threats explicit (litigation) and implicit (he controlled my money), refusal to acknowledge responsibility for failing in his duty of care, denying professional misbehaviour (by claiming probity and sound business practices), acting from a position of overwhelming advantage: a Pillar Of Society, a Worker Of Good Works, with full access to my affairs and income streams, and myself with little detailed knowledge of his. I have not written much on the culture of Mr. Alder’s EG: briefly, it was white, male and chauvinistic, exuding a clear sense of the partners’ self-perceived social superiority. In the UK, the Jimmy Savile scandal continues to unfold, another example of abuse eventually being revealed. The question/s: why and how this escaped accountability for so long? Can appalling actions be lovingly and creatively addressed? Or in theological terms, be redeemed? Yes! and typed without hesitation. But the process of redemption cannot begin without acknowledgment of error: contrition, confession, repentance, forgiveness, absolution, reconciliation, atonement, all necessary stages to enter the condition of as if innocent and beginning again, clear and clean: Redemption. Is there something the citizenry can do? Well, we can’t speak for others, so is there something any individual citizen can do? Another resounding yes! Martin Luther King, Jr.: [We] must learn that passively to accept an unjust system is to cooperate with that system, and thereby to become a participant in its evil. Good words, but what do we do? In a word or three: to be true. What is being true? Being true is a big thing, so perhaps we might assume the virtue: to act as if we were true. That is, to act truly. This is immediately available, practical and do-able: we act ethically. We behave with: Honesty. Responsibility. Equity. Goodwill. transparency + straightforwardness = honesty; accountability + owning-up = responsibility; distributive justice + fairness = equity; common decency = goodwill. All of these characteristics ceased to be part of Mr. Alder’s EG, as it applied to me at least; and as just about everyone else has a gagging clause on them, we are unlikely to here other pertinent opinions and testimony. Anyone who has looked into themselves over a sufficient period of time, knows well the distance between the creature we are and the person we aspire to be. The person we aspire to be, however we formulate it, is true. May we act truly, in the confidence that our doing has effect upon our being; that what we do shapes who we become. 12.20 In response to your September 25, 2012 Diary entry. :: Posted by hakram on October 09, 2012 If I did not feel (joy) I would sell my guitars and quit playing. My choice was to end playing publicly in performance contexts mediated by commerce. The quality of my life and personal happiness has increased remarkably since. 12.25 David has popped his head into the Chamber Of Venality with fresh news and interesting updates. 12.28 In the inbox…  16.56 An afternoon of stuff, data organizing, paper. David has again put his head around the door, to inform me of a new and exciting arising. Up to the DGM Art Department I…  II...  III...  IV...  … Punk Sanderson has his own Facebook page. 19.02 David has left, into the looming darkness of the street…  From yesterday’s evening adventures of the Society socializing kind MAYFAIR Launch party for The Adventuress by Nicholas Coleridge Nicholas Coleridge celebrated the publication of his latest, titillatingly-titled page-turner The Adventuress: The Irresistible Rise of Miss Cath Fox with style, in Annabel’s nightclub. As Moet & Chandon champagne bubbled and the Belvedere vodka glugged, so did conversation gurgle amongst a room packed, wall-to-decorous-wall, with guests glamorous and downright brainy. In one corner Anne Carr and Cressida Connolly pontificated, in another Nick Rhodes and Peter York reclined and milling about the middle was Sarah Standing, Ed Stourton and Andrew Neil. While Nicholas’s goddaughter Edie Campbell looked delightful, her boyfriend Otis Ferry had an animated conversation with Camilla Long. And the exuberant Nicholas bounced from one friend to another, reliving the glossy party scenes of his own fiction. Getty Images I / Getty Images II An evening computing ahead. Search Robert Fripp's diary archive. |
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