Monday, 7 June 2010
This is from a couple of weeks back - in the meanwhile I've been looking at donkeys, lions, elephants & assorted monkeys amongst other things in Kenya & am now attempting to slot myself back into 'work' mode
(Article by Michael Holden)
In a place where I sometimes eat breakfast they like to have the radio on, with a talk radio station blasting out loud. One morning, though, the wireless was silent and the other patrons took up the mantle of white-hot contemporary debate themselves.
Man 1 "What did you make of that Derren Brown thing?"
Man 2 "The psychic one?"
Man 1 "Yeah."
Man 2 "Look, if a bunch of people in Liverpool want to think that their dead relatives are looking out for them, then what's the problem with that?"
Man 1 "I reckon psychics and that are like the BNP. Half of them actually believe it, and the others are just looking for something to do."
Man 2 "I knew a lass who reckoned she could do all that. She'd say, 'When Spirit comes to me', not 'the spirits', or 'the spirit world'. It was always just 'Spirit'. 'Spirit told me this were gonna happen …'"
Man 1 "Like it were a pony?"
Man 2 "Aye."
Man 1 "I suppose it's the money-making I don't like."
Man 2 "Really? Then psychics are the least of your worries. It's all about the money, mate. Look at capitalism. You're being encouraged to participate in an imaginary future by systems that profit from you taking part. You tell me the difference."
Man 1 "Is that why you're out of work, you're like a conscientious objector?"
Man 2 "Partly that, and the criminal record."
Man 1 "You're upfront about that?"
Man 2 "No point not being. They might be psychic."