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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Tuesday, April 13, 2004
    Joy on the edge
    Berkshire: Joy as nuclear marchers hit base.

    I was about to launch into a meditation on the irony of how it seems the greatest evils we permit tend to be based in places perceived to be the most beautiful or - ha - peaceful. But then I was reading the Trident Ploughshares newsletter and I remembered that wasn't entirely true. Coulport and Faslane on the Clyde, Devonport in Plymouth, for instance - grey metallic shipyards, each.

    Perhaps what links them with nice places like Fylingdales, Lakenheath and those rural areas mysteriously erased from our OS maps, is they're perceived to be peripheral... stuck out in the English countryside or anywhere in Scotland, away from the consciousness of the masses. Out of sight - out of mind, the ethos of our military/industrial planners. Thanks to the walkers and the peace campers, those faithful pilgrims and vigilants, that isn't always necessarily so.

    [2002 blog on Lakenheath / Soham here]