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.
john davies
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