Tough At The Top
The forthcoming NATO summit is nearly upon us. The protesters are already upon us.
The summit will take place in Newport and, it’s said, thousands of protesters are going to stay in a specially created camp at Tredegar Park. And it seems that the first demo will be today.
The camp has all mod cons, so the protesters will look a lot less scruffy than those on some of the demos I’ve been on!
Already, both Cardiff and Newport look like Colditz. Security fencing has been put up round the twin cities, just in case somebody starts speaking Welsh in front of the NATO reps – sorry: heads of state and ministers – and it starts a security alert.
The real purpose of the protest is pretty obvious: the protesters want NATO to declare peace instead of war in various lands on which the Organisation seems to have its sites.
Perhaps the representatives should have chosen an place which is not well known to most people. Can you imagine a terrorist trying to ask the way to Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwrndrobwllllandysuliogogogoch?!
An Alien Feature?
No – there’s been no creatures from outer space wandering through our land! That’s the phrase protesters up in Llanaelhaearn (another candidate for the NATO conference?) are calling the wind turbine which it’s proposed to be built there.
The anti-turbine people seem to be in a minority in the area. And they’re claiming that they’re being “ostracised” for their stance.
It’s said that such a turbine could bring in three-million pounds profit over the next twenty years. And a small, struggling community could really use such a boost to the locality.
As I travel round Wales, I see lots of wind-turbines decorating our hills. And, as ever, I pose the question: how much use are they REALLY?
It Ain’t What You Do . . .
. . . it’s what you wear when you do it.
At least that’s what Judge David Wyn Morgan believes. The Judge criticised a defending council because the man had long hair and wore his St. John’s Ambulance medal whilst in court.
Apparently, the Judge would have approved of barrister Alan Blacker wearing flowing robes and a wig. I think panto-dames wear something like that, too.
My congratulations to Alan for not sticking to the rules, but just getting on with the job in hand.