I guess Geek Cruises is another one of those shows where you better expect to only hear one side of the story.
Well no, this is a one-off, as others assert. I also spoke at the XML Excursion and the stellar faculty (Neil has a knack for getting the best) were well able to disagree, mix with the delegates and share a dinner table, so please don't for a moment decide to do anything other than go on Geek Cruises - which by the way make for a paradoxically economic alternative to land-based training. He's also advised to check the other side of the story by Joshua Allen (who doesn't have a comment system but does carry a grudge that I responded to his blog once upon a time) and I'd agree, there are always two sides to every story - one attendee commented positively in by comments system, but I'm sure there are other opinions out there.
Robert (in various comments) also wonders
It's real strange, though, since Jeff Prosise is one of the speakers involved and he's one of the nicest, most professional, and smartest people I've ever dealt with. I guess I should call him up to get his side of the story.
I would agree totally with his assessment of Jeff and myself wonder now that I'm on land whether it's just a storm in a coffee cup.
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'I'm not tempted to write a song about George W.Bush. I couldn't figure out what sort of song I would write. That's the problem: I don't want to satirise George Bush and his puppeteers, I want to vaporise them."
Storkey notes that the television studio was full of the superficial. The editorial team had already decided
that Rowan Williams was certainly already a controversial archbishop with his views on women bishops and homosexual clergy
and that seemed enough for them - the irony Storkey observes is that in fact Williams
was describing how, in the Gospels, there are people who hear what Jesus says and see his miracles but who are unable to listen. Caught up in the minutiae of their own agendas, they treat what he does merely as an interesting phenomenon which has nothing to do with how they live and die
Street-Porter, it seems, only watched, she didn't listen. She uses her column as an opportunity to rehearse tired canards about the Church of England, to deride Williams's colour sense and to make statements like
The most successful church in Britain today functions from a converted warehouse on an industrial estate in Walthamstow, east London. Unlike most parish churches, hundreds arrive early to get a good seat. The service is replayed to more worshippers outside London. This is a club for people of all ages, not just for the middle-class and elderly.
The great irony here, of course, is that Rowan Williams is actually not the liberal extra from an Alan Bennett play that Street-Porter portrays. He is a man of intellect, depth and compassion, one with the courage to speak out on big issues, widely published and a poet, a fine leader for the faith of millions. His little book 'Writing in the Dust' [UK|US] provided a glimpse of the man, present at the 9/11 atrocity in New York. Had she listened to his sermon, or dug a little below her prejudice, maybe she would have spoken with more insight instead of becoming a study for the same parable that Storkey relates:
The sermon was a parable of our culture and spoke with ironic accuracy into that television studio. For nearly two hours, we had watched the enthronement of an archbishop in all its colourful splendour. But who had listened? We had seen everything: images on screens, heard instant opinions but grasped nothing. The words which could have been heard were profound, arresting, challenging, drawing us to the heart of God through scripture, sermon, and song. They urged us to find out who we are and how we might change ourselves and our world.
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