Baby P- the Police investigation is examined…

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Followers of this blog may remember earlier posts about the tragic case of Baby P, the Haringey toddler who was murdered despite the continuing involvement of Social Workers, Health Workers and Police.

Earlier posts are here, here and here.

As a social worker, I was concerned with the media feeding frenzy that surrounded this tragic case, and with the certainty that this would obscure the real issues.

Today, after what can only be described as a Witch Hunt against the leader of Children’s Services in Haringey, Sharon Shoesmith, the media gaze finally turned to the Police investigation.

Earlier, the police claimed to have warned social services of the danger, and said these were rejected by the social worker concerned. Story here.

Now a report lists systemic failure on the part of the Metropolitan Police in it’s investigation of the injuries sustained by Baby P 9 months prior to his eventual death. These failures are familiar to anyone working in complex organisations-

  • Time ‘drift’ and deadlines being missed
  • Staff moving on and not handing information over properly
  • A failure to chase up requested medical reports (Presumably the focus will switch to Health now.)
  • A specialist was appointed to review the evidence- but seemed to be forgotten about

Here’s the Guardian newspapers take on the story.

And from the BBC.

Perhaps the truth of the terrible loss of this child will start to emerge. Everyone failed.

Systems always will fail.

Good Friday rituals…

So, on this Good Friday, how are you going to remember the death of Jesus?

In the Philippines, there is an extreme ritual that has to be seen to be believed. For those with weak stomachs, I suggest you do not watch the following clip-

There are more photos of these bizarre rituals here.

Inflicting pain on yourself as a spiritual discipline seems to have a long Christian tradition. Often called mortification of the flesh, it has remained a strong Catholic practice. Taking this to the extreme, the Flagellants of the 13th Century became a popular movement- peaking around the time of the Black Death.

What motivates people to do damage to themselves in the name of God? Fervency? Desperation? Group psychosis? I suppose this is one of those things that can only really be commented on from the inside. I notice that the story of an Australian comedian’s participation in one such ceremony this year has made a splash- here.

What of us? Michaela is making hot cross buns. Not mortification, but fortification of the flesh you could say!

You might also like to try Jon Birch’s 12 Stations

Jon is one of the creative forces behind Proost. You can see more of his fantastic stuff on asbojesus

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Emily sails away to Norfolk…

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My girl Emily is off sailing in Norfolk with Bitternes afloat. Our friends Nick and Lindsay are skippers on the cruise, which is a yearly event. Em had a great time last year.

In the words of Arthur Ransome;

If NOT DUFFER WILL NOT DROWN, IF DUFFER, BETTER DROWNED…

Watching her disappear for the ferry and airport, I do not concur. She may or not be a duffer, but come home safe Emily…

On marriage…

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On the drive round to Inveraray yesterday, I stopped the car and climbed a gate to go and check out the Gypsy ring overlooking a rain and windswept Loch Fyne. I have mentioned this place before- a mythical, and slightly neglected place which is half covered by tarmac from the old road, and is protected by a flimsy wire fence from the substantial herd of Highland Cattle that roam the fields thereabouts.

What this place is all about is lost in folklore. But one person told me that this was the site of Gypsy wedding ceremonies. The place where the Romany people who used to live in some numbers hereabouts would make a commitment to one another.

I have tried to find out more about these traditions, but so far have failed to find much from a Scottish context- and certainly nothing about this Gypsy ring. however, there is a very interesting account of Romany wedding rituals here. Romany culture has been persecuted and battered into the margins of society, perhaps now more than ever in these so called enlightened times. It has flourished still however, and I hope it may long continue to do so. There is room for all in this wonderful humanity of ours…

I have often wondered about the use of this dramatic site- high over the Loch, with panoramic views over towards Kintyre. Exposed as it is to the constantly changing weather. There is a whiff of magic about the place.

It clearly still has meaning to some folk. There are always a few coins scattered onto the circle, seeking some kind of luck or superstitious blessing.

One of the more adventurous young calves is often to be seen inside the fence. I hope he or she has been careful about what intonations they mooed out, lest they found themselves accidentally married…

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I am a person who would describe himself as happily blessed through marriage.

For those who are on the outside of such a union, this is definitely not the same thing as living in blissful joyful togetherness all the time- although we have had our moments. But after almost 19 years together, I feel I have given it enough of a road test to be able to make a firm recommendation of the concept.

Marriage has been in the news lately. Check out this report from the BBC last month.

Or this one from last year.

To summarise- the statistics seem to show a decline in numbers of folk marrying, an increase in civil ceremonies as opposed to religious ones (up from 47% in 1990 to 67% in 1997), and people are getting married later in life for the first time.

Paradoxically, and perhaps related to economic concerns, the divorce rate is thought to be at it’s lowest for 26 years (See here.)

Does all this matter? To some, particularly Christian family groups, it is vital. These groups tend to see nuclear families as God-given building blocks, and to seek to defend this idealised way of living at all costs- campaigning against any aspect of government policy, or ‘alternative lifestyle’ that seems to challenge the centrality of marriage. I will not mention any names, but some of these groups scare me, and I feel I have more in common with the Romanies than them at times!

Is the nuclear family a Judeo-Christian thing that can be distilled from the Bible as the way to be? It has always puzzled me to hear people claim this. It seems clear that family structures were very different in the different cultures and contexts that can be inferred from Biblical stories.

Some random thoughts about marriage-

  • Marriage is a partnership of two people who bring all sorts of baggage with them. Some relationships are toxic and damaging to all that come into contact with them.
  • Many do not survive. My pull is towards the broken people- not because of their failure, but rather because that is where Jesus would be.
  • Social Policy based on idealistic moral stances is dangerous.
  • We live in a post-Christian country. Things are changing.
  • All the central institutions of society are under challenge and review.
  • Marriage may well mean different things to different people within this new context.

But despite this, I believe in marriage. But then, this is easy for me to say, because I am married to Michaela- so I had an advantage.

The fact remains that study after study shows that kids born into stable loving family environments with strong parental role models have won the whole life lottery, in terms of psychology, emotionality, education, health- just about about every other measure. You can strip these statistics back and dig into what exactly was helpful about these situations, and whether they might be available through other social constructs, but the value of traditional family structures at their best are simply undeniable.

As can be shown from the Romany marriage circle- this model is not restricted to Christian tradition. The nuclear family remains the main social unit in Communist China also.

Perhaps we are going through change. But I have a feeling that marriage is here to stay…

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Happy birthday Michaela!

Today is my lovely wife’s birthday. She is 41 years young.

And I love her.

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This is one of the few photos of the two of us together- taken in France last year.

Today we took a trip out for lunch in Strachur, then out to Inveraray, where we decided to be tourists for the day, and look around the Duke of Argyll’s Castle.

It was one of those horizontal rain kind of days, but in order to complete the tourist thing, Michaela decided to have an ice cream.

I am sure the hypothermia will pass…

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A time to heal…

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There is a time for all things under heaven…

Battle done
Heart still pounding
Hurt
Wounded
Damage felt
And also dealt

Some of the layers that make up who I am
Have been scraped back
Revealing the subcutaneous flesh
Naked and raw
And I am unclothed like a baby
Dignity destroyed
Decaying into depression
Like a spreading bruise
Punching into my stomach
Rotting into my brain

Lord Jesus
Find for me a small place
And let it be to me
Your hospital

Find me a dark place
Because at least for now
I can bear no light
Not even yours

There will come a time to come out again
To stand once more in the gap
Between hope
And possibility
Fighting my own demons
And those of others

But now
Is the time
To heal.

Graceless, Jesus-less, political Christianity- American TV style…

Alistair posted a link on his Facebook page of Pat Robertson calling for the assassination of the Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez

I remember being appalled at this at the time, but found whole new waves of indignation in watching it again. I do not know enough about Venezuela to comment on Chavez, who like most charismatic controversial leaders seems to attract as much hatred as he does adulation.

But Robertson had serious aspirations of being President of the USA. Imagine this man as the leader of the most powerful nation in the world. Imagine the easy moral compromises, fueled by twisted religious certainties and paranoia. Imagine the oppression that could well have come down in the name of Jesus.

And as you watch Robertson and his ilk, remember that in the mix are beautiful things- resounding invocations to love, serve and follow Jesus- whilst at the same time at the centre of it all- there is something rotten. Something evil even.

A Christianity sold out to politicical, financial and power hungry interests. Subservient to a narrow bigoted view of the American Way of Life. Allied to money and manipulation.

Sold out to the new Babylon.

Do I exaggerate? You decide.

Cartographers conspiring with Jesus?

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I have this thing about boundaries and borders.

They are such artificial things. They are constructs of history, of politics, of tribalism- both ancient and modern.

They seem to represent to worst of us- the attacking and defending, the in-outing, the asylum seeking and the last refuges of scoundrels.

They seem to me to be the visible manifestation of our o-so human characteristic of constructing walls to hide behind and throw stones from. We do it in the playground, and in our theology. We do it in our politics and over our suburban garden fences.

Safe behind these walls we construct, it is possible to make generalisations about the dwellers on the other side. It is likely that we will be skewed towards constructing a reality that is only partially based on fact, and serves to somehow strengthen the boundaries about us. If your failings are evident, mine submerge. If your history and culture can be caricatured and undermined, then ours will be all the stronger. If you are worth less, then what you have, I can take.

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There is a lot of discussion around at the moment about Britishness. Our (Scottish) prime minister has made it a central part of his message- perhaps (he says cynically) as a reaction to the rise of the Scottish National Party in his native land. Check out this programme on Radio 4, complete with interview with the Prime minister.

In this programme, there is a discussion about Scottish Nationalism. As an English/Irishman, living in Scotland, and trying to understand what it means to follow Jesus in this time and place, some of this debate troubles me.

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If you have an English accent, you can’t say this stuff- you have no right.

You are from the other side of the fence you see- the oppressive, domineering, 1966-boasting, Redcoat-wearing, clearance making, absentee landlord side…

Except, I am the son of an Irish man, the result of his brief marriage to the daughter of a miner. I grew up in a northern England ravaged by the end of industry- in the middle of a miners strike and about as far removed from the City of London as it was possible to get and still be rained on.

All my life, I have been outside fences- perhaps this is the legacy of a particular kind of childhood, or a particular kind of personality. There are a lot of us though.

Anyway- back to Scottish nationalism. A couple of years ago, I listened to Doug Gay’s talk at Greenbelt entitledtowerofbabel ‘Breaking up Britain- how to be a Christian Nationalist’. I really struggled with it at the time, but it was provocative and well presented, and gave me much food for thought.

Doug spoke about the Tower of Babel story- as evidence that God chose to bless us with nationhood and cultures…

And how God chose to engage with one holy nation called Israel…

But I rather thought the point of the Babel story was about mankind getting too big for it’s boots- and the whole Israel thing- well it did not end well did it?

I have a number of difficulties too about nationalism-

  • I am really struggling to think of anything positive about a strong nation state- even one positive example from history
  • Nationalists rarely make good neighbours
  • Nationalism always tends to need to define itself AGAINST the other
  • Nationalists tend towards simplified versions of history
  • They tend to demonise the other in order to unite masses behind a flag
  • If celebration of our shared and separate cultures demands that we denigrate others, then I am not interested
  • Jesus seemed to have other priorities
  • He seemed to be more interested in transcending boundaries, and working for peace and reconciliation and healing of wounds

So, for those of us who agree with Tom Stoppard’s suggestion that nationhood is perhaps just a ‘conspiracy of cartographers’- perhaps we can hope that there may yet be a new way to celebrate our nationhood…

I love my adopted country of Scotland. But let us seek to tear down borders, not find new ways to erect them.

Poverty and the emerging church…

So- are ’emerging churches’ and the people that use the label middle class and self absorbed with their own little slice of post modern spirituality?

Check out this discussion thread, in which Paule Ede, who lives and works in a tough part of Glasgow as part of an ‘Urban Expression‘ church plant. I think the discussion rapidly got a little heated, which is a shame as it seemed to be digging into something that is very important. I have a lot of respect for the things that Paul was saying, and for the challenge it ought to bring to those of us whose lives are led in a different direction.

Poverty is not romantic. It is rarely a choice, and always brings the aspiration of escape. It brutalises and robs people of health and opportunity. But the presence of such inequality in our world is as much as anything, our shame. It’s presence in our streets and cities is a sign of our failure.

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A consistent theme on this blog has been that of social justice. I have lived my life convinced that the call of Jesus is perhaps first and foremost towards the poor, broken and hungry. It pushed me towards a certain understanding of spirituality, and into a career in social work, and mental health work in particular.

But we can be creatures of contradiction and self congratulation in the face of contrary evidence. I live in a big house in a beautiful place. I have a fairly new car, and a well paid public sector job. Like most men I have a weakness for gadgets. I have accumulated lots of STUFF- most of which I do not really need. In short, I live a life like most of the other people in our affluent suburbs.

I discussed this with friends in my small ’emerging’ community the other day, and my thinking changed a little.
My own group is in Dunoon. Dunoon is a fairly affluent area, although has a significant underclass of folk who ended up here, almost washed up ‘doon the watter’ from the big city. We too have lots of difficulties- drugs, under age drinking. We also are a culture that has more than it’s fair share of loneliness, isolation and brokenness.

Last week we watched a Mike Frost DVD as part of a study we are doing around the book ‘Exiles’. Frost was thundering eloquently and movingly about the nature of our calling as Christians to get into ‘Dangerous criticism’ of the empire we are part of (Subordinate and secondary perhaps to our call to BLESS the empire where we can.) He spoke a lot about consumer driven over consumption, and the poor. Following on from the discussions on this blog, I began to shrink a little into the chair I sat in, in my big house, well heated and full of my friends.

But during the discussion that followed I looked around the room with tears in my eyes. Three of us have had serious mental health problems, two addictions, several have long term chronic illnesses, others carry other wounds. Some are on benefits, others are in work. Some will have a posh holiday this year, others will go camping when they can. But we have found a place of friendship and acceptance from which we are seeking means to bless others- particularly the poor.

Then there is the work and activity we do that is a direct result of the faith within us and the call of Jesus. I started to make a list of things that we are connected with-

One of us volunteers on the committee of a local addictions charity.

One runs the ‘time bank’
One supports volunteering opportunities and helps small community groups
One manages a charity that helps homeless young people
Two others work as life coaches and run stuff for young people
Another does suicide awareness training
Another is a counselor and has a particular interest in bereavement issues
Another is seeking to get allotments established to allow folk to grown their own food
Another has set a local charity to refurbish play equipment on the west bay
Another works in Greenock to help kids get some meaningful work experience
Another is a volunteer at a local old folks home
Another is a student who is studying addictions
Another is a reporter in the local paper, campaigning around justice issues

Does this get us ‘off the hook’ then?

Well, no.

I think the call of Jesus on our lives is always destabilising, always calling us out of comfort into the journey with him. As soon as we think we have it sorted- no matter how challenging the context, then we are destined to fall flat on our faces, or descend into mundanity. This is challenge for those of us in the emerging church as much as it is for any other church grouping.

And one of the ways that people who have lots of stuff are always going to be challenged is in relation to our comfort and wealth. We are challenged not because these things are bad, but because they can so easily be idolatrous and ensnaring.

So for those of us with big houses and cars- what use are we putting them to? How dependent are we on stuff in the chase for happiness and fulfillment- whether or not we have it, or just WANT it?

These are not easy questions, but Jesus knew that- remember the rich young ruler who Jesus ‘looked at with love’.

The emerging church, in it’s theologising and pontificating is indeed a middle class phenomenon. Perhaps it’s true test will be how it lives out the call of Jesus towards the poor.