Hi, I’m Apple…
…and I’m Ginger.
And we were chatting to Whiskey Tango Foxtrot this week.
He had a bad dream the other night.
In his dream Whiskey Tango Foxtrot was watching a ‘Pointless’ Ian Brady Special.
In round 1 the contestants had to find the most pointless person Ian Brady killed.
In round 2 the contestants had to find the most pointless witness for the prosecution at the trial.
In round 3 the contestants were shown a map of Saddleworth Moor and had to fill in the blanks of where the bodies were buried and again, identify the most pointless.
In the final the contestants could either choose Famous Murders After the Abolition of the Death Penalty in Britain, Memorable Multi-murderers of the 20th Century, or Methods of Torture by the Catholic Church During the Spanish Inquisition.
They chose Methods of Torture by the Catholic Church During the Spanish Inquisition.
They thought they were sure to find a pointless answer because, as ‘Monty Python’s Flying Circus’ put it “No-one expects the Spanish Inquisition.”
They got a pointless answer, which was “the fluffy cushion with all the stuffing up one end.”
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot was telling us that what brought this bad dream on was the coverage of the death of Ian Brady.
He said that he was sickened by so many, including so-called men of God, calling him a “monster” and “looking forward to him burning in Hell.”
As a former soldier, Whiskey Tango Foxtrot knows all-too-well the necessity of leaving hatred behind and leaving matters after a death of someone like Ian Brady to a higher judge than mankind.
If a society calls a man a monster, even in that person’s death, they will only succeed in creating more man-made monsters.
It’s over 50 years since the Moors Murders and Whiskey Tango Foxtrot felt society has learnt nothing in those 50 years. He was a monster then, therefore, he remains a monster in death. Such reasoning in society is, indeed, pointless.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot told us he learnt a lot about the workings of bogs like Saddleworth Moor in the army. The land underneath shifts in a crescent over time. Therefore, he feels Ian Brady may well have identified the correct location in 1986, but the earth had moved. He had no other secret to reveal. It is likely the body will appear one day in years to come, after the earth cycle has completed itself. When that happens Whiskey Tango Foxtrot hopes people will see Ian Brady kept no secrets from no-one at the end. Only time can tell.
And Whiskey Tango Foxtrot wishes at least some so-called men of God could have shown Christian love and compassion and understanding the state of mind that drove Ian Brady to do what he did in life should not be a concern of mortals in death. Society must grow and move on.
The way Whiskey Tango Foxtrot spoke reminded us of the play ‘Brand’ by Henrik Ibsen in 1865, concerning a priest. There is a quote which says “It is our time, our generation, that is sick and must be cured. All you want to do is flirt and play and laugh.”
Food for thought for our time and our generation.
Also this week, Miserable Les told us of a couple who walked into the Silly Cow sideways, facing each other. One said to the other, “next time you use super glue, don’t give me a hug afterwards!”
And we’ll leave you this week with a little brain-teaser.
Where do people in Bedfordshire go up the little wooden hill to at night?
Answers on a postcard please to:
Multicoloured Swapshop
1600 Pensylvania Avenue
New Mexico.
Anyway, it’s time for us to go now, but we’ll be back again next week, when it’ll be the anniversary of D-Day and 2 days later it’ll be E-Day, with the British General Election. Be there!
Say goodnight to all the nice, thoughtful, compassionate people around the world.
O.K, goodnight folks. See you next Tuesday.
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