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Whilst not certain when precisely it went kaput[**], it was sometime around Friday afternoon. Thus, if you have sent me any personal e-mail in the past three days, please know that I have not seen it. The problem is known and being sorted by people I trust, so I assume that it will return soon... and that the long delay was caused by the existence of a weekend.
In the interim, if you need to reach me, feel free to use LJ messages, call my phone, text a text, send smoke signals, or ping my professional e-mail at Imperial College.[*]
Yesterday morning, my darling![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bunnypip and I woke bright and early to head into the city centre for the Remembrance Sunday services. This is the third year that I have been to the service.
The service takes place at the war memorial, just outside of St. Giles Church. For one hour before the official start of the ceremony, our band rings the bells half-muffled. It is likely the largest audience that I ring to all year long; when I go up to the tower, there is hardly a soul in sight... but when I emerge, the street is packed!
Oxford celebrates Remembrance Sunday with a multi-faith ceremony. It is still couched within a Christian framework, but there are speakers representing the Jewish faith, the Muslim community, the Hindu path, and the Sikhs. There is also an effort made towards gender balance, as two of the four representatives were women. I believe that 2007 -- the first year that I attended -- was also the first time that this multi-faith approach was implemented.[***] At times, the Christian overtones that permeated the entire ceremony were vexing to me... but I tried to remember that having any multi-faith ceremony is progress. I would wager that most places in England delivered a Christian-only service.
As usual, I had mixed feelings about the service itself. Parts of it were very good, talking about the need for peace, condemning acts of violence, and honouring conscientious objectors. Other parts were much more militaristic and focused on honouring the fallen warriors. I see the two as quite at odds -- if you focus the grief on war, the underlying message is peace; if you focus the grief on the honour of dead soldiers, you pave the way to further wars.
In particular, I was struck by the sharply militaristic tone of the Sikh speaker. This just illuminates my own ignorance of the Sikh faith. Whereas the Hindu speaker said things like: "Let us pray together in a spirit of solidarity... that we all remain steadfast in our respective faiths to maintain principles of Satyagraha, non-violence, and peaceful protest; that peace may reign supreme on earth and that peace may abide with us always and forever", the Sikh's comments were more along the lines of: "We once again gather to remember the BRAVE Men and Women from all corners of the world and faiths that have fought in the numerous conflicts and battles. We give thanks for their BRAVERY, COMMITMENT, and LOVE. It takes a brave mother, father, wife OR husband to send their partners to the battlefield." I kept staring at the Sikh's forehead to see if he was actually a Klingon.
As one could expect, there was a highly militaristic presence at the service, with a march by various wings of the armed forces after the formal service had ended. This included some very young children marching in army uniforms. May as well get a head start and remember the fallen soldiers of twenty years hence now, whilst they are still living, eh?
Later in the day, I returned to St. Giles to do our usual Sunday evening service ringing. This was done, as always, with the bells unmuffled. I make a point of doing the evening ringing as well on Remembrance Sunday. In some way that I cannot well articulate, it feels appropriate to make the return to our usual, unmuffled, joyous ringing. This is how we ring nearly all the time, of course. It is the half-muffled ringing that is special. Nonetheless, the return from the mournful music of the muffled bells is important to me, and so I always participate.
I think I need to listen to a medley of anti-war music now.[****]
[*] In that order.
[**] That being, of course, a highly technical term!
[***] See what a good influence I am!
[****] Fortunately, I have plenty to choose from!
Whilst not certain when precisely it went kaput[**], it was sometime around Friday afternoon. Thus, if you have sent me any personal e-mail in the past three days, please know that I have not seen it. The problem is known and being sorted by people I trust, so I assume that it will return soon... and that the long delay was caused by the existence of a weekend.
In the interim, if you need to reach me, feel free to use LJ messages, call my phone, text a text, send smoke signals, or ping my professional e-mail at Imperial College.[*]
Yesterday morning, my darling
bunnypip and I woke bright and early to head into the city centre for the Remembrance Sunday services. This is the third year that I have been to the service. The service takes place at the war memorial, just outside of St. Giles Church. For one hour before the official start of the ceremony, our band rings the bells half-muffled. It is likely the largest audience that I ring to all year long; when I go up to the tower, there is hardly a soul in sight... but when I emerge, the street is packed!
Oxford celebrates Remembrance Sunday with a multi-faith ceremony. It is still couched within a Christian framework, but there are speakers representing the Jewish faith, the Muslim community, the Hindu path, and the Sikhs. There is also an effort made towards gender balance, as two of the four representatives were women. I believe that 2007 -- the first year that I attended -- was also the first time that this multi-faith approach was implemented.[***] At times, the Christian overtones that permeated the entire ceremony were vexing to me... but I tried to remember that having any multi-faith ceremony is progress. I would wager that most places in England delivered a Christian-only service.
As usual, I had mixed feelings about the service itself. Parts of it were very good, talking about the need for peace, condemning acts of violence, and honouring conscientious objectors. Other parts were much more militaristic and focused on honouring the fallen warriors. I see the two as quite at odds -- if you focus the grief on war, the underlying message is peace; if you focus the grief on the honour of dead soldiers, you pave the way to further wars.
In particular, I was struck by the sharply militaristic tone of the Sikh speaker. This just illuminates my own ignorance of the Sikh faith. Whereas the Hindu speaker said things like: "Let us pray together in a spirit of solidarity... that we all remain steadfast in our respective faiths to maintain principles of Satyagraha, non-violence, and peaceful protest; that peace may reign supreme on earth and that peace may abide with us always and forever", the Sikh's comments were more along the lines of: "We once again gather to remember the BRAVE Men and Women from all corners of the world and faiths that have fought in the numerous conflicts and battles. We give thanks for their BRAVERY, COMMITMENT, and LOVE. It takes a brave mother, father, wife OR husband to send their partners to the battlefield." I kept staring at the Sikh's forehead to see if he was actually a Klingon.
As one could expect, there was a highly militaristic presence at the service, with a march by various wings of the armed forces after the formal service had ended. This included some very young children marching in army uniforms. May as well get a head start and remember the fallen soldiers of twenty years hence now, whilst they are still living, eh?
Later in the day, I returned to St. Giles to do our usual Sunday evening service ringing. This was done, as always, with the bells unmuffled. I make a point of doing the evening ringing as well on Remembrance Sunday. In some way that I cannot well articulate, it feels appropriate to make the return to our usual, unmuffled, joyous ringing. This is how we ring nearly all the time, of course. It is the half-muffled ringing that is special. Nonetheless, the return from the mournful music of the muffled bells is important to me, and so I always participate.
I think I need to listen to a medley of anti-war music now.[****]
[*] In that order.
[**] That being, of course, a highly technical term!
[***] See what a good influence I am!
[****] Fortunately, I have plenty to choose from!
