Yes, I’ve been a little remiss with the links lately. Who knew summer holidays, swimming lessons, stationery shopping and work (plus the usual busy-ness) would keep me run off my feet these last several weeks? Well, everyone, probably, but it still always comes as a surprise to me that there are not enough hours in the day.
We’re expecting a warm day today–not as warm as Perth, but still summery–and I hope to be able to pick the last of the boysenberries and pretend to get organised for another school week (but no doubt I’ll end up working and/or reading a book and patting the cat. Possibly taking the dog for a walk. Maybe eating some cake…)
Before First Offspring was born, I read. A lot. All about babies. Having sat many an exam, I guess I treated the pregnancy and impending child-rearing like a test, and studied accordingly. I learnt about all different parenting techniques, and weighed up the pros and cons of routines, attachment, co-sleeping, vaccinations… really, everything. And one of the philosophies was that the word ‘no’ was an unhelpful word, to be avoided, if possible.
Today I thought I’d offer a throwback to 2013, since the post in question is relevant, given recent events. It’s interesting that this debate has been going on for years, but is only now getting such huge press.
I also think, while it’s important to question what flags we want to represent us, and what flags we allow to be flown, that we still ask the deeper questions about what motivates people to want to fly such symbols. Simply taking down the flag does not remove the sentiments behind it. Removing the Confederate flag from state buildings is a small step. Just because we can no longer see that flag, doesn’t mean the issues of entrenched and institutionalised racism and prejudice, which have been associated with it, simply disappear. And we should be wary, as this post points out, of assuming that we are all guiltless of the same, when it comes to what our own flags represent.
‘Do you think the Confederate flag is a symbol of hate?’ the Handsome Sidekick asked me as I was slouched on the couch, reading.
I thought about that for a moment.
‘Well… it was the flag of the South, during the Civil War, right? So I guess there is that aspect, with the slavery. I can see how people would be upset about it being flown. But… flags, you know? I mean, who decides which flag should be flown?’
It turns out, as we did a bit of reading about the Confederate flag and the evolution of the present American flag, that there were a lot more flags and banners around, at the time, than we realised. It raised the question of which flags are considered acceptable, and what a powerful symbol they are.
I can’t imagine anyone flying a flag emblazoned with a swastika without wanting…
Finally, I decided to give up on my alliterative titles for the links. Rather than a disappointment for you, I’m sure it will come as a relief!
Yesterday I caught up with some friends in Germany via Skype. It struck me just how great it can be to get in touch with people you’ve known for a long time. We’ve emailed and written over the last twenty years or so, and it’s very cool to think about where we’ve come from, since meeting in our late teens, to now, when we’re sitting their with babies on our laps, talking about work and life in general. It also confirmed how much I really need to practise my German!
This morning, though, I’ll be baking some biscuits (cookies) and trying to get some washing dry before the apparent thunderstorm which will arrive this afternoon. Right now it’s blue skies and sunshine, so I’m not sure what to expect.
I’m cheating a little, by using ‘Easter’ in my title, so that I can use another ‘E’ word. In fact, this post has nothing to do with Easter, other than it’s on Easter Sunday. So far I’m limiting everyone’s chocolate but they’ve probably already had more this morning than they usually have in a week, and combined with too little sleep, we’re up for an interesting day. By interesting, I mean a few meltdowns and tantrums. I also (somewhat unwisely?) chose this weekend to begin toilet training in earnest with Fourth Offspring. What was I thinking?!
It’s a bit overcast here on the south coast today, and something I ingested yesterday (not sure if it was food or germs) has me feeling a little off today, so the combination of the weather and being under the weather is a good excuse to take things easy. I’m having afternoon tea with my mum and Second Offspring at a cafe later, which should be fun.
Hope your weekend has been restful, and that you enjoy this week’s links.
At some point, I am going to run out of alliterative titles for the Sunday posts. I wonder how long that will take…
We’re off to the park this morning, as we won’t really be able to get out that much next weekend due to The Invasion (I heard the Prime Minister is coming! Be still, my heart!) so without further ado, I’ll leave you with some links for your Sunday reading pleasure.
Over the next week or so, the area where I live will be under invasion. Thousands of people, descending… to spend the weekend. (And after a few days here, most of them will go away again, so I’m sure it will be fairly painless).
The visitors are coming from all over the country (and possibly the world, I suppose) to commemorate the first troops who left Australia by ship, to fight in World War I. They were headed, after training, to Gallipoli, Turkey.
This week, it’s all about Australia, for some reason. Hope you enjoy the links–meanwhile, on the south coast of Western Australia, it’s CHILLY and we’re eating pumpkin scones straight out of the oven, with butter on them. YUM.
path: ethic is taking a break this week as I just finished the first draft of my novel on Friday and am completely wiped out.
However, all is not lost! Below are some links to some interesting or thought-provoking pieces from other people. I’m intending to have this as a regular feature, so stay tuned for more weekend updates.