Sunday, 28 February 2016
Sunday, 21 February 2016
EU Referendum
On 23 June 2016, voters in the United Kingdom will go to the polls to decide whether the country should continue to be a member of the European Union. The UK joined the EEC in 1973, and appears to have been a reluctant convert to the cause. Memories of Margaret Thatcher handbagging the Europeans into special deals for Britain remain from the 1980s, and David Cameron has now done much the same. Another deal to make remaining in the EU as palatable as possible for the home front.
My perspective is not a usual one, as (a) I am Dutch and (b) I am blogging this from the Outer Hebrides in Scotland. The Dutch were one of the founding members of the European Economic Community back in 1957 (the others being France, Germany, Italy, Belgium and Luxembourg). The object was to create a free-trade association with open borders and as little impediment to movement of goods and people as was practicable. Criticism of the EU centres on its colossal bureaucracy (centred on three cities which are actually quite far apart, Brussels, Luxembourg and Strasbourg) and creation of at times ridiculous rules. However, the EU has also been beneficial to areas like the Scottish islands, providing funding for (e.g.) infrastructure projects and enterprise. Another criticism is its sheer size. There are now 28 memberstates and a large number of different languages in which all the paperwork has to be translated (I did say bureaucracy). Whether the introduction of the Euro currency was such a success I very much doubt. You only have to look at Greece, which is in a state of economic collapse. As a memberstate of the EU, it has to bow to directives from the European Central Bank as to how to stave off total disaster. And the complaints are that Germany (as the largest and economically most powerful memberstate) is calling the shots.
EU membership has been a major source of divisions within particularly the Conservative party for decades. It brought down the premiership of Margaret Thatcher in November 1990, and it has bedeviled David Cameron since he came into office in May 2010. A No vote will not spell economic disaster for the UK. But it will remove a lot of the perks that the country has enjoyed in its dealings with other European nations, and I very much doubt that the EU will be prepared to give Britain yet another special deal after any No vote. In that instance, the UK will probably find itself in a similar position to Norway, as a member of the EEA (also comprising Iceland and Liechtenstein). The argument that the EU erodes the sovereignty of the UK does not ring true, to my mind. It is in fact disingenuous. When you join a club, you play by its rules. If you don't like the rules, you work to change them. It is for that reasons too that I feel that the United Kingdom should stay in the EU. But, I'm not eligible to vote. I am eligible to express my opinion, though.
My perspective is not a usual one, as (a) I am Dutch and (b) I am blogging this from the Outer Hebrides in Scotland. The Dutch were one of the founding members of the European Economic Community back in 1957 (the others being France, Germany, Italy, Belgium and Luxembourg). The object was to create a free-trade association with open borders and as little impediment to movement of goods and people as was practicable. Criticism of the EU centres on its colossal bureaucracy (centred on three cities which are actually quite far apart, Brussels, Luxembourg and Strasbourg) and creation of at times ridiculous rules. However, the EU has also been beneficial to areas like the Scottish islands, providing funding for (e.g.) infrastructure projects and enterprise. Another criticism is its sheer size. There are now 28 memberstates and a large number of different languages in which all the paperwork has to be translated (I did say bureaucracy). Whether the introduction of the Euro currency was such a success I very much doubt. You only have to look at Greece, which is in a state of economic collapse. As a memberstate of the EU, it has to bow to directives from the European Central Bank as to how to stave off total disaster. And the complaints are that Germany (as the largest and economically most powerful memberstate) is calling the shots.
EU membership has been a major source of divisions within particularly the Conservative party for decades. It brought down the premiership of Margaret Thatcher in November 1990, and it has bedeviled David Cameron since he came into office in May 2010. A No vote will not spell economic disaster for the UK. But it will remove a lot of the perks that the country has enjoyed in its dealings with other European nations, and I very much doubt that the EU will be prepared to give Britain yet another special deal after any No vote. In that instance, the UK will probably find itself in a similar position to Norway, as a member of the EEA (also comprising Iceland and Liechtenstein). The argument that the EU erodes the sovereignty of the UK does not ring true, to my mind. It is in fact disingenuous. When you join a club, you play by its rules. If you don't like the rules, you work to change them. It is for that reasons too that I feel that the United Kingdom should stay in the EU. But, I'm not eligible to vote. I am eligible to express my opinion, though.
Thursday, 18 February 2016
Mission statement
Originally drafted: April 2005, revised February 2016
I was amazed at the colours at sunset these past days. And at sunrise as well. Normally, I expect light to start to fail 25 minutes after sunset, but at this latitude this is extended to 40 minutes. I am not a native of the islands, but one of the reasons I have come here is the natural beauty. Whether it is in the images shown on Flickr, at a time of good weather - or in bad.
Being caught up in a thunder, hail, snow, sleet (and kitchensink) shower back in January 2005, whilst going down the Lochs Road at Leurbost, with the bus driver being forced to reduce speed to a crawl. No snow or ice at the next village, Keose.
The many rainbows in the spring, going down the Lochs road.
The joy at seeing the first green shoots, in April, out at Keose.
Hearing the first bleating of lambs in a pasture at Breascleit late in March. Walking the island in the bitter winds of February, and seeing the sad remains of the sheep that did not make it through the winter. Or the sheep that was knocked down at the Marybank cattlegrid in April '05, and was slowly decomposing in peace in the ditch that it was dumped in over a period of 6 months.
Seeing the days lengthen to an incredible extent, sunset at 22.30, with the light lingering to the nadir of the night at 01.30, then returning fully at 03.30. But also shortening of the days, with the daylight hours of 09.15 to 15.35 at Christmas.
The howling of the gales. Clattering of hail and thumping of the wind against the window at night - waking up in the middle of the night because there is no noise.
Watching the breathtaking coastal scenery at Filiscleitir, or the stunning mountain scenery from Rapaire, Teileasbhal, Mullach an Langa. Or beautiful Glen Langadale, where I'm forever fording that river under the frown of Stulabhal. The little mouse on the slopes of that mountain, the one that allowed me to stroke it.
The yellow grasses on the moors of South Lochs, finding your way in amongst a myriad of lochs, streams and bogs. Loch nan Eilean, south of Garyvard.
Place seems to have gotten under my skin.
I was amazed at the colours at sunset these past days. And at sunrise as well. Normally, I expect light to start to fail 25 minutes after sunset, but at this latitude this is extended to 40 minutes. I am not a native of the islands, but one of the reasons I have come here is the natural beauty. Whether it is in the images shown on Flickr, at a time of good weather - or in bad.
Being caught up in a thunder, hail, snow, sleet (and kitchensink) shower back in January 2005, whilst going down the Lochs Road at Leurbost, with the bus driver being forced to reduce speed to a crawl. No snow or ice at the next village, Keose.
The many rainbows in the spring, going down the Lochs road.
The joy at seeing the first green shoots, in April, out at Keose.
Hearing the first bleating of lambs in a pasture at Breascleit late in March. Walking the island in the bitter winds of February, and seeing the sad remains of the sheep that did not make it through the winter. Or the sheep that was knocked down at the Marybank cattlegrid in April '05, and was slowly decomposing in peace in the ditch that it was dumped in over a period of 6 months.
Seeing the days lengthen to an incredible extent, sunset at 22.30, with the light lingering to the nadir of the night at 01.30, then returning fully at 03.30. But also shortening of the days, with the daylight hours of 09.15 to 15.35 at Christmas.
The howling of the gales. Clattering of hail and thumping of the wind against the window at night - waking up in the middle of the night because there is no noise.
Watching the breathtaking coastal scenery at Filiscleitir, or the stunning mountain scenery from Rapaire, Teileasbhal, Mullach an Langa. Or beautiful Glen Langadale, where I'm forever fording that river under the frown of Stulabhal. The little mouse on the slopes of that mountain, the one that allowed me to stroke it.
The yellow grasses on the moors of South Lochs, finding your way in amongst a myriad of lochs, streams and bogs. Loch nan Eilean, south of Garyvard.
Place seems to have gotten under my skin.
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