The Conservative government in the UK has yesterday cancelled the so-called “Dubs Amendment” where by they had agreed to take around 3,500 refugee children from camps in Europe. The picture above is of Lord Dubbs, former KinderTransport boy, refugee and Parliamentarian at an event I attended last year.
They have gone back on what they agreed last year and listening to the radio this morning, it seems that Amber Rudd the duplicitous Immigration Minister appeared to argue that black is white and the agreement isn’t an agreement.
I made a trip to the Jungle Refugee camp in Calais in order to see what it was like. It was totally disgusting, smelly, dirty and revolting. You can read my impression of the camp here. The camp was a total blot on humanity, a shaming, a retort to all our liberal values, the fact that the Tories have cancelled the agreement which pulls unaccompanied refugee children out of situations like this, shows their lack of humanity and their lack of basic decency.
Here is the video I made which gives only a short hint about what the camp was like and the conditions that refugee children had to live in and which the Dubs Amendment hoped to lift them out of.
If you still need convincing that refugee children who are without their parents and on their own in these camps deserve a better life in the UK, click on the picture below to see a wider set of photos which I took when I was there.
Or Or click on this photo to see another set of pictures.
If you are still not convinced, you are dead inside.
Another look at the pictures from my recent trip to the Imperial War Museum.
The place is full of the imagery of dictatorship and mass murder. The best images of failed dictatorships was a wall mural made from tiles (which probably shouldn’t be called a mural, but I digress) of Saddam Hussain. His burly visage stares out of a wall rifle in hand. It reminds the visitor of the man and how he wanted to be seen. Firm, martial a man of the people – utter tyrant.
Some of the imagery of dictatorships was a bit more ephemeral, the Nazi eagle from a building in Berlin. It is full of bullet holes and somehow vital and strong. Its very strange. The final images you might have already seen, those of Maggie. – I know that she wasn’t a dictator in the fullest sense of the word, but at the time those of us who lived through her reign weren’t so sure.
Had a day off yesterday, so went to the Imperial War Museum in South London. I thoroughly recommend the museum, but on turning a corner I came across Mrs Thatcher. I wasn’t expecting to see her and frankly the Spitting Image model of Britain’s first woman Prime Minister was a little shocking.
The model seems to capture that distinct flavour of distain and middle class haughtiness that she used to convey.
Go to the museum, enjoy the exhibits, be challenged by its presentation of war and disaster, but be warned, some of the things you will see are not for the faint hearted.
Here is the full set of pictures from our “photoshoot”. Click the picture to see all the shots.
The guns fell silent on the Somme Offensive in November 1918 and 100 years on the legacy of this pointless slaughter remains for everyone to see.
My photographic trip to the battlefield, yielded a number of powerful photographs from an experience that I can only really describe as disquieting. The idea, as described in my last post was to see a particular grave of a friend’s ancestor, but after visiting the grave, we decided to explore the battle field and travelled to the preserved trench lines of Beaumont-Hamel, which forms part of the monument to the soldiers of the Newfoundland Regiment that fought there. You can find more about the monument by clicking here.
At the monument you can walk through the Allied trench line to the German trench line and really get a true feeling of the closeness of the trenches and the utter madness of the way battles were fought in the Great War.
This photo shows so called Wellington Trench, which marked the absolute front line of the British and Imperial armies at one point in the Battle of the Somme. It is below a ridge and only 5 or 6 minutes walk from the corresponding trench of the Imperial German forces. It is an uphill walk to the German trench and would have been slaughter to attack. The Newfoundlanders attacked as ordered and more than 2/3rds of them were killed or wounded.
It is a peaceful place, which is not at peace with itself. I have visited the Verdun battlefield and like the Verdun site, you have the sense that every inch of the ground is blood soaked. Walking around the site there is the sense that the land is not at peace, this sense was reinforced by the sound of the crows cawing in the trees.
If you are in north eastern France, the site is worth a visit and my photographs are below: