<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872097555938033813</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:32:04.464-07:00</updated><category term='sceptical chronicles'/><category term='ian pollard'/><category term='abbey house gardens'/><title type='text'>The Sceptical Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>The reason/rational for this is that, from a personal point of view I have been fed so much bullshit, so much – don’t ask, don’t question, just accept what you’re told – that, being now in my 65th year, having a bit of a pig part at heart transplant inside me to keep me going, just about to be drilled out with a small (hopefully very small) food mixer paddle with a camera on the top, I do feel that I have earned the right to ask the question ‘what’s going on?’</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scepticalchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1872097555938033813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scepticalchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ian Pollard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334904194889834231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S7XuU0e3paI/Se2KdR4t9gI/AAAAAAAAABI/iwSKc3y-TQc/S220/Ian-%26-Barbara.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872097555938033813.post-7849320474946767369</id><published>2010-04-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:39:23.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ian pollard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abbey house gardens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sceptical chronicles'/><title type='text'>Change the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;The reason/rational for this is that, from a personal point of view I have been fed so much bullshit, so much – don’t ask, don’t question, just accept what you’re told – that, being now in my 65th year, having a bit of a pig part at heart transplant inside me to keep me going, just about to be drilled out with a small (hopefully very small) food mixer paddle with a camera on the top, I do feel that I have earned the right to ask the question ‘what’s going on?’. Stuff that might bore you to tears but anyway – my father was shot down and killed when my mother was 12 weeks pregnant – her husband (my father for those who think in terms of our c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S7XuU0e3paI/S7yYy_zvniI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yZEnBZpxMCE/s1600/spit+fire+v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 95px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S7XuU0e3paI/S7yYy_zvniI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yZEnBZpxMCE/s200/spit+fire+v2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457404850355543586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;urrent present attitude to relationships).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Him being an RAF reconnaissance pilot flying short winged Spitfires out of Benson in Oxfordshire UK.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mum told me he used to do victory rolls over where me mum lived on his way out to photograph Germany and the occupied territories but not for tourist/holiday snaps but to provide the data for the bomber squadrons – both British and American – to defeat the Hun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;My mother told me that, underneath, my father was a pacifist and so flying air reconnaissance Spitfire - which to enable them to fly at 40/45000 feet didn’t have any guns or protection whatsoever - was his way of dealing with the dilemma of wanting to ‘do his bit’ to do whatever he could but without having to be ‘up and at em’ as I am sure he had heard my maternal grandfather every drunken Christmas describe his experences in the trenches of the First World War and his (my grandfather’s) experience of a mustard gas attack and the reason/excuse for smoking Capstan full strength cigaretts the rest of his (lung cancer terminated) life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;By virtue/reason of the above, I one day told my mum that I thought my dad had been a hypocrite – she hit me good and hard (the one and only time and I deserved it) but my reasoning was that he was passing the buck – he knew why he was taking the aerial photographs, he knew why he had gone out to Florida USA for 12-18 months of blue sky high altitude flying training and it sure as hell wasn’t for travel brochures, it was to photograph the best targets for the UK/USA bomber squadrons to hit, be it military or civilian and to hopefully bring an end to the 3rd Reicht Hitler and everything he represented.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is strange for me, Ian, today that I feel I have more in common with present day Germans than many other groups/cultures in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="CY"&gt;So, some of you, no maybe most, or should I just say hello to the one reminaing person who’s stuck this far that you and me both, between us can CHANGE THE WORLD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1872097555938033813-7849320474946767369?l=scepticalchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scepticalchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7849320474946767369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scepticalchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/change-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1872097555938033813/posts/default/7849320474946767369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1872097555938033813/posts/default/7849320474946767369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scepticalchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/change-world.html' title='Change the world?'/><author><name>Ian Pollard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334904194889834231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S7XuU0e3paI/Se2KdR4t9gI/AAAAAAAAABI/iwSKc3y-TQc/S220/Ian-%26-Barbara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S7XuU0e3paI/S7yYy_zvniI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yZEnBZpxMCE/s72-c/spit+fire+v2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
