In December, in my final swipe at 2003, in what passes or my version of a polemic, I posed the question that has been articulated by millions: why cannot the world�s resources be more equitably managed and distributed? I don�t suppose I did it a very elegant way, and unsurprisingly I failed to come up with any answers. In short, I felt as clueless, confused, powerless and downright stupid as Baldrick did when he asked why the Ostrich had to die in Sarajevo in 1914.

Now, stay with me on this�here�s a guy, George Monbiot who not only has thought deeply about the way the world and its governing systems operate, but who has been able to come up with what appear to be rational alternatives, and articulates them in a way which even this poor dunderhead, who was too frightened to enrol in Economics 101 can understand. To put it simply, if you don�t read any other book about politics in the next year, read this one. Heck, if you�ve never read one at all, go out and buy
The Age of Consent. Steal it, even. But not off me, please�
This book, manifesto, treatise- call it what you will, is utterly provocative, magnificent in its scope and is a revelatory joy to read. It asks us to look hard at notions that may pass through our minds in under-formed globules that never quite coalesce into a pattern of logical, well-ordered thought. At its centre, in my view, our views of that over-worked and misapplied idea of democracy need to be rethought- how democracy, as it has been applied in one state or a collection of states can oppress vast swathes of the globe. I suppose there is nothing really original in that, but where this book really scores is the scheme it offers to remedy the world�s inequality, and by implication, increase global security.

This isn�t going to go down terribly well with the American Republican Party, or the Democrats, or most of the world�s mainstream parties for that matter, but what Monbiot proposals include the establishment of a representative World Parliament; a reformed and empowered UN general Assembly with voting rights weighted to population, tied to the abolition of the veto-wielding membership of the Security Council; an International Fair Trade Organisation, which would be followed by the establishment of an International Clearing Union to balance world trade. Monbiot�s counter to the globalisation now encumbering and many would argue, wrecking the planet is breathtakingly simple:
globalise democracy.

Well, you may say he�s a dreamer, but he�s not the only one. Let�s all just take a few steps back and look at the world, and ask ourselves these eternal questions,
is this sustainable? What is going to happen to states and their populations  perpetually and ever-increasingly indebted? Just read the chapter on the truly scary IMF and the original hopes that the British negotiator prior to the founding of the organisation, one John Maynard Keynes had, and it�ll make you weep.

Monbiot is unafraid to state that his plan would entail severe changes in the developed world. We have to accept that- either we believe in democracy-  power of the people- or we do not, and yes, we should look forward to an �era in which humankind ceases to be bound by irrational loyalties of nationhood�. Am I, after all, being na�ve in accepting his analysis that developed states have, almost without exception, built up their wealth through centuries of protectionism before then allowing underdeveloped countries the same opportunity, in effect, queering the pitch in our favour?

The author admits that what is required before any of this happens, before any of the constitutionally unreformable  world institutions may be broken down and rebuilt, is a fundamental metaphysical mutation in the way people think. He even suggests a few ways in which this might be precipitated but rather like not revealing who did the murder in
the Mousetrap, I would urge you to read the book yourself to find them out, and let your pre-conceived notions be challenged.

I sometimes wonder why I did  a Politics degree, after all�

go to:
www.monbiot.com
A couple of other recent reads from the hours spent on the Tube to Ealing
The Hippopotamus- Stephen Fry

Umm...this one didn't really work for me, unlike his great autobiographical Moab is my Washpot or even the Liar. There was a chapter involving the healing of a horse that made me mentally retch, but I really ought to know better, I suppose.

The book also suffers from having two  Fry-esque characters characters populating it, one straight, one gay. I know some element of a Fry "character"  always pervades his work, but it was all too much. I think the poor man was just having a bad afternoon when he wrote this.   
I often wonder about the people I see on the Tube who seem to be content to pass over a significant portion of the world's curvature ( Walthamstow to Ealing is a long way) without reading anything at all. The other day I finished a book somewhere under Kings Cross St Pancras station and went into cold turkey all the way up the rest of the Victoria line. Admittedly there was an Evening Standard
lying about, but I wasn't that desparate.
Lennon-the Definitive Biography- Ray Coleman

Not being more of a particular Beatles  fan than anyone else, I guess the "definitive" label seems apt, but who am I to comment?

My favourite parts of the book revolved around Lennon's period as an art student(how I wish I could have been one hundredth as rebellious as him!), and his relationships with the indominatable Aunt Mimi  and the complex, often bewildering  Yoko. She didn't really get a fair press did she?    
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