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weirdowithaquill · 5 months

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Flying Scotsman in 2004 - A Comedy of Errors and Owners:

Ok - so this is something I've been sitting on for a while now, but I feel like with 'The World Famous Engine' now being uploaded to Ao3, now is the right time to cover this rather insane topic. See, we all know the story of Flying Scotsman and the NRM: the NRM bought the engine for the nation, and then sent it into the Works for 1 years' worth of work in 2006... One year of work that ended up spiralling into ten years and £4.2 million.

But behind that story is a rather more shocking story, and one that really needs more recognition to help people understand just how absolutely shockingly Flying Scotsman had been treated before that overhaul.

Sir William McAlpine:

Our story most likely begins under Alan Peglar, but I have a rather sneaking suspicion it actually gets interesting under McAlpine. Sir William McAlpine bought 4472 Flying Scotsman in 1972 to save the engine after Alan Peglar went bankrupt in San Francisco, leaving the engine on a US Military Base.

He brought Scotsman and had the engine restored at Derby Works in England, and then successfully owned and ran the engine for another 23 years, making him the longest-lasting and most successful of all Scotsman's owners.

Pretty good achievement!

But, during this era, Flying Scotsman visited Australia, broke the record for the longest non-stop run by a steam locomotive, pulled the Royal Train, ran on a multitude of heritage railways and mainline excursions, got an overhaul three times - including one at Barrow-in-Furness (story idea, anyone?). This is not where the worst of the issues arose from, but it does give you a good idea of the kind of work this engine was being tasked with.

And then in 1995, it was involved in an accident at Llangollen Railway. When put back into steam, smoke emerged from a crack separating the boiler and the front cab. It was deemed a total failure and immediately withdrawn from service immediately - and that's what did McAlpine in. He sold the engine off to cover some debts, and Tony Marchington

What do I think went wrong here? I have a feeling that Scotsman was run pretty haggard in Australia (which, fair - it's not always a very nice country to machines) and when refitted to his BR livery, several... shortcuts were made to get the engine back in service. All the same, this isn't where the trouble came from.

Tony Marchington:

And here's where things went south. Fast. Flying Scotsman was bought, went through a three-year long overhaul worth £1 million and then was set to work. Thing is, that overhaul had a number of red flags surrounding it - perhaps most notable being the fitting of an A4 boiler working at 250psi. Now, for those unaware - the original A1 class ran at 180psi, and the upgraded A3 class ran at 225psi. The engine was being run at a pressure it was extremely unfit to operate with.

It would be a bit like fitting a massive V12 motor to a Honda Accord. Yes, the car will move extremely fast and look impressive and move for a while, but every other piece of that car will deteriorate rapidly due to the pressure it's all under. Now transfer that to a steam locomotive - one where to reach that pressure, the firebox is under a lot of strain.

Flying Scotsman failed a lot during the Marchington era, and it's not surprising why. The poor engine was literally falling to pieces - as one NRM staffmember noted: "On our first inspection, the rear drivers had been removed to deal with bearing problems. The visiting NRM team was most unimpressed with the quality of work being done on the bearings. Other examples of poor workmanship (of which I cannot remember the detail) were evident on inspection.”

Please note, the bearings and valves had all recently been replaced.

Also note, Tony Marchington was under pressure from the shareholders of Flying Scotsman PLC - a company he set up - to make money, and so many of the fitters working on the engine may have been given far, far too many constraints in time and budget to properly overhaul the engine, in essence needing to just 'do the bare minimum to get it back in service'...

And this is the condition the NRM bought 4472 Flying Scotsman in.

The National Railway Museum:

All of the above is an indication of the condition that Flying Scotsman was in when bought in 2004 - but that only tells about half of the story. The other half is a bunch of issues surrounding the purchase, certification and understanding of just how bad things were. And make no mistake, the NRM is not blameless in this circus - it just managed to inherit a bad situation and then fumble with it until they sat down and figured out what had happened.

Let's take a moment to look at the AEAT report that the NRM got, then compare it to reality:

The AEAT report stated that:

"Whilst it was not possible to complete a thorough examination of the locomotive, or to witness it in steam, the condition of the locomotive has been monitored regularly as part of the VAB audit process. Taking this into consideration, it is considered that the general mechanical condition is satisfactory for continued operation, subject to effective maintenance, until the next General Overhaul in 2006. The scope of mechanical overhaul is not anticipated to be extensive but will involve strip down of the motion and axleboxes to gauge wear and remedial action. The cylinders all require re-lining and boring to nominal diameter."

The reality of the condition of the engine was far from this rather rosy portrayal given by AEAT. For starters, the engine was not properly examined, and several areas of testing were 'not possibly to be checked adequately' for a variety of reasons, including:

the locomotive was being prepared for a test run

equipment failure

4472 Flying Scotsman not being in steam

Anyone notice something off? Why exactly can the company not see how the engine is when in steam if the engine is being prepared for a test run?

Furthermore, AEAT had been the VAB (Vehicle Acceptance Body) for Flying Scotsman for 14 years by this point and finding a huge number of faults at this point very much would have raised questions about their work. More probably, the company had grown accustomed to the engine working, and simply assumed everything was satisfactory unless demonstratable to the contrary. Like the NRM admitted:

"[T]he previous owner’s VAB may not have been the best choice of inspector."

Thing is, AEAT included pictures in their report, but most of these were of the air brake compressor, locomotive air brake, tender air brake cylinders, TPWS antenna selection switch and the TPWS antenna mounting arrangements, which while critical to obtaining permission to operate on Network Rail, don't say much about the actual condition of the engine. And the photos that were of the actual mechanical parts of the engine were... telling.

The Stay Nuts in the firebox are rusting, melting and missing. And that wasn't the only major issue with the engine - several of which were extremely dangerous:

the Robinson superheater header doors had been seal welded;

other inspection doors had also been seal welded;

Repairs to defective studs on the superheater header were needed;

the smokebox door locking mechanism was broken;

the firebox stays needed caulking;

the boiler mountings and pipework in the cab was considered dangerous;

the air brake reservoirs were overdue re-certification;

two tender springs needed replacing;

Re-metalling one crosshead was needed, which resulted in having to remove the bogie, and led to the discovery that the piston rods were incorrectly fitted to the crossheads and required extensive repairs in order to make them fit properly;

Removal of the 'belly' access door in the bottom of the boiler barrel in order to remove a build-up of some 6 inches of sludge;

one of the tender wheel tyres was flat;

the air pump needed repairs;

the vital axlebox oil pads which were long overdue for replacement;

the tender handbrake just didn't work and needed repairs;

121 boiler tubes needed replacement (2004);

the boiler itself needed replacement (2006);

Foundation ring heavily corroded and cracked;

a large number of latent fractures throughout the whole of the locomotive's frame assembly;

the valves and bearings were faulty or broken;

there was a serious crack in the right-hand cylinder;

the entire firebox itself was in desperate need of replacement;

the boiler washout plugs had been fitted with domestic gas plugs;

the wheels are all in need of re-turning;

the frame hornblocks are all cracked;

one of the driving wheels was bent;

the frame stretchers were all cracked and beyond repair;

The centre-cylinder motion bracket also had cracks;

The frames were wrongly aligned;

And the frame's horn ties were scrap, and needed to be remade.

That is thirty separate issues that the NRM discovered between 2004 and 2012 restoring the Flying Scotsman. The Flying Scotsman needed such a complete overhaul to be restored that some people argued that it would cheaper to just build an entirely new engine.

A completely new version of this engine:

And remember, AEAT certified this engine to run on the mainline. The Flying Scotsman had turned into a literal moving death trap under its various owners, and I am not surprised it cost the NRM £4.2 million to rebuild Flying Scotsman.

In summary, 4472 Flying Scotsman was about as sick as an engine could get when it arrived at the NRM. The amount of work required to fix the poor engine was extensive - and some may argue unjustified. Personally, I disagree. Yes, Flying Scotsman cost a ridiculous amount of money to save and rebuild - but this is not an engine who would ever accept living on a plinth in a museum. This is an engine with a fascinating history filled with trials, tribulations and triumphs; and in my opinion the Flying Scotsman's place is on the mainline. Will there be a day when the old engine has to be withdrawn and placed in the NRM? Probably - it's the oldest mainline certified engine in the UK already, and it's not getting any younger. But by that same token, Flying Scotsman went through a massive, extensive overhaul to ensure that generations to come could see the majestic A3 doing what it always did best, and there's something truly inspiring about that.

A big thank you to the NRM for saving Flying Scotsman, and an even bigger 'what the hell?' to the people who almost destroyed it by being careless.

The pictures used in this post do not belong to me. All pictures belong to their owners. If you wish to read the NRM Flying Scotsman report yourself, this is the URL, and a hyperlink to its archived form on the Wayback Machine:

#weirdowithaquill #railways #real railway stuff #Flying Scotsman #4472 Flying Scotsman #NRM #The National Railway Museum #Flying Scotsman very nearly didn't get his happy ending #There was a lot wrong #this stuff is crazy #long reads #very long post #lner a3 #wayback machine

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i-have-funny-hat · 1 year

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And the one I’m sure you’ve been waiting patiently for, Flying Scotsman (ft tiny Scot)

#trains #railway #steam train #steam locomotive #diesel locomotive #NRM #National Railway Museum #flying scotsman

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anothaprimer · 2 months

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Point Prime

Point Prime is a religious denomination focused on the four points of the Prime cross- the people one is supported by, the people one supports, the physical world, and the spiritual world.

This denomination may involve prayer, divination, spells, symbolism, and community support, but only really requires a general following of the TOS, which focuses on safety, privacy, and kindness.

Things such as deadly violence/mass violence/violent extremism, rape, hate groups, and pedophilia are against the TOS, and as such Point Prime does not associate with the radqueer or fult communities. It is a neoreligion or new religious movement/NRM.

#neoreligion #new religious movement #nrm #dsmp #church prime #dream smp #religion #paganism #polytheism #dsmp fictive #dsmp fictionkin

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guerrerense · 8 months

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NRM Deltic por Nigel Por Flickr: 10th August 2023 and a rare appearance on the turntable for Deltic class D9002 Kings own Yorkshire light Infantry, or KOYLI as its known for short. There was a need for a short re shuffle in the museum which resulted in the Deltic being shown on the turntable

#Deltic #D9002 #KOYLI #nrm #national #railway #museum #york #green #turntable #flickr

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joezworld · 2 years

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Okay, I know the engines aren’t too versed in popular culture and probably wouldn’t care, but I realized this and think it could be fun.

In Harry Potter, the Hogwarts Express leaves from King’s Cross, the London LNER station.

For the films, they picked a GWR engine to portray the Hogwarts Express engine, which leaves from aforementioned LNER station.

I’m not sure what Gordon would think, but some part of me thinks he’d be horribly offended (and not quiet) at the fact that they chose a GWR engine to SULLEN the GRAND rails of King’s Cross.

Gordon is... more mature than that, at least now.

("No he isn't!" Chorused every engine within earshot.)

All right, he's at least more understanding than he was before.

That being said, the relationship some of the engines have with the Harry Potter franchise is... strained.

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2003

"That is it!" James bellowed angrily as he steamed back into the shed one afternoon. "I am no longer doing anything for the television unless someone tells me what I'm supposed to be doing first!"

Disbelieving noises filled the shed, which just made James angrier.

"Come now, James," Duck said, trying to be mature. "It surely wasn't that bad - they shut down a whole platform for it!"

"A bunch of nonsense," Gordon grumbled quietly. "The express had to leave from the goods platforms."

"Oh it was nonsense!" James wheeshed, still irate. "I looked a fool out there, and now there's photographic evidence! I shan't do that again!"

"Och," Scoffed Douglas. "Like ye need any moar help to be a yon fool in public! What even was it this time?"

"It's those children's books, Hairy Pots or whatever it's called." The red engine seethed. "They have a magical engine in it, and just because he's red, they think that I could be a "stand-in" for him!"

The other engines looked at each other. They suddenly had an inkling of why James was so upset.

"Well," Said Duck cheekily. "It is a shame that you cannot rely on your star-power anymore."

"Poor thing," Gordon chimed in. "Being reduced to a stand-in."

"What's this?" Henry steamed in from the station. "Are we replacing James now?"

James looked like he was about to burst a tube, and the other engines laughed as his face turned purple. "It's not that, you laughing hyenas!" He howled. "The dratted engine doesn't even look anything like me! He's a darker shade of red and everyone should know it, but nooooo, they're going to say to my face that "you look enough like him!", and just keep going like that's an acceptable thing to say to me!"

At this point he was going about as red as his paint. "No more! not again! I'm a very special engine with very unique paint, and I will not be told that I look like someone else! I'm not doing more of that ever again!"

In James' mind, this was probably a very cathartic and righteous stating of his grievances; it would soon be followed by the concern and sympathy of his friends, many of whom he'd known for almost a century.

But outside of James' mind, in reality, this was the funniest thing that anyone had heard in weeks, and the other engines laughed until their faces hurt.

James still doesn't like the Harry Potter series to this day.

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2009

"You know," Olton Hall said to Gordon. "I am very surprised that you've taken the movies so well."

Gordon's brows furrowed. "Whatever do you mean?"

Olton's eyes rolled. "Oh, that I'm Great Western, but I went to Kings Cross to film the movies. Some LNER engines haven't taken that well."

"Let me guess, Mallard?"

"You know him well."

"Unfortunately." Gordon rolled his eyes, but kept his voice low. The two engines had been parked out in front of the National Railway Museum, but with the doors to the Great Hall flung open, sounds could travel. "But to your point, it really doesn't offend me. I've been NWR longer than I was LNER, and - no offense intended - but the Great Western doesn't exist anymore. Saying that a "GWR interloper" was in "my station" doesn't particularly apply anymore."

"That's... astonishingly reasonable." Olton sounded like he'd been expecting an argument, and Gordon made a mental note to castigate the likely suspects, for what little good that might do. "I hadn't thought of it that way, really."

"Yes well, sometimes we miss the obvious in favor of petty squabbles."

"Too right."

"Besides, in the movie you are... forgive me if I don't have it entirely correct, a magic locomotive hidden from the world by fairies? I don't think that your magical platform being at King's Cross is going to be the most ridiculous part of that film!"

"No, it's not, by a long shot!" Olton laughed. "Although I'm hidden from the world by wizards, not fairies." He paused for a minute. "Have you seen the films?"

"Unfortunately no," Gordon admitted. "I'm much too busy working, and when the drivers insist on having a "movie night", the films are to their taste, not ours."

The drivers took an almost perverse pleasure in watching some of the worst train-oriented movies anyone had ever seen. Gordon wasn't sure what had happened to the tape for The Cassandra Crossing, but he was almost certain that it had ended up in someone's firebox.

Olton was shocked. "Well! We need to fix that!"

Gordon didn't like the look in the younger engine's eyes...

Later

The museum staff set up a giant screen and a projector, and many of the engines were wheeled out to see the film. Olton was learning, much to his dismay, that very few engines had seen the film, and was most insistent that everyone get a chance to watch.

Naturally, Gordon ended up with Mallard on one side, Olton on the other, and King's Own Yorkshire Light Infantry on a diverging track between him and Mallard. Nobody was particularly happy with this arrangement, but years of ingrained Express Passenger Etiquette meant that none of the east coast locomotives were willing to talk during a film, even one as ridiculous as this one.

"oh, this next bit is where I come in!" Olton (And Evening Star, on the other side of him) had been built in the west country, and therefore had no manners were not only willing to talk during a film, but were also totally immune to the trio of death stares they were getting from the easterners.

The scene momentarily changed to show the outside of King's Cross station, and immediately problems began to occur.

"That is not King's Cross!" Mallard hissed unconsciously.

A stifled laugh from an engine in the back was followed up by a muffled "Isn' tha' St. Pancras?", to which 'Yorkshire' growled dangerously.

Then the young ragamuffin that this film was ostensibly about was handed a ticket... for platform nine and three quarters.

"There is no such thing!" Mallard and Yorkshire snapped as one, in tune with the boy on the screen. Judging from the giggles and growls from the other engines, most of the other LNER engines and rolling stock had said the same.

"It's a magical platform!" Gordon sniffed. "Don't get too- what?!"

The scene had changed once again, and the young boy was pushing his cart down the platform between tracks nine and ten, except...

"There is not a platform there!" Mallard bellowed, propriety forgotten.

"What is that?" Yorkshire squinted angrily at the screen. "Is that... is that platform five?! Olton! Is this movie so daft that they expect us to believe that nine and three quarters comes between four and five?!"

"Oh it's better than that!" Called a voice from the back that was either Scotsman or Green Arrow. "Look, they renumbered the platforms!"

The signs were indeed changed on the platforms, and a new round of aggrieved mumbling started.

"It's just a movie!" Olton retorted, suddenly regretting his decisions. "The author forgot what the station layout was!"

That was the wrong thing to say. "SHE FORGOT?!" A dozen engines shouted, including Gordon.

Olton looked like he wanted to melt into the rails, and for a moment Gordon felt sympathetic, until the young boy stopped to ask for directions from a member of station staff. In the background of this scene was a coach from whatever franchise operator had run the ECML at the time - GNER, maybe - and it featured in small but clearly visible letters "Route of The Flying Scotsman."

"Oh joy," Mallard called. "Look at what we've been reduced to! A forgotten station layout, wrong platforms, and a slogan on a coach!"

The other engines were of a similar mind, and even Gordon was finding himself in agreement, to the point where he completely ignored why the small hairy child was running headlong into a brick wall, until...

"Oh no..." Olton said in a small voice.

The child ran through the wall into the magical platform. The camera stayed on him for a moment, before swinging around to reveal a striking and powerful image of...

...a GWR Hall class locomotive sitting inside of King's Cross station.

The NRM erupted into shouting.

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Many months later

"So Gordon," Henry asked one day. "You never did say how that railtour to York went. Did anything interesting occur?"

"I discovered that I do not like the Harry Potter movies." Gordon said, after a long and poignant silence.

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thewitchfarhan · 5 months

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Aphroditê-Kamakshi - Devi of Love 🩷

In Kaênaastha, Aphroditê-Kamakshi is the Devi (Goddess) of Romantic Love, Sexual Love, Lust, Beauty, & more. She is personified as Bisexual Trans Woman of Color (traditionally Indian)

Similar to the story of Aphroditê in Greek mythos - Aphroditê-Kamakashi was born from the severed penis of Ouranos. The Kaênaasthan myth does have some key differences, but for all intents and purposes the stories are basically the same.

I wanted to honor the original Greek myth, and the inherent trans imagery that comes from a woman being created from a phallus. I also wanted to center queer love and trans identity in the mythology of Kaênaastha (almost all of the Kaênaasthan gods are sexually/romantically queer - and a handful of them are trans/enby/gender-fluid).

In most mythology, we have to draw parallels between the language we use today and how that correlates with the myths of the past. In Kaênaastha, I wanted there to be no need for drawing these parallels by making the queer aspects of The Devis not only obvious but stated in modern terms.

If you’d like to hear more about Kaênaastha check out the hashtag or send me an ask!

As it Was. As it Is. As it Shall Be

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#Kaênaasthan #Kaenaasthan #Kaênaastha #Kaenaastha #new religious movement #nrm #thewitchfarhan #Aphrodite #Aphroditê #Kamakshi #Aphrodite-Kamakshi #Aphroditê-Kamakshi #textpost #trans witch #trans pagan #trans helpol

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scrletoctangula · 1 year

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i just realized why I like goncharov joke so much

when you're in a cult you feel like every single mass media product or "content" as the evil ceos call it now /j is a mass joke

something you cat really understand or perceive properly. almost like eldritch horror yadda yadda.

I remember playing with an apples to apples Jr set and feeling ABSOLUTELY FUCKING BEWILDERED I was like "what is any of this, this isn't from my reality what the HELL is [I don't even know of any super generic TV show to list here]"

goncharov feels like an extension of that feeling, a chrysalis of that "I've heard of it but have never seen or perceived it"

if anyone here has links to academia or journalism in any capacity dm me, vice isn't accepting my biography pitch

[also now is the time I am revealing I have been in epilepsy pill withdrawal for the last 3 days]

#goncharov #ex cult #nrm #ex nrm #religon #psychology #religious trauma

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sitting-on-me-bum · 11 months

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Frozen Zombie by John Hallmén Via Flickr: Formica sp. Size: 5-6 mm I've shown these ants killed by a "mind-manipulating" parasitic fungus multiple times before in my stream but this shows one where the fungus has matured further. Stacked from 43 natural light exposures in Zerene Stacker. Shot as the morning sun was melting the ice crystals away (see below). Optics: Bellows mounted Carl Zeiss Luminar 63/4.5. View larger!

#insect #macro #ant #hymenoptera #formica #entomopathogenic fungus #Canon 5DmkII #Nikon PB-6 bellows #Carl Zeiss Luminar 63mm f4.5 #Natural light #Zerene stacker #nrm #flickr #john hallmen #photographer #nature

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yusratoth · 2 years

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To clarify: It's unfair to criticise me of "being too political" not because I'm not political, but because all religion is political, and especially a religion that begins and ends with an inquiry into the subject of sovereignty, as all religions and all systems of ritual magic do. The lack of comprehension around this issue demonstrates what a corner western, and particularly British, neopaganism has painted itself into; a religion is legitimate only insofar as it neuters itself and disavows its obligation to bring about the Kingdom of God. Shirking its responsibility in this way, it allows its "followers" to lose themselves in a narcotic-like haze of magic and whimsy as if their temple is their own personal Hogwarts fantasy (complete with stereotyping, racism, police state, slavery even if perhaps only aspirationally, etc) and not a war room for the contemplation of the world as-is; as if it's not a real sacrifice of time, blood, sweat, and tears for the sake of understanding the real world for the the country and the people. This allows people to go and unaccountably advocate whatever it is they feel like in God's name, ensuring that their religion remains a vector for political reaction forever.

It is an absurdity to on one hand proclaim that God is real and on the other that She is completely neutral and apathetic about how we live and the conditions we subject each other to, the attitudes we approach each other with, whether we protect and organise the vulnerable or downvote them on Uber for "microaggressions", whether we ever seek power or understanding over our society or whether we wallow in intentional ignorance during a virtually unprecedented global decline in living standards.

God is real, and She does care. To say otherwise is not paganism but atheism and nihilism; the exact kind of despair which some scholars of Arabic have credited the etymology of Iblis. There is no more depressing worldview and a religion like that has no purpose except to disorientate people and lead them into philosophical incuriosity.

God is real, and that information inescapably calls you to duty. It does not free you to degenerate intellectually, morally, physically, spiritually, as if some kind of reverse Bhakti Yoga for cartoon villains who greet each other by saying things like "bad morning, your horribleness"!

Fortunately for the world, a religion like that cannot survive once the world has been set aright; a world that I and better people than I have sworn many times to bring about through every means available.

Was Ibrahim sufficiently apolitical for you when he made a mockery of the religion of the Babylonians and was exiled for it? Was Moses sufficiently apolitical for you when he unified the Hebrews and led them from slavery? Was Muhammad, when he conquered Mecca in order to avert a bloody and destructive war of succession? Was John Dee apolitical when he proposed a British Empire based on overseas colonies and a strong navy? Was Gardner apolitical when he along with seventeen or so other witches -- some of whom sacrificed their lives for this -- forbade Hitler to cross the English Channel in Operation Cone of Power? Look me in the eyes and tell me you wouldn't say that Mary was being too political for claiming immaculate conception, especially when the baby got up and started preaching about Rome, taxes, and the eyes of needles.

In all of these cases, the fact that these figures had the power they had was a result of the social position they held. Ibrahim's birth to an early agrarian priesthood, Moses being brought up in the court of the Pharaoh, Muhammad's position as a tribal nobility, Dee's alliances with monarchies, Gardner's early life being spent in the colonies in Asia where he studied as an earnest student of the local priestly arts and authored excellent works of anthropology.

It is bad anthropology, bad science, and bad religion -- a religion of a level of pretension that the earliest scribes of all the earliest religions knew to avoid, not even one hard-won through experience of class analysis or anything, but everyone has always known that people would want to know what position Ibrahim, the Buddha, etc were speaking from from the earliest times, and what gave them the right to criticise what they criticised and what the intended ramifications of their proposed reforms were. Nobody until now has ever been confused why it should matter that the Buddha was a Shakya noble who gave up the courtly life to become an ascetic. Uninterrupted millennia of people have found that information worth preserving.

Certain British neopagans are alone in their intellectual incuriosity on this, on a massive, world-historical scale, and it is quite inappropriate for a religious milieu. At a time in global history when the state of politics is collapsing entirely, leading to mass suffering for everybody, being religiously unconcerned with that, or being lax and unscientific in your approach to it, is a religiously unforgivable dereliction of religious and moral duty

#neopaganism #paganism #filianism #deanism #religion #nrm #new religion

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