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Unspoken Turns

I’ve always struggled with knowing when it is my turn to speak. I wrote about it six years ago in my post To speak or not to speak, that is the question. An event several weeks ago drove home to me quite forcefully that I still find the art of conversation elusive – very elusive. It was frustrating enough for me to want to write about it, but try as I may it didn’t convey the frustration that I felt. I enlisted the help of Copilot, but I still couldn’t get away from the article seeming like a ball-by-ball play of the situation instead of being about how I felt. After a lot of back and forth conversation, Copilot suggested a poem might be a better platform for expressing how I felt. So after an hour or so of collaboration, here’s the final result. Let me know in the comments how the poem resonates with you.


Unspoken Turns
In the crowded theatre of conversation,
I sit, a silent actor on life’s stage,
The script eluding my grasp,
As others pirouette through dialogue.

To speak or not to speak?
A riddle whispered by invisible muses,
Their laughter echoing in my ears,
As I fumble for cues, lost in the spotlight.

One-on-one, I stumble—
Words tripping over each other,
A clumsy waltz of syllables,
And the lead remains elusive.

But in the ensemble of many,
I am a fish out of water,
Caught in the undertow of turn-taking,
Gasping for air, seeking my moment.

To speak or not to speak?
A soliloquy etched upon my soul,
As I watch the choreography unfold,
Wondering when my cue will come.

ESP or supernatural whispers?
The others glide seamlessly,
Their voices weaving patterns,
While I unravel the threads of silence.

To speak or not to speak?
A silent plea to the cosmic director,
Who withholds the script,
Leaving me adrift in this conversational sea.

And so, I observe—seven decades and counting,
A detective of human interaction,
Yet the clues remain cryptic,
The secret handshake of discourse eluding me.

Next time you witness rudeness,
An untimely interruption,
Consider the hidden struggle,
The desperate quest to belong.

For we, the speechless wanderers,
Navigate your world with uncertainty,
Our turns unmarked, our cues obscured,
Yet yearning to dance in the spotlight.


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Being autistic in a neuronormative world

I am not a puzzle to be solved
I am not a problem to be fixed
I am not a disorder to be cured
But I am a person to be understood

You study me like a specimen
You test me like a machine
You observe me like a stranger
But you never talk to me

You think you know what's best for me
You think you can speak for me
You think you can change me
But you never listen to me

You ignore my voice and my choice
You dismiss my feelings and my needs
You devalue my identity and my dignity
And you never respect me

I am not your research subject
I am not your charity case
I am not your burden
But I am your equal

I have a voice and a vision
I have a passion and a purpose
I have a life and a story
And I want to share them with you


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The History of Monopoly: From Protest to Profit

Monopoly is one of the most popular and iconic board games in the world, with millions of copies sold in over 100 countries and 37 languages. Of the many games to be found in the resources for children and young adults in our local Friends Meeting House, Monopoly is conspicuously absent. The goal of becoming the sole land owner by bankrupting the other players really isn’t in the cooperative spirit that Quakers like to cultivate.

But did you know that the game has a hidden history of social activism, controversy, and innovation? In this article, written with the assistance of Copilot, we will explore how Monopoly evolved from a tool to teach about economic inequality to a symbol of capitalist success, and how some people are trying to reclaim its original spirit by creating alternative versions of the game.

The Landlord’s Game: A Critique of Monopoly

The origins of Monopoly can be traced back to 1903, when a woman named Lizzie Magie created a game called The Landlord’s Game. Magie was a follower of Henry George, a 19th-century economist who advocated for a single tax on land to prevent the concentration of wealth and power in the hands of a few landlords. Magie designed the game to illustrate the negative effects of monopolies and to promote the idea of a more equitable society.

The Landlord’s Game had two sets of rules: one that followed the conventional system of property ownership and rent collection, and another that encouraged cooperation and shared prosperity. In the first set of rules, players competed to buy properties, charge rents, and drive their opponents to bankruptcy. In the second set of rules, players worked together to create a common fund that paid for public services and utilities, and shared the income from the properties. The game also included a “Prosperity” rule that ended the game when the total wealth of the players reached a certain level, and declared everyone a winner.

Magie patented her game in 1904 and self-published it in 1906. She also tried to sell it to several publishers, but they rejected it because they thought it was too political and complex. However, the game gained popularity among progressive groups, such as college students, Quakers, and socialists, who used it as a way to educate and organise people around the issues of economic justice and reform. The game also inspired several variations and adaptations, such as the Anti-Monopoly Game, the Suffragette Game, and the Georgist Game.

Monopoly: A Story of Plagiarism and Profit

The game that we know today as Monopoly was not invented by a single person, but by a series of people who modified and improved the original Landlord’s Game over the years. One of the most influential figures in this process was Charles Darrow, a salesman from Pennsylvania who learned the game from his friends in the 1930s. Darrow made some changes to the game, such as adding the names of Atlantic City streets, the railroad stations, and the utilities, and drawing a colourful board with illustrations. He also simplified the rules and eliminated the cooperative option, making the game more competitive and exciting.

Darrow began to sell his version of the game by hand, and soon attracted the attention of Parker Brothers, a major game company. Parker Brothers bought the rights to the game from Darrow in 1935, and launched a massive marketing campaign that made Monopoly a huge success. However, Parker Brothers also tried to erase the history of the game and its creator, by claiming that Darrow was the sole inventor of Monopoly and by suing anyone who tried to produce or sell similar games. Parker Brothers also ignored the fact that Darrow had copied the game from others, and that Magie still held a patent for The Landlord’s Game.

Magie, who was still alive and active, was outraged by the plagiarism and the distortion of her game. She tried to challenge Parker Brothers and to expose the truth, but she was largely ignored and silenced by the media and the public. She sold her patent to Parker Brothers for a meagre sum of $500, and died in 1948, without receiving any recognition or royalties for her invention. Meanwhile, Darrow became a millionaire and a celebrity, and Monopoly became a global phenomenon and a cultural icon.

Co-opoly: A Return to the Roots

In recent years, some people have tried to revive the original spirit and message of The Landlord’s Game, by creating alternative versions of Monopoly that challenge the dominant narrative of capitalism and competition. One of these versions is Co-opoly, a cooperative board game that was developed by a group of game designers and activists in 2018. Co-opoly is a “conversion kit” that transforms Monopoly into a game where players work together to protest land assemblages and halt the construction of luxury condos. Players bring activists to the city via public transport, and drive them to locations where they can build housing co-ops consisting of tiny homes. The game ends when the players have successfully created a sustainable and inclusive community.

Co-opoly is not only a game, but also a statement and a movement. It is a way to reclaim the history and the potential of Monopoly, and to use it as a tool for social change and education. It is also a way to celebrate and promote the values and practices of cooperation, solidarity, and democracy, and to challenge the myths and realities of capitalism, inequality, and exploitation. Co-opoly is a reminder that Monopoly is not just a game, but a reflection and a representation of our society, and that we have the power and the responsibility to shape it according to our vision and our needs.


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Ethical absolutism vs ethical relativism?

Where do you stand? I’m sceptical that there there is any moral or ethical stance that is absolutely true regardless of time, place or circumstance. And yet there are some situations where I feel there is no other possible ethical/moral stance other than the one I hold can ever be acceptable. So I ask myself is this because this is a case of ethical absolutism or is it that my experiences as an autistic person living in a largely secular and liberal society conditions me to be blind to any other perspective. I really don’t know.

According to ethical absolutism, there are objective moral values and principles that are always valid and correct, regardless of time, place, circumstance or people. For example, some people may believe that lying is always wrong, no matter what the situation is. Ethical absolutism is often associated with religious views, as it implies that moral law is grounded in the very being of a deity or deities.

There seems to be one moral principle that humans universally hold to be intuitively valid and correct, and that is the “Golden Rule”: that we should treat others as we would want to be treated. This appears to be true across recorded history regardless of culture or religion, and some might reasonably claim that this is an example of ethical absolutism. But is it?

Personal experience tells me otherwise. I have little doubt that other autistics have had similar experiences. Often when I have treated others as I want to be treated, I find myself in hot water, with responses ranging from annoyance to anger to physical violence. Similarly when others treat me the way they want to be treated I find myself between a rock and a hard place. If I act honestly, I also find myself in hot water with responses no different to those I have just mentioned, and if I hide my true self then I quietly allow myself to be subjected to treatment that ranges from unpleasant to extremely painful. So regardless of whether I apply the Golden Rule, or others apply it to me, I tend to suffer.

So I now apply my own golden rule: treat others how you believe they want to be treated, and if unsure ask. It’s one that I’m beginning to ask others to apply to me, although it’s taken me 70 years to learn how to ask. Of course there are some people who are offended by me asking – whether it’s asking how they would like to be treated or asking them to treat me how I like. But that’s another story for another day.

Getting back on topic: According to ethical relativism, there are no objective moral values or principles, but rather they are relative to some further instance, such as culture, society, individual, or situation. For example, some people may believe that lying is sometimes acceptable, depending on the context and the consequences. Ethical relativism is often associated with tolerance and diversity, as it acknowledges that different groups may have different moral standards.

It appears to me that both ethical absolutism and ethical relativism have some advantages and disadvantages (although I strongly favour relativism), and they raise many questions and challenges. Some of the issues that they deal with are:

  • How do we determine what is morally right or wrong?
  • How do we resolve moral conflicts or disagreements?
  • How do we account for moral diversity and change?
  • How do we justify our moral judgments and actions?
  • How do we balance our moral obligations and rights?

I’m not sure that these questions have easy answers, and perhaps they don’t have an answer even after careful reflection and dialogue. Some people may prefer one ethical perspective over another, while some may try to find a middle ground or a compromise. What I can say is that some of my ethical views have changed over time in response to new experiences or information, while others have become more entrenched. How about you?


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Oh my dog, so many gifts to open

Sometimes, someone else’s misfortune is just too much of a funny opportunity to ignore.

Our daughter spent hours wrapping Christmas gifts for the whānau, but after a less than half hour absence from the house, all was undone. Zach took advantage of that time to open as many gifts as he could, possibly aided by Milo.


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Benefits of the New Zealand universal no-fault accident compensation scheme

This is a short essay on the benefits of the New Zealand universal no-fault accident compensation scheme created with the assistance of AI. Personally I would like to see the scheme extended to include all matters of health and disability as we currently have a two-tier system: those who suffer loss through illness or disease do not receive the same level of support as those who suffer loss through accident. But that’s another topic for another day.

New Zealand is one of the few countries in the world that has a universal no-fault accident compensation scheme, which covers all personal injuries caused by accidents, regardless of who is at fault. The scheme, which is administered by the Accident Compensation Corporation (ACC), provides various benefits to injured people, such as treatment and rehabilitation costs, income replacement, lump-sum payments, and support for dependants. In exchange, people give up their right to sue for damages, except in rare cases of reckless conduct. The scheme is funded by general taxation and levies on employers, earners, and motorists.

The benefits of the New Zealand universal no-fault accident compensation scheme are manifold. First, it provides timely and adequate compensation to a greater number of injured people than a tort system, which is often costly, lengthy, and uncertain. According to Bismark and Paterson², the ACC system is simple and easy to navigate, with straightforward claims processed in weeks and all decisions made within nine months. The compensation awards are also consistent and fair, as they are based on a fixed schedule that ensures similar injuries receive similar compensation. Moreover, the system is remarkably affordable, as it has low administrative costs and avoids the expenses of litigation and insurance premiums.

Second, the scheme promotes community responsibility and solidarity, as it is based on the principle that everyone contributes to and benefits from a common pool of resources. The scheme reflects the social contract between the state and its citizens, as well as the mutual obligations among citizens. As Duncan¹ argues, the scheme embeds a sense of collective responsibility for preventing and mitigating the impact of injury, as well as a sense of collective entitlement to receive support and care when injured. The scheme also fosters a culture of trust and cooperation, as it reduces the adversarial and blame-oriented nature of a tort system.

Third, the scheme enhances provider accountability and patient safety, as it has mechanisms to address the quality and performance of health services and professionals. The scheme does not absolve providers from their ethical and legal duties, but rather encourages them to report and learn from adverse events, without fear of litigation. The scheme also works in tandem with the Health and Disability Commissioner, who is responsible for promoting patients’ rights, resolving complaints, and initiating disciplinary proceedings in serious cases. Furthermore, the scheme supports research and education on injury prevention and safety improvement, as well as incentives and regulations to reduce the risk and severity of injury.

In conclusion, the New Zealand universal no-fault accident compensation scheme is a unique and innovative system that offers many benefits to injured people, health providers, and society as a whole. The scheme provides comprehensive and fair compensation, fosters community responsibility and solidarity, and enhances provider accountability and patient safety. The scheme is widely accepted and supported by the public, and has been recognised as a model for other countries to emulate.

Source: Conversation with Bing, 3 November 2023
(1) No-Fault Compensation in New Zealand: Harmonizing Injury Compensation …. https://www.commonwealthfund.org/publications/journal-article/2006/feb/no-fault-compensation-new-zealand-harmonizing-injury.
(2) New Zealand’s universal no-fault accident compensation scheme …. https://press-files.anu.edu.au/downloads/press/n5314/pdf/ch14.pdf.
(3) Injuries we cover – ACC. https://www.acc.co.nz/im-injured/what-we-cover/injuries-we-cover/.
(4) No-fault, no difference: no-fault compensation for medical injury and …. https://bjgp.org/content/67/654/38.


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The journey to marriage

No this post is not about do’s or don’ts, love, romance, the art of courting or just about any other thought you might imagine the title might mean. It’s simply about the actual journey I took by bus, plane, train, taxi and foot from the moment I left home to the moment the wife and I legally became spouses. Times are approximate as the events took place some 52 years and one week ago, and my memory is not what it once was.

DAY 1
14:00Parents drive me to city bus depot
15:00Board Bus to the small township of Marton on the North Island Main Trunk Line where I will catch the Limited Express to Auckland.
15:45Arrive in Marton, and with suitcase in tow start the 3.2 Kilometre (2 mile) walk to the railway station.
16:30Arrive at railway station to wait the Limited Express scheduled to arrive at 23:00
17:30Railway station shuts for the night. Move from waiting room to a partially sheltered platform bench seat
19:00Light rain. Lasts an hour
23:30Limited Express arrives half an hour late. Board train, find seat, and on discovering the adjacent seat is vacant make myself as comfortable as possible across the two seats.
DAY 2
08:45Arrive at Auckland railway station. After collecting my luggage, proceed to bus terminal
09:30Depart Auckland railway Station by bus for Auckland international airport
10:30Arrive Auckland international airport. Check in luggage and collect boarding pass
11:30Boarding call. Go through Customs and find seat in departure lounge. Realise I’ve had nothing to eat or drink since leaving home. Find cafe for a light refreshment.
12:30Board Air New Zealand Lockheed L-188 Electra for flight to Sydney.
16:30
(NZST)
/ 14:30
(AST)
Arrive Sydney Airport. After collecting luggage and clearing Customs proceed to check-in hall only to discover check-in doesn’t open until 8 PM AST. Wander aimlessly around airport with luggage in tow for several hours until check-in. Following times will be in Australian Standard Time.
20:00Check in luggage, obtain boarding pass. Wander aimlessly around airport.
23:00Boarding call. Proceed through customs. Take advantage of the complementary light refreshments in the departure lounge.
DAY 3
00:00Depart Sydney for Tokyo on QANTAS Airlines Boeing 707. My seat is towards the rear of the aircraft and the scream from the engines, even when in cruising mode is bordering on torture.
04:00Short stopover in Manilla. Air so humid it felt like I hit a wet sponge wall as I exited the aircraft.
07:00One hour stopover in Hong Kong. This was at the old airport where the approach was between skyscrapers with a very sharp right hand turn not far from the runway. Quite spectacular, even in my rather exhausted state.
12:00
(AST)
/ 11:00
(JST)
Arrive Tokyo international airport. After collecting luggage and clearing Customs, make my way to domestic terminal. In those days, Narita airport had not been constructed. Following times will be in Japanese Standard Time
12:00Telephone fiance to let her know I had arrived in Japan. Wander aimlessly around terminal until time to check in
17:00Check in luggage. Receive boarding pass.
17:10Notice boarding pass has gate number but no seat number. Return to checkout counter to query about seating. Language proved a hurdle as the attendant’s English was about as good as my Japanese. However it eventually became apparent that I could choose to sit anywhere in the aircraft
17:50Board ANA Fokker Friendship flight to Sendai. Once on board everyone (except me) makes a mad dash for a seat pushing aside anyone in their way. After the stampede quietened down some 10 to 15 people including myself remained without seats. We were escorted off the aircraft.
18:00ANA Flight to Sendai departed on time with my luggage onboard. The rest of the stranded passengers seemed to have been left to their own devices to make alternative travel plans, but perhaps because I was the only Gaijin (foreigner) I am assigned an attendant to help me through re-booking a flight for the following morning and arranging hotel accommodation for the night.

His English is impeccable, and after discovering the reason for my journey telephones to the home of my fiance to let her know of my delay. Unfortunately she had already left for the airport, so he contacted the Sendai airport and arranged for staff there to page her and let her know my circumstances. I learn it is common practice to over-book flights in Japan due to the number of no-shows. However there had been a cancellation of a flight to Sendai the previous day and they were still catching up with the backlog. Not the way I’d run an airline.
18:45Arrive at hotel. Thankfully the hotel accommodation was on ANA. Taking money out of New Zealand in 1971 was tightly regulated. I was permitted to exchange NZ currency for a foreign currency at $NZ13.00 for each day between between my departure from New Zealand and the return date specified on my air ticket. The hotel accommodation would have made a substantial hole in my reserves. NZ credit cards could not be used overseas.
19:00Hotel restaurant. Just as I’m about to order from the rather lavish menu I have been given, the menu is unceremoniously taken out of my hand and replaced with a sheet of paper with a typewritten menu containing a limited choice of rather ordinary western style meals. A menu reserved for stranded passengers put up at the hotel by the airlines.
20:00Collapse on bed in a state of exhaustion. No toiletries or change of clothing available. Fall asleep before I could even consider getting out of the 3-day old clothes and showering.
DAY 4
05:00I Wake after very restless night. The air-conditioning rattled, whined and wheezed all throughout the night. At some time during the night I had undressed as what I had been wearing was getting quite uncomfortable. Shower and put old clothes back on. Yuk!
06:00Buffet breakfast. Simple but appreciated.
07:00Shuttle for airport arrives
07:30Check in for ANA flight to Sendai departing 09:00
08:00Announcement that flight to Sendai will be delayed
08:45Announcement that flight to Sendai will depart at 10:00
09:30Announcement that flight to Sendai will depart at 10:15
10:20Boarding call made. I’m already at the gate and am the first person through. I set a fast pace but by the time I climb aboard, five or six people have already sprinted ahead of me.
10:25From the vantage of my seat, I observe a stampede as passengers rush for seats. The Japanese fame for courtesy clearly doesn’t apply to boarding aircraft. As it transpires, four or five seats remain empty after everyone is finally seated. Then we wait.
10:45Finally we’re accelerating down the runway.
12:10Arrive at Sendai airport. While I’m waiting for my luggage to appear, my fiance arrives. I learn she retrieved my luggage the night before and its waiting at her parents’ house.
12:20Fiance hails taxi
13:00Arrive at home of fiance’s parents. A meal is waiting but after I explain that I really need a change of clothing (if it wasn’t already obvious). A bath is prepared – a deep circular wooden bath heated by a charcoal burner. While that is heating I complete my section of the Japanese marriage application form.
13:30Paperwork done and bath heated, I retire for a long hot soak in the most welcoming bath I’ve ever encountered. When I say the bath is deep I mean it. There was a comfortable 40 cm (15 inches) high seat that ran right around the inside of the bath and when seated upright on it, the water came up to my chin. Meanwhile my fiance departs for the city office to register our marriage.
14:00Dressed in a yukata I’m treated to my first real Japanese banquet. With the aid of a Japanese-English dictionary, copious pen and paper sketches, and hilarious signing our communication difficulties were forgotten. And I discovered there’s an art to remaining modest when wearing a yukata while seated. I’ll say no more on that matter.
15:30Fiance wife returns with marriage certificate. We are now legally married!

The wedding ceremony where we exchanged our vows in front of the Wife’s entire family took place several days later. And that is the actual date we celebrate as our wedding – the second day of November 1971.

Have any of my readers experienced a similarly harrowing journey, literal or metaphoric, on their way to saying “I do”?


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Musical Monday (2023/10/02) – Sway

I haven’t done a Musical Monday in three months, so it’s about time I did another. I usually prepare Musical Mondays several days in advance and schedule them for publication at 6 am NZ time, but as this one is sort of spur of the moment, it’ll go out at 6 pm NZ time instead. Mind you, for many of my readers it still won’t yet be Monday.

This song is another by one of my favourite Kiwi singer song writers – Bic Runga. I’ve presented only one of her songs previously: Something Good in February 2021.

Sway” was released in 1997 as the second single from Bic’s debut album, Drive. The song is about the difficulties of expressing one’s feelings to someone they’re attracted to. The singer wants to tell the person to stay with her, but she is too shy and nervous to do so. She feels like she falls into an ocean of him whenever they collide, and she hopes that he can feel the same way about her.

The song was a hit in New Zealand, reaching number 7 on the charts, and also in Australia, where it reached number 10. It won three awards at the 32nd New Zealand Music Awards: Single of the Year, Best Songwriter, and Best Engineer. In 2001, it was voted the 6th best New Zealand song of all time by members of APRA (Australasian Performing Right Association).

The song has also featured in several movies and TV shows, such as American Pie, Cruel Intentions, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This time I’ve included two versions: the official music video from 1997, and a live performance from 2016. Take your pick.

Sway – Official video
Sway – Live performance
Sway

Don't stray, don't ever go away
I should be much too smart for this
You know it gets the better of me
Sometimes, when you and I collide
I fall into an ocean of you
Pull me out in time

Don't let me drown, let me down
I say it's all because of you

And here I go, losing my control
I'm practicing your name
So I can say it to your face
It doesn't seem right to look you in the eye
Let all the things you mean to me
Come tumbling out my mouth

Indeed, it's time tell you why
I say it's infinitely true

Say you'll stay
Don't come and go like you do
Sway my way
Yeah, I need to know all about you

And there's no cure, and no way to be sure
Why everything's turned inside out
Instilling so much doubt
It makes me so tired, I feel so uninspired
My head is battling with my heart
My logic has been torn apart

And now, it all turns sour
Come sweeten every afternoon

Say you'll stay
Don't come and go like you do
Sway my way
Yeah, I need to know all about you

Say you'll stay
Don't come and go like you do
Sway my way
Yeah, I need to know all about you

It's all because of you
It's all because of you

Now it all turns sour
Come sweeten every afternoon
It's time tell you why
I say it's infinitely true

Say you'll stay
Don't come and go like you do
Sway my way
Yeah, I need to know all about you

Say you'll stay
Don't come and go like you do
Sway my way
Yeah, I need to know all about you

It's all because of you
It's all because of you
It's all because of you


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My get up and go…

…has got up and gone.

Been feeling somewhat under the weather of late. Don’t know if it’s due to the rise in the frequency of low-level migraines (pain wise) hampering cognitive and executive functions, the miserable winter weather we’ve been experiencing, or a realisation that with a general election just 66 days away, the conspiracy theorists, illiberals, and conservative reactionaries are finding their way out of the woodwork. Probably the latter. I like to think that the influence of such people is less here than in other affluent nations, but with a few populist politicians beginning to pander to their fears, perhaps there are more of them than I believe. Otherwise, why bother? Thankfully few, if any, are pushing religious barrows.

I have alexithymia so I’m not sure what it is I’m feeling, but after a brief “conversation”, Bing Chat AI tells me I am suffering from melancholy. I’m still around and reading the blogs I follow, even if somewhat irregularly and hope that with spring fast approaching, the outlook will become brighter.


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Musical Monday (2023/07/03) – One Tree Hill

The 3rd of July commemorates a very special person in my life, who died tragically on this day in 1986. I knew Greg Carroll for around two years – while he worked as a trainee engineer in the same branch of the multinational I.T. company where I was employed. He was about eleven years my junior and still in his late teens, but Greg was one of those rare individuals where age seemed to be insignificant. We spent quite a lot of time together as we travel about the Whanganui, Rangitikei, Ruapehu and Taihape districts in the course of our work, sometimes including a night or two in a hotel or motel. Few people have put me at ease, where I feel able, confident and safe enough to share my greatest hopes, dreams and fears – all at the same time!

I’m not the only person who Greg had a profound influence on. There were many, not least of which was Bono of U2. This particular song was written by Bono in honour of Greg after he was killed in a motorcycle crash in Dublin in 1986. I’ve played One Tree Hill song twice before: One Tree Hill and Musical Monday (2021/11/08) – One tree Hill, and for that I make no apologies. I’m sure to play it again in the future. You can read a little more about my personal recollections of Greg there, as well as a very brief intro to Greg’s and Bono’s relationship.

It was an honour and a privilege to have known Greg. As the years go by, and the details of the time we spent in each other’s company fade, I have become more aware of just how much he made me feel like a complete person and not the socially clumsy misfit that most people perceived me to be.

There are quite a few versions of One Tree Hill available on YouTube. The one I’ve included is the version I first saw as presented on New Zealand television in 1988. There was no official video, as I believe New Zealand and Australia were the only countries where One Tree Hill was released as a single, and TVNZ cobbled together a collection of archived clips to accompany the song for its top ten hit parade in March 1988.

Wikipedia has a surprisingly detailed background to the history behind the song for those who might be interested: One Tree Hill (song)

One Tree Hill – U2
"One Tree Hill" – U2

We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill
As the day begs the night for mercy love
The sun so bright it leaves no shadows
Only scars carved into stone
On the face of earth
The moon is up and over One Tree Hill
We see the sun go down in your eyes

You run like river, on like a sea
You run like a river runs to the sea

And in the world a heart of darkness
A fire zone
Where poets speak their heart
Then bleed for it
Jara sang, his song a weapon
In the hands of love
You know his blood still cries
From the ground

It runs like a river runs to the sea
It runs like a river to the sea

I don't believe in painted roses
Or bleeding hearts
While bullets rape the night of the merciful
I'll see you again
When the stars fall from the sky
And the moon has turned red
Over One Tree Hill

We run like a river
Run to the sea
We run like a river to the sea
And when it's raining
Raining hard
That's when the rain will
Break my heart

Raining...raining in the heart
Raining in your heart
Raining...raining to your heart
Raining, raining...raining
Raining to your heart
Raining...raining in your heart
Raining in your heart..
To the sea

Oh great ocean
Oh great sea
Run to the ocean
Run to the sea