May 31, 2022

Nearly a Liverpool tragedy again...nearly







This image from Saturday,brought back some awful memories of difficult time for good folk of Liverpool.
Not just for myself.

Followed by more of the same from that awful period in 1989.

On 15 April 1989,  FA Cup semi-final, Liverpool supporters gathered on the terraces of Sheffield Wednesday's FC Hillsborough Stadium. Place l knew Worked there before Liverpool, briefly.

The crowding, because of Police negligence turned into a crush, Sadly 96 people died, with hundreds more being injured.

As part of counselling services offered by the Faith community, tonnes of Hidden mental health, emotional disturbance,grief.

Short time after events l was appointed the 'Anfield Parish Youth worker'.

 Such beautiful period in my vocation.

Funny, beautiful, human people, places l walked ,where Youth work took part.

But often a sense that we had become forgotten people.

Same behaviour , appears again at Football match last Saturday.

Result of the football,that is none event.

repeat behaviour,

 treat people with disregard.

take the income they generate.

belittle them when you have the power

repeat when get the opportunity

do not change, caged them in and forget about, treatment hostile,harsh, oppressive.

how they may feel, ignored.

miss you Liverpool and all you brought me in my heart you remain. 

beautiful human people,comics, rebels,who l learnt so much from.

 MEANWHILE in France...what we can conclude is that two senior French government ministers have sought to blame Liverpool FC supporters for the mental and physical harm done unto them using figures and statistics which are simply untrue.

The key question, therefore, is why these patently incorrect figures have been released publicly. There are three possibilities, and only Darmanin and Oudéa-Castéra will know which is correct.

Either they are very badly misinformed, they are incompetent and unfit to do their jobs, or they are not telling the truth.

No comments:

Going places...

          Some people just don't        know how to be Kind.         Age doesn't season them,       time does not mellow Them.  Try ...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"