Showing posts with label Bill Shankly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bill Shankly. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Quite a quote

Thanks to my dear friend who reminded me in a comment on my last post of one of my favourite quotes from Friedrich Nietzsche. ‘What does not kill me, makes me stronger’ is something I often chant to myself while struggling through a triathlon or a particularly daunting day at work.

I was thinking of quotes this weekend when at my writer’s group, someone mentioned one of Jack Kerouac’s essentials for his spontaneous prose method of writing: ‘Be in love with your life’. This is a wonderful sentiment, although sometimes hard to follow when you are stuck in an office with the wind and rain howling and lashing outside.

But at least I am not stuck out in it. I have food, shelter, and love – so really, what more could I want? I have a job that I don’t hate and I live in a beautiful (albeit windy) part of the world. I have a loving husband, a great family, fabulous friends, and an adorable cat. I have had a good education and enjoy fine health and the ability to pursue my theatrical and sporting interests.

And I am lucky – I know it. When I see people living in rubbish tips in the Philippines or dying of disease and starvation in Africa, or bound by restrictive fundamentalism in many parts of the world, I think ‘There, but for the grace of god, go I’ (attributed to John Bradford). Another of my favourite quotes is from Cecil Rhodes (although I have also seen it attributed to Rudyard Kipling): ‘To be born English is to win first place in the lottery of life'. At first glance this smacks of arrogance, but I believe it is actually humility – we do know how lucky we are.

But luck plays its part only to a certain extent. After that it is up to us to determine our fate, or, as the great William Shakespeare said; ‘The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars/ But in ourselves, that we are underlings'. We have to make the difference, as Jean Jacques Rousseau pointed out; ‘Man is born free but everywhere he is in chains’.

Man by his very nature will always try and achieve greatness, and he may often do this at the expense of others – ‘All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others’ (George Orwell) – whereas the converse nature of man is that someone will always try to preach tolerance and right the wrongs of inequality. ‘Think for yourselves and let others enjoy the privilege to do so too'. (Voltaire).

Of course, the Bible echoes this attitude – ‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you’. Honesty and tolerance are the golden rule to live by, and once again good old Bill steps into the breach; ‘This above all: to thine own self be true’. These two tenets of humanity provide some of my favourite quotes: ‘A man who loves whisky and hates kids can’t be all that bad’ (WC Fields) and ‘Someone said football is a matter of life and death, and I said, Listen, it's more important than that’ (Bill Shankly).

This is just off the top of my head and I realise, looking over this list, I have missed out many funny, witty, pithy sayings, but these are more than comedy quips – they are mantras for modern living, without the popular psycho-babble. What are yours?

The other thing I notice is that all of my favourite quotations are from men, and I haven’t even mentioned Oscar Wilde. There could be some form of heated debate as to why this should be so, but for now let’s leave the final bons mots to Emmeline Pankhurst: ‘Deeds not words!’

Friday, 17 April 2009

A matter of life and death...

It’s no surprise to know that I love sport, particularly football – it is indeed the beautiful game. And it’s equally expected that I’m fond of the arts, especially theatre. I think these two things – sport and culture – are what separate us from beasts and make our species a society.

I saw two things in today’s newspaper that gave me pause for thought. On the front page, Tony Veitch (a sports presenter here in New Zealand) was convicted of breaking his girlfriend’s back by kicking her as she lay on the ground during a fight.
He was sentenced to nine months’ supervision, 300 hours of community work and fined $10,000.

His sports chums pitched in with testimonials to his character. Graham Henry, All Black coach, said he was fair and objective and he never ‘bagged’ individuals after the All Blacks didn’t win the Rugby World Cup in 2007. Well that’s okay then. So long as he’s nice about the rugby, it doesn’t matter that he was (and therefore probably still is) capable of ‘lashing out’ (his words) at a woman who ‘drove him to it’ (his words again).

How exactly, Tony, did she do that? Did she stand in front of the television while you were trying to watch the game? I should think that’s probably excusable grounds for assault in your mind.

Meanwhile, on the back page there was a report that Arsenal will meet Man Utd. in the semi-final of the Champions League.
Of course, I am devastated by this news because Liverpool were knocked out by Chelsea – my nails suffered a vicious chewing during those 93 minutes (that would have been at least 95 if we were playing Fergie-time, but that’s beside the point).


The article beneath it was about the 20th anniversary memorial service for those who died at Hillsborough.

And there it is – what really makes us human; empathy and compassion for others. Bill Shankly knew the importance of football; he knew it can make us shout and cry and sing. But he knew we did it together.

It is this feeling which is more important than life and death, a feeling that seems to be lacking from some people in this macho-driven testosterone-fuelled culture.