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Of Digs and Diggers at the Dugs of Liberty
Thirty years ago, when I was a student at Royal Holloway, I spent two years living on the neighbouring campus of Brunel University, on Cooper's Hill just above Runnymede. It was a five-minute walk from my room to the JFK memorial, and a further five to the banks of the Thames. Apparently the site was sold a few years ago for development - which, presumably because of the crash, never happened. Accordingly it's been standing empty all that time, except that two years ago, as I learned today from Making History, it was taken over by Diggers 2012, who are now living in the woods and growing their own veg and indulging in suchlike affronts to civilization.

The original Diggers flourished in 1649, just after the death of Charles I. Ironically, Sir John Denham used Cooper's Hill in 1642, on the other side of the Civil War, to argue for the preservation of the social status quo and warn against extremity from above or below, using Magna Carta as his exemplum:

Here was that Charter sealed wherein the crown
All marks of arbitrary power lays down.
Tyrant and slave, those names of hate and fear,
The happier style of king and subject bear:
Happy when both to the same center move
When kings give liberty, and subjects love.
Therefore not long in force this Charter stood;
Wanting that seal, it must be sealed in blood.
The subjects armed, the more the princes gave,
The advantage only took the more to crave.
Till kings by giving, give themselves away,
And even that power that should deny, betray.
"Who gives constrained, but his own fear reviles,
Not thanked, but scorned; nor are they gifts, but spoils."
Thus kings, by grasping more than they could hold,
First made their subjects by oppression bold;
And popular sway, by forcing kings to give
More than was fit for subjects to receive,
Ran to the same extremes; and one excess
Made both, by striving to be greater, less.
When a calm river, raised with sudden rains,
Or snows dissolved, o'erflows the adjoining plains,
The husbandmen with high-raised banks secure
Their greedy hopes, and this he can endure.
But if with bays and dams they strive to force
His channel to a new or narrow course,
No longer then within his banks he dwells;
First to a torrent, then a deluge swells;
Stronger and fiercer by restraint he roars,
And knows no bound, but makes his power his shores.

It's pleasing to me that the traditions of Gerard Winstanley - a name by the way I recycled for a commune leader in Calypso Dreaming - are being revived, not only within sight of the signing of Magna Carta (which the programme seemed determined to dwell on) but more importantly within sight of the student digs where I lived in 1984. (That said, the most rebellious thing I did at the time was to put tape across the entrance signs so that they read "University of Brunei".)

In other news, yesterday I went to London to have lunch with gair and gerald, here too briefly on a whirlwind trip from Woollongong. That was lovely.

Five minutes ago, LinkdIn suggested I connect with Diana Wynne Jones. That was shivery.

Also, it now turns out that the Archbishop of Canterbury is my fifth cousin. That's just weird.

Also, it now turns out that the Archbishop of Canterbury is my fifth cousin.

He used to live next door to me. That makes us (you and me) practically related, doesn't it?

I'd say so! :)

Also, it now turns out that the Archbishop of Canterbury is my fifth cousin. That's just weird.

Your family is like Wold Newton without the really implausible crossovers.

I'd not come across the Wold Newton family. Now you mention it, though...

I got two nudges from LinkedIn today to connect with you! Not shivery like the ghost invitation you got. But LinkedIn is kind of oddly spammy.

BTW, I always assume it's them doing it, not the person they claim it is. I didn't mean to imply it was you!

Sometimes it suggests people and I say - yeah, I know them, so I hit the connect button. That happened with you today (your name was just above DWJ's) so I have to plead guilty - though why you got two messages I can't imagine. I wouldn't do it if I thought they were going to go into spam mode.

Oh! That's funny because other times it's happened, the other person wasn't even on LinkedIn that they knew of, so I just assumed that; but it's COMPLETELY fine. (Is LinkedIn a useful thing to be on? I've never quite understood what it is.)

Oh, I assumed you were already on it and was simply trying to "friend" you there! That is a bit sneaky.

It's not much use to me, but I occasionally get messages from old school friends and ex-students there - which is why I visited in the first place today. I think if you're looking for a job (but not in academia) or just want a public work profile it's quite a good place to set out your stall. But I use for that.

Thanks for explaining what they're useful for. I understand it better now.

Oh, I assumed you were already on it and was simply trying to "friend" you there! That is a bit sneaky.

This is why they make me laugh and I never know whether their mail is real or not. It's somehow HALF real, connecting people who are on it with people who aren't? I wonder if they think treating everyone as if they're on it will make them join? But how do they know we are already friends in real life?! They are tricksy.



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