Wind or Nuclear Power for Bradwell

I hope this blog doesn’t seem to be scraping the barrel by commenting on articles in the free newspapers which appear through my door every week. A couple of weeks ago I wrote about Casper’s reprieve, an article in the Chelmsford Weekly News. My inspiration today is taken from a rival publication, the Chelmsford and Maldon Yellow Advertiser, Thursday 13th July 2006. As the web page I have linked to gives only a few facts about the newspaper, and is not an online edition, I need to retype part of the article which caught my attention.

In fact I am writing this largely for my blogging friend Tim Chesterton, who was brought up in the area of this church, and recently wrote about it in the ongoing novel on his blog. But this might be of interest to others as well.

NO TURBINES AT CHURCH

THE COUNTRY’S oldest church will remain undisturbed in its isolated coastal position after plans for a wind farm nearby were turned down.

Maldon District Council threw out the application for 10 turbines to be installed at Hockley Farm, Bradwell, last Thursday, because it would “significantly detract from the setting of the church.”

Historic St Peter’s-on-the-Wall dates back to the 7th Century and attracts visitors from all over the world.

Members decided npower’s scheme for 10 turbines – each 121 metres high with three-bladed rotors – plus ancillary equipment and a sub station would be too intrusive for the rural Dengie Peninsula site and ancient chapel. …

The site for the rejected wind farm seems to be about a mile from the historic chapel. At about the same distance from the chapel stands Bradwell Nuclear Power Station, now closed and being decommissioned, but still standing as a large and ugly cube of concrete, in some ways far more visually intrusive than graceful wind turbines.

In response I am sending the following letter to the Yellow Advertiser, for possible publication:

The rejoicing in Bradwell at the rejection of a wind farm may be short lived. For the more people find reasons to reject energy from renewable sources like wind, the more pressure there will be to build more nuclear power stations. Bradwell will of course be a prime site for a replacement nuclear plant, and after the government’s latest U-turn Maldon District Council may well not be allowed to reject it. I’m not sure whether a wind farm a mile or so from St Peter’s Chapel would be more or less visually intrusive than a power station at a similar distance, but only one of them would also bring the threat of a Chernobyl style meltdown which could make the whole district, indeed much of Essex, uninhabitable. If we don’t want to take that risk, we need to make full use of the power we can get from the wind.

In researching this I also found the websites of the company proposing the wind farm, a campaign against the it (I note that their doctored picture is carefully angled to avoid the power station) and a campaign in favour of it, also a blog which is mostly opposing the campaign against.

I also found an article by my own MP, John Whittingdale, in which he suggests that the proposed wind farm would generate half of the power output of the nuclear power station. But he seems to reject this as “relatively little energy”. Yes, it would need more than ten wind turbines to replace the nuclear plant. But I would rather see hundreds of wind turbines dotted around the Essex coast than face the risk of it becoming an irradiated wasteland.

I am glad to say that Whittingdale’s opposition to wind turbines is not shared by his party leader, David Cameron, who is installing a wind turbine on his own home. It remains to be seen whether Cameron’s green leanings will be strong enough to defeat the instinctive NIMBYism (“Not in my back yard”) of so many of his party’s supporters. But an alliance between him, the Liberal Democrats and the many anti-nuclear Labour MPs must be this country’s best hope to avoid a potentially disastrous return to nuclear power.

I am not a steel mogul!

In case anyone else is searching for my name using Google Blog Search, which I have just added to my sidebar, I would like to point out that I am not the “steel mogul” Peter Kirk, founder of Kirkland, Washington, who is referred to in a Seattle Times article linked to on several blogs. So please don’t send me begging letters. My modest tithe is already allocated.

In fact Peter Kirk the steel mogul (that’s probably a bit of an overstatement!) lived in the 19th century. He was my great grandfather’s brother, one of three brothers who worked together in the steel industry in northern England. Peter tried his luck in Washington State, where he “hoped to make his town a rival to Pittsburgh”, and himself a real mogul in the process no doubt, but he never made it big.

I have in fact met several people from Kirkland in the last few years, mostly through a church in a neighbouring suburb which has been involved in the same Bible translation work as I have. One of them also works for a real mogul based in another nearby suburb – Bill Gates! And his company actually welcomes the right kind of begging letters, that is, applications for funding for community programmes. But they did turn down a request from a friend of mine recently. So for Christian work it is better to rely on giving from within the church.

Casper's Reprieve: a Model of the Atonement

The idea that God as a just judge sentences sinners to eternal death is a difficult one for us who live in countries which have abolished the death penalty for even the most serious crimes. But a recent case in my home town, Chelmsford, has reminded me that here in Britain we still have the death penalty – for animals! And we probably need it – for, despite this posting, I am not an animal lover.

The story, reported in the local newspaper Chelmsford Weekly News (29th June), is about Casper, a beautiful Weimaraner German hunting dog. Casper had bitten boys on three occasions, and his owner had failed to muzzle him after the first incident. The owner was fined and banned from keeping a dog. But, because there was no other home for Casper, his sentence was to be death – until at the last minute a court officer personally offered him a home, and the judge accepted this.

This is perhaps a model of the Atonement, or at least a picture of how it works. We, all humans, had a bad master or owner, Satan, as Casper had, and are guilty of wrongdoing, as Casper was. The penalty which the Law prescribes for us, as for Casper, is death, and our Judge would be just to apply this penalty. Casper was saved by a last minute personal intervention by a court officer; we are saved by the personal intervention of the Judge himself, not at the last minute but as part of his eternal plan. Casper was taken from his old owner and given to a new master, the court officer; we have been set free from slavery to Satan by our Judge, who has himself become our new master or Lord. Casper received a new home with his new owner; we have been promised a new home where God himself will care for us for ever.

Of course this model is not complete; there is no sign that Casper repented (although the problem may have been more with his old owner), and the court officer did not have to die (let’s hope Casper doesn’t draw his blood!), whereas Jesus had to die for us to be saved, and we are expected to repent. Nevertheless, this is an interesting case as a real example of how a life was saved by a personal intervention in a court, in a parallel with how we have been saved through Jesus Christ.

It's never too late to say "sorry"

Another story from the BBC:

Sorry is often said to be the hardest word but Andrew Hawkins felt compelled to apologise to a crowd of thousands of Africans.

His regret was not for his own actions but offered on behalf of his ancestor, who traded in African slaves 444 years ago. …

It’s never too late to say “sorry”, or at least never so late that it is not worth saying. Individuals and nations may be trapped by the consequences of sins of past generations, even from centuries ago. Saying “sorry” releases those who say it, as well as those they say it to, and enables them all to move ahead in a positive and beneficial relationship. Andrew, who seems to be some kind of Christian, has realised this and set himself free from any kind of bondage to this slave-trading heritage in his past. And hopefully his actions, and those of the group he is part of, will help to extinguish the remnants of racism and promote full reconciliation between the descendants of slaves and the descendants of those who profited from slavery.

Second Coming insurance refused!

I don’t really intend this blog to be a collection of oddities. But I can’t resist linking to this one, about three sisters who tried to insure themselves to cover the cost of bringing up Christ, if they should conceive him by virgin birth for his Second Coming! This is what the BBC says, so I suppose it must be true, although I am asking a friend who works for them to check it out.

Of course these sisters have forgotten that the Second Coming will not be a repeat of the first one, not another child being born by virgin birth, but:

At that time people will see the Son of Man coming in clouds with great power and glory.

Mark 13:26 (TNIV©)

Baddow Life newspaper

One of the projects I work on for my church is Baddow Life newspaper. This is a quarterly 8-page newspaper which is jointly produced by the three Anglican churches in Great Baddow, the village where I live which is now more or less a suburb of the county town, Chelmsford. The newspaper is distributed free of charge to almost all of the about 6000 homes in Great Baddow. It includes articles of general community interest as well as about the Christian faith and the churches’ activities. The June 2006 issue has just been uploaded to the printers and to the website, and the printed copies are due to be distributed on Thursday 22nd June.

I write some articles for the newspaper and help to coordinate others. I also help with technical issues. For the record as much as anything else, I have uploaded to my personal website a selection of the articles I have myself written for Baddow Life over the last three years.

Ready Salted Crisps

READY SALTED CRISPS

and why (as good Christians) we should be like them!

  • We are like CRISPS, not Pringles all pressed from the same mould: we are all different shapes and sizes, but we have the same taste
  • We should be SALTED with the salt of the gospel message, in our hearts and in our lives
  • We must all be READY to tell others about our faith whenever we have the opportunity

(What we in Britain call “crisps” many of you call “chips”; what we call “chips” are your “fries”)