I rather like the Anglicans Online analysis of the now-concluding Primate's Conference.

30 January 2011: Anglican Primates meet in Dublin.

About two thirds of the primates of various Anglican provinces met this past week in Dublin. The Anglican Communion Office, grateful for having something to do, issued a vast number of reports and press releases in English, Spanish, and French. Oh, and there were podcasts, too. We've read them all, and if you go to the Anglican Communion News Service website, you can also read them all. We confess not to have listened to any podcasts. What does it all mean?

On this page, the BBC has logged live reports of the final match of a cricket series between England and Australia; on this page, the BBC reports the last match of the series and its eventual outcome. If you are not steeped in Anglican Communion politics, we suspect that you can learn just as much about what the Primates' meetings mean by reading the BBC cricket coverage. If you are not familiar with cricket, we suspect that you can learn just as much about England vs Australia by reading the Anglican Communion News Service dispatches about the Primates' meeting. If you want to learn the True Purpose of the Primates' meeting, you can instead read an explanation of the game of cricket and learn all you need to know unless you are an Anglican primate.

My Political Views
I am a left social moderate
Left: 5.58, Libertarian: 0.53

Political Spectrum Quiz

Dorothea Mackellar's 1904 poem My country comes to many minds in time of flood and fire. Some extracts:

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror—
The wide brown land for me!

... Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die—
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain ...

... For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold —
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.

An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land ...

Visiting Tasmania during the end-of-year break, we saw the jewelled seas at the Bay of Fires

... vast East coast beaches were almost empty of people,

... and everywhere the vast blue horizons, the filmy veil of greenness.

We're just back from Christmas and New Year in Hobart, where my father, John, and James celebrated their birthdays on the same day — 2nd January — and shared a cake.