John-Paul Flintoff: Don't know what to say

John-Paul Flintoff




Don't know what to say


This is my friend Dr David Bramwell.

He’s a an author and musician, and a very funny guy.

He used to be a school teacher, running a regular cabaret near his home in Brighton, and doing odd bits of broadcast for BBC Radio 4. Eventually, he became so successful at all those other things, he jacked in the teaching.

BUT… some time ago, David was dumped by his girlfriend.

She said she was leaving him for somebody “younger… and more mature”.

Ouch!

David’s response was to set off round the world looking for Utopian communities.

Not everybody would do that. But David is David. Stay with me.

He liked much of what he found in these unusual communities. But each one, in its own way, was flawed.

So after a long journey, he came home again.

And he found that, while he’d been away, his own neighbourhood in Brighton had been part of a Utopian experiment.

He was sorry to have missed it. But he did his best to bring it back again…

This video explains. It’s a short excerpt from a longer talk. Watch it now:

4 mins, 26 seconds

I hope you enjoyed it.

If you did, I strongly recommend David’s book.

David’s discovery, on his doorstep in Brighton, gives a hint as to how we can ALL do something to get out of the little bubbles we find ourselves trapped in…

…the gender bubbles, faith bubbles, bubbles of group-think…

Have conversations that bring people together…

But I’m not an idiot. It won’t be easy, because people will resist. Like I did, back in that drama class.

After all, Brighton’s “muesli mountain” (where David lives) is quite unusual. Other places might need a different approach.

But it’s worth trying, isn’t it?

Because despite all the vaunted connection made possible by digital devices, many people today feel horribly disconnected.

Isolated.

And not just in “communities”.

It’s even like that in the offices where we work all day.

Recently, I went back to one of the newspapers where I worked a decade ago. I was chilled to see how quiet it was.

Instead of people shouting into telephones, nobody was talking.

They were all just plugged into the matrix… earphones in, fingers flying quietly over keyboards.

So for people in offices too, conversations won’t just HAPPEN.

They need to be engineered.

If it’s done with skill, it might get boys talking with girls…

Fathers with sons…

White people with Asian people…

… and so on.

But I know what you’re thinking:

I’m cheering you on, but I don’t have time to be part of a conversation revolution.

So what if I tell you it can take less time than you have spent on this page…

Might that help?

In my next email, I’ll tell you how. All will be revealed.