dream theater

Mistakes

Our deeds have travelled far
What we have been is what we are

This is a quote from the song Scene Four: Beyond This Life by Dream Theater from the album Metropolis Part 2: Scenes From A Memory. I would like to use it to introduce a theological question. Does our past define who we are?

This is an apt question to arise on the day of Saddam Hussein’s execution. I think few would argue that we should be spared punishment for past sins. However, let us examine what we mean by punishment. I believe punishment is the retribution for a wrong-doing. It is a payment by the offender by means of some sort of sacrifice for a misdemeanour. It cancels out a moral debt.

When you are a child, you might steal sweets from the cupboard. You get your punishment, and you are implicitly forgiven. However, no matter what crime an adult commits, he might be forgiven, but he carries new labels. Trust can no longer be taken for granted, and must be earned. I’m not sure this is fair.

I fail to see the purpose of a punishment if a past mistake cannot be forgotten. Take Rodney Trotter from Only Fools And Horses. You are rarely reminded of his experience of the judicial system, receiving a suspended sentence for possession of illegal drugs. I suspect you are able to forget his mistake. But translate this scenario to real life, he might have problems getting a job.

So, back to the original question. Does the past define a person? A murderer will always be a murderer. Would you lose sleep with him living next-door? It could well be that his time spent in prison, he no longer has the will to kill. It might even have been that his crime was an isolated incident, driven by many influences. Can a paedophile “go off” children? Might a tax evader learn his lesson first time round? Could a prisoner realise the error of his ways? Can a leopard change his spots?

If Saddam Hussein were spared his life, could he have ever done some good to compensate for the crimes he had committed?

Musical Additions

I have made some purchases today, using the HMV voucher Dad got me for Christmas. I got:

  • Nothing Like The Sun by Sting
  • A Change Of Seasons by Dream Theater
  • The Poison by Bullet For My Valentine

I also bought the first season of Futurama on DVD. So my choices were rather varied…

If Music Be The Food Of Love…

…then I will never need a girlfriend ever again – I’m stuffed! Today I bought two albums. The first is Sting’s new album Songs From The Labyrinth. It is the music of John Dowland, an Elizabethan and Jacobean singer/songwriter from the 16th-17th centuries. Sting was told by a few people he should try it out, so he did. And he and Edin Karamazov created this album. I haven’t listened to it yet – it sounds interesting. That cost £10.97: I could have had it from HMV for £8.99 delivered. Oops.

The other album I bought was Dream Theater’s Octavarium – a bit more of a metal album, so you cannot argue I don’t mix my sounds. I’ve had a listen to most of it – in fact I’ve listened to all of it bar 15 minutes of the 24 minute epic title song Octavarium at the end. Yeah it’s ok – definitely not a chillout piece. It only cost me £3.97, so I snapped it up.