Challenging Militarism

Meeting for Worship at Faslane Nuclear Weapons Base

Sunday, March 24, 2019

11am at the main gate

International Conscientious Objectors' Day

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

Selling the War Machine: Britain and the Arms Trade.

Saturday, June 8, 2019

Paul Rogers – Emeritus Professor at the University of Bradford’s Department of Peace Studies and the Oxford Research Group’s Global Security Consultant.
The debates are on Saturdays from 11.00am to 12.30pm with tea and coffee to follow
at The St Mary’s Centre, St Mary’s R C Church
Hencotes, Hexham, NE46 2EB

War School screening

Friday, April 5, 2019

Screening of this documentary followed by discussion with Veterans For Peace UK, Child Soldiers International and local peace education project. Film starts 6pm, then refreshment break, discussion starts 7.30pm

NFPB meeting in Leeds

Saturday, November 30, 2019

NFPB members’ meeting – other Friends welcome to attend. Contact us for details

NFPB meeting in Edinburgh

Saturday, September 28, 2019

NFPB members’ meeting – other Friends also welcome to attend. Contact us for further information

NFPB Meeting in Carlisle

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Northern Friends Peace Board members meeting. Other Friends also welcome to attend. Contact us for more information

NFPB meeting in Liverpool

Saturday, March 2, 2019

Contact us for more information. Interested Quakers in the area are all welcome to attend


From The Tribunal November 7 1918

This is a further update in a series of extracts from the No Conscription Fellowship’s journal, published in the UK between March 1916 and November 1918


As I write, Birmingham is in the midst of its “Big Guns Week.” The good patriots of “Brum” are “feeding the guns with War Bonds.” ap per instructions on the postmark, without a thought of such a thing as five per cent: their sole desire to “get on with the war.” At least, that is what one gathers from the speeches made on the opening day, when canons of the Christian Church made stirring appeals to the patriotism of their fellow Christians. One of the items of the opening ceremony was the singing of “O God, our help in ages past,” by children of the Bluecoat School.

It was particularly fitting that Christian ministers should give their blessing to a “Big Guns Week.Says Erasmus in his Complaint of peace “Whose invention was a cannon? Was it not the invention of the meek, lowly, merciful followers of Jesus Christ, whose law was love, and whose last legacy to His disciples and the world, peace?” To the cannon we must now add such things as high explosives, poison gas, liquid fire, torpedoes, submarines, bombing air-craft, and a hundred and one other examples of the inventive genius of Christian nations.

“Sufficient is Thine arm alone,” sang the children. Said a right reverend father in God, in effect: “M’yes – that may be so; but it is just as well that you should not lose sight of the fact that £5000 will buy four splendid quick-firing field guns. .” And as a magnificent example of pure, disinterested patriotism, the Birmingham Small Arms Company led off with an investment of £500,000.

A few of our pacifist women are distributing peace literature during the lunch hour when the centre of the city is crowded with people anxious to see the monster guns. “No, thanks miss; I’ve had enough”“ said a wounded soldier to one of the distributors who had offered him a leaflet. “But this is not a war leaflet; it’s for peace,” she told him. “Then give me one,” he replied eagerly; “that’s what the boys in the trenches want.” “Feed the guns that hammer the Huns!” shrieks a banner hung across one of the main thoroughfares. i find myself wondering what would happen if that device were made to read, “Feed the guns with the blood of your sons!” If only the people would associate “Big Guns” with “cannon fodder” instead of War Bonds! Of course the war must be paid for; and if patriots cannot be persuaded to lend their money to the state at good interest without the aid of free picture shows and appeals from canons and bishops, we need not complain of such methods. But why not tell the people about the real food of the guns?” Even Mr. Lloyd George himself has said: “The people of this country are all the better for being told even unpalatable truths.” Why not begin to give them some idea of the appetite of the guns?”

At the end of 1917 Gen. Smuts estimated the total casualties resulting from three years of war to be no less than 8,000,000 killed and 20,000,000 maimed and wounded. To that extimate must be added the figures for 1918.” “A.G.G.” in the “Daily News and Leader” of August 3, 1918, wrote as follows:-

“If we sat day and night and saw the ghostly procession of those slain in this war file by in ranks of four, minute by minute, ten years would pass and still the tale of the world’s sacrifice of youth and strength and hope would not have been told. And if behind the dead, there filed the host of the maimed, the halt, the blind, the dumb, the paralysed, fifty years would hardly exhaust the dreadful spectacle.”

If we continue to “feed the guns,” nothing can save the nations from another universal massacre in the near future. There is only one way to a lasting peace, and that is by the peoples of all countries insisting on Total Disarmament as the first step towards International Goodwill.


From The Tribunal 31st October 1918

This is a further update in a series of extracts from the No Conscription Fellowship’s journal, published in the UK between March 1916 and November 1918
For other extracts go to:

At a time when much of contemporary poetry is either strident with the feverish tone of militarism, or distraught and piteous over its effects, there is a distinctly bracing quality discernable in the voice of anyone who is happily able to treat the limitations and injustices that fall to the lot of those who attempt to lead a normal life at an abnormal period, in a spirit of brave humour that is as free from levity as it is devoid of cynicism.

The wind that blows through the country of the Comic Muse is not too rarified an air for common mortals to breather, and so it is that weary minds will find there not only relief from mental stress, but a readjustment of distorted values and warped judgements, both desirable and necessary if we would keep ourselves sane.

So one hails with genuine enthusiasm, the appearance of a little book of parodies and verses, just published by Messrs. Headley Bros. under the title “Carols of a Convict,” price 1/3. The author, Allan M. Laing, is a Liverpool man who has served a term of 12 months’ imprisonment in Wormwood Scrubs, where without paper or pencil to aid his memory, these impressions of an evidently sane, albeit a whimsical imagination, took on the garments of rhyme and reason.

No man who has served his term, however short, in Wormwood Scrubs, should miss reading this book, for is is literally packed with unerring humour at the expense of every detail of prison routine. One may well be envious of the temperament of a man who could so accept what was meant to be in the nature of a punishment. Most of the contents of the book are parodies of well-known songs; a form which makes them particularly adaptable for popular use. The sense and spirit of the originals have been so inverted and fashioned to the new purpose, that one is almost induced to believe they were written with the intention of being burlesqued, and this is surely the illusion that all good parody is meant to produce.

In these days, when (thanks largely to the art of J. C. Squire) successful parody is coming into its rightful place in literature, there is little need to emphasise the value of its healthful and astringent properties, but if anyone has not benefited by them, they should not neglect to read “Carols of a Convict.”

Mr. Laing is himself a keen enthusiast (and has on several previous occasions delighted his friends with samples of his ability) in this direction. Perhaps his Scottish heritage is mainly responsible for the caustic character of his with; but whatever good fairy bequeathed him this gift of a truly “saving” sense of humour, let us hope that the magic power will remain with him during his second sentence in Birmingham prison, even as in Wormwood Scrubs.


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