PLUTO, CAPRICORN, AND THE CRUNCH

I’m sure it hasn’t escaped your notice that Ingresses are major aspects to the Aries Point, arguably the most dramatic being outer-planetary squares from the Solstices. Accordingly, they impact on the entire human race and especially those bosom children of the Tropical zodiac, the citizens of the Western world.
The last time Pluto strode over a solstice point was in 1914, and the 1st World War, the Great War, the War to end all Wars, broke out. The King of Darkness was entering Cancer, since when any protective shell can be shelled and nowhere can be called a safe haven. Next he invaded Leo, making a fiery trine to the Spring Equinox; it was 1939 and the 2nd World War broke all the promises made at the end of the 1st, dramatically re-drawing the map of power. Now on the cusp of Capricorn it is the turn of global business empires to be shocked to their socks, time for new rules to be written in all areas of competition, worldly aspiration and control.
Two weeks ago, Pluto, still finishing its business at the end of tropical Sag but heliocentrically well into the first degree of Capricorn, was rejoined around the Sun by Venus after an absence of eight months and all hell broke loose in the world money markets. Back in 2007, things seemed very different - Pluto, visiting and revisiting 28 Sagittarius and helped by Jupiter, utterly seduced the English through their sidereal Sun into thinking the property boom years would never end. So we were all behaving as if they wouldn't. Property prices had been mushrooming since 2003/4 when Pluto hit on the UK’s sid. Sun at 18 Sagittarius: one house wasn't enough - we had to have two; one source of income wasn't enough - we all had to be property developers and buy to let. We had to have the perfectly finished designer home plus the luxury holiday pad, and we could do all this on dirt-cheap debt which banks and building societies were able to sell to each other and eventually bury somewhere overseas like the rest of the UK's rubbish. Many years ago I read a great story by Kurt Vonnegut where science had found a way to shovel all humanity's unwanted detritus through wormholes in space and leave our world lovely and`clean; unfortunately while people were enjoying their hedonistic lives, hyperspace filled up and a disgusting torrent of filth burst back through a zillion gaps in reality to overwhelm the globe. We are getting our come-uppance, big time. It's our fault.
Each time Pluto enters a sign he creates upheaval in pretty well any area of life associated with that twelfth of the sky - often through the way he seems to empower a fresh section of the human population. Unfortunately the folk who are spiritually asleep - and there are many - fail to recognise that charge of power as a shot of divine energy to purify and transform their lives, and instead turn into swaggering narcissists who throw their weight around and spark off a whole new slew of cultural problems. Pluto in Sagittarius enticed the whole developed world onto a quest for endless growth, wealth, mobility, knowledge and perfect bodies, and of course millions, manipulated shamelessly by rampant media, tumbled onto the bandwagon. We were all tested by the Tempter and found lamentably wanting. We were offered faith, but chose intolerance. Materially rich, we created poverty. The world was our oyster - we left it dying. In pursuit of fitness, we filled with vanity. Liberty became licentiousness, exams became quizzes, the law all letter and no spirit in a minefield of litigation and political correctness. A compensation culture where everyone knew their rights created the monster ‘Health and Safety’. The exhilarating, dangerous, Sagittarian adventure was to understand our place in the living universe, so of course we chose cheap flights, chatrooms, 'Big Brother,' and scoffed at God.
By the time he reached 29 Sag, Pluto had finished downloading WiFi, texting and YouTube to the UK sidereal Moon at Gemini 27 and was pointing squarely at England's tropical Moon in the end of Pisces, at long last provoking a country blighted by slobs and yobs to start cleaning up its act. The booze culture is still England's shame, but at last her streets are cleaner, her lungs healthier, and recycling bins busier. In the 1066 sidereal chart that undisciplined Moon was still in Pisces; so with the culminating Sun in sidereal Sag , the English nation has always been known for profligacy and adventure, high culture, great learning, immense greed, exhibitionism, bursts of surprising altruism, and a delight in comedy. If this country were a client we would be urging her to work hard now with Pluto's new Capricorn energy to capitalise on her strengths and drive out her demons. The Moon’s Nodes as usual tell the story - the South in disorderly Pisces, the North in Virgo with Saturn; she needs to accept Saturn's demand for a return to self-discipline, that a culture of growing selfishness and irresponsibility needs to be replaced by one of thrift and attentive service to the needs of ordinary people, particularly the old, the lonely, the sick and the deprived.
World map for Pluto's 1st ingress into Capricorn, based on London, UK

The hand-over of power is nearly complete: at 02h37 Ut on January 26th this year Pluto made his first brief but crucial entrance into the 10th sign, and on November 27th 2008 Pluto will finally exit Sagittarius at 01h03 UT to start its 16-year journey with us up Mt. Capricorn. I think it’s in the English Lake District that there is a little tour bus called The Mountain Goat ... this will be some tour! In London it is marked by the Saturn-Uranus opposition across the Asc/Desc, so expect the unexpected and a long-term reality-check. When he gets to 5 Capricorn the IMF’s Sun will be in the firing line after all the alarming activity of the past two years (Venus, Ceres, S. Node... ) so it may be staring at emptied coffers by then, Heaven help us all, and going through ‘death and rebirth’! Crunch time will be when Pluto hits the English/UK/EEC Sun in 2012/13, also impacting Australia (which, like the IMF, has been having an eventful time lately and may be ready to say Cheerio to the Queen), the British Diplomatic Service, and The Times. Will we have got our collective act together to celebrate a memorable Olympics? Or will it be another failure of planning and imagination, a damp squib to match the River of Fire and the Millennium Dome? Will we give the cold shoulder to Europe? Or will our benighted islands reluctantly embrace the Euro? Will we realise we no longer have ‘human rights’, only debts? Will we bring back the real spirit of competition in which we re-learn the art of losing gracefully? Limits will have to be set - flights grounded, populations controlled, behaviour schooled, promiscuity checked, standards raised, purse-strings tightened, freedoms curtailed. Will we see the end of the throw-away society, and a return to older, more lasting values? Or will it be the end of Freedom Food and the hope we still had for the planet? It could be the new age of the entrepreneur - or a field day for the ruthless.
Maybe we should all emigrate! At the first ingress Saturn, Uranus and Moon close to the UK meridian promise a lonely and rocky ride, while Jupiter rising at Baghdad (!) culminates over burgeoning China, and the third, final ingress chart sees Jupiter rising in Tokyo, setting in New York. But he is debilitated in Capricorn, so joy may not be unconfined. As in all aspects of life a sound structure is the prerequisite for true freedom. Only through determined self-discipline, moderation and careful planning are any of us going to survive what the globe could throw at us if climate continues to change. Sagittarius wants to magic it all away; Capricorn hunches his shoulders, gets his goal in focus, and plods on.
It would be nice to think that power might yet rest with the hitherto powerless, that the poor and the ill and the old and the lonely and the cold and the homeless and the hungry will be heard, honoured and rescued from unhappiness ... but I fear that as ever the controllers may strengthen their grip on our lives and our pockets, the heartless may walk over us, and the ambitious will toss us off their mountain. Grey power risks penalising the young; grey men may drain colour from the world. Yet perhaps in chillier, darker, frugal times there will be a return to commonsense, humility and a love of quietness - perhaps we will find an ordered simplicity in which we can take stock of who we are, learn to be self-sufficient, know our limits and use our time more wisely; perhaps when we are hardest-pressed and there is nothing left but prayer we will bend our knee on the highest summit of all, take God’s hand, and even come to realise the blessing of death.