Having survived my teenage years of drug experimentation in the 90’s with an eye on the cool hippies of the 60’s I am very grateful to be alive today, without too many side effects emanating from my past. With that in mind now sleep is probably the main mind altering substance I seek to use these days.
An ode to Sleep
When my head is weary and my eyes tired too,
There is gentleness in the dark,
I can close my eyes and can no longer see a view.
Though I do not seek to live in darkness all my life,
I do enjoy the rest bite for a while,
I can find peace when I fall asleep at night.
Recharge my batteries for another day.
Without such darkness I might not appreciate what I see tomorrow,
“I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore” declared the longtime news anchor Howard Beale in the 1975 film classic Network. In the picture, people everywhere toss open their windows and repeat the catchphrase with a barbaric yap. They rush to the streets in maddening throng to air their grievances.
Quite fitting for our own time even though it’s from 1975.
With my own Prime Minister or so called leader of Britain Boris Johnson having had a birthday party, which he did not remember having or going to and then after remembering that he did actually have it and attend then deciding it was not after all a party! In the meantime he is trying to spread out the time it will take to admit what the hell was going on and what he has actually done or not done, that by the time the truth is finally out there we might not be so mad with him anymore as we have had to move on to the next bit of drama or TV rating fodder that we are following instead.
The present piece of TV rating global drama is the potential invasion of Ukraine by the new age Tsar Putin – the man is a power hungry monster, who will only be happy when the blood sweat and tears of other members of humanity, suffer and surrender at his throne. He really wants to make people suffer whether it’s by interfering and spreading disinformation in democratic countries or poisoning or imprisoning potential political threats in his own country. I used to just think he was a Russian mafia man but he has far greater ambition than to be the local god father of mother Russia.
European powers very much rely presently on Russian gas for fuel and energy of homes and businesses and if he flexes his muscles to cause a confrontation in Ukraine just to prove a point and invade a sovereign nation it will be a line in the sand that once crossed can never be taken back.
Well a lot has happened since I last wrote in this space. Parents are both packing up all there belongings into boxes in their separate homes. Mum is moving back to Devon and Dad decided that he would move out of his bungalow into a new flat too. Who knew the stress of moving could be so much fun, no really who does know about the stress of moving as it is no fun and it’s not even me doing the move.
I thought the whole point of moving was to go to a place that you actually want to live, not just a pit stop along the race track of life. I’m very lucky in that I have a lovely flat and although it’s not my own the rental property is secure and the amount I pay is low, so I will stay here for as long as I can.
I started trying to help my Dad move into his new place and pack a few boxes last Friday I travelled out from Exeter to Crediton. My only problem was I had picked up a cold probably from work and my voice box had packed up on me so had to screech my destination to the driver on each bus I was travelling on. I did not feel too unwell but my voice box was knackered. I took a Covid-19 rapid flow test to just to be sure I had not picked up Covid-19 and that came back as me being in the clear.
I then spent much of my weekend back in my lovely warm flat sleeping off my cold non covid-19 lurgy until this morning when I needed to join my Dad again for the actual moving out of property day to help direct the removal men to which box was going in which room in the new flat. This went well, and I feel a lot better in myself now and less worried for my Dad so I hope he settles into his new home.
Mother on the other hand although has sold her old home and bought a new one to move into will be moving into rented accommodation in December or January as the property that she is moving into will not be finished until June.
So that moving thing will be going on twice for her and no doubt I will have something to do with some parts of her move too. On the plus side the property she has bought to move into in June is a lovely house in a lovely village.
One thing over the weekend that kept on making me think my illness can’t be Covid-19 was that I did not lose my sense of taste although with everything happening all at the same time I do have to report I did lose my sense of humour, though I am pleased to report is coming back again now.
Well I am just coming to the end of a week off work, had an eclectic mix of things that I have done, went and caught up with some friends that I have not seen in over a year at a barbeque I made time to sort my home out a little too, taking out some stuff to the recycling centre and also some charity donations to the Oxfam shop.
Also made time to go to a friend’s birthday which was a great quite night in a local bar on a Monday where said friend was running around in a dinosaur suit, I have not laughed that much in a long time, a good night was had by all.
So I will be back in work tomorrow and a little nervous because I am so darn tired today and have not left the flat since Thursday. I have no idea why I am so darn tired. It’s been a great week though.
I have not lost any weight this week though but I think that is down to the drinking of Guinness on a couple of nights out and also eating larger meal sizes than I have been used to of late. I did not put any weight on also which is good.
Still in two minds presently about the unlocking of lockdown, it’s lovely for us all to be catching up with people we have not seen for a long time and also be just around people in general. But you just hope that the vaccines continue to work their magic and we get on top of the virus in the long term.
So many stupidly horribly wrong things going on in the world at the beating heart of all great powers across the world right now, by allegedly wiser people than us common folk.
Trump in USA is in denial about Covid-19 and still refuses to wear a mask, maybe it will cause his makeup to run. Putin the wannabe Tsar of Russia is busy stitching up, yet more elections for himself, the man is poison. Xi Jinping in China has decided not only is the principle of free speech and democracy no longer relevant to his own citizens in China but it is now decreed that Hong Kong has lost the right to free speech, self determination and other vaules that make us mere mortals feel safe to sleep at night.
I sometimes fear or question Gods sincerity towards us puny humans. Or think that he has a deeply wicked sense of humour with which humanity is either the butt of the joke or the punch line. My point being Putin and Xi ridicule democracy as a failed way of working because the result being you get a Donald Trump in power a TV host who has now gotten so board of the job of President even he has now stopped reading his own tweets due to the piss poor job he is doing.
Putin on the other hand is a state sponsored gangster. He knows he is a hardcore fucknutt who cares about no one but himself and how long he can personally stay in power. His so called democracy is a sham. He knows it, we know it and those that vote for him know in to power know it to. He genuinely gives the impression that he is holding on long enough for the Russian state to invent immortality for their Russian Puttiny Tsar. Once he declares himself immortal he will probably decide that even then Russia no longer needs to believe in democratic rule of law either. There is no line Putin won’t cross no, no deed he won’t do in order to remain in power. The recent reports of the Russian state sanctioning paying of the Taliban in order to kill US soldiers is only one example of the depravity of the man that is Putin.
Xi Jinping has also from today decreed that anyone in Honk Kong wishing to advocate through peaceful process the right to have democracy and free rule from China is now likely to risk being sentenced to life in prison. What an absolute bastard of a man. The amount of so called well educated state apologists actually having the gaul to stand up and defend this nonsense on TV today was astonishing.
So these three super powered stooges are the most powerful humans on earth with a trigger happy finger on a nuclear button. I hold more compassion in my little finger than they have shown to their fellow citizens since the time they came to office. The Self-interest that existed within these three souls on this earth who though marked for greatness in the eyes of our world and for the potential good they could do for all because of the positions of power and responsibility that they find themselves occupying is simply squandered and wasted in their hands and their ancestors must be turning over in their graves. Like I said near the beginning of this little post God must have a wicked sense of humour!
To me a ‘Good’ Joke will not only provide information and insight into the comedian but also why and when the audience member laughs provides insight into that member of the audience.
Comedy may be divided into multiple genres based on the source of humor, the method of delivery, and the context in which it is delivered.
These classifications overlap, and most comedians can fit into multiple genres. For example, deadpan comics often fall into observational comedy, or into black comedy or blue comedy to contrast the morbidity, or offensiveness of the joke with a lack of emotion.
Differs from traditional punchline jokes which features many other forms of comedy such as observation, satire, surrealism, slapstick and improvisation. In its content, Alternative Comedy emerged as a counter to the establishment entertainment figures from the previous generation: It was often cited for its disregard to established comedic movements and ranged from the surreal to slapstick, usually with a combination of both.
“Cutting off the nose to spite the face” is an expression to describe a needlessly self-destructive over-reaction to a problem: “Don’t cut off your nose to spite your face” is a warning against acting out of pique, or against pursuing revenge in a way that would damage oneself more than the object of one’s anger.
So President Trump claims wrongly the following in a fecking tweet!
The morons over reaction are to then, yep you have guessed it; threaten to shut down free speech. In other words. He claims he will do the very thing he is upset about. He claims they are stifling his FREE SPEECH so his reaction is to stifle everyone’s free speech. What a moron. It’s like he says because you will no longer entitle me to blatantly lie on social media then I isn’t going to let the world use social media.
Can you imagine the shit storm that would cause if he somehow tried to do what the moron is threatening? It would be most amusing.
His devil’s would most certainly be in his detail.
“The devil is in the detail” is an idiom that refers to a catch or mysterious element hidden in the details, meaning that something might seem simple at a first look but will take more time and effort to complete than expected and derives from the earlier phrase, “God is in the detail” expressing the idea that whatever one does should be done thoroughly; i.e. details are important.
Well it’s 5:51 here in the UK on Monday morning had a busy working weekend whilst stil trying to relax and have a break.
Still preparing a list of village halls mapped across Devon I have got up to 343 community buildings across 343 locations and still more to do. About 15 hours work on weekend altogether with some great results. Really want to visit many of the places on the list once lockdown is over.
So having a cuppa and just watching this very funny Red Dwarf preview. Hope you enjoy too.
So I managed to update this site myself this time with out getting my friends help. You have no idea how many mistakes I make when trying to do IT stuff, or smeg ups you might say.
I find it so hard to navigate and spell my words properly on my website I normally publish a page first and then edit it after the event (what a muppet). I have found designing and navigating the page so dam frustrating. I paid a friend to add some structure to my site he is a web designer and it is keeping it looking presentable for now. Just been linking a new Facebook page to this site.
Well as I last looked at the clock it was 03:34 so time for bed now.
Good night thank you for reading. See you later litigator or should that have been alligator? Who knows like I say spelling bad visual word journey good.