And Then Not Gone Yet…

  
  Well, so, it’s been a while but small tasks around the house have occupied my time and mind.
  You’ll be familiar with those little tasks that, when younger, you’d fix on the spot right? However with ever increasing age firstly you think, ‘I can live with that’ then realise how many livable with minor problems there are so decide to get ‘em fixed. Thus another age ‘problem’ kicks in. Every little task took over my old head for at least twenty-four sleepless hours until completed. Anyhoo, all caught up now and I’m back in relax mode.
  In other ‘news’ I see a bit o’ bother’s kicked off far away. You spot a spooky similarity of thought like wot I thought?
Some nut job awakes one morning here and decides this is the day they’ll head out with a long pointy jobby and attempt to do damage to those whose belief system they don’t believe in. However, if caught they will spend some time in a comfy prison with three hots and a cot before being released back into a life of unlimited bennies.
  However, if a chap way up there tells some lad to get in his jet and go drop bombs on some folk whose belief system he doesn’t believe but gets shot down and caught, will he spend some time in a cosy prison before being released and sent home? Let’s think about that for a minu.. a second eh? I know, I know, it’s just a parallel thought wot popped into my tired old swede.
  On a happy note I’ve just received notification of the rise in my state pension. Good news? Good news for the tax man. Give and take by the grubbyment once again. More take away from the robber barons here.
Let’s give that no never mind as I also see those wot would rule and rob us have given themselves a five percent money hike. How cool is that then?
  I also caught a bit about some folk been mortally offended by some word used by a sick fellow at wot I first thought was the bath-tub awards. This transpired to be the BAFTA awards; whatever they are. Anyhoo, have those upset folk ever given this a listen?

And I’m sure they’ve never tried this cheeky number; Timidadians please give it a pass and move quickly on...

Quote; James Baldwin.

“It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.”

 

And Then, Up It Goes…

   I see that Steer Calmer’s having a spot o’ bother with his over-loaded mantelpiece. Nothing for us down here to concern ourselves with so just move quickly on to something wot does concern an ever diminishing number of us down here. And that would be? The cost of the licence to allow us to use the televisual receiving device is going up again. Well, so, I now understand a little better why this is required.
   The other evening my little nest of vipers wanted to watch something and fired the box up. It lit up as the credits of a just finished quiz show were rolling along. Ever watched those? Seems a program involving four folk on screen requires something aproaching a thousand folk behind the scenes. One ‘job’ wot caught my eye was that of the ‘Applause Coordinator’. See wot we’re paying for?
   Also, as mentioned before, if the BooBeCee is feeling the pinch, shut down all the money prize quiz shows, right? And, again as previously posted, I don’t see why us wot are here should pay for this stuff wot’s free for folk far, far away.

Quote; Bertrand Russell.

“Liberty is the right to do what I like; license, the right to do what you like.”

And Then, Wot To Believe…

   It’s been a busy time wot with one thing an’ another. Anyhoo, here’s a possibly unnecessary ‘warning’ to y’all.
   Recently, I’ve been receiving an Email from LinkedIn with the same subject line, every two or three daze. No idea. Just delete. Then, out of the blue, I got an Email from an almost forgotten buddy I worked with a very long, long time ago asking for help stating he was very ill and unable to use the inter-web thus asking if I’d go up that big river online shop and purchase a phone voucher for an equally ill relation of his. He’d send details of where to send voucher details and he’d reimburse me right away. Yeah, right. Delete. Had one of those? Be on your guard; after a quick search on Giggle I got some details here.
   Then a phone call from my neighbourhood energy advisor. Yet another yeah, right.
Damn! Is anything safe these daze? Do you have to think through every call and mail you receive? Consider every clicky thingy you’re about to do? Short answer, yes... Suspect phone call asking questions? Never answer and never, never answer ‘Yes’ as they record all and can edit calls and possibly use ‘yes’ for other nefarious purposes.
   Net result? Just in case, It all brought forward the annoying, time consuming, various critical password changing task.

Quote; Frank Stallone.

“Curiosity pulls people into the scam.”