29 May 2023

And Then, A Long One...

   Once again a link in the comments at Going Postal - and I was lucky as, apparently, no one reads the comments - I got to watch a video wot will interest anyone with an interest in wot’s interestingly known as free speech. It’s by a guy called Rommy Tobinson - apparently not his real name – who was invited to Christiansborg Palace in Copenhagen by Danish People's Party and The Free Press Society to premiere his new documentary 'Silenced'.
   Click this bit in blue but be warned,
It’s a long ‘un but well worth a watch this evening. On reflection, click above or go below...  
   Might be an idea to catch it fast as who knows how long it’ll be available. I didn’t embederate it as it’s quite possible I’ve put this Foggy Mirror in enough jeopardy simply by linking. After a pause for thought, how cowardly can you get? So here it be embederated. 

Quote;  Harry S. Truman.

“Once a government is committed to the principle of silencing the voice of opposition, it has only one way to go, and that is down the path of increasingly repressive measures, until it becomes a source of terror to all its citizens and creates a country where everyone lives in fear."

27 May 2023

And Then A Bit O’ Sun...

   Well, the last phew days have been very pleasant regards the weather haven’t they? And the sky’s been a joy to behold wot with all those con-trails doing wot I know not.
   The most noticeable thing regards a bit o’ bright weather is the reaction to this of just about all the folk of an age – and that age group I’d guess at early teens to mid forties and predominately of the opposite gender to me. Now I realise that could mean a whole host of folk these days, so for the sake of simplicity, female...
   Y’all, I’m sure, know wot I mean. Several layers of outer garments have been cast aside in favour of brightly multi-coloured super skimpy barely coverings of questionable construction.
   This coupled with the desire to have hair coloured blue, purple, red or green, or a bit of all on one head, had my little nest of vipers and I feeling like we’d been transported to the centre circle of Billy Smarts Circus as they brought on the clowns...
   No offence; do as you wish while you still can, okay?
   One thought; with the seemingly ever growing popularity to have multi facial piercings to house rings, studs, buds an’ such, do those items get a tad hot on warm, sunny days?
   Anyhoo, time to continue our stroll through the kaleidoscope that is the new world order.

Quote;  Tamerlan Kuzgov.

“Clowns are made by those who made a circus out of life.”

24 May 2023

And Then, From Back Then...

    I ‘loaned’ that wot’s below in blue way back in 2011 and bumped into it again the other day. Still works; not for me I may add. Hay, go below and let that old number play away while you read this:  Thankyou Jeff – if that was indeed the original author – for this important guidance.
   It's important for men to remember that, as women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when they were younger.

   When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are over sensitive, and there's nothing worse than an over sensitive woman.
   My name is Jeff. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Susie.
   Since I retired several years ago, it's become necessary for Susie to get a full-time job along with her part-time job, both for extra income and for the health insurance benefits that we needed.
   Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work.
   Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I don't yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table. I generally have lunch in the Men's Grill at the club so eating out is costly and not reasonable and I'm ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door.
   She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it's not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they won't clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.
   Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think. For example she will say that it's difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour.
   But, boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of my strong points.
   When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the lawn. I try not to make a scene. I'm a fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while and, as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me too.
   I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Susie. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrated women get, as they get older.
   However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife because of this article, I will consider that writing this was well worthwhile.
   After all, we're put on this earth to help each other, right?




   Jeff died suddenly on October 1 of a perforated rectum. The police report says he was found with a Calloway fifty inch Big Bertha Driver II golf club jammed up his rear end, with barely 5 inches of grip showing and a sledge hammer laying nearby.
   His wife Susie was arrested and charged with murder. The all-woman jury took only fifteen minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defence that Jeff, somehow, without looking, accidentally sat on his golf club.

Quote;  Casey Stengel

“The key to being a good manager is keeping the people who hate me away from those who are still undecided.”