You are being watched as you blog

My last blogblurt was quite innocuous; although the title contained the words “weapons” and “campaign” and it did mention that the Man could be foolish. On my next visit to the site, I noticed an ad tag in the header: “Conservative Politics”.
Now, I have 1 blog friend, who hasn’t had a blog since 4 June. I have not received any feedback or comment on my call to increase the global campaign against the necktie (do not despair – we shall overcome). The point is why and how was I so identified?
My conclusion is that it was done by machine, which I resent. Politics are matters of the heart as much as the head. I do not believe that the intertwining recipe of intellect and emotion can be replicated by machine. Ergo: I cannot deny the utilitarian value of stereotypes, but I can resent it.
However, on occasion, the odd anarchic tactic may justifiably or at least understandably, be used to assuage the bruised psyche, (surely? … if used only moderately) Tough tofu, you word weed wimp – you are what you are labelled; machines don’t recognise slimy grovels… do they?
To hell with it, I will perservere, like the Crusader, whose name I bear, in the path of virtue & righteousness (I refute his religious intolerance though, without which, he would not have gone a-crusading , I suppose).
Soo, check my tags out next week, let’s see if I garner any more Big Bro interest and labels.
Get off my back, Jack – political values change, like people; tolerance is elastic and the centre moves!
I am unique & and reject your label.
Wow! I am so radical…yeah right!

A call to take up inoffensive weapons in a global campaign

The time has come, as the Walrus said, to think of other things.
The organisation / association / school which I am proud & happy to have been a part of for over a decade, has decided to broaden its campaign.
It has been accepted that the global campaign against neckties has had some impact. Sympathisers have increased awareness that tying decorated strips of cloth around one’s neck is folly and a clear symbol of submission to the yoke of ridiculous convention.

I attended a seminar in the city recently. It was depressing: I had to seek guidance on how to access the lift – there were 6, with no buttons. One had to mechanically alert a console in the foyer as to one’s destination & it advised which lift would convey you. The damn thing had only a clock & an alarm bell & took me straight to floor 20 without stopping.
Even worse were the attendees
: 90/100 uniformly attired in black; decorative nooses tightly wound around male necks & jackets buttoned …. slightly amused at my grey flannel slacks and cardigan, politely ignoring my lack of necktie.  All I could think of was urban clones. The lawyers who adressed us, could have been brother and sisters, raised by a Sergeant Major! I am so glad I don’t work in the city!! The campaign has a loong way to go.

The Israelis, those clever industrious aggressive people, who are the best example of a general rejection of that corporate noose, are not doing well with PR at the moment though! So, a different campaign, a strategic feint, is considered appropriate to garner fresh attention
Being easy going, we understand the courage and daring involved in resistance. The Man is mean, unreasonable and unrelenting – a challenge of this nature is likely to invite institutional condemnation from up high
The Man, who has tolerated this absurdity for many years, will have to admit his own folly to recant. That is hard and would attract labels such as radical, liberal and, horror of horrors, may risk refusal of entry to the Club! So any challenge will be stifled.
Of course, women do not have to comply – that is discriminatory; but don’t tell a lawyer that, there will be an answer. Perhaps men should wear skirts to work – they could call them kilts …hmmm!

Take courage, talk about it, debate it, defend it, attack it!

We believe wearing silly socks can bring about a gradual erosion of urban uniform mentality. Start on Fridays & spread the word; encourage participation, praise creativity. It cannot be  faulted (it is underwear , after all)

To socks, to socks!