Hellooo, hellooo – good to be back, good to be back…. wanna be in my band, my band? Gary Glitter sang that many years ago. OOps! – he was a nasty.
The Struggle Continues…..
The Silly Socks on Friday (SSOF) movement originated in Africa over 20 years ago in the vicinity of the deepest man made hole in the earth’s surface.
It has 1 simple rule:
SOCKS WORN ON FRIDAY SHOULD BE SILLY
The underlying stimulus leading to establishment of the movement was reportedly a revolt against the corporate look, a need to take the challenge beyond cartoon ties. A main objective of the movement is the outing of ties as one of the most illogical, impractical and indefensible habits of mankind.
Strive to be different! Question the status quo! – it quickens the heart and chases thoughts into new directions.
I wonder if people who blog are of a certain type …?
I noticed that after my last blog (Where were we ?/ are we? / are we going to be?) that ad-tags for counselling and personality assessment attached to my blog
I also note that 1 or 2 fellow bloggers appear to have suffered mental frailty from time to time
Maybe I am not only depressed but paranoid as well – I noticed the Man watching my blog in ’06, because I happened to blather on about the struggle to be free of the yoke of the necktie …..
I suppose it is just ad-people intruding to impose their products on anyone who may be disposed to consider them. They assume propensities from blog-utterances …
That can be risky because most people try to shield their true thoughts … ah well, I am happy to lead people down avenues of my thoughts …maybe they will glimpse sanity & reality !
On another tack … I have always tried to look at things from both sides, to try and understand the motivation of the most maligned side.
No-one can applaud or rejoice in the deaths of so many innocents in the Gaza tragedy.. but, if someone kept on shooting at my house and wouldn’t stop, I would probably send my soldiers to stop the problem too.
Subtlety & patience tend to disappear when bullets fly – the usual response is to retaliate with all you have until the attack stops.
I just wish it would stop ….
No urge to splurge for 814 days… good to see old friends are still around.
Very prolific ABE! I guess you are my inspiration … you keep on writing.
Much prefer the old editor, which starts with:
F U K D which usually sums me up my quite well.
I suppose I need to get up and steer the ship & drive it towards the destination I want to reach … but where is that?
Must do better than that – let me sleep on it.
Do you have a Hero? What is it that you admire about your Hero? I have been trying to find a role model for my children. It is not easy …! What are the virtues of a role model? Do they have any vices?
Yes … they must have some vice in them ,,, I mean even Jesus lost his temper and threw the moneylenders out of the Temple; Lord Buddha lived the life of Reilly before he disobeyed his father, witnessed real life, embraced temperance and renounced desires.
Aquinas’ Cardinal Virtues ring a bell with me, they describe real models of behaviour for good people:
A quick flick through Google on Aquinas and Temperance described models for behaviour that seemed real and achievable. Of course, there will be shortfalls and lapses … the idea is that we recognise this and get up and re-direct ourselves, with these virtuous beacons.
Why don’t they teach them in schools? They are surely universally recognised as conduct which would maintain harmonious, productive societies?
This is something real which politicians and role models should give to all of us! Spread the word! Shake the trees!
Help our children choose the best way of Life!
I saw this little weblink on the Walrus ‘ wallow and it set off a train of thought which is quite radical, so ignore it if you wish / at your peril, heh,heh!
It caught my interest & I immediately made to try it & then hesitated: …. Walrus is witty, clever, cosmopolitan, wise & has 100 friends; his blog is worth $12.00 … I am naive, unpolished and only have 3 friends … what will my blog be worth …12 cents?
My train of thought went this way: this is how Satan works … he senses vanity and pride and a desire for re-assurance and exploits it: you could just be wiser / more entertaining than you thought… don’t be chicken….
It has been a recurring thought, last thunk when I saw, at first glance, an attractive woman of about 40. Closer examination revealed those tight bubble cheekbones that suggest botox treatment. That’s when I thought about vanity & how Satan sucks people in through vanity. Botox is definitely a vanity thing. I don’t believe vanity is ever a good thing.
It’s not easy though,is it – I still have a sneaky need to know …
Vade retro, Satanas
First of September is my Mum’s birthday – she would have been 95 yesterday (today if you are north of Nairobi)
It is also celebrated as the start of Spring, south of that place – although the grass is riz & I know where the boidie is (on the branch of the tree above trilling &twittering its joy!)
We also received news of the birth of Luke who is the 20th grand child of my siblings (what is the collective for nephews & nieces?)
My sweetpeas are slow, but show promise, I cycled 15 kms yesterday and reduced my food intake, …. I intend to shed bulk and celebrate my arrival at closer to 60 than 50 in sleek & admired form.
The sun promises to shine, so we have been told in this little slowly decaying outpost in the South Pacific (get away, you depressing note)
There is a great deal to be thankful for – this applies to readers of this blathering blog.
Seize the day – paint your world in joyous colours, embrace your loved ones!!
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!