Puzzling and unexpected.
Two boys. Brothers. Formative years.
Horseplay in the waiting room, I’m not paying attention.
I heard a sound. I don’t know what it was.
My mind does.
That puzzle piece is a root trigger. Deep and legacy.
A localized, cool breeze forms over thoracic. Cold. Instant.
Waiting for the event. Waiting for the ambush. Waiting for the violence.
V is for violence. It is purple on my right and navy on my left.
I’ve been using the internet since 1991. I’m not the generation that built it, but I am the generation that took it from obscurity to fruition.
In 2014 I cut back on my use of social media, primarily because I felt that the very fabric of the internet was starting to ‘guide’ me in a direction, whatever that direction was I didn’t know, but I didn’t like it. I actually really don’t come here that often now. I create and stock, or post, I contribute but don’t partake, I have too many other things on my mind to pay attention.
Twitter, to me, was always a bullshit platform, I still think it is. In the beginning, it was people talking about what they were doing at that moment, just rubbish, typing to be heard. Now, it’s that and more of it in cumulative voluminous chorus of pure unmitigated liquid shit.
Anyone who thinks Twitter is a powerful news media platform is off their rocker, simply and plainly, we are not journalists.
Pick a minstrel, and they will play to, or for their audience. You put a hundred people in a room and the dynamics will form eponymous groups
The first thing you learn in a conflict zone is there is no truth, that goes out well before boots hit the ground or even the first fist is raised, let alone bullets or Molotov’s. Truth was shoved out the door before the show even started.
Regionalized information delivery is 100% against what the internet was raised to be.
Proper news information delivery is journalism, and that comes with context, perspective and contrast; two or more sides of a situation delivered within the parameters of context and with ethics, backstory and overview. Yes the journalist is skewed, intrinsically, but the journalist is the brightest computer fueled by conviction, compassion, empathy and had human experience, which as yet, has not been emulated by machine, but is in danger of being swallowed by the tsunami of white noise, grey noise, black noise, brown noise, noise, or, as Navy personnel call interference, which all comes with agenda and skew.
What is real? Where is the middle ground?
Where are we?
Remember who you are.
Who are you?
Happy to see a class action lawsuit against Apple for its recent beligerance towards their iPhone customers.
Oh it so irritates me when those Mac Geniuses tell you that there’s nothing wrong.
I had a serious problem with my IPhone 4, and had to have the battery replaced by an semi-authorized service centre when I was in India. Later, back in the U.S. a Genius told me that they wouldn’t touch my phone now because it hasn’t been serviced at an Apple store. Explaining my situation, the guy didn’t seem to give a toss, and so a conversation with his supervisor who told me point blank, that their batteries never degrade, prompting me to ask if they had somehow found the secret to miniaturized perpetual motion.
I ended taking apple to the small claims court and won the right to the repair cost and the BS of dealing with people who are under pressure from higher ups to fob off anyone with pesky questions. Needless to say the phone died a few weeks afterwards because mysteriously a capacitor was weakened during the battery replacement. None of which is provable and so Samsung got a new customer until the iPhone 6 came out.
IOS 11 definitely made my 6+ dredge slow, but it was already getting slow before the update, taking 8 minuets too hard reboot. I would have preferred if they could have given us the possibility of rolling back to an older OS version, while keeping the security updates. I don’t see how that is not possible.
Sometimes I do this. In the summer I do it more.
I have terrible teeth, from a combination of reasons, and also I have dentist phobia, so I have an immersion blender that chews for me. This way, my diet is radically better.
I think, if I had better teeth, I probably wouldn’t eat half the things I put into the cauldron.
I like food but have little food imagination, and tend to make what I grew up with, or a minor variation on that. I will put all kinds of things into the jar, sometimes it’s more experimental than others.
Today, it’s Arigula, Carrots, Celery, Satsuma’s, Strawberries, Kiwi & Banana, and I add about two soup spoons of diluted plain or Vanilla yogurt to make it a bit more natural like Mountain Dew.
It’s dense, and has to be consumed slowly, about 10-15minutes, but I feel better for 36-48 hours the days I make these vs not.
The blender was $40 at Target. It has two speeds, start with the slow speed and add a shot of water until it’s a fluid pulp, then add more water (which makes it easier for the blender), and blend until it’s a thick liquid, voila a smooth e, aka great sustenance & hydration in one go.