POST NOT READY UNTIL 10.00
or even later
I shall attempt to put something more coherent and infotaining, here today
This piece will be maybe built up over a few days.
Not that anyone deserves my efforts.
Thats the POINT!
plod on because one can.
righty ho now if you think pomegranite 'late' is a good thing and splendid human evolution you won't get this. So go and get some pills from your doctor to make your self pity worse...
Only loads of strong black coffee, every dawn no matter what, is one thing that ... (?) but of course " a cup or two.." is the default risk averse nonsense..
All my life i have tollerated just fine at least 7 or 8
And then by lunctime all drinks ceased...not even water to 'hydrate' the self when walking - in VERY hot condits
If just one REAL thing can get you through the day, and years of the same old even if one cannot say the word in England or any other region of the sceptic aisle, and it certainly isn't 'me' - it is indeed "fight"
Even if the real 'fight' is with the millions who preach mindfulness or yoga - or some other self pitying failed wank, over actually day in day out speaking with folk so so 'nudgy' about little things like ALL human activity effervesces mollecules into the ecosystems
so "THE COMMON GOOD" is to at least set example and for example even when years we lived high up in the actual semi wildness with a very narrow and steep backroad subject to serious winter ice SOMEtimes ...i have never owned or even considered owning a 4wd...
The 'common good' is remebering thistermorn even with absolutelly nothing except a continual for 35 years ,low level inner worry that iof one exists so ultra thriftily something can go genuinely 'wrong' at any time that actually matters..
And when it does its a good lesson - indeed an evolution.
rembering i forgot the biggie - playfiully parroting the best pathtalk of all...the common good
And how speaking with a wonderful European a few days ago (even she on the pills!) at least i can give great Rough Guide style information - as all that matters is the information: " the real difference luv between here and over there is that here if one uses the phrase 'the common good' - even for example ' it is for the common good to not go to the doctor unless one is REALLY really certainly seriously ill as you may be taking the slot that someone who really is definately on death's door may need' people look at you like you are a mad person ... and if you are constant and thoughtful in your oracy to stick in the term 'common good' almost always , it makes them have a panic attack and not sleep for decades .. whereas in your splendid Europe its amazing i speak with many Europeans about that phrase and none of them look as if they want to jab their silly walking poles into your eyes... "
And a non Anglo-yank (i do think this aisle only became) can actually sit for at least a quarter of an hour whilst we trade parables about " ahhh you say your walking poles saved your life that one extreme day....well hang on had you never become addicted to them maybe your innate human natural balance and forward scanning of the terraine and indeed windiness may have prevented you slightly wobbling at that cliff edge place in the first place... " and be totally human and not even need to state " we agree to disagree.." by her fabulous body...
language. And sincere warmth that effervesces we're all innit, together
So the 'common good' - and one doesn't want to sound portentious here or use big words that poor Russell Brand is addicted to using, to 'people please' in an extremely wonky way - sort of inverse I am a man of the peeps and trust you not to want to spit at me for using words that require a dictionary at hand to listen to endless nonsense - i know as i have several decades of 'lived experience' of how his flocks are all targic little people pleasers, as he never got over being addicted to being himself, and anyone stupid enough to think the 'twelve steps' works with some 'divine' nutjobbing in the background should actually work with a few from their top rung who whilst preaching "once you have got over the drugs beware as a frequent placebo addiction comes along whereby you placate everyone with people pleasing disease - saying lovely 'for the common good of EVERY lovely living thing' stuff you have no intention of following out as you forget you say it as soon as you say it ..or just saying you will come and claim the free holiday [2021] in the sticks in return for being a mature elder and speaking nicely with the middle aged junkie i was attempting to get to the 'program' but a man can never be listened to in UK for a decade plus so needs a fellow commoner doing her side of the equation... nope no hope...
Anyway i digress, well not really...
The common good is over a long period of time realising that one doesnt actually need a fridge - i havent had one 16 years and am not aware of being poisoned, and speaking about this, perhaps pointing out that at the same time the middle aged - most or many so so "i'm off on my solo pilgremage to find 'myself' .. " so rarely come back and realise that 'be the change' means try and most of the time do two per woodburner or even fridge...
If you must... especially if its only used to keep cool the usual Neals Yard type elite superfoods they think will keep their brains so elite when they cannot even rember all the many things discussed over a month or more that are all prefixed by 'for the common good' .. " this film idea could be put to your money man.."
But a more common good is how when one hasnt had a fridge so long, and thistermarch using a temporarily vacated 'barn' (the 'taxpayer' was paying rather a lot for) is, good for me, a decade and a half of the exquisite quiteness most dawns not even a humming fridge motor... when one is in the presence of one, humming away to keep that one cheese all cool, how distracting and rather unpleasant they are so turn it off but make a note to remeber to turn it back on before leaving...
(i keep forgetting that one - the latest tempest of blowing debris in the Kate Tempestupous nonsense that comes out of their mouths for several decades - started with 'spiritual' and 'bipolar', melded into 'control' and 'narcissism' and endless other labelling - in my day the one label i think generally worked was you are what you say - meaning if one is accusing someon else of some trait its often there in the sayer even more... but then the endless space cadet - its not even 'new age' - original new age was a bit ok... endless speak-to-perform yumminess and loveliness when the woman who said the above during discussion on how to actually assist her so called friend with terrible state 'violence' against her being a mother always as they always do for some years make it about THEIR made up credentials of loveliness... funny thing is every 'empath' i have had the time wasting experience of encountering as that word becomes the latest on-trend late night Fakebookery ... and spills into real life...in their real life they arent even 'aware' they are wasting your time as every word is as meaningless as a self pitying Tempest tune... merely designed to line her pockets.
ahhahh at LAST!
i get back to it just for you
meanies
I hadn't found time til
Now
What should we do about inherited inequality?
Michael Buerk chairs a debate examining the moral issues behind one of the week's news stories. With Tim Stanley, Ash Sarkar, James Orr and Mona Siddiqui.
I should have spent that night sleepless with exasperation at how stupid and uneducated the so called chattering class - the problem is they arent as in fact they influence policy too...
all politics is is just those with some public platform over long periods repeating the same dull ideas... finding new ways to put the same points...
(arrogance is thinking first go will work )
Anyway to be curled up in my tincan fridge and hear the suposed best minds of this generation - Stanley is a lead Torygraph AND 'Christian' speaker for gods sake...
Discuss 'inherited' wealth sideways and not even manage to get in as the greats of the past knew from Mary Anne evans to Tolstoy and all of Bates and even a lot of dodgy DH
never mind Bovary even most tv addicts get to that one
inherited wealth almost always HARMS the inheritor...
To have a discussion on that topic without the as we all know sometimes, even oftimes, damage, mentioned
Is the end of the whole Enlightenment.
And SO thankfully i never myself inherited a penny as of course it was all pissed away - the grape so often did, does...always will...
But also i happen to have known years gone by various examples of how it still turns you into a self pitying cabbage with nothing to say (except 'we were callously ghosted by Jools when we offered our latest live performance to his peeps.. ...such prejuidice!" rather than maybe its cos it was all always crap... age 63...not surprising he loves to put it all down to depression..)
(" even if you are extremely hungry please dont pinch our apples" - i got my revenge on her a little later) Anyway i meander for years - the last five especially enjoyably... even if quiet fringe places only. All towns packed with mad really sick dodgy junkies (another reason really women as they become desirably aged are of course endlessly suffering some condition or other as fear of madblokes affects blokes too and the madduns rarely go for couples...and all angst does have some mind-body negative effect over time.... funny that the Greens think there are other solutions ... i shall come back to later)
"fight" is such a hard word.... because it's not really fashionable. And anyway has been utterly sidetracked into having opinions one or other side of the great 'societal divide' - which doesnt exist.
Me, for 15, but especially the last 5 years, almost every day way before dawn (this time of the year) i am up in the sublime quiet - nobody could give one fig for me...
(nobody did 15 years even ones own world champion self pitying mother scandalously kidnapping my lass over to the other household.... she wont remeber misscalling me 2010 rather than the man who stole my kid away to she only wished to flatter-charm..i wonder why ...)
Nobody REALLY helps anyone for years i know as five years ago i did yet another subtle gentle dangerous 'intervention' of course yet another duff word for when there is no 'society' - all the local (well in my case regional as i 33 years lived way away from even medium sized towns) social workers, and even most doctors hysterically hiding behind their sofa for months ... never mind the local 'do gooder' preaching from his trinket shop... but not daring to ever go out just up the road, and speak with the woman who was age 50 drinking herself officially to death...
Like the muppet i am and have been 20 years... i did....a lot.... and even put in place a standard it aint rocket science 'recovery' program for said very unplesant mad (and actually dangerous) woman...
Now that sounds pious and hardly any 'fight' ...
Jack Straw (winning a public battle against him April 2009) is a pathetic little muppet compared to the combined vicissitudes of a very small town of almost all "Guardian Reading" Nutzis who want you arrested if they (helena) could for being always smiley in the queue for two in two out at spar.... more than ones alloted times a week as the actual Nutzi whom was in charge of the queue.... one fell for...as she knew...
And her and i played out the only theatre that ever matters behind their hunkered over backs...
all that first summer...
Anyway back to the point of.... nine months... baby steps trying to nudge some or other most queenly mother hen of that small high st into "look if i can get up the NA woman for her free holiday in return for helping this woman see sense ... and it works maybe she listens... one or other of us will need to at least drive her once a month say to some slightly grown up NA group session a LONG way away...even Bristol full of bluehaired space cadets... and there is NO way a bloke can be alone in a car with an average British woman being these lands world centre of making up stories .... so all i need is someone to pledge to just maybe one rescue mission a month or even find a few others in your lovely famous 'community' of the prerfect people living the bucolic dream of a lovely 'caring' community as even the Torygraph rit a few years ago..... she will probably die if we dont as the lab report on her liver does say half is gone .... i saw it with my own eyes..in fact she almpost displays it as material for a Kate Tempest song .. like blaming some other 'community' except this one here for ignoring her as for years she's gone semi junkytoo.... "
which is the actual 'fight' - the one nobody will ever record in any history books...call it apathy.... call it cowardice... i 30 years ago called it Acedia...
I'm nothing new here...
But how interesting when the 'fight' is just managing to get through the occasional conversation over 9 months without ever saying " i thought you may have offered when i spoke to you a few months ago" as THAT will get you more than eyejabbed ... will be twisted around and even used against you ... and even more ostracised for doing EXACTLY what even theor Torygraph PR piece said they were world champions of, being a nice caring community..
That kind of 'fight' .. that endlessly depresses you for days weeks.... not clinical 'depression' the real kind based on knoing for sure as a notdepressed simple ordinary person carrying out the playbook you knew is good as a kid from GREAT role models (all of whom ended up in middle age as some or other lost junkyish cause - the rteal sadness) .. but couldnt until maybe 20 years ago be that, always..no matter what.... especially when it ALWAYS fails...
Always 100% ..
That i full well know is the main 'cure' for 'depression'. tm / patent / copyright me...
Shame i shan't even succeed in getting that stuff down coherently, too...
