I slept reasonably well, but was
still wide awake an hour before the alarm was due to sing at me. I got up and
watched two more episodes of “Love Death and Robots”. Each episode is
rather short and rather absorbing. In just one day I’ve got a third of the way
through the first season.
I then had a look at Facebook
and defriended yet another hate-monger. This was one who loudly and regularly
bangs on about being a Christian, but like quite a few Christians, he never
practises what he preaches. I was tempted to ask why he felt that the European
Union was any way reminiscent of Hitler’s Third Reich? The only similarity that
I could see is that they both are across the sea. But for many people in
today’s Britain, coming from over the other side of the English Channel is
reason enough to hate.
Such a shame.
Mind you, with him gone I’ve
still got over five hundred other people on my friends list, so I doubt I’ll
miss him.
I also had an email from
LinkedIn asking if I would like to send a message of congratulations to Ledina
Mino who was now been working Pegasus Med Laboratory for five years. I drafted
a message to LinkedIn asking who Ledina Mino was, and where and what was “Pegasus
Med Laboratory” but then I saw the email had come from one of those
no-reply email accounts. I suppose they do that deliberately.
As I drove to
work the pundits on the radio were blathering about Brexit (yet again).
Apparently the Prime Minister *isn't* going to be allowed to waste any
more Parliamentary time squabbling about her moribund Brexit deal because it
has already had the thumbs-down twice before. To support his position in saying
"NO!!" the speaker of the House of Commons has cited all sorts
of historical precedents going back to 1604. There are those who think this is
a bad thing. There are those who think it pedantic, or even ridiculous. However
this is what you get from having a Parliamentary democracy with rules. Perhaps
the rules are rubbish, but they are British rules (!) (You'd think
that the likes of Jacob Rees-Mogg and Boris Johnson would be pleased about that!)
There was
also talk about the terrorist atrocity in New Zealand last weekend. The New
Zealand premier has said that she will not speak the name of the perpetrator of
the terror attack as this just gives him posthumous publicity. I think she's
right. Interestingly this isn't a new idea. I wonder if she has read Isaac
Asimov's "Foundation" books?
I got to
work; I did my bit. Over lunch break I finished my e-book. And following on
from last week's rant about National Book Week I'm going to be a bit more vocal
about what books I like and what books I don't. "Do You Dream of Terra
Two?" by Temi Oh had been appearing in adverts on my Facebook feed for
some weeks. I downloaded it thinking it was a decent sci-fi book. It wasn't. It
was effectively a teenage angst story set in outer space written by someone
with a very dubious grasp on orbital mechanics. Whilst it is rather simplistic
to give a book a score, a score is what Amazon want. I'd be hard pressed to
give it more than two out of five.
Talking of
which, a week or so ago I mentioned about a little book-related project I
started. I worked on it a little bit more. You can see what I’ve been reading
recently by clicking here.
I came home. "er
indoors TM"
was a little late, so she came home via the chip shop. We scoffed cod and chips
whilst watching this week’s celebrity Bake-Off. I say “celebrity” Bake-Off. Johnny Vegas is famous, but with him was an
MP, an athlete, and some very noisy idiot who left half-way through. I looked
the bloke up on the
Internet. He’s apparently a rapper. I think they missed off the “c”…
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