As I scoffed a bowl of granola I watched an episode of “Trailer
Park Boys: The Animated Series” in which Ricky was having an argument with
his brain, before finally outsmarting it.
I then sparked up my lap-top. It went berserk as (literally)
hundreds of mails came flying in. All of those emails that I had expected to
receive on Wednesday but never came. There was also one from geocaching dot com
HQ which told me that my email provider had been blocking emails from them. I
sent a snotty email to GMX asking why they had done this, and asked what
assurances they could give me that they wouldn’t randomly block anything else
that might be important.
Nothing much had happened overnight on Facebook so I sent
out some birthday wishes and got ready for work.
As I drove to work there was an article
on the radio about a blind chap who has taken to walking the country's long-distance
footpaths. That's quite an undertaking for a blind person. I have enough
trouble getting three dogs along the Greensand Way - he was saying he walks
these paths with his guide dog. I'd be fascinated to see how he manages.
There was also quite a bit of talk on
the radio about the current fad of pulling down statues of people who seem to
be offensive to those with no understanding of history. Quite a few of London's
statues have been fenced off today so that the protesters can't deface
them. As well as endless protesters
marching in London this afternoon there are apparently all sorts of other
groups going to London as well. Some are going to fight with the protesters.
Some are going to fight with those who want to fight with the protesters (I
was asked to join one of these groups). Some are going to guard the statues
and fight with anyone who goes near (I was asked to join one of these as
well)
There was an interview with a leading
policeman today. He said that whilst people can protest as much as they like,
they must do so along the route which has been marked out for them, no one
should fight with anyone, and they must all go home at five o'clock. Back in
the day I was all for civil liberties... however more and more I can't help but
feel that everyone has "rights" but no one has "responsibilities".
If any riots kick off the coppers should sort it out. Give 'em a slap.
There was also talk of how the BBC has
un-banned the episode of "Fawlty Towers" in which Basil Fawlty
was supposedly so offensive to Germany. The BBC would seem to have listened to
common sense rather than the pathetic whinging of those who are going through
the archives looking for things about which they might take offence.
Personally I feel we should bring back
"It Ain't Half Hot, Mum", "The Black and White
Minstrels" and Alf Garnett. Not to giv offence, but as a reminder of
just how things were in the past. We achieve nothing positive by censoring what
has happened, and history has shown (time and again) that those who
don't learn from the mistakes of the past just go on to make them again.
I got to work where a colleague was
yawning a lot. So much so that she set me off. She was pleased about that - I'd
passed the test. She's taken to yawning at people, and if they don't yawn back
then they are probably a psychopath. It says so on the
internet so it must be true.
At tea break I had a message from
Facebook. Last year "Dana Cleveland" sent me a friend request
as well as an invite to join her rather unmoral Whatsapp group. I posted a
picture of her on my Facebook feed, and reported her porn-mongering to the
Facebook feds. Last year they told me that her porn-mongering didn't breach their
community standards, but today they told me that my posting a picture of her
did.
Go figure...
The weather had been glorious as I’d been at work. The
moment I got home so the heavens opened. But regardless of the rain I ran out
the hose pipe – the garden pond needed topping up.
We had a very good bit of dinner, then tuned in to the
Saturday Zoom quiz. "er indoors TM" was running it
today… I came second to last…
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