Thursday, 18 October 2012

wix com

Wix com just sent me an advert email about their products

They tell me I can unsub if I wish to

But I never subscribed

I have complained rudely

It will be interesting to see if they reply and to see how self-righteous they are

Me, me

A "meme" is a bit of cultural zeitgeist trapped in the form of bits and pixels, passed along via Facebook, Tumblr, and Twitter. says the BBC News magazine in Washington, reported on the BBC website.

Well, no it isn't.

What the post-literate lady is describing is a fashionable idiocy. What she is telling us is what she and perhaps her accomplices in damaging the language think it means.

I'd want the word "idea" in any definition, and I mean more than a passing concatenation of imitated words that make up what we might call her Consciousness Experience.

Mind you, I suppose if your meme is to talk bollocks then her definition works

(Earlier on today I read elsewhere that Travelling is an important part of the Travelling Experience.)

Notice too the use of "zeitgeist".

And when is the zeitgeist not cultural?

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

the appearance of investigative journalism


An item on R4 Todas programme on the establishment of the Israeli Ariel university on Palestinian territory – that's the Palestinian territory that the world acknowledges is Palestinian - brought variations on a theme.

In a rather elegant non sequitur, someone they'd found to defend Error Israel, there are plenty willing, started at the complaint and came out towards the end of his sentence asking how anyone could suggest that Jewish people are not associated with the area.

The interviewer did not ask him what the hell he was talking about,;probably too scared he'd be accused of being in favour of the holocaust

and another... in my own words “Why are people complaining about what we do in the occupied territories when they should be complaining about what is happening in Syria?”

The interviewer did not say that we care about that too but that maybe the problem in Syria is the same as the problem in Palestine – a few people making exceptionalist racist claims

If he had, there might have been a scream: you see! everyone hates us

and so it continues.

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and later Lord Freud – just say that to yourself (Lord... Freud...) and feel the absurdity in your veins

Lord Freud assured as or seemed to that transitional arrangements for malingerers like the disabled would just go on and on

That's why they're called transitional I suppose

But of course the interviewer didn't ask about that

I mean, he is a Lord

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I wonder how Jimmy Savile got away with it

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Child abuse

What a gift Jimmy Savile has been to people who want to change the subject or find an excuse to attack the BBC

Clive Anderson put it rather well. I don't have his exact words, but the broad gist was what a pity it is that we do not have a press willing to invade people's privacy and find out what is really going on

I am very doubtful indeed about a lot of the horror being expressed and a lot of the concern about the well-being of young people.

Lots of people who would never dream of putting their hands up a girl's skirt will teach her all sorts of nonsense in the name of education and in pursuit of cheaply bought labour

Monday, 15 October 2012

A conversation in the agora


NARRATOR: We have a man here in this cafe who is a researcher for a University. He has been without his email for a month because the university has upgraded his email. It seems to him that no one will criticise the I T department. This annoys him.

He has just received an email to his personal account from the I T Dept which tells him that they have added information to his job number and gives him a link to click. As the link requires that he have an up to date email account, it will not work. This annoys him.

He emails them and tells them that this same thing happened three weeks ago.

They write back and say they are sorry but the reason they cannot reconnect him is because they are waiting for a component. They add a link for further information which does not work. This annoys him.

He emails them and asks: What component is it that singles out one user?

They write back and say that the reason they cannot reconnect him is because they do not know why they disconnected him. When they have found that out, then they should be able to reconnect him. They add a link for further information which does not work. This annoys him.

He writes back and says that is is quite clear how the situation has arisen: they have not followed good practice. He expands upon this in detail.

Through all this time a child has been screaming. He is near to the man. He is a boy of two years old at the most and he is making the maximum noise possible. His mother is sipping a coffee placidly. His grandmother is reading a magazine.

All around people are making faces at each other. One says: You can't do anything can you?

 MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: You two are being very selfish. Please keep your child quiet.

NARRATOR: The mother looks at the man contemptuously and goes back to her coffee. The child screams.

The university write back and say that the reason that they cannot reconnect him is because there are ambiguities in their database which they do not understand. When they have resolved that.... They add a link for further information which does not work. This annoys him.

After some minutes, the man without email loses his temper

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: Shut the noise

MAN WITH NEWSPAPER IN FRONT OF HIS FACE: Hear! Hear!

NARRATOR: The man without email says to the university that they should have checked the database before using it and not after. (He does not actually believe their story but suspects they will get genuinely upset if he says so; and he has no idea how to deal with such shallow and baseless upset.) He asks for his account to be restored.

Child screams.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: Shut up!

MOTHER: All children make a noise

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: Some parents teach them to be quiet or take them away from others

MOTHER: He's not bothering you. No one else cares.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: He is bothering me. That man cares but he may be scared to say so. Most of us care but you take advantage of our politeness

MOTHER: He's a child. You're an adult; act it.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: You too are an adult. Take your responsibility as an adult.

MOTHER: You have grey hair. You should know better. It's nothing to do with you.

NARRATOR Child screams.

The university ask the man without email for his user name. They add a link for further information which does not work. This annoys him.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: It's everything to do with me.

MOTHER: You only think that because you have a laptop.

NARRATOR Child screams.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: What?!

MOTHER: You think you're clever; but you're not. You're stupid. You think: I've got a laptop so you must all do as I say.

NARRATOR: The man without email points out that he gave the university his account data a month ago. He repeats it.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: You're a fool.

NARRATOR Child screams.

MAN WITH CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: You're out of order mate. You can't speak to a woman like that.

NARRATOR The university I T experts say that they cannot reconnect the man without email until tomorrow after an overnight process has run. They add a link for further information which does not work.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: Oh I see. You think women should have special treatment do you?

MAN WITH CLOSE CROPPED HAIRC: Yes.

NARRATOR Around him his attendants nod agreement

Child screams.

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: Anyone. All of us

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: Madam, will you keep that child quiet or at least quieter?

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: You're a cunt

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: That's your best word for me is it?

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: You are one

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: So much for your concern for women

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: What you mean?

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: You're sexist. As sexist as she is selfish

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: She's right. You do think you're clever. Listen mate you're talking shit and you're a wanker and you're a cunt

NARRATOR Woman and mother and screaming child leave, child still screaming

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: You've driven them out.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: I'm glad they've gone if they can't keep quiet

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: You're arrogant you cunt

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: In what way?

MAN WITHOUT CLOSE CROPPED HAIR: There's no point in talking to you (exeunt)

NARRATOR The man without university email asks why the university didn't run the overnight process a month ago. After a few minutes, by way of reply, they apologise for any inconvenience. They add a link for further information.

WAITRESS: It's quieter now.

MAN WITHOUT EMAIL: Sorry about that

WAITRESS: No, you're right. People have no right behaving like that; but we're not allowed to do anything


Thursday, 11 October 2012

Last night in Moribunds


I have to say that the Tories have been as good as their word.

I was in Moribunds Super Market in Sutton last night and there were a woman and a man really taking their time packing at a payment gate; and then they took their time having a scratch – I tell the truth – and then took their time finding their credit cards; and the longer they took the more funny they thought it was.

And suddenly Theresa May, the unattractive but rather dominant Home Secretary, appeared.

Who would have thought that she would visit us? And in Moribunds?

I suppose it's their refit. They've cleared out all the last century food furniture and moved everything around to wake up our hunter gatherer instincts. They've lowered the temperature so that the throughput to their cafe is speeded up. And they have made it very very bright. So much light! They can see us; we can see the goodies. It is exciting. Market Street dominates, of course. Much better than a real Market Street.

It's very modern and she would want to be associated with that.

Ms May screamed: “This woman and this man are antisocial. Punish them.” Her guardian policeperson leapt forward and pistol whipped them.

“What have we done?” screamed the woman.

“You,” said Ms May, as if she were struggling to control herself, “have wasted time; and time is the essence of money-making; and money-making is the essence of life.”

“Yes,” said the man. “I see that now. The woman tempted me. Please forgive me. Forgive us.”
And I saw that to Ms May's left, and one or two steps back, there was God the Father, watching approvingly and in conversation with Rupert Murdoch.

“Leave this supermarket!” cried the Home Secretary. “Never return here. It is too good for you. All your days you will shop in Asda and struggle to find bargains such as you have become used to. And never dare to get in the way of the ordinary decent people whose time you have wasted.”

And they crawled away to to fresh deals and offers new.

Artificial intelligence

I just got my personalised shopping recommendations from Amazon
A sweatshirt for 64 pounds
A Nespresso machine
Jake and the Neverland Pirates Yoho Let's Go Talking Figure
Slendertone Abs Female Abdominal Toning Belt
A camera of lower quality than the one they recently sold me
A watch 12 times the price of the one they last sold me
An amusing DVD
Another amusing DVD
Seiko Oxford Crossword Solver
A Digital Drum Kit
A poorly specced laptop