—WE GIVE ALL OF YOU
“climate change global warming heat death” geniuses exactly what you want. Here it is:
YOU now have
Yes, Miss Thunberg, you now have the con. You shriek and we’ll all jump to your bidding. You, Ma’am, now have Absolute Power over all the means of production and distribution, everywhere.
You may delegate authority as you wish, and to whomsoever you wish.
NOW, PLEASE TELL ME
what you want me to do. I shall do it without reservation:
GO GET ‘EM, TIGER!
I (we) await with bated breath the outcome—command us and prepare us to maintain your Saviour changes. So:
WHAT THE HELL SHOULD WE DO FIRST?
The clock is ticking … Jump to it, Miss Thunberg!
In the meantime I’ll keep plodding—
—while you snap to it (you do actually have a plan?*)
- ground aircraft everywhere for a start
But shipping uses fossils too, so we’ll
- park all the ships in the nearest port and remove the keys.
Motor vehicles (MVs)? That’s easy—
- only Thunberg-approved MVs may move (displaying the licence).
- Effective immediately, anything coal = shut down
(This is easy! I missed my calling, I should have been a Greenie)
And of course we’ll promptly close all the steel mills and aluminium smelters and oil wells, just for starters.
Nuclears may stay on only until we can decommission them properly (no point in saving us from soot if atoms get loose) …
* Hold me tight …
“It is becoming increasingly clear Boeing has cut corners, presumably under pressure from the performance of its Airbus competitor. Boeing has been accused of delivering the aircraft before it was ready to fly safely.”
READ FROM SOURCE: CLICK HERE
“Surprise”? No, not really, not at all even—
“We have met the enemy, Sire … and he is us!” (Rodney the knight to the wee king, in a ‘Wizard of Id’ cartoon.)
So the problem quite simply is human nature (you know, using basic ‘root-cause analysis’).
The simplistic answer, then, has to be:
get those silly humans out of the loop
(you’ll loooove this!)
—get used to it!
I’ve just blitzed
(if I may use the word) a library book on the Normandy landings and the ensuing Normandy campaign in WW2. On a subsequent Googolising whim I ended up in u-toobe with this serendipitatious happenstance viewing—
Which is actually narrated (with rather unBritish enthusiasm) by the guy who wrote the book:
—which he holds during his delivery. And well he should, it’s rather good, and it may even enter history as the Definitive work on the Normandy campaign from D-day planning through to kaputulation (if I may be allowed such a word).
The book is, literally, an eye-opener …
—and try to sell it?
Hah! You’d be gibbered right out of the office.
here in Godzone it is established fact.
Make of it what we will—
One week after the accident Rogers and another staff member met with Auto Transform – the company contracted to do the modification work – to discuss compensation.
Rogers said the response he received from general manager Daniel Stanners left him speechless.
“He looked me straight in the eye and said, ‘we’re not going to help you out’.
“They said it was God’s will … you’re lucky to be alive.”
—emphatics mine. To read from source: CLICK HERE
But wait, it gets better—
“Stanners declined to comment but wrote in an email: “I also Caution [sic] you against making any defamatory remarks against Auto Transform Ltd or using the Auto Transform name in anything that is made public in any form without approval!”
Just additional proof that if God wants you badly hurt you WILL be, and there ain’t nothin’ you can do about it; it’s fate, destiny, will-of-the-Lord and all that. So no good blaming anybody.
(QUERY: has that nice Mr Stanners dude been reading my earlier posts, about how God’s omniscience renders Human Free Will an illusion?)
I like him!
(don’t get too excited … read on)
was an Apple Macintosh. All around me folks had “computers” but it was early days and I was on a budget. Not hard up but circumspect. All I wanted was a games machine—hell, I didn’t even know they could do anything else …
THEN ONE DAY
hoofing along Auckland’s High Street I glanced into the window of a wee shoppe and saw oodles of funny looking little televisions. Intrigued, I entered. I must’ve looked a prospect ‘cos I was immediately pounced on by a salesman with enough nous to understand that I didn’t understand a word (bites? Wot? These things bite?) so he sat me down with one, gave me a very brief lesson “Watch the little arrow on the screen—this thing is called a ‘mouse’ … go gett’um, Tiger!” and left me to it.
A blissful hour or so later I came out with a lighter wallet and a heavy box. (It was by the time I reached the Ferry Buildings …)
Here, a Mac—
—which at 128k of RAM had twice the computing power of my contemporaries’ 64k other things.
IT WAS ONLY LATER
I discovered how ‘user friendly’ the Mac was compared to those other … things. From cold you booted up your Mac by switching it on and once awake simply shoved in a wee disc called a ‘floppy’ (which wasn’t). Once the screen smiled back you could make it do things.
Other computers didn’t … you had to type looooong involved formulas and if you didn’t get ’em absolutely letter-perfect, brrrrr; something like: “Load : //’C’ etc etc etc (ad nauseam).
IN MY OPINION
when the nice Mr Gates came out with ‘Windows’ I saw it as a blatant copy of the Mac‘s interfacing.
- his stuff was cheap
- the Mac was costly
- and the rest is history …
If you want the nitty gritty cut ahead to minute 25 to his summary. (Then go back and start at the beginning.)
Steve Jobs was an innovative genius, Gates a very clever businessman—the rest is history. (And the wee image up top is a Woz.)
RAIN ON ANYONE’S PARADE
especially not on their income …
Let me explain: when ‘Dilmah’ tea first hit our shelves it was introduced with a fanfare of TV commercials. We tried it and were hooked. Spouse went loose leaf, I opted teabag.
Flash forward to now.
I’ve given up their teabags but we both still brew. However—Spouse pointed out that not only Dilmah, all the brands we tried no longer have loose leaf tea. True! It’s labelled as such but what used to be loose-leaf is now effectively powder. Yep. Almost dust.
How ’bout that? Regardless of however much ‘quality’ documentation anyone can provide to ‘assure’ me I’m wrong, the product, as packaged & labelled, just isn’t the same: leaf has become powder.
subjective. But if Quality means meeting the expectations of the Customer … these products are no longer quality. Dust is not ‘loose leaf’.
So I switched brands.
Spouse remains faithful to her Dilmah “loose leaf” even though (after brewing and straining) her emptied cups have a film of blackish residue inside. Yeuch.
of our times that many products follow a similar course. They burst onto the scene but once people develop a habit the quality quietly falls away and no-one notices.
Except me …
“Crack, damn you! Stupid nut!”
(by pure serendipity, note) … … this:
A Genuine 4-leaf! (Clover.)
I was bimbling along on my walk, absently peering where I was going (I do that sometimes)(it saves me from wandering out into the road or banging into power poles and stuff) … and there it was~!
As always there was no-one around to come running over, shake me warmly by the paw, and make jelly-jelly-jelly noises of gritted-teeth congratulations. No Victoria Cross, no Nobel Prize … merely an absent “That’s nice, Dear” from The Spouse when I told her.
But when I showed her she lit up like a Christmas tree—bells rang, the sun came out, meteors swept across the firmament and distant cannons boomed (you know how it is when wives smile).
MEMO TO SELF
And all comers:
Don’t just tell ’em—show ’em!