Tuesday, November 22, 2016

The Daily News




1  WHEW! 

2  Oh, dude! What I just went through.

3   Yeesh.

4   I love computers.

5   I love that they have their own agenda, despite all.

6   And... I sort of don't like them. Know why?

7  They have their own agenda.

8  They now keep trying to scare us, all day, and most of the night. To me, that game has played out. I can only hope that the younger generation doesn't buy into all the fear generated by our computers, and by their partner in crime, the social media.

9  Last night, I tried writing this thing. My computer refused to work. 

10  This can get annoying to someone posing as a writer.

11  It's one thing to pose.

12  It's another to be a normal person trying to write, only to find computers, with little or no warning, will decide to buffer, so that entire trains of thought drift above the room and then dissipate. 

13  I have always held it in my heart that what happens to me more than likely happens to bazillions of others.

14  Buffering. You mean to tell me that in 2015 technology can't put an end to buffering? Buffering cuts ideas short. It makes communication stumble and short out constantly. If you already walk into the garage and forget why, the situation can only worsen the longer you are on the computer. Forgetfulness ain't purty, but its the only mind I got left. 

15   Since I write most every day, I consider myself in the  trenches.

16  That's an idiom. Just be careful of what you put out there. Thought control is no longer something Orwellian and fictitious. Thought control is now tangible. The easiest way to control thought in the the twenty-first century is through social media. It often divides everything into two thoughts: right or wrong. There is little grey area out there anymore. Most people go down the road of their own parents' ideologies. That's not always an intelligent way to think. A much better way to think is to read all sides to an issue, and be sure your sources are accurate. 

17  I don't need some hothead jumping all over me because I am dead certain people in high places killed a President. You can't put anything up on social media without pissing some poor fool off, even if the evidence is astounding. I guess that's the world we live in.

18  Last week I wrote a DN that featured links to some of the best resources on the JFK assassination, the anniversary of which was yesterday.

19  I tried doing that amid the normal noise that goes on in any household. If you throw babies into the mix, you can imagine trying to concentrate on facts, resources, subjects, and verbs. 

20  Listen: we all have lives. And we all get bombarded by real life daily. On top of that, the social media gurus take great pains to bomb us with fear. It angers us. I have
grandchildren now, and they are beautiful. I don't want to see them dealing with this old school nonsense. I'm not sure of how to stop it all, but it must stand down. The media is out of control, as are the idiots who control it. They throw some boushit story out there, and then they cause computers to "buffer." As a writer, I can tell you it not only annoys, but it interrupts a writer's train of thought. It stretches what should take minutes into hours. 

21  Any attempt at stretching those hours can result in extreme stress. Yet I read daily about people I know and love putting extra hours in doing things for good causes, and I stand proud. 

22  Everywhere I look I see younger people concerned about the future, about the safety of the world, and I salute all of them. 

23  I see myself trying to put together words to thank them, and I find Yahoo, Google, and AOL throwing stories that continually instill fear: fear of going to the store, fear of going to the mall, or fear of the all-powerful "Isis" targeting some small town in California to blow up cows.  And then they interrupt my reporting with some sort of "buffering."

24  Exhibit A: The very second I wrote the word "Isis," my computer screen switched from this, to something that said, "Where to next?" as though it were doing me a favor. I pictured some bell boy ushering me to the Cheesecake Factory for something with blueberries. Then my laptop screen froze. I looked around and heard a truck rumbling outside. My living room creaked and cracked. 

25  When I tapped the keypad, it returned to normal. Then it shut this down for a few seconds, and then returned. 

26  I assume it's because I have an old laptop that does stuff like that, but still: it drives me crazy. It takes a weekend to put something up that should have taken maybe a few hours. 

27  The other day I anticipated the anniversary of the JFK assassination. I tried writing it amid real life interruptions, riff challenges (which I love, incidentally), babies, family, friends,
and all the rest. I've learned how to write in all those circumstances, and indeed, I've learned that anybody even attempting to write on a daily basis more than likely runs into these things. 

28  So don't misunderstand: I'm not pointing a finger at "the Man" for any of this, but I do find it annoying, and yes, even a tad scary, given the daily headlines.

29  I'm not worried about a world out there attempting to control thought. 

30 I like, however, the younger generation calling them out.

31  I do fear mind-control efforts of the government. They began it years ago with a government op called MK-ULTRA. Mind-experimentation which could be used in both peace time, and in war time. You can Google it, if your computer doesn't freeze. Want some examples of how they dish it out?

Here: How is it that everyone suddenly glorifies bacon? Don't get me wrong; I am guilty of loving bacon. Always have. But how is it suddenly fashionable to glorify it? Because if you do, you are instantly heroic. That's how sly these fellows are. I've studied this stuff for years, as have many others of my generation. We recognize it instantly. How about these ones:

32  In the past two years, brussel sprouts and kale have become the super-stars of health. Howzbout this one: you can not only use coconut oil as a shampoo, but that you can use it to cook meals as well. Ah, there's nothing I like more than having a cup of coconut oil for breakfast, and then using it as a cologne. 

33  hashtaghashtaghashtaghashtag.

34  Day-um. 

35  Ah, I'm just an old curmudge. I woke up at four looking around for Rocky, Coley's awesome dog, who within weeks will probably have his pawprint laid down at Grauman's Chinese.

36  It's the Man. I'm telling you. It's the Man. You're free to smile. My tongue-planted-firmly-in-coconut-scented cheek has officially ended. Praise Allah. Or something.




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