Month: July 2008

  • The last post?

    I feel rather like an American redwood tree, growing contentedly in a field, and now felled in the name of progress, because it was on the centre line of a new motorway. My current inability to go on the Internet, has given me pause to reassess my future.

    My daughter is convinced that circumstances are telling me to give up the blog. To some extent I feel that I have come to the end of the road because my comments are sometimes repetitious, as the sins I comment on are committed repeatedly, and often I find what I have said one day is repeated the next or a few days later in the media. I find that I also occasionally a have an incredible number of readers, and someone told me that it was probable that schools were using my biographical material for projects.

    In consequence I am at a crossroads. Clearly, at sometime in the future, I am going to have the Internet problem untangled by a specialist, who is currently on holiday. I get very few comments on what I write, and as I have said before, it is rather like shouting down a well, all you get back is the echo of your own voice. I am therefore considering taking the biographical material, adding previous apposite posts, and leaving it so that those who want to research the past and review the rate of change in 80 years can, thus leaving it to others to point out all the dishonesty, the subterfuge and the downright criminality that is abroad today.

    I suppose what I’m doing is running a flag up the pole to see if anyone salutes it, a ploy I learned from Tony Blair.

  • Please leave us alone

    Until the the Northern Rock affair I was a relatively happy man and then everything changed. I had built up savings over a period of time so that if the wheels come off we can pay for care. I had no problems writing or posting the blog, and life was relatively uncomplicated. I have previously said if it ain’t bust, don’t fix it, but one can’t fend off the deluge of Microsoft updates forever. It seems that everyone takes the Internet for granted, and if for any reason one is cut off, the whole system of information exchange breaks down.

    Now someone has engineered the loss of quite a bit of my money without me lifting a finger. I am having taxes imposed because the government is footing the bill to make up the shortfall created by a few people seeking high salaries and golden handshakes, with little thought for the future but at our expense. Unfortunately it doesn’t stop there, firms are taking over companies and forming huge conglomerates, that in turn force changes on the individual. With my broadband supplier being taken over, presumably as a financial proposition, I have lost my broadband, and telephoning the helpline is a nightmare. In addition I had a free anti-virus, which I was told was no longer free, and for safety’s sake I paid up a two-year subscription and am now being asked questions about blockages that I have no idea of the answers. In consequence it could be this ignorance which has caused the problem with my broadband. To sum up, by my accidental downloading of so-called updates I don’t want and don’t need, takeovers, nonsensical investments abroad, others who wish to make more money, have all contributed to me changed in my whole system of life, and are persistently trying to change it even further. I do not believe that they are doing this for my benefit, hidden in the system there is a cost to pay.

    I am old, not totally stupid, but I find having to learn something new every week, not of my choosing, about changes in banking, political changes, rules from the council, shops and practically everywhere else, is all beginning to annoy me and exhaust me to the point where I feel I must give up and hibernate. The problem is that it is not in just one sphere. Those who have control are constantly making new rules, deluging us with information leaflets with get-out clauses in small print, and insurance is a complete take-on. I believe we have arrived at a point where the phrase ‘buyer beware’ is no longer relevant because it is now too complicated to know what to beware of, and have so lost control of our own destiny.

    I find it ironic that I am having to put this on disc and send it to my grandson by surface mail, to post on the blog for me, because progress has cut me off at the knees.

  • 05.07.08, I’m Apalled

    I believe today, the press, en masse, are often allowed to act like a school of sharks in a feeding frenzy with no respect or decorum, even at a PM’s briefing. What I found unbelievable and which spoke volumes was that when asked why he did not pass through the Lobby, he actually answered instead of telling his interlocutor to do something earthy. On another tack, it doesn’t take even a normal person to realise all the implications of the vast amount of changes government is proposing in the near future. First of all it is going to cost a fortune because change is expensive in time and materials, and the recipients of the services that are being changed, will suffer in the meantime, if not in the long term as well. It is clearly just an effort to gain brownie points in the face of such wide disillusion, and the shortage of time before the next election. I would have thought that at a time when the majority of us are actually losing hundreds if not thousands of our savings, as well as being stripped of it by increased taxes and rising costs, the government would draw in its horns, and move slowly, rather than starting massively expensive ventures into unknown fields, where the outcome is not totally predictable. There is more than one area where this is apostate, housing and the carbon foot-print are just two. What I find most aggravating is that no one seems to take into account past history, when they are making decisions in the short term, when the effects will be felt long-term.

    Recently I was thinking about my life immediately after the war, our carbon footprint then was minuscule to what we have today. By today’s standards we were poor, considering every purchase carefully. We had no car, few had central heating, we generally heated only one room at a time, public transport was mainly driven by electricity, and most of the shops that we needed were within walking distance, which in turn was good for health. Very little of our food was imported, and holidays, if they were taken at all, were spent within reasonable travelling distance in Britain. Are unripe strawberries out of season, worth bringing all the way from California? This aspect never occurred to us in the old days, when we waited for the season to change and then enjoyed a renewed experience, and didn’t feel deprived.

    Now we are talking about whole swathes of our countryside that have been vandalised by vast housing estates with, maybe only occasionally a small group of shops, which are certainly not in walking distance for most of us. This was induced by the arrival of the vast shopping centres, and one could conject that some were at the instigation of the supermarkets. Now it is clear that even green field sites are being used in preference to brown ones. Essentially government policy obviously means nothing.

    People like myself have been writing for years about the efficiency of small groups of shops within a conurbation covering the major needs of the local inhabitants. This, not eco-housing of unspecified standards and quality, is what is required. Another vast housing estate, even if it does theoretically appear on paper to have a smaller carbon footprint, will, socially and with respect to travel, be another open prison. You only have to listen to the people who live in flats where the shops that are part of the area have had to close down. They claim that they have lost more than the convenience of the shops, they have lost that social element so necessary to their lives. Today, without the extended family, with two incomes, and the mummy run, there is little time to be sociable, and lives are far more insular. There are fewer church halls, scouts and girl guide groups, and less socialising among the young in a safe environment. Both these last statements and the psychological effects of them are well known, but the government only talks about reversing the trend.

  • 03.07.08, Three Thoughts

    An open letter to the medical staff of the DHSS I would like to confirm that the majority of us consider ourselves very fortunate to enjoy the quality of the Health Service we all have. In attending hospitals since I was about one year old, in the 20s, I have had operations, breakages and in recent years, been operated on, stabbed with needles and provided with new bits and pieces to keep me going. In all that time, and ongoing, I have received nothing but courtesy, sympathy, care and professional attention of the highest order. Any time a politician chooses a photo opportunity in a hospital, the patients questioned by the presenter will give glowing reports of the sympathetic care, consideration and the competence of the staff looking after them. The Health Service is unfairly denigrated, not because of the medical professionals working within it, but the politicians, the non-medical managers, and the media short of a story highlighting some individual short coming. This all combines to inhibit and or criticise the excellent work, with pettifogging targets, changes of direction, interference and random criticism. No organisation of the size of the Health Service can be perfect, but on a percentage basis I believe its record would be hard to be surpassed with the number of successful procedures that it handles daily..

    The Quantum Computer. I find it interesting that a few days ago I was writing to say that I thought there was a potential for a simple computer, reasonably priced, that needed no updating, and will perform most of the functions that the average home user would need. On the first of July, the Daily Telegraph wrote about a new system so complicated that it would take a highly trained person to manage it, yet they predicted it would be commonplace in the future. They say it operates by harnessing atoms. To me, who lost his hair over a short period through having the wireless transmitter for the computers, too close to his head, I am convinced that here is a source of great health risk. If you read up about it you will realise that it has some potential for scientists requiring highly complicated calculations, but would be a sledgehammer to crack a nut as a home computer.

    Why do they do it? They are forever rehashing old films, which were not only masterpieces in their day, but are equally of high-quality now. I have always been a respecter of a high proportion of the films Audrey Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart made. They made one together, called Sabrina. It was a simple story beautifully scripted, touching lightly on social and psychological differences, was amusing and clean cut. There were no confusing crowd scenes, no padding, the story was elegant and placed elegantly. Now Harrison Ford has been persuaded mistakenly, to make another version, which is so crass that one wonders why anyone you would have put money into it. Yesterday I came across another horror, it was called Rush-Hour, had a totally unbalanced, Afro-American, presumably star, as the lead, persistently talking rubbish at high speed, and to the total impairment to the story. The mayhem and smashed up vehicles alone will have a cost a fortune – I just wonder why it was ever produced.