The psychology of simplest living, via my stories of many years truly simplest living. Real ones - not earnest or pious.
Ten years a landloper. Time to tell those tales, too.
Ralphschism.com My permanent one home online started 22 feb 2023.
Start at the beginning (first 'post' - click 'older posts' bottom right hand corner ). Themes are developed and then woven together - a series of regular essays. Some in handwriting; some audio/vid.
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playlist trying to put these clips into one user friendly stream will come ( in lieu of no reliable electrical power to sit for 5 hrs and edit into one video ... yet)..soon.
Under construction.
A sample ' communication ... example of how to neutralise ALL arsey ( immaginary) conflict you all are addicted to, will be here in 24 hrs, assuming i have a siesta today)
PLUS this also belongs in the superSIMPLEzennyvanmindfulness
page to build up, soon...
soon...
this technique was used lastereve infact to thank the mutual "hacker"...
( never ever THINK of what to communicate digitally after teatime.... the kairos time percolates whilst enjoying lovely farming jobs ... and later on if still there inbonce as almost a poem... just trot it out ..)
hashtags: thanks ..real THANKS! to grownup lost hullrotten princesses, with their blocking finger ... my data limitations ...unintentionally! were swept away as if by shamanic vudu magic wand...
( the " sincere REAL thank you" element must be real.... then mindbodily the poetical letter written later on is creatively pure and a joy ... real 'energy' - rather than their instagram of nothing, but self promoting tragic whimpering about "energy" for attention and money, ......to write)
other hastags later
so, their 'full moon' ...
Only of course if you are stranded on this lump of rock, 99% bimbo...and that's just Russell Brand. If the sillyman with his showoff spliffing on television and amassed crowds of homoerotic whoop whoopers ever gets to Mar, and sets up camp, they will have to adopt some other nomenclature. Flyinpigsmoon... nomadeupmythsfortouristsmoon
...
As, as discovered at the first long totally offgrid - no servicrs or neighbours one for one km camp, supposedly for a month or two from Sept 2009, hahh hahh best laid plans.... four years later the actual ' living in tune with naycher' "human" learns that bright early mornings - being standard "human" does hisrher work in the day and dozes off earlyish evwning, when it feels colder anyway, but up even at 0400 the body has warmed itself up under the bearskins and it is astonishing how you can wander around in shorts well before the dawn, when it is warmer and you feel warmer from a night of bearskins... being the so called ' tribes' - their silliest word of all for bluehairs from Wolverhampton, cannot bear skin... unless they ' control' the .....
control the..?
control....
The longer i live...or merely reflect upon years of their reality in their bizarre society i know not what they wish to control....or ' need' to. .. but faux control is what it all became... my whole dull lifetime.
Super hunter bluehair moons... whoop whoop.. a camp dweller knows just silly new ( 'age' is the worst of all so called insighful descriptors) words, for why its a phase of the month, when the camp dweller can awake early .. 4am... and gave a few hours of extra light to catch up on chores....
Thats a point, so all the .. ( there are no words for wuwu woke or bored latenight- and by definition in " human", users of bad info online as it became) ..precious lot...
I meandered up a Marches street 99ish thinking " god almighty theyre all becoming so precious.." ...
can get onto Wimmins' hr from Mars and moan about interplanetary menstrual justice being that being at a different mooncycle, they all gone out if sync!
petition facebook group and lots of free airtaxi fayres back into the studio back on the mothership.... to feign consternation, THE currency if a sick nation
Even if i think skiving from the absurd military industrial complex ... just a hydrocarbon powered hamster wheel.. is a fine and honourable pursuit .
Except do it based on truth. Real ' pain' ...oops getting near to banned subjects as blokes can't hint anything ref not needing a paracetamol as stone age cavewomwn had no choice *
real pain is a splendid thing and defines the...lines...
* ... its astonishing still the Yanks, and other so called modern peoples, those Polskis too... cannot manage one simple line
" even in stoneage Newcastle Brown addled UK, by about 1975 certainly early 80s... every bloke there knew and wouldnt even hint after ten Newcey Browns... that what a woman does with her womb is any other 'human's business to EVEN THINK about, ever... not for one millisecond" ... and no one ever did...
( copyrite moi, the above, ten years ago ...my simple para developed to get dull men using the internet to understand other cuntries, whom also think they understand the US legal structures via their dumbfuck internet, to shut the fuck up...)
As some backwards country like USA or is it some lesser European place is still unable to manage simple Payneian rhetoric
Arsiness, fraud (ref wages - very common in UK landwork the last decade), children dressed as 'personality' curators or costumed Gwerkians... and the 99% whom cannot STOP and not bite back digitally or otherwise... both sides of your equation.
Next....already in the can. Even if my phone filled up with et more silly video so the work required to move files here and there and backup all is often a two hour thing .. tough when unless one became even more ultra zenvannedmindfully... that would have been on an hour of battery each predawn...
But i got 'there'....
Soon. And thus .. soon, all will be put right all holes filled in.. soon. There is now 'purpose'. Which is only about tomorrow.
Damn i forgot that line " a great parentwoman will teach you...as i was randomly lucky to be taught in 1992... by the most hard to figure one of them all.. and she hates me as i did, in time.... katrina taught me with kids it's ONLY about what you do..NEXT...only... ever... ever ever ever....yesterday irrelevant next, only"
How did she sneak under my skirt hems and through the radar array...? I liked that day by her rock.
Shelter From the Storm (not me).
Who the hell WAS she...?
So called MA or Phd
of...
Shitfilm ok he was ok but why not do
(another one yesteraft who was it? it will com back...very very samesexual until... he changed his mind, later in the day..
...and went and bred a BIG family...)
The film that influences far more by majority?
There is no reasoning or rationalising, as to why... she goes sulky. Unfriendly; as I know someone who NEEDS to be herself and have some influence - you cannot get more splendidly her own woman than " i wanted to eat his crappy artwork left out on our kitchen worktop, and shit it out onto said worktop" As the ultimate act of fabulous expressionism...
Though i personally disagree in that NO 'human'... as cultural construct; mad bad dangerous to know 'actor'... is ever worth any of their property - mother earth's raw m,materials in first instance, as it will be again in the last instance, being defaced or destroyed or even recycled.. until it's fullest man-made phase has been seen through to completion.
But i do not domineer with " you shouldn't do that.." never have. No point in UK for 20+ years no one can listen to simple solutions, only clever dick mushroom cloud solutions that...look and sound big, and higher...
And what tales of youth! ( a social worker, too) " he ....[ keep it simple: there is a line we all knew about, and his pervy wankstuff in a motor on your youthful windy headland on your celebration night.. bet it was Levant Atch hahh hahhh certainly crossed it...] ....crossed THE line...
" but i never considered my self traumatised by serious wonky sexymad behaviour, all alone me and bigger than me, him... not once"
Far more interesting the tales of how age 20 'exiled' dad - a euphemism for being a bit to pally with the Third Reich... but at age 15-20 you simply know nothing - it is all a bit rabbit in the headlights....settled 1945 or 46... and started fast breeding as reaction one hopes... and populating so called 'Cornwall' with loadsa Poglets... and doin' an honest day's work down Mary Moviestar's repurposed not very good acting stage...sss....
The only one i just do not get!
Of a year and a hlf of lost causes, as they have no 'cause' nor have they ever...it's a free world but don't tell me GAbor everyone's fey Mate and his same ole' record on repeat of intergenerational trauma - not even worth quote marks as his filmstar looks won - all people respond to - looks... and became your thinking..
Even if merely 'rote'. No facts behind it. No trying to actually BE anything else other than clever excuses to moan.. rather than DO.
Which is extremely hard to hear as a younger person with genuine 'depression' or 'addiction'...
Maybe what is easier to hear - as every 40-70 year old in UK lies when they say their yoof are gentle and sweet (a virtue signal gone very wonky)... no they aint they have been semi-brutalised by Affluenza consumerism materialism etc etc etc... not their fault as my generation had good books like Affluenza decades ago..
(and my own copyright diagnosis, 25 years ago.. Eastendersism... being the ANGST one began to see on tv around then.. endless angst..of course kids pick it up from the telly...as did mum and dad.. just shittvism... far more serious methinks than even being one of Gabor's pet junkies - what they are! .. for humanity at large..)
Anyway.. there you are much of May...
Day one you herald and flag solidarity
I mean if it wasn't for
Solidarność
and Lech...
Well, things would likely be different..
Even for "warrior" Serbs..
And i always talk no matter what about my Poglet... always have..no blind spots no self pity no faked trauma for Gabor's workshops...
So her and I have the ultimate ... she lives for her three adult kids... knows metoo... mine a Poglet, Shetoo!
surely the ultimate in
splendid Solidarność
But i am glad.. i really DO understand....
all of this land
Except upland and maybe further away fringelands way away from the Southern tourist - all 'incomers' are .. unless they really do have to learn to become farmers depending on real mutual benefit, by solidarity (better not speak European to most of them as THEY voted for... [ fact, as i wandered many farms from 2017-19 in places where there were not even any brown folk for many km.. " well at least it will keep the black folk away.." heard day after day].... higher input costs, which is what BREXIT is...
Uplanders, farmer types sometimes...perhaps the odd poet left in the very fringelands of The Cheviots - not so much a tourist incommer hotspot...
know you have to have FEW words.. and FEW people.. more than a handful is just an endless party... and nothing gets DONE at parties...
and those words and people you use.. solidarityish.. you remeber, mean, and are the basis of 'community' or rather just getting by...
But i know that ALL SWers.. are the same as Londoners... in a big anonymous puddle of polluted water. ... Its a free country but don't pretend otherwise as pretenderism makes you ill is all i know...
..pontificating on " the equation of, is hurting Blue Helmets an eight or nine out of ten on the baddie scale?.. so we can make some 'judgement'.."
Because by seven or eight years ago i knew, do not blame the Military Industrial complex, CIA Mi5 or even kiddults like Starmer .... or Green MPs... or big business.
Only blame the people for
failing to retain the better education and wisdom we did to some extent have in the 80s ... that gave us Ignatief, and even Chomsky when not being too drole and inhuman.... and even Paisley and McGuinness sat down and had a sneaky guinness together whilst pretending to pray at the pew....
the people never knew
cos they failed to care
to listen
And enquire
Anyway the problem with the
evil Deathstar that is the BBC and especially superwoke World Service
Is that once in a while, in fact maybe only 4 or 5 times in 20 years of my sometimes tining in... if one is early riser and catches the 04.45 ...
Yes Israel got it up the bum bigtime ... but i even doubt they have such a ....
her 'struggle' .. thister0445...made me cry ... not in sympathy...pity.... for her
but utter total admiration for a young woman who can even kindof so smartly laugh at " our tent may get splatted at any moment"
I dont think, errata i know... just like with little Malala... sadly no English can ever be as big, and godlike communicatrix as....
Aiya...
And the people..these ones ... simply dont know why... all life should be cherished cos its not about fringe element jihad nutters whi could be bribed back to the straits if narrower behaviour, as history has always shown, its about thousands of her...
Sam Harris really is quite disgusting, and proves ' meditation' does not...work
( many audiis from the ladt 3 months ro stick in here, now, too...plus summerwalks.... i gave up years ago knowing there is no hope..not even The beloved funnyman Mong ..one of the smartest men i have ever met, cared...nor is able to remember our excelent education via Joan of the Black Bushe, nor the flawed Godbard, himself.)
...story, that will never be told... except out in a few carefully chosen texts already...
With one purpose, only..... to see if a few carefully curated and tollerated ( a year) gussets could ever get really juiced up ever again, with real 'human' story juice... cos the best stories. Are for that....
don't know why i didn't finish that last little irrelevent smatteration into the concaternation of worldwide crapperating...
Juneish...twenty twenty... Bozza has told, demanded the neurotic London-set, freakedoutophobe at every bug and smell, mad atomised nation " Be family... 'ts all yer got.."
No hope...
But .. three months in to becoming a true Troubadour - ( no one will listen, i sat in a dusty gaolyard in 2003, the HOTTEST death-summer in European human history... and we listened to a true one - an actual man who earned his bought bohemian look, and dusty cowboy boots and twirly moustache.. a pukka actual oppressed Troubadour .. strumming his guitar for us in that yard..of NO mad people, no lost-their-dignity tramps and illfolk... unlike the equivalent UK demographic)
From March 2020 .. upstuck finger.. every day in that glorious perfect 100 days of unbroken sunshine and less Solitude than for years...
Out on my very old bike.... avoiding Mrs RAchman... and then developing a superb new byway technique of chatterating up the neuroteratti...
" Boz just put out an edict.... anyone meeting someone in the lanes must stop and talk for half san hour at least...ideally Neruda's compulsory hour before a conversation 'begins'......"
ang on.... how did i miss that:
Decision made, having got it out....
And at last had the kairos time ( fuck Oggle and all their useless data for their pighead AI and now powered by 'Kairos'nuke... the smartalecs try and steal the best words that define the impossibility of ever knowing anything, ever...or even when kairos may come and unintelligently bite you on your bum and smile i wun...)
I must die in .. there....
So, a brief superspeedtyped hour of predawn battery...
The Fargian Sky News addicted weirdo ex muso, 'bigot' but so sad his only log chopper is in fact an immo Kurd... relative-by-marrige, almost the only person whom will talk to him and do his bidding when his ailments make him sulk...
He such a creep.. except me who performed his last rites, getting his music online for him even if he never understood " copyright is GONE!,, character only, in lieu of some timeless Sublime harmony ...
"now gets clicks.. like Terry Reid decades on, almost the only one, i want to hear him speak he just MAY have something useful to say about this real human condition..
" and he learned to let go....all the way... you got a LONG way ...to go
Not even a long story... as no muso ever has anything to say that's sane or unmuso.. about musac... 40 years ago i knew... and anyway all said 'neighbour'ly detritus merely moaned at the simply paradise Woodlanders setup all around...
Back to the 15 may 1886... his great book.... revealed every day from 2013... on warped drive...
(down one)
anyway there we were Juneish Year of Our Lord told everyone to slow down...
Except they just moaned... and watched Sky News (and the bug tickertape) driving themselves madder...
And one day coming down from a day forgetting about them, in the hills...
A ... well one cannot say the 'n'word or even refer to woodpiles..which was a splendid neutral boys in the wrong hood kind of expression...until Big Brother went and had a sex change...
. But "WTF is THIS?"..
" A brown man in Mister pretend performative racist's back garden..."
Followed the one most extraordinary telepathic minute of my life...
Cos i don't goad big beefy brick shithouse builders....
Being a 100% confirmed Miss Anne Thrope: all neighbours so mad NO ONRE could even be relied upon to feed the ferrits AND always double check cage closed behind... and none actually care about nature, even the cygnetbaby Swans murdered in the ponds around by mad tyrannical yooof.. the otters double murdered by neighbouring fascist landowner good-ole'-farmer-boy Charlie...
... nor waddle their fat arses to track the otters from Sheepwalk to Flintsham... an extremely easy bit of obvious tracking the ottercideres... just had to sit and wait... one evening after their pub
But....
Telepathy
" fuck this shit.. prod my beefy beefness to see if i am real.... if you want ..... yes i know what you are thinking... whatzz one of me doin' ere...at anti-immo central TV addict slophouse.... so.... you don't care about DEATH either.... lets...play..."
two years of true...love....
jihadderism to the death.. by word ... the 'jost'.. their horrid smartphones....
Anyway.. fast forward a few weeks...
From then..
" look Mister red spot ... merely taxi driver to the actual real hippy babes down to their Black Bushe whereas i was there at the front swooning over Joan.. then scarlet... you hangin' round the bogs in the mud hustlin' for your next fayre.... now you know i am a tech supremo and even speeded up your virus addled and porn afflicted, Dell 1525... defrag / glary / and ten hours all it took... god the underclass really are pathetic when it comes to basic maintenance and fixin'... please listen to ONE piece of info, only.... your tinny awful ifone piece of world ruining crap.... is your business, even if not here as we never had signal here... nor will.... but you say or probably lie about this too that you like musac.. please .. never ever listen to any through these horrid music stealing devices... all of them dire... without a ..and there are only about 5 left in the world... the masses aren't entirely stupid sometimes, everyone bought, and bought off ebay first generation.. BOOSTEROO.... despite the pathetic hipster-surfie spazname as usual.... they WORK.... they BOOST.. the tinny horrid sound from your
I phone
therefore I am
(ooh i like that i am on good form thismorn never ever a second of aforethought nor second to pause and think)
Of course, 'arrogance' is a strange thing - in this awful land basically is simple: i am from the city, you are a yokel and not. Which is the ultimate in absurdism as they all BOUGHT .... MY country acres and paddocks.... they lust for the 'Good Life'.... they seem to venerate and value..it
The simple rural life...
BUT they simply cannot EVER ..listen to the person who actually became that three decades ago, once more...
A supremely interesting 'equation'
Hark after 'goodness' in a simpler rural place, which obviously also means living there will sort your head out... and THIS those living there - largely there though in my own case 5% elsewhere reticently (only, quite quite deliberately to go off yonder and seek non English womb, then show child the world) over 30 years...
So.. you encounter, meet, find, someone who has managed to be more or less only OF these 'Good Life' places... even he had lockdown busted to come and visit....
And then you completely ignore theior sagely wise advice.. when one is rural ... one doesnt bullshit, doesnt ever charm or fake it ..it is about only ONE thing: what WORKS...and what does not...
And thus spake Zarathustra .. a load of silly neurotic bile as most city neuropnuters usually do..., rather than listen to.. the Rockman...
Be rock.. years of nothinfg.. no one nothing in depopulated of REAL people, rural fringelands means only one thing: you dont waste time lying or saying ANYthing for effect...
There is no point.
And thus....arrogance is such a curious word. Basically it merely means of the city.
Or built up suburbs such as Pastylandshire..
In the real rural places there is ONLY 'information' - about what works, which garage is still vaguely honourable and "human" - none in Powys or Herefordshire once the yuppies moved in.. resentment is a strange thing...
And the city man... well in my book he isn't really a 'man' as men of both sexes know one thing: you need reliable info to just persist...
Which brings us to....
Now.. music is of little interest really and at least one human listened "i educated myself via Saint Joan De Baez. fact...."
But how did i not see that....
Because on these awful little screens... laptop out today predawn as jihad cometh...
soon
'twas left on open tab... from when i was last at her place.... of books.
I had no idea they had so aged and look quite pasty faced and shrivelled from when...i woz thereabout age 22 in the front ... ears still hurting from the loudest of them all.. by far.. then
But....silly me... only one 'human' ever had me paying my own money to go to S Am....
("ohh... fuck: google Bolivia, poorest country in S Am.. oh well gonna get stabbed within two paces of the airport..if we make it to the airport their air transport has such a bad record.." within one minute at said hairy port.. " hark....what is THIS.... it cannot be.. i hear above in the mezanine... laughter.. REAL laffin..like real BELLY laffs... i havent heard that decades and these taxi hustlerdrivers.. dont even care who comes out the front door to hustle.. theyr all laffin.... whats this weird saudade place")
It's the faces.. you just have to look at the real actual UNCYNICAL joy on the faces...
of the crowd, who can dance to kindom come you dont need any controlly TAngo teacher to herd them... purest modernity at its purest best... girlies too sweat pouring from under their armpits... sweat not of "do what i say to the rhythm" all infected with here....but
freedom
pure
and living in the actual real moment, now...
I only ever saw in S Am.... cos the next in olden days of Thatcher's buddy Pinochet...you may be dead
Never ever forget.. fuck even slightly cynical Karl Ove's Europe.... THE place to die - there is only one....
And with the boosteroo... back there in the front row. Poor man...so called 'man' couldn't listen...can any English? ever.. i wonder not
Meanwhile back to now.. now.. now....
And the Year of Our Lord .. they never listened to your slow down...
But some at least made the most of their time finding old tapes...
Even i am quite amazed even if theres nearly no good Roches .. the truest greats...
Quite extraordinary how the one pretty uncynical .... i think you gotta to be uncynical yet also Miss Anne Thrope for the right reasons (yes requires education - real educations ) to
actually become an ever better axe man... smiling..... a real smile....
Funny that I haven't looked that one up for a while....
Indeed only thistermorn
And though sadly some people one must orphan onself from forevva... and never think of them... evva....
Define sad lost conceit...
( i never think of i was merely pondering i would like to change my name to VAn...something )
A certain uncle was in fact as good...
Once....
But to hear how they over the years incorporated soul... almost turned their one of five or so true greats into a ballad.....
Is quite extraordinary i had no idea....
And a noncynic intros.. " unconditional luv.."
And... Edward Van...RIP.... i reckon years of lookin' at Samuels's silly pink trousers doin' the splits on MTV
Learned the only lesson there is.... we are laughable...at.
The dullness ... bleakness...one has had to endure.
Fifteen years.
If it could be summed up in one simplest change ... or 'evolution' is a better word ( being blind, unless their holograms and Watchmakers are controllers in their head....)
The lack of anyone in this society to believe in stories...
Good old fashioned Homeric endurances that have a twist in the tail, that could just as easily be a case of
Penelope had not only kept her knees locked tight against the crowds of suitors...
But also they being of a diferent cultural construct to her - disloyal, immoral and randy no matter whom , she had found a way of escaping and setting herself up in the chickenshed aside the fancy decadent hoi poloi's mission control.
And over time she had evolved into her own person ... so so kindly and wise warrior
...honet et droit.... to quote Serge ...
Unlike all English so called literature for many years...
Like modern European literature for a decade...
Especially Reader on the 6.27..
A twist out of the blue at the end when all was lost in a pool of stale pee...
a
life
affirming
rather splendid...
Ending.
But I am loyal... even to wonky readers or scanners, here.
Firstly the two years, since Ralph first stopped two years ago, and said no more ever not one of you is worth one second of my precious time, my twenty really, so we better just stay on the first chronicle, starting .... hmmm.... what is best period? ... the simple tales of 2010 to about 13....
only because, uhhh huhhhhh.... 50% of what comes out of his knowing 'muso' fake gob, is illmaking.....
but being another end of era... just over the horizon
fuckety ferkin i woke at 6am today " ohhh good ... lovely sleep....switch on Something Understood as so many Sundays before.... " and shucks they nicked it... Wrightytoo...
only once a month do we go off marchin to Johnny...
with fingers in ears when he actually talks his smuggeratti old farteratti...
but ...50% of the discs ee spins remind you of saudade when musac told a TRUE simple story
... like Herbert Bates in 'is Lydia....
rather than the psychomadselfcrucifixin mad woman...and her modern cult of" twas izz fault.!!.Heathcliff made me ... kill myself to death by having a self administered, innadequate diet, lockim up!!!"
havent heard years ... teartime
rather than the mad woman who groomed coerced and manipulated a whole century, and her descendenttoo
( or just...greed.... as many empty bedrooms today as tgere are whimperin women from Roach's Cathy...folk ....in the emergency roofless list...now...as we speak...no ferkin Gwerkomerm actually bothers to rite letters to the council or rich bitch up the road...to even point this out...twill all manifest itself in the end)
as twice in 24 hours, i hear wisdom. Wise woman #2 ...
" where are the ferkin blue helmets!?"
Whom saved real lives and people once in Sarajevo... and Liberia blahh blahh yabber yabber...
NO...not one, younger pundit ...or once sagey older ones, can EVER just stop, pause...and scream at the camera....
or far better just say it quietly, repeatedly.... with s craft beer and joint in your hand if that's the only way you can face the day, of being you....
I need millions. As # 2 " for fux sake YOU be the more ' human' Halpern..or ... god innit funny how Russell fell off his ' you awakened wonders' perch and ran off with the Chrets....!! :-) .. "
Shetoo
knows there is no hope as we have no consistent pundits / influencers or Montaignes, as the internet isn't new.... he had his pamphlets ... same ole... ' broadcastin' ' ... except he had some wise, actual ' content'...
"so lets get millions now..... you be KH 2 the sane version...and i have... well ...mybe one day... i do know proof, is when someone tells you neither groomed, perzuaded, their unmittigated, not brainwashed.... preferences....of great journalism...and i am shocked so need a whole WEEK of walkin'...to recover... from hearing the impossible..."
irrelevent all that matters is books 1 - 10 or so.....
must be so poignant ... so so totally and utterly ... dripping in poignancy....dripping in counter 'cultural' crucifixion
of all your 100% rote thinking nonsense nothing-culture.....
oozing poignancy like dribbling globules of lard, after discovering it makes ( lovely) Polish " foraging" peasants live happily to age 90ish....
After all...
to be cont but MY summer of walking ( a d Europeans) made ME happy...nothing else....
full stop
so back there, now..
Eckhart
now i have the ammo to fuck you forever off your self obsessed snivveling little fakesmile... kiddult, in fact Telettubbian......perch.
backed up, too....
Doubled up, too...
no hastags or alogorithms gamed here....
now i need 100 million sibscribers....
i never even wanted anything before
nor expected, even one....
she hates me cos she hadn't learned from her alcoholic daddy...its quite good to know someone who actually is only whom they say they are...
And indeed is NOT you... either...
Every Eckhartian ever seems to think only that everyone else is...them....
fair dinkum, i only learned a good rhetoric line a decade ago - self created
" you seem to make the mistake of mistaking me..... for you...."
Turn to tears of the worst conman ever within a year or two . . notably the only mofern PM overt Chrettoooooo
This lot: " NO...we will not put right the fact that a major treatychange or Yooessay style constitutional change should have been 60:40 at least [all modern OwenJesesque type chatterati, too lost-child to rhetoricalate..or recall ] as all modern societies would have had it.. "
rather
they sell off half of nationally mainsupplier " scottish" power... to the EU within a few weeks in....
but he... ( Mr BBC).. three years ago....so so angeily assumed.... offence..
When i was word-fencing with my only actual trusted.. friends...( JW chief Chret JW tasked to feed the ferrits 2017.... no fuckin incommer do i trust unless they put hand on his bible and swore " your animals, first..Simon" )
who happen to have lost part of their minds to ... Jesus ...
.... bet he was an Aussie or Ruskie or even ascerbic Serb .
....if Columbus is ...
by blood
in fact a Man of The Book
And no pesky Papist, by blood....
which surely must be the end of all assumed " identity" nonsense...
If it were a sane worldand knew that ALL is " just a ...cultural construct" me and my uneducated drinking or spliffing friends knew about age 17...
But several years - two and a half really.... though 20 and '21 the fascinatrix years....
The way they were all online ( except Suzi) preaching to the world this performative utterly made up dominatrix ... or dominatrice, image ...
Desperate for actual real ' connection', which means if you live in the ' environment' which only starts around the borderlands of Eng/ Wales.....the wilder places.... someone to fix your motor, or tollerate her stupid father's heavy drinking....
They all ticked the boxes ( greensingles snake oil site the funniest, owned by Californian madmonsters of the transcendental bullshit farming operational con... who was she the 'locolady'...? the train driver... all "I want the Good Life on a small farm"... and yet every word that dribbled from the side of her Southern drawl that night was their dominatrice drawl on demanding some version of "human" that never existed, except in Eckhart's perverted utopianism .... which i know, sadly, perverted pretty much everyone....such that..) " growing our own veg, and [ propper, which is beyond audio range of their machines] countryside walks" was a fantasy and dangerous one, too...
Because they don't actually WANT that deep down....
As, if they did... they would live the way i have for 30 years....
They would have DONE it....
In my case never the money to buy even one acre of my own....but when i thought others may have meant it, there was always an ethical way....
As in early 2021 the " shout out" for others to share - mutual benefit, in writing, crystal clear as once unpolluted waters, no vudu crustals involved. . 5 glorious acres.... i had done a year headbanging work on the compulsion and ' trauma' addled lonely landowner
Forget... waste of several years of time...
Especially when the one with her " twenty free unused acres... land registry says so... up on my mountain [ sic]..." turns out to be ranty breakfast tv addict and the usual melodrama addict.. why no one had previously taken up her... ' offer'
Or if they had... those easily manipulable Latvians she would moan about... it hadn't ended well.
None of my business except in a Voltairean way the 'truth' of the actual ' environment' ( which starts at about Pontrillas or Titley or Clun if heading West from the suburbs- all East and South of those places is) is thevway from 20 years ago the bullshit space cadet talk flooding in from Londonistan then its suburbs of Totness Bath Hay etc.. utterly destroyed actual necessary permanent loyal cooperation... cos the high priestesses of all that crap, cannot even be
constant...
or know... that is surely the purpose of that ' therapeutic' paradigm...
blessem....
Me, i got control of me, decades ago, only by 32 years ago divesting control to little new " humans" ... who ... well.... of course they are in charge if you love 'em
And finding compromise, rhe only key to being " human" is always the one greatest art: theatrix.
Your Eckhatrixes wouldnt even imagine they can do cos ....
ones' 'self obsession' ( i discovered 15 years ago via herthen) is all there is, for them....
Who never got to this level, here
Being constant no matter what..
Pastylandshire's utter lying cunts not paying dues.... just make me poetically laugh....
Bur then i also know all they all think of ... is money...
acres of gold...
And how they can ' manipulate' some old geezer into passing it on to them...
Whilst every word that comes out of their Babel gob [ as i have heard 18+ years.... this nothing new] is ' manipulation' ...
And what do the actual philosophical have left..?.as it hasn't been possible to speak rationally and FACTually with anyone except mountain hillfarmers for years ... in YUK?
...Are we in the mood for Mister Ritter's version of tomorrow, which is nuclear gobbiness ...? so so knowingly broadcast to us all...
Is one in the mood to enjoy a bit of " 60:40 you're all gonna fry or nuclear winter, freeze... within a few weeks.. and here are the Johnny Military minded, inside track reasons, why..."?
Lasternight, i was...
As only one... well two really, voices... do i love, no matter what...
thats not called " unconditional luv", luv, cos i believe no words ever uttered on this sceptic aisle, ever... it just
simply
is
love
( though i do only set my bearings, by actions... to BE, a Double Down fan... is an action... extraordinary...)
Meanwhile " moan moan moan" Only a fool doesn't know andaccept the UKUSA towny neurotics fook over EVERYthing....
ergo
I eat meat, even if only 10% of uk average weekly consumption ( films coming up from 2018 ... the year of The Wuss...) Bambi roadkill, two weeks left out to hang in July ...
"This, now, cohort of middleged folk 50ish to 70ish.. have officially more serious illnesses, chronic ailments and all the rest of it... than the same cohort did in the 1940s 50s... FROM YOUNGER...."
Despite the ( i have many a recording in their Seventh Day Adventist 'church' and chatting with my genuinely enjoyed friend - first persom invited for tea at my lazt newrental a decade ago, one of their immo priests who walked all the way up Africa to get to a better... collection plate,
rate
"we at the 'gizz your dosh' yankee sky fairy [ soon to reelect Trump, their 5% percent got him in last time! BREXIT seemed to facilitate a hell of a lot more newyank spacecadet ' evangelical Christian' immos, settling in Herefordshire and Shropshire as they could afford the golden visas and to buy THE LAND.......as previously reported on this
channel, no so called journalist bothered even looking into..]. org.... with our swanky new Yanky hospitals paid for by [ our compulsory or else, TITHE on yous all] ... your loving donations
cause medical science to make so so many peeps more healthy and live much longer"
" ehh Bruce... [ sat next to, top lovely funny preacher, my friend, no women allowed to be preacher as usual they call themselves ' fully equalicist' ] ... look... this flashy expensively produced propoganda video you make us all sit through i only here for the chicks but really...... IS just that.... you know i love you but i read Lewontin 20 years ago and he rightly pointed out that modern 'medical' science does NOT massively extend life: get to fifteenish, then, 100ish years ago, and now...factor out ww1 and 2 ... you got more or less same chance of makin' it to eightyishh.... ninetyish if a wonderful peasant East European living by actual organic agri-foraging in your back garden forrest ... and know better than to do the mothers ruin .... i think this is what some may call emotional blackmail....even coercive control"
He listened
Anyway....Not her..... she wont cost all that medical industrial nonsense into older age... we cannot afford anyway at 2.6 tril debt.
She could save your exchecquer billions.... just being a bit, her.... influencing others, to
The gov should pay...for my propoganda... to be rolled out further and wider ( once we got a few inches of their girths...
Stalwart member of community, officially CRB checked looker after of folk..mother of three fine successful strappin' offsprings....... even a goody goody " born again virgin", member of the tragic wrong-turn, dead end, godsquad ...
Even when long corvid, buggered for a while - not a fake, off down the seashore swimming many a dawn...no moaning..... wouldn't have it ANY other way... " i still only love living in my [ big bourgeois] van...."
One of a dozen females known over 28 years of meandering up to vanners, ALL always bright eyed always, welcoming... quite fearless...
Even telling her...
(she thinks she is Queen of all the best atches and diarises them all, 3 years actual Nomading, Southern half of Pastyland'ncokedealershire, born 'n bred, but gave up on extortionate housing costs....but she didn't know of the very best one in the whole of Padtylandshire, i spent Sunday night at.... Mary Moviestar's stagelights fingering their way up into the heavens as distraction, along The Track a few km yonder...
" at the best atch you don't know about hahh hahh...[vanbabe supermodel told me about at Cape Cornwall 6months ago]....... lastereve... hmmm... a few km away from houses...very remote no one could hear you scream..... dunno if that relaxing for single woman, maybe the occasional junkies may park up and party..."
" no none of that bothers me at all ... I've no fear"
...now my job is done...
Backwards, now, only...i have others too, captured in never staged chats...over a few years... ten years really, many on walks too...
Who prove.. what? Basically the rulers, and even publishers, who use ... confected vulnerability as their currency...
Are so so limited...and thus limitING.....
She wants to sort out real roofless Nomadism...make it more efficient....
Has a magnificent utilitarian roofless peeps manifesto i hadn't heard about from her until this morn ( and she MUST write... publicly, i want to read it...even if minus the best atches we covet..always with a clear head, no drink or drugs in our snailshells... )
Maybe she will...
I know well enough self pitying death cultists who all say they are " christian" but never actually DO anything christian....
to maybe help her.. there are many who will never afford rip off rents and no matter what Starmerstan propogandises there will be no REAL European style genuinely many year long secure tenancies in the UK....or i eat my hat.
plus ...have plenty of 'leverage'
lots more to add into this essay-chapter-post....
She has a great take on lots of it all.....
And we know... there are many....i have their numbers... middle class bourgeois " 50 quid a month at the hairdressers" rather sick-to-death-of-it-all.... fine women who seem to have become interestingly curious about "fucking this shit'" the last year or so.....
i can feel their thoughts manifesting their boredom:
If i forget all the lines when we anti-Nomadland decouple with grace, and always good cheer. And a real smile.
I shall jot them here.
She agrees....
" All i care about in life...all... is finding the great wimmin role models to show my lass....
" twenty eight years ago with my first old banger VW van, not patinated with spray on hipster rust as thy will find Gwerk and surrounds... i met my first propper vanbabe... and ever since, a dozen i have known fairly well... only one carnal relations within a truly loving coupling, as I'm not some drunkard junky shagger.... sadly that one 'twas discovered at Womad 2004, her top performance spot - that she along with all the rest there was some perfect pixie...when in fact the real her came out half way down a bottle of Jack Daniels, poor lass, when Esti and dad turn up.... [ to waste a hundred quid on tickets to the only reason i ever went to a few festivals in the 00s, to go to childrens making things workshops and community, discovering that Womad unlike for example Sheep Music of Presteigne was manned, errata, only womaned, in the childrens tents by real steel eyed dull sharp elbowed yummy young holow eyed ones who only cared about their image rather than even meet the eyes of the toddlers joyfully gambolling around ...and free passes as ' crew'...users one and all... unlike the SM workshop women who one only wanted to spend all day with as it was real caring community and caring and no wuwu woke bullshit man undermining banter.... ]
" every van woman known... always up bright eyed in the morn, new fine day.... just keep yer pecker up even through the corvids and miscellaneous routine 'human' not so good phases....
" so did you watch it... Nomadland....?"
The Queen...of three years in hers .. ..
As we lastereve exchanged atches....
" so what did you write about me then in your extensive chronicles....?.."
on to far more interesting topics such as quality of orgasms at digfetent phases of life....and whether its good to get frisky with a drink to help, or not....
You have to see her facial expression.
Soon.
Mine was interesting when she had ready for me my sort of bible...
Though it spread like a polluted stream all around ....the Bath... up even to Kington.... down all the heel and toe of this overpriced Pasty
Now at last i can just get back to my walking and nature film clips and zen of van.. this summer.
ONLY
camera off...
And i think i know who it is 'for'...
Age 30 and she knows she must leave...
Here is one of several reasons, why..i had under my belt for years, unplanned it just seemed ...timely...
no time to edit...but all is linked anyway... all this angst over money status and as she said "bitterness"...
man bit starts about 12 minutes in..
will edit together another time..maybe
links of course into this which far more interests me..for years - the soma sold by people like this good stalwarts of The BBC colonised my past region 30 years ago...and pretend he was a pixie...
That to me is Huxley-Orwellian interesting but needs the right trippy poetry or art...
their compulsions only bore me
And there are many addictions some ruin your knees its tragic (these paths so so so stony..not mine i only ever quickish chug on... carefully)
but i have a VERY..happy life...always... thats what atches are really for - being 100% aside...
there may be bits left out to add in later
I think she...
will get it....
Though i sweet little folkie...only a bit of headbanging gets you through the pandemic of headbangers Gwerk wants to pretend dont exist... cos their property prices just may be as rotten as the hulls of their unfixed boats
Though it all comes down to Mr yet Again.. three weeks ago.
" when i get pissed and stoned.."
Feeling particularly plucky
" so i don't really know much about the current hedonistic preferences... what is your drug of choice you seem like a pretty mellow old chap.. smiley and angst free.."?
( at the one nearly perfect atchin tan, who cares about silly
ego filled humanity
and note to self, a random Siouxsi 'short'
She will have to go, too)
cosmic leg puller
Right ranty, witchy one
Endless revenge
For what exactly
What did we do?
There I am
Last visit to the bench
Of his awful chemical stench
Thister June
or was it july.
One doesn't like to make 'personal' comment.
About anyone.
Commenting upon those taking public cash
For ' community' or whatever boulder...dash
To make them look good
doing nothing utilitarian
for anyone else, much
Except as always in these Gwerkian type places
their
clique.
And of course they hate any gossip or chat they don't control.
That may take from their public image.
And even hinting at some place or personhood
Even for useful memoir or preferredword, reflections.
I know i was made ok
by words put down by a few sane ones some long gone rainy day
Especially the farmer woman, must'v been 20s or 30s,
who memoir-wrote of how richfolktowny 'visitorism' or even tourism, had "corrupted the soul and destabilised the backbone of my once balanced community"
A universal.
Can't reverse time. Only a fool think like that.
Anyway in short, one woman in the last place one may expect.
There we were.
As the last warmth was leaving the warmest cove.
Due the backstage backdrop
of dark photon hoarding darkstone
( though i was surprised she didn't know of it always being 5 degrees above all the surrounding ambience)
Half an hour later:
" thank you...i so needed to hear that... you have changed my nowlife, and tomorrow... i knew deep down, sadly, being schoolteacher now, is over.. it is only anguish and daily exhaustion... furrowed brow and daily dysfunction.. [ to slightly sharpen her words into exact shortform meaning, of what her tired eyes also said]...... i believe your stories of how the Europeans in my role as you say...your summer of them...dont feel that its all over and no hope.... and English counterparts all as fucked as me.."
Wonderful, at last, just one honest open communicant.
Not wanting to fight.
Jab stab ego scream
The default setting of almost every other one of 'em as soon as you open your many years of thought on any point shared, gob...
For purpose...
communication being to cause trust
And even DOing... the next.
I hope she does for her sake.
Quit.
Not because she is teacher.
Nor, at last, an open totally 100% honest no hiding no coyness woman....
And we know why - our shared teenage moments, of knowing the very last remnants of
( and that's the line... there is one... the absurdity of tiktok - the only clip i have ever looked at on that ruining film platform by cutting the sides off, apparently has sad, mad, unparented young Israeli men tiktokin' their angsty little compulsion [ their word, "addiction"], of blowin' up raghead homes.... and other warcrimes, yet...
THE greatest piece of cinema ever, on blowing out of the water American and moronic 'islam' body neurosis, [ you dont find in subsaharan Africa, South America at all ever, or much of the Far East, where when its hot and sweaty the "birds" get their hot pants on, by default] ...
.... the woman getting on the back of his motorbike
her fabulous natural bigjugs bouncin' along for the ride...NO ONE EVEN LOOKS, never mind stares.. that is what is filmed by Roeg..... its her business to do what she wants with herjugs..
.add in....the old lezzie grannies prancin' around in poshpicnic attire... the hilarious couple arguing over the raggety umberella .. ..and no one would accuse him of mamsplaining his gaslightism or coercion... cos he won the handle
the vandals took the fabric....
they ... absurd bigtech even chinkytech...go and black out the bits of the actual truth of actual real sane evolution....)
we were both there.
Not there there both younger than there there 1971
But it remained...
into the late 70s..
And we both lived it just enough.
The real true good ' hippie' change
Where a womans jugs are her business...
And Terry and Linda the perfect match
And who cares if the gorgeous ( only online "bird" ive ever been addicted to.. first seein' the Terry and knowin' first equal greatest soul singer ever ) one with the spliff at the start is Churchill's daughter....
But all that is our perfectly shared
Perfect past.
Before chemicals ( and selling out) came along and ruined it all....
When unlike at the Hollybush Hay-on-wye from mid 00s when the fake ' hippies' moved in who had no notion of
( as i said to her " that lot the first real wave i was lucky enough to know a few of... always were aware of everyone around them and would never dream of having a generator on later on at night or making a noise by the sleeping area if some other 'human' obviously needed their rest... real 'community'... [ and anyone overdoing the mild pot- all there was... as REPLACEMENT for mother's ruin.. we eschewed...would be looked after and a word had with.... and no mushrooms were a bit of a silly thing ...no one believed in... ever... having magical shamanic bullshit death trap claptrap crap ' properties'...... just for occasional pot+ buzz..] ".. )
But to meet your exact type .... never before refound.. is all very well... no big deal....
But ...
go out on a higher high note!
. ....that her 31 year old daughter, is the only "human" i ever even heard of whom.. from very spotty youthfulness barked
" mum... i not using this horrid plastic chemical filled stuff called toothpaste... cos even little bits of even plastic globule toothpaste...into the watercourses... has a negative effect.. on the tree of life...
[..mum i will be ASCETIC - correct usage no fuckin sky fairy nonsense, just SIMPLE]
and thoughtful about mother earth"
Is what i never heard, ever, all mine.
I would know.
As thats exactly what i too was
45 years ago
And no one really guided me much... except old man Ralph.
" lad ... one smallest change we make to naycherrr there.... whatever we put in water bottom of tree of life..... and it may effect a bit o' it there over there .. that we can't even see..."
my my i have some early readers...i never read page or site stats, but its impossible to log in to create new post without seeing 'views' of ones last doodle.
and sometimes i may go back and add in a bit if a glaring omission occurs.
Added to last bit
...powered almost by GREAT journalism of Pilger,Gellhorn, and Hersch and a few others....
No point having any opinions, no one communicates at all in any coherent nice healthy ping pong via any digital..for almost a decade...
i merely 'reflect' for the record
Back to ONLY super simple van setting up ...not that i like vans, just instruction on how to be..
flexible.... and care about what matters, and not, about what don't..
over the years discovering...one couldn't even trust quite a few Chretien acquaintances to... be constant.....
"Israel" can be seen as a companion piece to another classic anti-war anthem, Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the Wind." Like that song, "Israel" asks questions about the nature of conflict and the human cost it exacts. But whereas "Blowin' in the Wind" is more abstract and philosophical, "Israel" is a raw and emotive reaction to the chaos and destruction that war brings.
Basically im 76ish...god said, I failed, and go on strike....
Furthermore the dancing became rather headbangin' dull wank...
I give up...
Give my superior a go now..
And even if its taken me 40 years to get beyong the horrid lippy and pasty face... and unhealthy lack of rosy cheek
I think there are few better examples of how complete lack of nuance and depth have nuclear depth charged the mind .. of almost everyone....
But even workin' class ordinary blokes back then hung on her every wink or double meaning...as we did understand words are subtle and to be played with...
Cos a song must be subtle and not tell you what to think, and lead you to think, rather than expend yer energy on preachin crap or chuckin bombs at the neighbour. ..
all i think is where did this perfect genius come from... it took years to even look at her in the face without getting the droop... real talent should terrify...
And... good old fashioned real dancin' at its best
just thank god for the camera and lil' ole tape recorder
But the snotteratti of today wouldn't get
The truly cultural moment...
The Queen of the pogo 'n ranty razor blade.. at the
Royal
Albert Hall
I mean ... the pinacle of history and liberty ...
The snotty little teapot manufacturing Farragismists. ..
were at last given one up their snout. She conquered their house of colonising gory glory
And then... 'twent....backwards.
message out predawn, to an Israeli with a great mind it seems ( but real reason to give up any even rare use of messaging i have typoitis, i can read through a message three times before sending and STILL after sending, if i repurpose and reuse it somewhere else i notice its got bloody typos in it make me look retarded i need a secretary ... ):
for info. as i care about any internationalist peaceful mind.
They are rare.
i put a rare comment on a video i rarely do as 99% of people in the west went mad.
i am peace expert. ( and middle east ive lived in loadsa raghead places)
unfortunately ( for all Israelis) this man in the west represents the great majority of very ignorant hyped up commmentators. [ video below]
nobody can 'beat' their influence. ( among ordinary people) There are many like him in USA too. their image is saint but they ARE the problem ( no one critiques them but me) in short they fuel conflict as their influence is immense ( outside worldwide neocon rightist circles) give up. sadly there is no hope for peace in israel or surrounds
( obviously the heinous 7oct crimes that started this are at the root, first) my comment on the channel. ( i wrote first on 8 oct 24 my own website)
"viewing both speakers over the last year on and off, as with every one of many more i monitor, just more ' educated rap' to quote Dylan. Only one moment matters. 8 oct 2024 Israel announced to the world they intended to committ 'war crimes'... stating gaza will be starved.
The mattering moment: the world did NOT say " sanctions if you do", at which point the world and every supposed commentator we have ( you are, you arent journalists) should have said," Palestine [ i love all my adult life] lost ...persuade and help them to leave, as we did with millions of Ukrainians needing to flee... " thats what you do if you are an actual ' humanitarian' ...all other commentary just became a weird self harming porn.. this channel the worst example"
PS it really is extraordinary.... conflicts of the 70s and 80s but especialy Sarajevo and Bosnia early 90s.... there WERE great wise anti war speakers.. IN ...the 'establishment'......
David Owen and many others.. Crossland etc.... wise enough to speak through the fog of war .. using self deprecation and real emotion... in genuine rhetoric.
( powered almost by GREAT journalism of Pilger,Gellhorn, and Hersch and a few others)
It is the ignorance.... total 100% ignoranvr and princessy posturing of ALL the media class that take us into ww2 1/2.. or even 3...
( my own best ever short interview with a Kraut who so beautifully laughed at HIS own Krautiness i made 4 weeks ago .
....." thats what happened..here...you can pull your own leg! so funnily as you just have for being ' so Kraut.'..hahh hahh.......we cannot do that any more...now do you get what i say.... "
i still havent got to...)
she is top world superbrain of it, i know as i have studied it.... and shaken Lee's hand at his wonderful talk 2 decades ago..
she...alone .. brings to LIFE and "human"ises fizzics... with words like " crap"...
and entitlees her video intro 'RANT '
81000 views in 3hrs at least some peeps know a quality "bird"!
unlike pious fat gits like Mcgilchrist want endless dull worthy praise Sabine wants a scrap!
and even as superbrain nobel worthy, chief chick, sticks in
" im fucking sick of hearing.."
god she makes me laugh lovely real laughter
as Lee did, also earn real love saying, in the year of theres only one lord, 2020
"bme and my stringy stuff... i may be COMPLETELY rong..."
.if only they had mated and bred...
.....and he was so fabulously wonky!
to paraphrase his wonderful interview finale ...just a bit...the beautiful words in the end section...
real unlike the bullshit manifesting of the hocus pocus vudu witches
somewhere he said
" i may be wrong with finr tjeories...but just love your peeps..here... in this dimension... thats all i know, really.."
though unfinished, the big reveal of late and must be presented nicely so it can go virally at least a hundred views
just got to clear it off my virtual 'desk' so i can get back to walking and waffling, already in the can several months ago...( i dont do screens much in summer, i do summer)... those i care about and care to share...
soon.
curious ...i wonder who my superfans are whom so so quickly ..i mean immediately, always....watch any vid i stick up...
Anyway as i never even look at subscribers or comments i care not, nor interact with anyone online at all it seems thank god!...
fine its your world i just pimp thinking... i know a hard thing these days.....
and anyway they'll be too smartphone-retarded to know an 18mth performance artpiece, ongoing, over several thou video clips, as an act of self harm, in solidarity with a society that only knows self harm, when they see it ..
its a hard job to keep on top of it though such quick viewership
...... i try.... even 'stalkers' deserve as coherent as possible equal full th
oughtful viewing experience after all they are putting a lot of their "human" effort and guile and whatever....into being nosey...blessem... theyre "human" too...
and if they can learn just one small lifetip... thats fine by me
.... meanwhile time to go for good from this horrid little fake place...of about the most unhappiest peeps i ever saw... payin' 400 grand for a slice of.... i know what for, indeed...
xxx add in link to videowaffle 10ish days ago, here, about people, though mainly blokes ...being far too neurotic nerdy about their DIY jobs... and thus having no time to DO 'society' ...a trait one noticed developing the last few decades ...it may not be accidental society collapsed as so many who should be real men being manly in "communities" ...the real version, grappling with greedy developers or bad schopls or noisy libraries even... .... don't... cos they must spend SO much time having their bourgeois little ...hamster wheel gleaming in the ... dying light of Pinkers pinkie fake civilisation....
