The Performers...
I mean there you are... a few weeks ago on the cliffpath and sundayaft ... not all but some, i take the ildphone which has an FM wireless innit....
And so astonished that eve write to the extremely good chellist singin babe
" for YOUR sake only... listen... i had ghe wiireless on... old samsung a71 wireless 10 year old sony 30 quid headphones... and i almost had a spontaneous eruption the richness of music over FM compared to the tragic tincam sound via ALL digital.... you are so so good... please figure a way of at least providing lrss lossy downloadable flac files ... i can give you tips... i want to hear every nasal snort... i want to hear your inbreths down to your diaphragm and enjoy every vibration i can .... of you, the tin cans dont allow"
And what do you get back, never ever a conversation, but some performative bimbile dressed up as " i read your great comment" .. no actual communication... just
i have a smartphone, therefore i am
( unable to actially even coherently communicate the simplest of concepts in a message... is beyond ' narcissism' it is their end)
ditto today a do so hated song... will be on the horrid nasty stabby earworms all week...
except a version i had never heard, you cannot hear...as fm radio its a different song...so absurdly rich and nuanced
becomes perfect, if you can hear all of her
NB i hate my site, because the real ' love' is in many hundreds of poignant nuanced photographs i have taken especially the ladt year, but for a decade prior... poetical, wry, funny...
But it takes so much more time and electrical energy to sit and look through them all... far quicker and energy efficient, just to talk in a moronic manner to a camera as an act of absurdist art as i know its pointless...if i ever get to the pics... they are much more pointed
poetically.... i know what a good arty photo is... and a true poignant ' social history'.... but i need an electrical socket...first.
And as i emmigrated to the most sick and.... totally deathcult inhospitable.... society in the UK.... it may Be some time
Bit at least i do know what the ACTUAL job is...
30 years of my life i have befriended and morally supported the few whom set up little ' local' hub type green grassroots initiatives in all the same places, Llanidloes, Hay-on-poisoned-dead-wye, Presteigne, Kinghton, Gweek...always tge same few people " we have a healthy little localism group of goody goodies" ( in the same latest tie dye or fashionable tibetan attire)
which always comprises less than 1% ...in fact closer to 0.1% of people in any region joining elite middle class ( thpugh they pretend to Be othrrwise) ' grass roots' schemes... they get ALL the government grant cash... theyre very very very good at that...
' local' 'green'.. reuse recycle ( they rarely do in real life, ALWAYS)
but they never reach the other 99.9% ....
A nd any sane person who cares about the planet knows fuck elites in Gwerl or anywhere else hipster...
the only game im town , acvording to Sabine a game very time limited now to not even 20 years...is somehow ' reaching'.. 'relating' to the 99.9% and convincing them living with at least 50% less man made mollecules in their life... 75% really... is all our responsibility, and the only game in town.... no green i ever met, brave enough to even try
preaching to the ' converted' the easiest game of all...
i shall try to reach a few in some writing..
one day...if i can be bothered - why bother?! NO one to slightly Be lieve...in as ever meaning what they say
