While God long ago settled the blood sacrifice issue in His payment for our sins, the evil little “gremlins of handymannery” still exact bloody tribute, as my hands can attest.
That is all.
Timely, once again:
Recessional
Rudyard Kipling
G0D of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-flung battle-line,
Beneath whose awful Hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine
Lord God of Hosts be with us yet,
Lest we forget – lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies;
The Captains and the Kings depart:
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget – lest we forget!
Far-called, our navies melt away;
On dune and headland sinks the fire:
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget – lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget – lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard,
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding, calls not Thee to guard,
For frantic boast and foolish word
Thy mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Well, Now Isn’t That Cute
Racist Leftist/Liberal/Dhimmicrappic heads explode over the Harriet Tubman $20 bill.
Yeh, it’s racism, straight up, no matter what lame excuses they utter. As for me, I am looking forward to going to the bank and withdrawing money for ammo resupply, requesting “All Harriet Tubman, pistol-packin’ Republican freedom fighter 20s, please.”
🙂
Questionable Password Advice
Touting the use of a password manager, a so-called “security quiz” stated,
“Trying to remember a multitude of different (secure) passwords can be really tough.”
Really? Well, I suppose that is true if one were a lobotomized gerbil. Designing memorable, seriously difficult to crack passwords is really very easy, but it does require a bit of thought and the development and practice of good security habits, so I suppose for 99.999% of people the statement stands.
Let me tell one and all just what pertinent info one would need to crack the current password for one of my casual use email accounts. All one needs to know are these things: my own, idiosyncratic, symbol substitution methodologies (plural, and circumstantial); exactly what the specials were on a particular day five decades ago in an eating establishment that has been out of business for three decade; how many of that item I ordered; what the price was.
There. Most password checker sites would give you several trillion years to crack a similarly-configured (same circumstance, different substitution methodology) password using some sort of massive array, supposing you didn’t have the clues I mentioned above (and could make sense of them).
And yet, for me to type out the 66-character password is easy-peasy.
Oh, and it’s due to be changed at the end of this month.
Remembering relatively secure passwords should not be difficult for any normal adult, but in the self-induced ADHD age, I suppose such things have become the new norm. *sigh*
How Much Sin is Too Much?
“Just the right amount of sin” ~ “Just the right amount of feces in a glass of milk.”
Oh, yummy.
I did not need to know this
I hope you don’t need to either.
There. I just thought that since once seen, I couldn’t unsee it, so why not spread the “joy”. . .
A Few Modest Proposals
Nothing I propose (call it “pie in the sky dreamin'”) will ever likely come to pass, but if it were to come about. . .
How about these proposals to fix elections for public office:
Each candidate must put forth a platform as a proposed contract with the electorate. If elected, the candidate must make a good faith effort to effect the platform or be removed from office, possibly with prison and fines. Mechanisms for punishment would be tricky details, but could be worked out.
NO elective position should have the names of the candidates or their party affiliations listed on the ballot. Only the platform the candidate is committed to would be listed.
ALL voters would be required to complete a short, easy-peasy civics quiz like this one. A passing grade of better than 70% and their vote counts. I’d prefer better than 90%, but yeh, OK, since I’m dreaming anyway. . . *heh*
All ballot positions would be required to also list None of the Above as a legitimate ballot choice. If NOTA received a plurality of votes, the slate for that position would be wiped and another election held for that position.
All voters be required to produce valid photo identification.
All-in-all, these are quite modest proposals, don’t you think? *heh*
Signs of Tyranny
Here’s one: King Putz wants “security” labels to mean whatever he wants to assure his own and his cronies’ privacy, but privacy for the peasants? Notsomuch. When it comes to the peasants, well, they only want privacy if they are criminals, ya know?
Welcome to anarcho-tyranny, where privileged groups can get away with darnedd near anything, while common citizens are deemed criminals if they simply want to exercise their rights.
And note well: I actively HATE drunk drivers and believe any drunk drivers who commit vehicular homicide should be executed in the most horrible manner allowed under law. Still, even they have rights, rights which no law can sever, but which can only be denied exercise by a tyrannical state.
Three of many Reasons Things About The Trumpery That Chap My Gizzard. . . Plus a Bonus
It’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it, unless someone can give me verifiable facts and sound reason to modify it. So there.
Here are three:
“Just to show you how unfair [1] Republican primary politics can be, I won the State of Louisiana and get less [2] delegates than Cruz-Lawsuit coming.[3]”
#1 is a two-fer, but we’ll call it just one. The Trumpery whiny baby. And he lies. What’s “unfair” about following the rules? Only dummies don’t bother to even learn the rues before trying to play the game at master level.
#2 is easy. He’s subliterate at best. He wants to run the country and is too butt lazy to even learn English. “Less” is for things that are measured. “Fewer” is for things that can be counted. Any person who has bothered to become literate knows this. The Trumpery is too butt lazy to bother his “good brain” with speaking literate English. Impressive in a president, no?
#3 His resort to losing because he was too butt lazy to do his homework and to do the essential ground work to actually win is to threaten a lawsuit he cannot win. *yawn* Moron. Go ahead, emphasize your weakness.
And last, the whole, “I was cheated” is just another page in his primary life strategy: lie, lie, lie and then? Lie again.
Here ya go: 101 of The Trumpery’s lies. Oh, the list is nowhere NEAR exhaustive, but it’s a place to start.
Warning Signs
1.) The book blurb for a self-pub contains orthographic and grammar errors as egregious as this, first sentence of a blurb did,
“A global flu pandemic has wiped out ninety nine [sic] percent of the worlds [sic] population.”
The first page of the book includes, among other offenses, “He staggered back, unable to breath.”
You might well, with signs like this, think, “Hmmm, Cupcake, if you haven’t bothered to learn basic English, why should you expect to have English speakers/readers buy your book?”
Oh, and if “Cupcake” thinks so highly of his own subliterate capabilities (and is so dismissive of his readers) as to eschew paying a competent line editor to mend his execrable grasp of grammar and vocabulary, well, that’s another strike against him and his “literary” non-efforts.
(And yeh, the butchery of English continued in that case, until I finally exited the snippet and sought some mind-cleansing in better-written text.)
Note: there is a lot of non-fiction written nowadays that is just as bad as in the fiction referred to above. Damn democratic influences in the arts! *heh*