Friday, 3 March 2017
Net Radio Blog: Rebuffering: Kissing American Dreams Good-bye
Net Radio Blog: Rebuffering: Kissing American Dreams Good-bye: (See our most recent updates on this story here .) This month the Copyright Royalty Board, a panel of three appointed judges who decide...
Mental health
Mental health is precious. It's an intelligent person who, once you've told them something that's got you down doesn't fill you up with platitudes.
Imagine: You're an old person. You live alone after your spouse has died. Nobody ever visits you. You do everything on your own; a day out; shopping; a meal in a cafe, and so on. You spend every single day on your own. When everybody else is celebrating Christmas, or Easter; or having summer holidays, or celebrating someone's birthday; you do none of these things. Ever. Bit pointless, when you've got no one to share anything with any more.
One day, you fall, and your GP sends someone to help you get up off the floor. The inevitable questions about how the fall happened ensue. The questions about friends/family are asked. Your reply is that you are isolated, and there's no one to call on, with which the carer replies: "Don't worry. You're not alone."
Who is suffering from a lack of intelligence now? And why even SAY such a stupid sentence? It makes utterly no sense to us who are most definitely alone and isolated, every single day of our lives.
Where did that old cliche come from - the one that goes: No man is an island? Some of us are. Get used to it and stop saying stupid things as if they count for anything. Keep your mental health and use your intelligence for a change. You never know, it might make you smile, laugh, or get to share something reasonable with a stranger, instead of a stock platitude that nobody believes in any more.
Imagine: You're an old person. You live alone after your spouse has died. Nobody ever visits you. You do everything on your own; a day out; shopping; a meal in a cafe, and so on. You spend every single day on your own. When everybody else is celebrating Christmas, or Easter; or having summer holidays, or celebrating someone's birthday; you do none of these things. Ever. Bit pointless, when you've got no one to share anything with any more.
One day, you fall, and your GP sends someone to help you get up off the floor. The inevitable questions about how the fall happened ensue. The questions about friends/family are asked. Your reply is that you are isolated, and there's no one to call on, with which the carer replies: "Don't worry. You're not alone."
Who is suffering from a lack of intelligence now? And why even SAY such a stupid sentence? It makes utterly no sense to us who are most definitely alone and isolated, every single day of our lives.
Where did that old cliche come from - the one that goes: No man is an island? Some of us are. Get used to it and stop saying stupid things as if they count for anything. Keep your mental health and use your intelligence for a change. You never know, it might make you smile, laugh, or get to share something reasonable with a stranger, instead of a stock platitude that nobody believes in any more.
Labour's policies
If God allows, and these people take the reins again in England, we could be in for some good, and surprising changes to the disastrous policies we currently live under.
It would be nice to eventually read some good news about someone NOT dying, due to someone's insistence that they are penalised for being disabled; or to find that there are less and less people having to fend for themselves without anywhere to live. Where children are not getting sick from hunger and their parents/carers/guardians are not having to miss meals for days on end so they can feed the young ones.
"Why are you not eating, Mummy?" should no longer be asked. Mummy's reply of "I'm not hungry at the moment," should not be a continual response, especially with all the trouble I've already seen; read; watched on film and heard about concerning eating disorders.
Yeah. I can live with a government who cares for its people. I could definitely live with that.
Especially at my age.
It would be nice to eventually read some good news about someone NOT dying, due to someone's insistence that they are penalised for being disabled; or to find that there are less and less people having to fend for themselves without anywhere to live. Where children are not getting sick from hunger and their parents/carers/guardians are not having to miss meals for days on end so they can feed the young ones.
"Why are you not eating, Mummy?" should no longer be asked. Mummy's reply of "I'm not hungry at the moment," should not be a continual response, especially with all the trouble I've already seen; read; watched on film and heard about concerning eating disorders.
Yeah. I can live with a government who cares for its people. I could definitely live with that.
Especially at my age.
Thursday, 2 March 2017
How to ruin someone's life
Some people get everything, and others have the rug pulled from underneath them. It's happening now on a daily basis. (Click to read, if you care).
If you've got a few quid spare, please consider helping this couple. He'll end up losing his woman to cancer eventually. They only want somewhere warm and safe to spend a bit of time to lick their wounds. Forget recovering. She's going to die. This government have got an awful amount to answer for. Who knows who will be hit next?
If you've got a few quid spare, please consider helping this couple. He'll end up losing his woman to cancer eventually. They only want somewhere warm and safe to spend a bit of time to lick their wounds. Forget recovering. She's going to die. This government have got an awful amount to answer for. Who knows who will be hit next?
Wednesday, 1 March 2017
Evans is a place on Earth: Fleapit revisited:I, Daniel Blake
Evans is a place on Earth: Fleapit revisited:I, Daniel Blake: "When I say what things are like everyone's heart must be torn to shreds." - Bertolt Brecht. It's probably a good job ci...
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