Bloggers' Wrist

I am one of the many sufferers' from Bloggers' Wrist, which is a toasting of the skin in the area of the wrist caused by heat from a laptop computer. It is like a first-degree burn, only less; more like a half-degree burn, or a quarter-degree burn.

So maybe some fingerless gloves ?!

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Hiatus

I have gotten tired of the word "hiatus".
I mean, all the blogs I view whose authors have neglected their postings usually have a self-serving notice that they've been busy or they've been on hiatus or are soon gonna be on hiatus or are fixin' to go on hiatus.

I've been on hiatus for a bit merely because I have lost interest in my thoughts and ideas. If they do not interest me, I certainly am not going to serve my Peloponnesian ideas up to you like some ghastly feast of Tantalus....

Mangia!

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note:

Why is "Peloponnesian" spelled with a double "n"?
 I mean, "Pelops: is the guy's name, and "nesos" for "island" has but one single "n".

I thought maybe the genitive of Pelops might have an "n" and I'll have to look it up, but most -ops words don't have an "n" pop up in the genitive... I think.

Russia: Monasticism In The Urals

Confession before the Liturgy near the Holy Relics of St. Dalmat Isetsky.

Dalmatovo Assumption Monastery situated on the left bank of the Iset river, at the confluence of the Tech river, in the town Dalmatovo, Kurgan region, Urals.


Russia Beyond The Headlines
 http://rbth.com/multimedia/pictures/multimedia/2015/08/21/warriors-of-light_391669

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Views Of Russia

RUSSIA Beyond The Headlines

http://rbth.com/

There are some blogs I regret taking my eyes off...

Charming Faces Of Russian Orthodoxy
http://rbth.com/multimedia/pictures/2013/02/22/charming_faces_of_russian_orthodoxy_23089

"A wooden church stands on the island of Patmos in the middle of the Katun River; residential and farm buildings are located in an area of woodland on the left bank. The island is connected to the shore by means of a suspension bridge. The sisters make a daily round of the cloister with an icon."

" 'Holy Bushes' Uspensky Svyato-Georgiev [St. George Assumption] Monastery, Bashkiria was opened in 1901. It is located among forests, meadows, and low hills, away from populated areas."

"Father Nikolai, an elder of the Ufa diocese, visits the cloister to answer workers' questions. Lay people often come and spend time at the monastery. The purpose of their visits is the selfless desire to help the monastery. In addition to their desire to help the monastery, people are frequently in need of spiritual help and support, and in search of a new outlook on life. Visitors and monks live in small detached wooden monastic cells."

Go and look! Go and look!

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Rock 'Raq Fight

https://therockfile.wordpress.com/2015/03/08/the-rock-fight/

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Kvetching

I often feel subject to the following criticism:

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Turing Tests For Bloggers

I have just encountered the most difficult "Please prove you're not a robot" test I have ever seen !

One of the many variations I saw was the word  "Geâts"  with a bloody circumflex on the "a"!
Since this was Beowulf's clan, I thought it grossly unfair to be coupled with a undecipherable second word.
(furthermore, I had purchased the cheap computer whose keyboard did not have the European accented vowels! My next laptop will even have a qamets-hey on it.)

I think http://thetrouserpress.blogspot.com/ makes up his own Turing tests. I think I shall start to do my own.

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Whew!

 The Media Awaits My Entry

I fell into a funk after the end of the government scrimmage last week. I mean, I always fall into a funk when I go through a period of time during which my well-being and that of my family as well as the entire country is threatened.

Since the fight ended up with conservatives becoming more radical and probably thinking that next time they will indeed force a default by the government on its payments....
... it just lets me know that in the near future, some pricking of my thumbs will most clearly indicate that something truly fearful this way comes.

I mean, how can educated people take the position that default is OK?
These are the clowns yammering for running government like a business.
Romney was supposed to be a great prez,... since he could "run a government like a business".
It's like the Pope saying he's mad at consumerism, and therefore will abolish the Feast of the Nativity on December 25!

So I read a great post about the trouble a young lady had with pills and a pharmacy and computerized systems, http://livingwiththenoondaydemon.wordpress.com/2013/10/12/the-pill-fiasco/
and it got me out of my funk; it re-established a desire to communicate with the other intelligent entities that scurry about (like ants!) in my neighborhood and upon the entire Earth.

I left a comment and wondered whether the cost of telephone call time spent being on-hold were included in the yearly cost of medical care: something like 50 millions hours on-hold (with no speaker phone) equals a billion simoleons in lost productivity; something like a stat that economists always toss around.

I wondered if the true cost of Kafka's process in The Trial is being adequately reflected in the reports, or whether we should add in the hours spent wandering through the computerized bureaucratic halls of Prague. Also The Cabinet Of Dr. Caligari comes to mind, and not in a good way... as if there were any good way for Caligari to pop into one's head.
I mean, one has to listen to either talks about precursors to the Nazis, or else some jabber about cinematographic history, during which one may be conned or duped into watching the entire film!

Unfortunately, this has a very bold grasp and relationship to another major item in the news: the computer system glitches of the Affordable Care Act implementation, so I may go back into a funk.
I take a minor comfort in the fact that when the flash computer-driven crash of the future occurs which sends us all back into the Stone Age - or at least to the level of the last minor glaciation - I can say that I told ya so.

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Still Wahdi

A blog filled with treats:

 

http://stillwahdi.blogspot.com/

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Motown Art

Mitch Cope Brings Sustainable Light to the Power House Neighborhood

Over the last year and a half, I have looked at the field of cultural production in Detroit through several lenses. As I've reflected on things a little more, I have to come to see that these lenses are interconnected. What's more, they point to a way in which certain art projects in Detroit are perhaps opening up an avenue for thinking about how we might actually go about making that other world the new social movements slogans tell us is possible....

 Check it out.
http://motownreviewofart.blogspot.com/

pix:  Motown Review of Art  (Image courtesy of Mitch Cope and Gina Reichert.)
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Old Posts

Over time, Blogger has had some issues which have caused all of my older posts (and I do not know where the dividing point is)to have lost all paragraph separation, so everything is run together in one paragraph.

Sorry. I'll try to fix some.

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Spin-offs & Outtakes & Highlights

I am going to be gone for 2 days. I am going to Port Desespoir to assist my brother in his disability hearing, and I shall be staying with my parents who "got no truck" with things like computers and the Internet. They are print-medium-totallers. However, the Detroit newspaper-simulators.... don't really know what to call them anymore... are usually not delivered to their home anymore, the home delivery bubble having burst and newsboy bicycles litter the roadways! They do have a subscription for such delivery, but it is sort of like a newspaper to Garcia... or "we don't need no newspapers!" and it is hard indeed to watch the breakdown of civilization. I am sure this is how Curtius Pomponius felt that morning on the Esquiline Hill when the Rome-Picayune-Observer tablets were not delivered. First the Aquaducts, then the newspapers! Of course, for my parents, it would be - grace to Rush Limbaugh et alii inanes - first Obama, then the newspapers!

So being gone, I thought I'd run some outtakes.
But did you ever try doing a Blog outtake post? I mean, who would want to read your muffs, flubs, and misspellings and grammar errors? Even if you had a laugh-track, would it help? I mean, they already are subject to that type of chicanery already.
O.K. So I thought, maybe spin-offs: I could have my nephews do a blog... or Guest Host: they could host the blog in my absence. They declined, having better things to do in winter, such as following the sun.
Could do highlights, but if them lights are so high, why did nobody read 'em in the first place?

The world will survive.

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What White People Like

Christian Lander, the compiler of the blog "Stuff White People Like" includes ... scarves, gay friends, bad high school memories, water bottles, and being the only white person around. They also like studying abroad, getting divorced, alternative medicine, recycling, apologies, sushi, having two last names, renovating their homes, hating their parents, having gifted children, and tea, yoga and film festivals. And then there is No. 108 on the list: appearing to enjoy classical music... I cry foul, foul, foul most foul! at this. I not only love sushi, I know exactly how old it must be for the seaweed wrap and the plum vinegar to have its effect: too early, it is like eating a cigar. It is not my imagination that sushi makes me happy. Similarly, this is the white fellow who cried at the end of Act I of the Met's Il Barbiere di Seviglia in 2007. Now that is some music. I drink about 6 to 8 cups of tea per diem (thanks to The Grace Tea Company, New York, New York), have never been divorced, studied Yoga only along with Jainism and Buddhism and Hinduism as an attempt to grasp the basics of Indian culture. Back in the day, back when the Detroit Riots were having a brief, but intense, run at the local theaters, the newspaper across the river in Windsor, Ontario, ran a headline with a huge typo:

Burn, Whitney, Burn!

Maybe this was not a mistake for "Whitey"; maybe this was some sort of mordant comment, contrasting the supercilious rich - Whitney- against the poor and downtrodden. Don't know, actually.

I yam what I yam, ein vayse kop- a guy with a white mind. Only, I am not ashamed of my mind, not a bit. I wish it were better, I wish it were handsomer, but I'm ok with it. I love Mozart and I love early Rap music. I used to love film festivals until they became as overcrowded as prisons.

I do not understand the part about loving apologies. Perhaps that come from my Eastern European side; ikh? antshuldike mikh? farvos?

Blogs And Such: Renesys Blog

I have been changing things. My favorite Tech Blog sums it up: I admire the Net for the way in which it allows ordinary people (and a few extraordinary people) to produce content and to directly deliver that content to an audience. "Disintermediation" was what we used to call that--a long word for "cutting out the middle man". Blogs can certainly do that. But they also have a tendency to be self-centered, myopic and frequently boring.

renesys blog http://www.renesys.com/blog/2005/12/welcome.shtml#more

Blog Of Note

This Blog has not been chosen as a Blog of Note.
Well done. It is the 80th week in a row, and I am well disposed to all the events surrounding the honor; the hub-bub, the interviews, the dates with Paris and her sister.

I used to read a Blog of a fellow philosopher, one whose view of the world was extremely prosaic. He was world-weary and he mistook this accidie for knowledge gained by experience: a sort of graduate school of hard knocks, as it were. He has a bloody counter on his Blog. He had his eye on it. I know he did. He mentioned it. One day in a mood of pseudo-humility he said that the counter would soon be at 100,000...0r 500,000....or 1,000,000.

1,000,000 HITS, that is.

Hits? O.K. That is rather impressive, considering the humdrum contents. Hmmm...

I would not dare have a counter. If no one "hit", then I would be sad. On the other hand, if many people "hit", then I would be insufferable.

And...oh,well...keep blogging guys !

My counter is my left hand; there is my daughter...and Anna... and her sisters.

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Fear And Bennett in Las Vegas

I shall immediately disassociate myself from the low blow in the title: mentioning Bill Bennett and his gambling addiction. I subscribe to a title writing service and use what they give me. So, good old Bill Bennett has a blog. What could be in it? Let's have a look see. Proposed 2008 Platform 1. Global War Against Islamic Terror--call the war right and fight it right. This I like. I particularly like calling the Terror Islamic, thereby ensuring a certain amount of what we shall refer to as the Haditha Effect. In the heat of war, it will be hard to discern who is friend and who is foe. If the terror is Muslim, then all Muslims are fair game. This is what Mr. Bennett would call "leveling the playing field." 2. Publicly commit to regime change in Iran. I would like to see something further, like "using diplomatic means short of nuclear strikes", but what the heck. 3. Fund and deploy a fully operational missile defense system. I would like to expand this by adding a coda: using a technology which cannot be gotten around or short-circuited or evaded by the enemy (whose names are Legion!) I seem to remember that the Rooskies are already working on a way around a missile defense system. http://fatherdaughtertalk.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-anti-christmas.html Bill is correct: fund a system that incorporates technology that prohibits end runs! What we need is (1) A Manhattan Project for missile defense, and (2) a missile defense Czar to run it. If I not mistaken, Mr. Bennett himself was once a Czar of some program! O.K. I'm bored. We're outta here.

Lassitude

I have not posted for a while. I suppose this undermines blog status. One can't really have a blog-web log- if one doesn't actually log things in.

SO maybe I have an Intermittent Blog. It is not due to the exquisite languor of unemployment in which I find myself. It is not due to my slothful nature. I have started a novel. It's coming along. If you've never done this, you won't understand what its like, so I'm not going to waste your time. What good is a blog so brief?

People find my blog like a summer rain storm over Espanola being watched from the heights of Chimayo: it is brief and even in its brevity there is little solace since the heat evaporates the rain drops before they reach the valley.