consume to survive then rant
Been saying it for years, dear worst-reader. Gotta make this. Although I've enjoyed this dish many times, either made by others or at fine dinning places around #Eurowasteland, I hadn't yet embarked on doing it myself. And don't get me wrong here. It's not that I'm claiming in any worst-way that I'm, you know, a …
Continue reading "Something Ain’t So Worst: My First Coq Au Vin"
Yeah, dear worst-reader/rider, I'm looking for filler here. Reason? I just don't have much more to report on my fabulous e-bike that just surpassed 8000km. Indeed. It's also well over two years old and... Get this! It's purring like a kitten on the lap of a beautiful Scandinavian blonde that has long since rejected the …
"President Hoover, Mr. Chief Justice, My friends, "This is a day of national consecration, and I am certain that my fellow Americans expect that on my induction into the Presidency I will address them with a candor and a decision which the present situation of our Nation impels. This is preeminently the time to …
Alternative title: How To Make Your Protest Unenlightened Well, there you have it, dear worst-reader. I mean, don't get me wrong. It is #Eurowasteland to me and for the better part of my expatriation has always been that way. Indeed. I do live in it. In fact, when I first got to The Continent one …
Subtitle: Every link from Chris Hedges The Dilemma of Vladimir Lenin, July 1, 2019, Truthdig.com Don't you love it, dear worst-reader? Don't you love it when you fight so hard to avoid all the entertainment afforded us in these days of interwebnet-galore, including all the glorious porn, facebag, puppy vids, forced early retirement, and thereby …
Is it time yet, dear worst-reader? Time to start trademarking worst-writer? How bout I also trademark one of my other favourites: #Americant? And what about my use of the word fcuk? What? That's not a word? Come now, come now. Of course it's a word, don't you know. It's a word because, well, the powers-that-be …
Subtitle: Thoughts on new Raspberry Pi 4 Been posting a few things here or there regarding my SBC journey, dear worst-reader. And what a journey it's been. It all started a few years back with the Raspberry Pi. Wow, I thought after initially fiddling with an R-Pi 2. This sort of thing could finally allow …
It was the running, dear worst-reader. The running from a few things--that resulted in my expatriation from my beloved & missed united mistakes of #Americant. Allow me to indulge in two of those things here. The first was/is anti-intellectualism. Now don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm saying I'm smarter than anyone else. Indeed, …
Living in a golden cage, don't you know, dear worst-reader, has its quirks. It's a shinny place, if you can't guess, yet not shinny enough to hide the excess. Is the gold worth it, you might ask? Oh, the ills of expatriate choices--for those of us born and reared in the privileges of The …
UPDATE: The Rock64 with 4-bay drive enclosure (the gadgets on the left in the pic above) failed the other day. That means, this entire post is null & void. Oh how I wanted the Rock64 (Pine64?) to succeed. But I supposed, for tech newbie/wannabees like me, I'm barking up the wrong tree here. At least …
As suggested earlier, the rise and institutionalisation of the Ronald Reagan political clique, first in California as governor, 1967-1975, and then as U.S. President, 1981-1989, was a major green light for the development of white supremacist groups, from marginal and obscure to mainstream, by the dawn of the twenty-first century. Reagan and his cronies and …
Subtitle: My friends 2015 MacBook has been through hell. An old friend came by the other day to mooch of an extra bed on his way to a boating thing in Köln. He does that once or thrice a year, don't you know. I mean, wouldn't you? He gets a nice place to sleep (saving …
Thinking too much about my beloved & missed #Americant this morn, dear worst-reader. Thinking about what could lead to the likes of President Stupid and his pee-pee-hair? I mean, is there an essence to it all? Is it that so many compatriots are as stupid as the leaders they elect? That must be the magic-sauce, …
You know how you can tell you're already living in end-times? It's easy really. If there's a hint of rational thought in your mind, if you can circumvent for a moment all the BS of religious magic, you should also be able to surmise, well, that the krapp you've allowed to occupy you has also …
There's no such thing as the present. There's a word called Time, but nobody is able to define it. There's a past and there's a future, and Time runs through it like an electric current. The present is an imaginary condition, a dream state... an oxymoron. -Henry Miller, Black Spring, chapter: Jabberwhorl Cronstadt,
