Are you sure you want to delete?

Just spent some minutes deleting old contacts in my primary 'friends' email.  I've been meaning to do it for some time.  It's a pain when you are thinking of sending an invite out and you have so many contacts.  I sound like I'm bragging but I'm not.  These aren't really friends anymore.  We might have been friends once and if I saw them again I'd be very happy to embrace but really we aren't in touch.  Some people I haven't heard from in a decade.  And maybe that's partly my fault.  

Though I have tried though.  I write to people now and then on email but I have no way of knowing if they even received them.  I think email is almost done as a means of keeping in touch.  I think I'm the only person who isn't on facebook.  It's okay--I wonder how much those 'friends' are really friends.  I guess you can spy on them much more easily (and so can the cops).

It was an interesting exercise though deciding who to keep on and who to drop.  Some were old lovers.  Some were various school friends.  Some were people I only had in my email to invite them to rooftop hockey or other regular events. Some made it and some didn't.  Some people had a picture associated with their contact and it was nice to see their faces again though many were presumably out of date. 

So now I have a more manageable list.  Still realistically I only keep in regular touch with maybe ten people.  And that's wonderful.  Thank you!

PS - This is my 300th post on Museum Fremen.  How times flies . . .

Sick

Been following this story for a while. I might have written about it. Anyway in the UK, the cops have been infiltrating peaceful organizations for decades. Not really news as this happens a lot. But the story of this pig (in this case I feel it's appropriate) is one for the ages. Infiltration is one thing, one could expect it from the neurotic and maniacal state, but this pig 'fell in love' and fathered a child with one of his activist buddies. Then he ditched her and the baby and disappeared; he said the cops were after him--for a promotion maybe. I think his son is now about 20 years old. No support, no word, no nothing--all that time. And he had another family the whole time. Of course the pig has been climbing the ladder ever since. But he must be totally psychotic to have done this. I guess ultimately the police system (and state) is psychotic but someone has to sign up with the right(?) credentials.

And, to boot, I keep hearing about Muslims in the US who the cops find and encourage them to blow something up, then provide them with all the equipment and training and then the bomb fails to go off and the sucker goes away forever as an evil terrorist.  But this guy without that police support, wouldn't have blown out a candle let alone leveled a building.  I guess their crime was a thought crime which they conflated to a real crime.

The world is so fucked.  Hard to know what's real.  I guess climate change is real . . . or is it?  Ha ha.

Unbelievable

Challenging Thoughts

What a winter and it just keeps coming!  Storm after storm and now some rain and the groundwater is certainly filling up.  There is still so much snow on the ground.  It's both beautiful and a pain in the butt.  Next winter we're going to have to put up some snow fencing because trudging down the driveway is highly annoying.  

Lately I have been realizing that I will live with a lot.  The driveway full of snow is just one thing.  Thankfully I have someone to remind me that other options are available.  For instance, regarding this issue, I could buy a snow blower, put up a snow fence, ask a friend to plow the driveway.  But my default is to just accept things and park at the bottom of the drive.  I would probably just do this forever and accept it.

Lately I have been thinking a lot about my commitments in other areas.  A few years ago I decided to stop flying.  Flying, I've read, produces a lot of greenhouse gas emissions and has multipliers so water vapour is also released into the atmosphere which acts like a greenhouse gas.  I even had a friend who asked me to come to his wedding (in the UK) and I said no on principle.  

But what have I achieved by doing so?  I missed what might have been a fun wedding for one.  But does my principled position achieve anything?  I'm very happy to have not given the airlines any of my money.  But there are still thousands of airplanes flying everywhere.  Maybe all of us non-flyers have taken a few out of the air.  But it's still a pretty dismal prospect to realize that you are suffering (arguably) by not flying but nothing is really changing.  

Maybe it's okay to jet off somewhere.  Since it's looking like we're going to be at 500 ppm CO2 in probably a decade at this rate (and never forget we're supposedly in a recession).  If we're going to fuck up the planet we might as well have some fun right? 

Fuck the NFL

Wow, what a sweet moment!  Like a stooge I too tuned in to the Super Bowl.  Just after half time.  I turned it on and Baltimore ran it back 109 yards for a touchdown.  Ouch, I thought the 49ers were going to walk away with it.  Anyway then the sweetest thing happened.  The power went out, no commentary, just cut to commercials.  I cheered loudly and pumped my fist like I had scored a touchdown.  How sweet!  Of course the power will come back.  I can only hope, around 4am.  Fuck the NFL and their military bullshit theme song.