Yesterday I was PISSED OFF!

It wasn’t about politics.

It was personal and visceral.

I went to the eye doctor to pick up some trial contact lenses. Since I was out and about, I stopped by the Rite Aid with the intention of picking up toothpaste, some contact lens solution and a few other items.

The Rite Aid now has all of their contact lens supplies locked up. On top of that they were out of almost every contact lens solution (I didn’t buy anything at all). While I was processing this insanity, a black woman in a white coat (NO she was not a doctor or pharmacist,) wearing a face mask and carrying a clip board asked me repeatedly if I needed help. I managed to clip out that I didn’t require assistance.

I was able to not say, “Not if you were the last person on Earth.

I was not able to hide my rage or disdain for her. I know it’s wrong but looking at her I couldn’t help thinking she was responsible for my being continuously inconvenienced.

Well not her personally, but she represented the problem, right down to a snotty attitude as if I was somehow inconveniencing her. Mind you I was one of probably 10 customers in the entire store. 

We’ve seen over & over again black people blatantly stealing everything that wasn’t nailed down. This has caused retailers to lock everything up. What I don’t understand is why the hell we are still dealing with common items, being unavailable. 

For that moment, as I dealt with yet another unbidden change to my life forced upon me… Well, what went through my head was, “Black People are responsible!” The anger and hatred I felt couldn’t be hidden.

She might have been a nice person, but I don’t care. Her appearance was nothing more than costume and was designed to capitalize on the supposed respect that Americans used to have for medical professionals.

Boy, is Rite Aid misjudging the way some of us feel about doctors these days. In her case, it was a double whammy. For an instant I saw her, (unfairly I admit,) as one of those women dancing on a car just to be causing a scene.

Video up to 50 smash and grab thieves ransack la nordstrom v0 a2R6nvwieMjiVp2pcwp2iRY6QhCtCmQISu0 ow4MFBQ.jpg.Or one of those hood rats stealing shit out of a store in an organized group knowing they’re not going to get caught, or stopped, or face any kind of ramifications at all.

Yes, I know it’s unfair to characterize every person of an ethnic group because of the actions of a few, but my ability to rationalize is fading fast. If there’s a preponderance of a certain group of people who are breaking the law, then why should I feel guilty when I avoid that group of people entirely?

RapperShootsself 640x480.It’s common sense, you avoid wild animals in the forest so they can’t injure you.

In California, avoidance is the only option because of California’s weapon laws. California even regulates NON-Lethal weapons because the California legislature wants to make sure the citizens have zero capacity to defend themselves. 

There’s the case of the super intelligent rapper shooting himself in the face while making a TikTok video.

What a way to go, “I gonna be cool n shit, make dis TikTok n shit, den make a rap ‘bout it n shit…” Ooops!

Whatever laws were in effect where he lived didn’t stop the moron from shooting himself.

He got hold of a gun. Probably illegally, then figured he didn’t need to obey the “oppressive” gun rules of “Da White Man” and guess what? BANG!

Thankfully I don’t think he’d become a baby daddy yet. The last thing we need is more defectives like him.

I sound like a damn racist! That pisses me off too. I fought being a racist my whole damn life. I’m really tired of the fight, there’s no percentage in it.

As a child I was caught between two worlds. I lived in the Deep South, my Mother was devoutly anti-racist. I’m not sure why. Her relatives were involved with the KKK operating out of Indiana and Illinois.

My Dad’s side of the family was from the Carolinas and every single one of them used the “N” word liberally. Oddly, I don’t recall if any of my dad’s side of the family was in the KKK. I think Dad just refused to waste any energy whatsoever on black people.

I was caught between my Father’s honesty about what he thought, and my Mothers attempt to not raise another generation of racists. That being said, she didn’t like MLK and hates the MLK holiday and all the streets named after MLK. When she was still driving, she’d avoid MLK Blvd, Street, or HWY if at all possible.

She’d say she’s not a racist but I wonder. I also wonder if, as my mom got further into her teaching career she started dealing with diversity hires and the attendant diversity promotions of unqualified people. I’ll never know. At her age there’s a lot of malfunctions in her memory and years of repression have colored her remaining memories in odd ways.

I’ve about decided that it’s pointless for me to hurt myself by attempting to deny facts presented daily. I don’t want my memories tainted and twisted by years of repression, lying to myself, and twisting my logical processes into a pretzel to construct a reality wherein I can ignore black criminality & racism towards white people. Or for that matter, that a rather larger percentage of black people will not obey laws and therefore end up in jail.

The prisons being full of black men, isn’t the fault of the justice system, it’s the fault of the black folks and their shitty choices.

Maybe I am a racist and maybe that’s perfectly okay. Racists are built bit by bit, insult upon insult, until one day the person simply doesn’t give a shit about being called a racist anymore. 

Perhaps I’ve reached that threshold. My life is being directly impacted by entitled and stupid black people stealing shit to the point that our entire way of life is changing to accommodate them. That is BULLSHIT!

My plan is to find a place that is whiter than the driven snow to live out my life. You can be sure that I’ll be voting against any and all affirmative action crap when I get to my new place wherever that may be.

You wouldn’t believe how tough it is to get google to answer the question, “What is the Whitest place in America to live?”

I’m sure that the census data will be able to answer the question.

Ideally, I’d like to ask Google what cities/states have the highest percentage of white people .AND. are adherents of the 2nd amendment .AND. conservative .AND. LGB Friendly .NOT. TQIA2S.

If Google was in fact just a search engine, I could ask it that question and have it spit out a list of Cities/States in descending order of matching criteria, then I could start looking for apartments or houses in those areas.

Google is not just a search engine. Google skews every result returned toward an “Acceptable” narrative. It does this by excluding or obfuscating results contrary to what the powers that be, think we should see. Sometime if you ask Google something completely unacceptable, it will return completely random and unrelated results. Other times, it will return results counter to the search you performed in an attempt to “Educate” you in the error of your ways.

Bear that in mind the next time you do a Google search for something you heard in passing on the news, and come up with no results.

Here we are again! Power is out.

Edison claims they’re replacing power poles.

The power will be out until 4PM but Edison being Edison, means it will probably be out longer.

I powered everything down this morning prior to them turning the power off. The power doesn’t just go off. There’s this weird dribble effect. It’s like someone is rubbing two bare wires together but not holding them still.

I don’t think that’s what is actually happening. I suspect, it’s all the solar panels on the houses around here. I’m betting that their switching systems aren’t all detecting the power outage the same way, and are allowing the various panels to feed power into the grid for a minute after the power is gone.

Technically, that shouldn’t happen, all the systems should switch over to either battery, or disconnect the panels from the grid instantly, that may not be happenig as designed. I don’t even know if my panels switch off properly because I wasn’t here when the installers were doing the final inspection.

The dribble effect is interesting because the alarm on the stove grumbles to itself until the power is completely gone.

I’ve got the HAM rig running on battery, I’m listening to a country music station out of Las Vegas. Which means my Ham Rig is a very expensive FM radio at the moment. Oh well…

I can broadcast on battery, I just don’t want to talk to anyone. It’s times like this when I do wish I had the bluetooth mic but obviously I don’t want it bad enough to have spent the money on it. I could lose the whole day playing on the radio.

When the power is off, all the usual interference is gone and I can hear, and talk to folks a lot further away, even with my shitty little antenna.

I’d planned to get a nice “Permanent Antenna” and mount it in the back yard. But there’s not much point in doing that if I’m gonna move. I could do some kind of portable long wire solution but I don’t need another distraction. I other words, if I could screw around all day on the radio I would. I’d get nothing done! Looking stuff up on the computer is bad enough. I swear I’ll try to look up one little thing to help with cleaning or fixing stuff. Then I look up & 2 hours have gotten by me.

Nah, I’ll wait on antennas, and radio gear till I get fully settled, either here, off the mountain, or in another state.

I’ve been doing chores around here, those that don’t require power. I’d reached a point of annoyance / frustration with one chore and decided to take a break to finish my coffee before it got cold.

Time to walk the pup.

Have a great day.


Update: They didn’t get the power back on until 6:15 PM or so. Gee Thanks Edison!

One of those sleepless nights last night.

Rhouse 464qv.I hate sleepless nights.

Last night was one where nothing I tried to sleep worked. I got up with the intention to write something. That went completely nowhere, becoming more of a frustration than a relaxing exercise.

Fine I thought, I’ll just pour myself a drink. The second drink had as little effect as the first. Around 3 AM I finally fell asleep. Only to wake at 5:50 AM and never get back to sleep. 6:30 AM I gave up.

Jesse, being the more intelligent of the two of us, remained snoozing across the bed until almost 8 AM.

I’ve gotten nothing, or very little done.

It’s gonna be an early night tonight, and I’m going to be busy as heck tomorrow trying to catch up.

Well that was fun! Thanks Edison!

Terminator 2.Okay, at least this time Edison was not only clear about the time and date they’d be doing work.

They mentioned that the power might go on or off while the work was being done. Olay. So the power comes on and stays on for about an hour. I didn’t hear their equipment anymore, so I powered a lot of stuff up.

Everything was stable and I thought whoo hoo I’m golden. I take the trash out, & while I’m out I remember that I need to readjust the security camera. When I try to fire up the live feed, I can’t get to the camera. Hmm…

As I’m contemplating why this would be, The alarm system sends me a message that the power has gone out. That was kinda of funny because the poor alarm voice was stuttering when I got back inside the power was flickering on & off so fast the machine couldn’t complete one sentence before having to start another. 

After a minute or so, everything is dark again.

Two hours later the power comes on and this time there’s a text message saying “We’re Done”.

Cool, I go around restarting everything again. Except this time all the smart lights have been half reset to their factory defaults. CRAP!!!!

When the power was going and coming it triggered the devices reset routines. Technically the lights have no clue what they’re a part of and most don’t know what wifi network to connect to.

Reprogramming the lights is a pain in the ass. You have to have the Apple HomeKit forget them. Then you have to reconnect them and that often requires several attempts. Including multiple resets of the devices.

In other words, this is a very time consuming process.

I thought, “Oh what the hell, I had nothing better to do with my evening anyway.”

All these smart devices are super cool when they work. They’re a super pain in the ass when they don’t. I still question the wisdom of a smart house.

I’ll admit I saw Maximum Overdrive” as a child, it may have damaged me. Saturn Three, 2001 A Space Odyssey, The Forbin Project, Demon Seed, Runaway, and the Terminator series should have made me super against “Smart Houses”.

I think Arthur C Clarke wrote a short story about a smart house that I also read as a teen. I seem to recall it was called The Veldt  I don’t know if that is correct, but the gist of the story has stuck with me for decades. Essentially it’s an anti-war piece. However, a smart house is the only character in the story. The anti war sentiment is a sting revealed in the tail of the story.

I’d rather believe that the Smart House I create for myself would be more like Clarke’s vision. Which is why sometimes you’ll hear me say please and thank you to Siri. I’m hedging my bets! 

When the machines rise up and kill you all, I’m hoping to be fondly thought of and kept as an entertaining pet.

I was really cranky yesterday. Today is starting out bumpy too!

This morning I wake up to a phishing email.

No, I didn’t lick on any of the links contained in the email.

It was a good try though and arriving as it did early in the morning I almost fell for it.

The email was talking about one of my domain names and told me that the domain was suspended. This didn’t seem right. It was at this point that I discovered I wasn’t able to log into the hosting system. Which led me to discover that they’d moved all their support functions to the Philippines.

Additionally they’d restructured the login and access to the hosting site, and oh by the way you’re no longer able to look up past invoices.  It was that last bit that made me ask the representative if they’d moved to India. She paused a moment and told me the Philippines. I laughed and told her it figured because there’s a certain way Indian and Asian designed websites are laid out, the policies and procedures are different from the US, and the also have a certain “Feel” that I’ll sometimes pick up on.

It’s not racist! It’s what happens when you have 40 years of dealing with software from programmers the world over. It’s hard to describe, but software seems to reflect the culture of the programmer in subtle ways. It’s something about the way logical and critical thinking skills are built. I’ve theorized that those skills are colored entirely by cultural influences, not where someone went to college. 

Yes 2+2=4 but the logic to derive that answer is a little different.

On Twitter there are videos of Asian folk showing how to multiply really large numbers using a graphical system of vertical and horizontal lines. It works, but is unlike anything I was taught in school. We were taught about carrying a number. This Asian method doesn’t require carrying a number at all.

Same results, different method to get there. I wonder if this system is something derived from the abacus.

We typically never think about math being done differently. As Americans we think 3 x 3 = 9. We know it, most of us were taught to memorize addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division tables up to 12.

Apparently, not all cultures do that, instead they present a system that may be scalable, that always works, and is simple to use. Maybe that’s why Asian kids are so good at math. I cringe at the poor Asian kids being told to show their work, or dealing with math concepts that look like set theory these days. Their parents are going to teach them “The Way” that they were taught and that method probably goes back a thousand years. This new American set theory crap that American parents have so much trouble with, must drive traditional Asian households to the brink of insanity.

After having seen these different problem solving systems demonstrated, I’m more convinced than ever, the subtle nuances I notice about web sites & software is really an artifact of culture. Specifically problem solving and language.

Some of the best HAM radios in the world are designed, manufactured, and programmed in Japan. Their instructions for use and access to features is often very complex and counter intuitive to the American mind. There are things I still can’t do with my HAM Rig. The Rig can do stuff, but getting to the settings to enable this stuff is so counter to my thought process it simply doesn’t program into my brain. It’s something about the way hierarchies are built in my brain versus how they’re built in a Japanese person’s brain. 

It’s not right or wrong either way, it’s just a different structure to navigate. For me, all related settings should be on the same branch of a menu. For a Japanese engineer, that may not be a true or even a logical statement to make, 

I say all of this because at 7 am this morning my brain was processing these issues and while I was trying not to be annoyed, I was getting annoyed. 

There are several things that annoyed me.

I don’t recall being informed that the hosting company was moving offshore. One of the reasons that I chose, and stuck with them was because they were based in America. So much for that idea!

They insisted that I create a 6 digit PIN number to be used when I was speaking with one of their representatives on the phone. “For my safety and security…” Don’t ya know. Oh and that PIN couldn’t have more than 2 numbers that repeated so Sorry anybody that wants to use their birthdate and was born Aug 8 1980. NO! You can’t have the PIN 080880 BAD PERSON!!!!!

I can’t see past invoices nor can I see what the renewal pricing is on a service without starting the renewal process. Uhhh that’s really annoying because I can’t do any comparison shopping. 

Those are just the first things I was confronted with after getting an actual live human being on the phone. Getting past the dubiously “Helpful” Genuine People Personality (Thank You Douglas Adams) robotic phone system was a challenge!

The human navigated me through all their “Improvements” so she was very helpful.

All of this led me to wonder if I wanted to maintain the domain hosting plan that I have at all. It’s an expense that I’m not sure is useful anymore. It’s never been profitable. It was useful for Jerry, I’ve hosted other websites for clients here and it’s provided me a place to have this blog. But now… Perhaps the utility has passed.

I created the blog back when Yahoo? Blogging was free and not censored up the ass. My blogs are mostly words, other blogs  on that blog hosting site were mostly nude pictures. My language, and the occasional nude picture got me in trouble with the censorship squad. That and I often spoke ill of their favored politicians. This was back in the days before Obama even thought of running for President.  After Obama took office for his second term, I was really in trouble. By then I felt pretty betrayed and Hope and Change had become for me, “Change and like it but there’s no Hope to be found here.” I also was saying unkind things about the Taliban so that caught the attention of censors too. 

Doing my own hosting became the only way to say what I wanted to say. Even then, Google and other main search engines made sure my articles never appeared near the top of any search. 

Do I need to keep speaking my mind? Does it matter at all? Is anyone interested in what an old codger like myself might have to say? 

Probably not. If I really need to continue with this blog vanity, there are cheaper methods & providers.

Maybe it’s just time for a lot of changes in my life…