Wednesday too

8. Some nice news


Scott Tracey used the popular meme, from 2004 film Downfall, to portray scenes from company wage negotiations, posting it on a closed Facebook group. He was sacked by the company. However, after a two-year legal battle, he won an unfair dismissal case and returned to work.

7. Cv news

The question I aim to answer is: Is there evidence that the “lockdown” reactions to the epidemic of governments around the world have significantly helped to alleviate the effects of the virus, compared with what would have happened without those lockdowns? Or has it, perhaps, been a lot of pain for no, or little, real gain? You shall judge.

There is this and then two opposed approaches – Jackboot in NZ v Sweden. Seems to me all are lying.

[H/T Chuckles and haiku where applicable]


6.  Death of college football is just the start

In 2018, I was deeply involved in the American College football season and Alabama in particular – learnt much during that time through good sources, even people at the games.  I still count them as my team.

But I also saw some very weird shenanigans going on [dare not call it graft].  Now there is this article upon the announcement that the season will not go ahead:

My pseudonymous former employer, “Flyover State,” was of course an amalgam of several different institutions, but one thing they had in common was a fanatical devotion to — and a fatal dependence on — the football team. Not that the football team was any good, but that didn’t matter. They’d built their brand over decades, to the point that they’d often make one of those late-December bowl games just on the strength of their traveling fan base. They got all the perks the NCAA affords to bigtime programs — more home than away games, padded schedules — such that the population of College Town probably doubled every home Saturday.

What all of this meant was that the entire ecosystem of College Town depended upon those football Saturdays.

Yes.  I was always concerned about Bama being Nike but it never quite got to the BLM stage because it was not the season yet.  Now it is.  Hmmmm.

Just read through comments – I sort of liked the 2018 season, people liked it, I vastly preferred it to NFL because it seemed more real.  But I also noticed that my American friends were far more for baseball – it was deeper in their psyche.  All very interesting.

5.  Nice piece on Biden

Is there a person of sound mind in the entire country – Democrat or Republican – who thinks Joe Biden is mentally up to the job of leading a deeply divided nation, coping with a pandemic and facing threats from nuclear enemies like Russia and China, or terrorist regimes like Iran? Daily now, we are watching an already impaired individual, closeted in a basement, mentally deteriorating in front of our eyes, with a national election only three months away.

Must repeat – the perils of pretending that war is something else.


4. A levels

3. To lighten the coming day

# Apparently RSVP’ing to a wedding invitation, “Maybe next time,” isn’t
the correct response.

# Don’t irritate old people. The older we get the less “life in prison”
is a deterrent.

# Confuse your doctor by putting on rubber gloves at the same time he does.

More here.

2. Meanwhile, back in Blighty TV Land

1. Pigeons, roost

I mentioned about things coming down in mid-spring – well, they’ve taken a bit longer than that but no less real. I think what’s going to happen is nothing as far as readers can see – full on blogging, then suddenly nothing. Don’t be surprised.

There is also a new issue next door here which some know of and it’s puzzling. Bottom line is the mind is distracted at this time.  Let’s just say I’m fighting a number of wars at the same time.

[H/T where applicable Chuckles and haiku]

Harris [2]

Reason for spending an inordinate amount of time on her is her proximity to the presidency and her ‘chancer’ nature [bonking a mayor to advance her agenda], her ruthlessness [the delight with which she tried to destroy Kavanaugh and family, also the nature of her statement in June in part one], her utter lack of decency – all that we know.  Her associations:


Even the illustrious Ivan Ivanovich Shishkin, of the hyper-realistic landscape, could not quite offer today what I was trying to recall visually – the painting above is as close as I could get. Try to imagine the falling away in the foreground as the bank of a small lake, of which Russia has many.

We would set off from the olive-coloured dacha after lunch, past the painted picket fences, down the earthen lane, raffia basket of goodies in hand, swimwear on, lightly covered, walking the various paths through the trees to a shady spot no one else had yet taken, setting out our blanket and preparing for a dip, a few other people around at a distance, not many. Some had driven in by car from the other direction.

Best not to think how toxic the lake’s still water was, it was blessed relief in the near 100 F temperature and drinks once we were back at the blanket.

Some people like the seaside, some the forest, I prefer the forest surrounding a lake because of the shade.

Other takes on summer [also in the sidebar]:


Summer Day

Swedish Rhapsody 1