So stupidity reigned and I did stay up to watch the Oscar's, and actually it was refreshing viewing. For once it wasn't a pat on the back for the white film makers, but a truely honest reflection of winners from all demographics. But boy when they cock it up they really do make an art of it. But that's not my post, it's more about the opulance wasted on one night.
I don't begrudge the awards, and the glamour and glitz as it brings so much to so many. What gets me is the run up, and after events. Even the goodie bags seem to be a way to demos rate excess for what? Sure if you want to give a thank you gift one necklace or cuff links etc would be sufficient but bags in the region of the value of $16000 is just offensive. Before you say anything I think the same of the BAFTA'S and any other awards ceremony. Surely the nomination and possible win are reward enough. It's not just the value it's the gifts themselves, holidays, personal trainers vouchers, plastic surgery vouchers are all the norm. Now let's get some things clear, most actors or any person in the industry works on the bread line, living job to job and taking on other jobs to pay the rent. It's only 5% max who make the glossy heights of these awards. So basically the already highly paid are having money thrown at them. Occasionally you get a few underdogs win, but it rare, and a win alone can increase your financial worth, as you are seen as a good bet for film returns. So why are we giving these people even more?
I have to be honest, if I was in their position I would be embarrassed to accept these items, and apart from maybe a trinket to remind me of the event most of it would be given to charity or something, bar certain things like plastic surgery vouchers. These I have a real, issue with, they shouldn't be handed out like bottles of fragrance, but something a person carefully thinks about, after all it is surgery. It's not a case of taking your body for a service like you would a car and having it resprayed and reshaped. That is just crazy.
Then we get to the pre show parties and then the after show parties. These are just over the top. A few and I mean few are used for charity fundraisers, fair enough, but the rest are just ways of promotion in wealth in the most grotesque fashion with food and drink. In current light it is the wrong way to unite the people. One agency did kick the fashion this year and organised a rally of unity, for public and media alike, rather than hold their annual gala. Good for them, they got their hands dirty and jeans on rather than waste days sourcing the perfect dress to wear whilst holding a glass of champagne worth more than some people's hourly rate.
I have been to so many galas and ball over the years and to be honest I don't why they even bother with food. It often comes out looking more like a piece of art rather than a meal. Often it's cold and rarely lives up to its expectation. Nine times out of ten I end up at a burger joint afterwards. Hence when Ellen ordered pizza in at the Oscars a few years back I really laughed. Especially considering most of the artists have been on such stupid diets since Christmas to prepare to wear gowns probably a size smaller than they usually wear.
The whole concept is so fake and detracts from the real event, awarding people who have excelled in their craft. Sure put a fancy dress on and have a good night, but don't create barriers of wealth, especially in current times, when it is these same people speaking out against prejudice. It doesn't work and in one week can destroy a years worth of rallying.
Give your audience a Cinderella of an event to watch, by all means, but let's not become drowned into a event that makes the french court of Louis the XIV look tame. So whilst they are nursing champagne hangovers, maybe it's time to think, this is the time to change the habits of greed and take it down to a more realistic level minus the material gain.
Monday, 27 February 2017
Opinion or trolling
I have recently been made aware of the arts of social media lack the subtlety of face to face communication. Not from any thing I have or done, but the effects it has had on others. It's made me stop and think a little not just about what I post, but by what is posted to me.
I tend to keep my opinions, or rather detailed opinions to here where people choose to read it. But I do tend to rant a bit on various social media sites. However I never deliberately aim it at one specific person, unless they start on me. More often than not I tend to give them a chance to give an adult point of view and if they get mean I get friendly with the block button. I also have a decent real life support group who also have social media accounts so I have online and real life grounding. But it has left me thinking when is the line actually crossed, when does a debate become trolling? And what is there really there to support people who feel victimised?
Sure we all can use the block button, and the report button, but to the more emotionally engaged of us is that enough. There is no real forum or support group for victims of online trolling, to teach people the skills to detach from the emotional trauma of it all. Because given its true name trolling is just invisible bullying whether it's at a Hollywood star or a 14 year old girl in her bedroom. In the last few weeks I've seen it happen to both, and in both cases I have tried to reach out with support, one took it the other didn't, as it has happened I also noticed another person I follow has just deleted all social media and I am hardly surprised having seen their time line recently it was filled with hateful messages from people who have no real life knowledge of the person, but still chose to ridicule without full facts. It's this mentality that frightens me, that people judge based on 140 character remarks.
In no circumstances is it right to joke about mental health, depression or worse, yet people on mass made it the fuel to insult every aspect of the persons life be it public or personal. Hang on a moment, isn't there a big awareness drive to promote mental well being and encourage people to open up about depression? Yet if some one with public status admits to it, whatever the cause it become an annual duck shoot, no that just not right. The line between reality and social media is not that hazy. If it is wrong to say it a face to face then it must be wrong to do it on social media. Hence I hate the word trolling , it makes it sound more soft, less offensively. It is what it is bullying, no better or worse than picking on smallest child in the playground, or the quietest administration in the office. If you type words full of hate and venom then it should be treated the same way as a basic bully.
I actually get scared to think how far this can go online, we have all read about the poor teens who are driven to suicide over this. But it's not just teens who are vulnerable, in reality we all are on a bad day, doesn't matter if your face is on vogue, or you serve burgers, we all have feelings, emotions and vulnerability. I'm no expert, but I have to admit I pick my days to rant, when I know something I type will cause mix reactions, so I am braced for the onslaught of abuse and support. It sounds calculated, but it's my self preservation routine. I don't dislike adult debate in fact I quite relish the idea of a sensible debate, but for the one person I get onine who will debate and reason, I have to block upwards of 10 people who want to batter me to the kerb just to justify their own existence.
So much as social media can be a cure for loneliness at times, and a source of information and comfort, it comes with teeth. Like an unknown sea it's worth stepping in cautiously and not diving head first in. I dread to think what the cost is going to be before the moderators really look at modifying it to become safer. And the next time you moan because your favourite pop star has deleted their snap chat or some thing, ask yourself what they may be feeling, have they just been bombarded with hateful comments? And more importantly make sure you are supporting your friends online, a throw away joke can easily be misinterpreted online, chose your words wisely. I leave with a famous quote that is so relevant to this.
The pen is mightier than the sword.
I tend to keep my opinions, or rather detailed opinions to here where people choose to read it. But I do tend to rant a bit on various social media sites. However I never deliberately aim it at one specific person, unless they start on me. More often than not I tend to give them a chance to give an adult point of view and if they get mean I get friendly with the block button. I also have a decent real life support group who also have social media accounts so I have online and real life grounding. But it has left me thinking when is the line actually crossed, when does a debate become trolling? And what is there really there to support people who feel victimised?
Sure we all can use the block button, and the report button, but to the more emotionally engaged of us is that enough. There is no real forum or support group for victims of online trolling, to teach people the skills to detach from the emotional trauma of it all. Because given its true name trolling is just invisible bullying whether it's at a Hollywood star or a 14 year old girl in her bedroom. In the last few weeks I've seen it happen to both, and in both cases I have tried to reach out with support, one took it the other didn't, as it has happened I also noticed another person I follow has just deleted all social media and I am hardly surprised having seen their time line recently it was filled with hateful messages from people who have no real life knowledge of the person, but still chose to ridicule without full facts. It's this mentality that frightens me, that people judge based on 140 character remarks.
In no circumstances is it right to joke about mental health, depression or worse, yet people on mass made it the fuel to insult every aspect of the persons life be it public or personal. Hang on a moment, isn't there a big awareness drive to promote mental well being and encourage people to open up about depression? Yet if some one with public status admits to it, whatever the cause it become an annual duck shoot, no that just not right. The line between reality and social media is not that hazy. If it is wrong to say it a face to face then it must be wrong to do it on social media. Hence I hate the word trolling , it makes it sound more soft, less offensively. It is what it is bullying, no better or worse than picking on smallest child in the playground, or the quietest administration in the office. If you type words full of hate and venom then it should be treated the same way as a basic bully.
I actually get scared to think how far this can go online, we have all read about the poor teens who are driven to suicide over this. But it's not just teens who are vulnerable, in reality we all are on a bad day, doesn't matter if your face is on vogue, or you serve burgers, we all have feelings, emotions and vulnerability. I'm no expert, but I have to admit I pick my days to rant, when I know something I type will cause mix reactions, so I am braced for the onslaught of abuse and support. It sounds calculated, but it's my self preservation routine. I don't dislike adult debate in fact I quite relish the idea of a sensible debate, but for the one person I get onine who will debate and reason, I have to block upwards of 10 people who want to batter me to the kerb just to justify their own existence.
So much as social media can be a cure for loneliness at times, and a source of information and comfort, it comes with teeth. Like an unknown sea it's worth stepping in cautiously and not diving head first in. I dread to think what the cost is going to be before the moderators really look at modifying it to become safer. And the next time you moan because your favourite pop star has deleted their snap chat or some thing, ask yourself what they may be feeling, have they just been bombarded with hateful comments? And more importantly make sure you are supporting your friends online, a throw away joke can easily be misinterpreted online, chose your words wisely. I leave with a famous quote that is so relevant to this.
The pen is mightier than the sword.
Thursday, 23 February 2017
Well that's what a weather bomb is?
Is it me or have we taken to adding extreme labels to what used to be defined in more simple terms? I grew up in the 70's and 80's, when we experienced snow and hurricanes during my education. It those days they were called either snow days or like in 1987 we got storm days, when the weather brought down one in every three trees where I live. But if we could we got up, brushed ourselves down and if we could went to school or work. Sure it could get a little scary like trying to get home during the storm 1989, but we managed and I am sure it toughened us up a bit. But I never heard a weather incident being called a bomb, what's with that?
Have we become so over zealous with health and safety that things have to be labelled with such dramatic sub fixes that the fear of all that is holy is enforced on us. I mean, sure weather can be dangerous and unpredictable, fatal even, but nothing common sense shouldn't be able to guide us through. I do believe since the dawn of man we have had weather, extreme weather even, so why have we suddenly become so sceptical about it? Why do we all go into mass hysteria at the mention of snow? It is either going to fall or not , so why the crazed rush to the nearest store to by all the milk and bread you might need for an army for the next week? Chances are it will be a light dusting gone by the next morning and if it is worse, you do have legs, walking is an option. Its not like the majority of us don't live 15 minutes away from some shop!
The whole situation makes me alternate between laughing at the stupidity and crying with despair. Are we really so soft now no one can make a loaf of bread at home ? Or do you not know you can buy powdered milk? I know come October after making all the jams, chutneys etc from our home grown stuff I do a full cupboard check, stocking up on basics like flour, yeast, canned lentils and other dried goods. Yes it's a little old fashioned, but it means we never have these panics, nor do we ever run out over the Christmas season if friends drop in. Then about March or April we consciously start running down the stock and not replacing in the shop. Yes we also have candles and batteries in stock. Even the odd sleeping bag and duvet. But it just takes the stress out of life.
Maybe being disabled for the five years means I am overly aware of my limitations, and snow days are a thing of my past, but we make it a family activity and part of our families harvest for want of a better way of putting it. It could also stem from the fact I spent half my youth living with family on the edges of Dartmouth where weather could physically cut you off and the power could just go out. I don't know, but I do know that now living in the suburbs it's hard to understand this panic mentality and over dramatics of a fierce wind. If you lived in the Highlands of Scotland or even on the coast of the north Sea I would understand, but not in greater London. We are too populated to end up in that kind of chaos.
I'm not belittling the property damage or danger there can be, but that's always going to happen and there is little we can do but avoid unnecessary risk. Just make sure the elderly and more vulnerable don't have to put themselves at risk. I stuck my nose out this morning to see my wheelie bin looking more like a weeble that a static object, that was enough for me to know the garden centre can wait till tomorrow or the weekend rather than me adding myself to the statistics of my local hospital. For those who work etc, it's not so easy, but doable, you just have to slow up and accept time is not your friend today and everything will take longer. Travel will be upset, but better late than dead in my book and sure you may be late home and frustrated at that, but it's nothing personal and next week will be forgotten.
These are normal occurrences in life, the weather is something we just have to live with, along with other people and taxes, they are a fact of life. There is no point in panicking and absolutely nothing is achieved by giving them dramatic labels. Instead we have renamed it stew and dumpling day, and if I am very lucky it may also be mulled cider day. But it certainly doesn't need to be a weather bomb day, just a little hiccup, that equals tomorrow will be find your bin day.
Have we become so over zealous with health and safety that things have to be labelled with such dramatic sub fixes that the fear of all that is holy is enforced on us. I mean, sure weather can be dangerous and unpredictable, fatal even, but nothing common sense shouldn't be able to guide us through. I do believe since the dawn of man we have had weather, extreme weather even, so why have we suddenly become so sceptical about it? Why do we all go into mass hysteria at the mention of snow? It is either going to fall or not , so why the crazed rush to the nearest store to by all the milk and bread you might need for an army for the next week? Chances are it will be a light dusting gone by the next morning and if it is worse, you do have legs, walking is an option. Its not like the majority of us don't live 15 minutes away from some shop!
The whole situation makes me alternate between laughing at the stupidity and crying with despair. Are we really so soft now no one can make a loaf of bread at home ? Or do you not know you can buy powdered milk? I know come October after making all the jams, chutneys etc from our home grown stuff I do a full cupboard check, stocking up on basics like flour, yeast, canned lentils and other dried goods. Yes it's a little old fashioned, but it means we never have these panics, nor do we ever run out over the Christmas season if friends drop in. Then about March or April we consciously start running down the stock and not replacing in the shop. Yes we also have candles and batteries in stock. Even the odd sleeping bag and duvet. But it just takes the stress out of life.
Maybe being disabled for the five years means I am overly aware of my limitations, and snow days are a thing of my past, but we make it a family activity and part of our families harvest for want of a better way of putting it. It could also stem from the fact I spent half my youth living with family on the edges of Dartmouth where weather could physically cut you off and the power could just go out. I don't know, but I do know that now living in the suburbs it's hard to understand this panic mentality and over dramatics of a fierce wind. If you lived in the Highlands of Scotland or even on the coast of the north Sea I would understand, but not in greater London. We are too populated to end up in that kind of chaos.
I'm not belittling the property damage or danger there can be, but that's always going to happen and there is little we can do but avoid unnecessary risk. Just make sure the elderly and more vulnerable don't have to put themselves at risk. I stuck my nose out this morning to see my wheelie bin looking more like a weeble that a static object, that was enough for me to know the garden centre can wait till tomorrow or the weekend rather than me adding myself to the statistics of my local hospital. For those who work etc, it's not so easy, but doable, you just have to slow up and accept time is not your friend today and everything will take longer. Travel will be upset, but better late than dead in my book and sure you may be late home and frustrated at that, but it's nothing personal and next week will be forgotten.
These are normal occurrences in life, the weather is something we just have to live with, along with other people and taxes, they are a fact of life. There is no point in panicking and absolutely nothing is achieved by giving them dramatic labels. Instead we have renamed it stew and dumpling day, and if I am very lucky it may also be mulled cider day. But it certainly doesn't need to be a weather bomb day, just a little hiccup, that equals tomorrow will be find your bin day.
Wednesday, 22 February 2017
And now the crash to earth
So after much delay and multiple tantrums I finally got the answer about my leg. It's not exactly what I wanted to hear, but I have the worse and best case scenario facts. That said it was a struggle to get the whole story and I really don't like having to stamp my feet and yell before these are offered on an intellectual equal basis. But that's a row for another day.
For none of this gives me the not so quick fix it want and needed. After 4 months of being limited by fiberglass and pain, I've had it spelt out to me that it's going to be a long slow battle and I maybe only a third of the way through it. In reality I may still be in plaster till June and almost certainly in an airboot till the full 12 months are up. The only consolation I have from all this is the fact that even if I had agreed to the operation everyone was so keen on the length of healing time would be no shorter and quite possibly longer. That's not even taking any possible complications I may have had into consideration.
So the reality of this is if you break 3 bones in your leg in a complicated fashion like I did nothing is going to speed up the healing not even surgery. Personally I am little depressed by this fact as I have already been knocked back years with my back recovery and every week this goes on for drags me down further.
But what can I do? It is clinical fact and only nature can take its chosen course. I'm just along for the ride.
For none of this gives me the not so quick fix it want and needed. After 4 months of being limited by fiberglass and pain, I've had it spelt out to me that it's going to be a long slow battle and I maybe only a third of the way through it. In reality I may still be in plaster till June and almost certainly in an airboot till the full 12 months are up. The only consolation I have from all this is the fact that even if I had agreed to the operation everyone was so keen on the length of healing time would be no shorter and quite possibly longer. That's not even taking any possible complications I may have had into consideration.
So the reality of this is if you break 3 bones in your leg in a complicated fashion like I did nothing is going to speed up the healing not even surgery. Personally I am little depressed by this fact as I have already been knocked back years with my back recovery and every week this goes on for drags me down further.
But what can I do? It is clinical fact and only nature can take its chosen course. I'm just along for the ride.
Tuesday, 21 February 2017
Just a little nervous
I may have mentioned I'm am currently knee high in plaster. Thanks to myself and an unlit ramp having a disagreement in October I've been hopping through life with at least three broken bones and a fibreglass cast. Well for me tomorrow is decision day, whether it finally healing properly on its own or whether my consultant demands it does need surgery.
Personally I've been dodging the surgery route for many reasons. One of the main ones is the NHS seems to be so overstretched that my consultant had not and probably still hasn't fully read my notes. For if he had he would have known I have spent the last five years on crutches because of my back and haven't been fully mobile since 2011. But that was news to him when he threatened I wouldn't walk properly and I said well I hadn't in 5 years anyway. There were several other red flags during my 18 hours emergency admission, like taking no notice I was in shock and borderline hypothermic, that I was in so much pain I was burning through morphine in 20 minutes, no one told me what I had broken and how bad it was and so on. But the main reason for all my issues was the NHS was so overwhelmed it couldn't take 5 minutes out to actually talk me through everything and instead tried to enforce some form of institutional regime on me.
The whole course of my treatment has been a bit of a conflict, to the point they have me on a medicine I researched only to find out it is meat based, and I have been a strict vegetarian since 1981 due to allergy. When I tackled them on it, my concern was disregarded and told I had to take it or die. Which even I know is bull, as there are 3 options medically I know of. It raised more and more questions in my head, would they force and Jew to take this pork based medicine, or would they just not tell them like me? Would they force a Hindi to take a beef based medicine? Has our medical service got to such a level that any personal information or choice is secondary to their demands?
In reality part if this has been brought upon ourselves, by agreeing to do certain cosmetic surgeries because someone doesn't like their nose/chest/etc. Sure there are cases where a person is injured or disfigured through no fault of their own, where that is a necessary, but I have heard of so many people having unnecessary operations on the NHS it makes me scream. I can honestly say every time I have been in surgery my life and health depended on it.
But it's not just us individuals who are to blame. The management in the NHS is shocking. I know this because I grew up in the eviroment, I was there when the pattern of behaviour changed for the worse. Gone was the input from the people hands on in the hospital and in came advisors and management from the private sector, when that happened commonsense left the building. I have been witness to one in three light bulbs being removed, and people sitting in their chair with a dead person in the bed beside them because some one was on strike.
Since all this happened the accident and emergency room has become a pit stop for drunken idiots who think it's the norm to be the and get sewn back together at our expense. There seems no move to stop this either. By ridding the hospital of the power of the matron, it has removed it from the concept of moral common sense. In its past a matron would have the power and respect to sort the wheat from the chaff, thus saving unnecessary expense. Now it's all middle management and fear of the suing culture that has developed.
I have been told several times over I could sue for thousands, but that's not in my nature. The NHS is there to provide for us all when we most need it. But it's very existence relies on our ability to self evaluate, if you are drunk no amount of medical care is going improve you till you are sober in fact you are just hogging a bed from someone desperate for it . instead deal with your drunken state then if you are really in pain see your gp. Likewise if you wake up feeling like hell on earth see if over the counter stuff works first, a horrid cold just needs time and fluids. Use the phone service if necessary, I did for swine flu and was immediately treated medicine shipped to me and put on house arrest till my gp could deal. Sounds bad, well at least I didn't share it with all my friends. And yes I really did have it i was ill for 8 weeks, nearly hospilised twice. I dropped 3 dress sizes and it has left me permanently weakened with lasting effects.
The whole point is if used correctly the NHS should work for all, but because a few are majorly abusing it its working for none. To the point I am scared to put my life and health in their hands as they are so over stretched. I've spent 4 months so far in plaster and not once has a doctor made me feel safe or reassured by their understanding of my full condition. Ten minutes of conversation and discussion of options could have saved this but it's ten minutes that they have to spend on the abusers and health tourists.
Personally I've been dodging the surgery route for many reasons. One of the main ones is the NHS seems to be so overstretched that my consultant had not and probably still hasn't fully read my notes. For if he had he would have known I have spent the last five years on crutches because of my back and haven't been fully mobile since 2011. But that was news to him when he threatened I wouldn't walk properly and I said well I hadn't in 5 years anyway. There were several other red flags during my 18 hours emergency admission, like taking no notice I was in shock and borderline hypothermic, that I was in so much pain I was burning through morphine in 20 minutes, no one told me what I had broken and how bad it was and so on. But the main reason for all my issues was the NHS was so overwhelmed it couldn't take 5 minutes out to actually talk me through everything and instead tried to enforce some form of institutional regime on me.
The whole course of my treatment has been a bit of a conflict, to the point they have me on a medicine I researched only to find out it is meat based, and I have been a strict vegetarian since 1981 due to allergy. When I tackled them on it, my concern was disregarded and told I had to take it or die. Which even I know is bull, as there are 3 options medically I know of. It raised more and more questions in my head, would they force and Jew to take this pork based medicine, or would they just not tell them like me? Would they force a Hindi to take a beef based medicine? Has our medical service got to such a level that any personal information or choice is secondary to their demands?
In reality part if this has been brought upon ourselves, by agreeing to do certain cosmetic surgeries because someone doesn't like their nose/chest/etc. Sure there are cases where a person is injured or disfigured through no fault of their own, where that is a necessary, but I have heard of so many people having unnecessary operations on the NHS it makes me scream. I can honestly say every time I have been in surgery my life and health depended on it.
But it's not just us individuals who are to blame. The management in the NHS is shocking. I know this because I grew up in the eviroment, I was there when the pattern of behaviour changed for the worse. Gone was the input from the people hands on in the hospital and in came advisors and management from the private sector, when that happened commonsense left the building. I have been witness to one in three light bulbs being removed, and people sitting in their chair with a dead person in the bed beside them because some one was on strike.
Since all this happened the accident and emergency room has become a pit stop for drunken idiots who think it's the norm to be the and get sewn back together at our expense. There seems no move to stop this either. By ridding the hospital of the power of the matron, it has removed it from the concept of moral common sense. In its past a matron would have the power and respect to sort the wheat from the chaff, thus saving unnecessary expense. Now it's all middle management and fear of the suing culture that has developed.
I have been told several times over I could sue for thousands, but that's not in my nature. The NHS is there to provide for us all when we most need it. But it's very existence relies on our ability to self evaluate, if you are drunk no amount of medical care is going improve you till you are sober in fact you are just hogging a bed from someone desperate for it . instead deal with your drunken state then if you are really in pain see your gp. Likewise if you wake up feeling like hell on earth see if over the counter stuff works first, a horrid cold just needs time and fluids. Use the phone service if necessary, I did for swine flu and was immediately treated medicine shipped to me and put on house arrest till my gp could deal. Sounds bad, well at least I didn't share it with all my friends. And yes I really did have it i was ill for 8 weeks, nearly hospilised twice. I dropped 3 dress sizes and it has left me permanently weakened with lasting effects.
The whole point is if used correctly the NHS should work for all, but because a few are majorly abusing it its working for none. To the point I am scared to put my life and health in their hands as they are so over stretched. I've spent 4 months so far in plaster and not once has a doctor made me feel safe or reassured by their understanding of my full condition. Ten minutes of conversation and discussion of options could have saved this but it's ten minutes that they have to spend on the abusers and health tourists.
Monday, 20 February 2017
Little fish
Grrrr I am so mad with the news channels today and it's not over politics for a change. It's over sport reporting, which if you know me, will know this is unusual. I am not the world's greatest sports fan. Sure I have been to see Crystal palace play, and like horse sports and motor sports, but that's as far as I go. I will cheer on my local team and obviously nationally when they deserve it.
However this year's FA Cup has got interesting as my local football team, that are really low on all the leagues have made it through to play on of the highest teams in the country, tonight. Good for Sutton United, the players deserve the credit as most players a day jobs and practise on top of that. They have no high transfer fees, a tiny pitch, and only enough seats for local style matches. I know this because for two years I worked opposite their home ground. Match days were always fun as parking was limited, and I ran the off license opposite so if they won we got very busy very quickly.
Anyway that said, tonight they are playing out of the league and all the press and media have taken to reporting the fact. But it's the language they refer to the team I find insulting. Just because they don't have a high bank roll or grounds that include enough space to hold every few at food known to man, doesn't mean they are any less skilled or supported. In fact I believe they work harder to get to this position as they have less time to train having to work normal day jobs. But the media love to prefix their name with words like "little" or "underdog", it's just insulting. They maybe a non professional team with a changing room the size of my bed room but on the pitch they play just as hard with less monetary reward, but local praise overflowing.
It won't have been so noticeable to me, but for the fact this household saw it all before last year when Kansas City me the playoffs in the United States. My husband being a Kansas State boy, was over joyed, especially as he had dragged me to Wembley which turned out to be their first win of a long run of wins. Don't ask me to explain more about that game I still have no idea, except their game is played in quarter which means more beer and hot dog time, whilst a band plays and girls in barely there outfits jump around to keep warm. But like Sutton United the media used the same derogatory language to Kansas City.
It seems to be in modern sporty out only carry any weight or credentials if you have a bottomless pit of money, most of your players are bought in rather than local players, and you turn match into a bank breaking event for the family. This is why I don't follow sport much, it's too much business too little natural local talent. People forget the football team of 1966 that won the cup against Germany all had proper jobs and not six figure salaries. They didn't have sponsorship deals to boost their already overflowing bank accounts. They had to win to get bonuses. May be that's how it should be. None of this pick and number and add six noughts to it transfer deals. You train with your local team, you have a proper day job to pay the bills, and only get rewarded when you actually win something . We would then have the chance to watch skilled talented players. Instead of spoilt brats who take a dive rather that get a bruise.
Sorry but that's how I feel and why tonight I'm cheering on Sutton United, knowing their fans watching live are long term season ticket holders who watch rain or shine win or lose. They are the team that deserve to win even if they are little fish in a shark pond.
However this year's FA Cup has got interesting as my local football team, that are really low on all the leagues have made it through to play on of the highest teams in the country, tonight. Good for Sutton United, the players deserve the credit as most players a day jobs and practise on top of that. They have no high transfer fees, a tiny pitch, and only enough seats for local style matches. I know this because for two years I worked opposite their home ground. Match days were always fun as parking was limited, and I ran the off license opposite so if they won we got very busy very quickly.
Anyway that said, tonight they are playing out of the league and all the press and media have taken to reporting the fact. But it's the language they refer to the team I find insulting. Just because they don't have a high bank roll or grounds that include enough space to hold every few at food known to man, doesn't mean they are any less skilled or supported. In fact I believe they work harder to get to this position as they have less time to train having to work normal day jobs. But the media love to prefix their name with words like "little" or "underdog", it's just insulting. They maybe a non professional team with a changing room the size of my bed room but on the pitch they play just as hard with less monetary reward, but local praise overflowing.
It won't have been so noticeable to me, but for the fact this household saw it all before last year when Kansas City me the playoffs in the United States. My husband being a Kansas State boy, was over joyed, especially as he had dragged me to Wembley which turned out to be their first win of a long run of wins. Don't ask me to explain more about that game I still have no idea, except their game is played in quarter which means more beer and hot dog time, whilst a band plays and girls in barely there outfits jump around to keep warm. But like Sutton United the media used the same derogatory language to Kansas City.
It seems to be in modern sporty out only carry any weight or credentials if you have a bottomless pit of money, most of your players are bought in rather than local players, and you turn match into a bank breaking event for the family. This is why I don't follow sport much, it's too much business too little natural local talent. People forget the football team of 1966 that won the cup against Germany all had proper jobs and not six figure salaries. They didn't have sponsorship deals to boost their already overflowing bank accounts. They had to win to get bonuses. May be that's how it should be. None of this pick and number and add six noughts to it transfer deals. You train with your local team, you have a proper day job to pay the bills, and only get rewarded when you actually win something . We would then have the chance to watch skilled talented players. Instead of spoilt brats who take a dive rather that get a bruise.
Sorry but that's how I feel and why tonight I'm cheering on Sutton United, knowing their fans watching live are long term season ticket holders who watch rain or shine win or lose. They are the team that deserve to win even if they are little fish in a shark pond.
Thursday, 16 February 2017
Duck! toys have started to fly
Well it was only a matter of time before the sins of governments catches up with them. And hasn't the last 24 hours been full of it. Both sides of the Atlantic have seen people exposed for lying. In Britain it wasn't too bad but in the USA it's paving the way to impeachment I think.
The thing is no matter how sneaky or devious these people are, we are in a new world filled with technology. Nothing is truly private and everything is recorded some where. Whether it be what you bought 3 weeks ago in the supermarket, or who you sat with at gala dinner, some one some where will have the filmed and digital evidence. So the days of old school sneaky are long gone. You have to be a techno wizard to delete all the photo evidence of just going to shops nowadays. Whilst I am not entirely comfortable with this living version of or wells 1984, it has sure got rid of the biggest threat to American security since water gate.
What I didn't see coming was the pathetic whine from the supposed great leader, saying he was exposed by false news using illegally obtained documents. Er, OK if it is supposedly false news, surely there wouldn't be any documentation to obtain legally or illegally? And as for the legality of it all, maybe oh wonderful leader should worry less about what the press are doing and more about the fact he has broken the Constitution by discussing treaties with other not so friendly countries, before being sworn into power.
If all that wasn't bad enough there is small matter of only allowing 1 press organisation to cover any white house business, including allowing the owner sit through meetings with other countries Representatives. Mmm, that's not allowing the press the freedom they are legally entitled to, actually that sounds more like state run media only. And England is no better they are also allowing the same media house to do the same here. Which begs the question who is dictating to whom. Because I am now asking the question how much of this media control is being fed back to our lesser friends. It all stinks of a bigger corruption than we originally thought possible.
I am just watching for the moment, but if certain people keep stomping their feet saying it's false news etc, it will become a case of thousands protest too much. I actually fell about laughing at that little rant. I know I shouldn't as the whole thing is potentially very dangerous, but how can I take these people seriously when they can't get their own way they sulk.
By comparison we Brits are fighting the fact the government has completely disregarded us the voting public, the right to stop a certain state visit. Which is actually one of our civil rights. I notice there have been no tantrums though, or claiming falsehood. Nope we have dug our heels in and are going to a higher power,our monarch. Basically we are going to make it as difficult as possible for our government to carry on down this path. This really shows the difference in mentality between people who belief in true democracy and people who think their country is too stupid to make a decision. Both sides of the ocean the people's pester power is beginning to eat into the normal reserves of those in power, and make them throw all their toys out the pram. Guess we better keep ducking and diving because it is obvious they aren't going to stop their tantrum quietly. But they better to remember when they run out of toys we won't be giving them back, they will be on a permanent time out once they have done. Democracy will prevail but for now we have to ride this little hiccup and learn to laugh at the tantrums.
The thing is no matter how sneaky or devious these people are, we are in a new world filled with technology. Nothing is truly private and everything is recorded some where. Whether it be what you bought 3 weeks ago in the supermarket, or who you sat with at gala dinner, some one some where will have the filmed and digital evidence. So the days of old school sneaky are long gone. You have to be a techno wizard to delete all the photo evidence of just going to shops nowadays. Whilst I am not entirely comfortable with this living version of or wells 1984, it has sure got rid of the biggest threat to American security since water gate.
What I didn't see coming was the pathetic whine from the supposed great leader, saying he was exposed by false news using illegally obtained documents. Er, OK if it is supposedly false news, surely there wouldn't be any documentation to obtain legally or illegally? And as for the legality of it all, maybe oh wonderful leader should worry less about what the press are doing and more about the fact he has broken the Constitution by discussing treaties with other not so friendly countries, before being sworn into power.
If all that wasn't bad enough there is small matter of only allowing 1 press organisation to cover any white house business, including allowing the owner sit through meetings with other countries Representatives. Mmm, that's not allowing the press the freedom they are legally entitled to, actually that sounds more like state run media only. And England is no better they are also allowing the same media house to do the same here. Which begs the question who is dictating to whom. Because I am now asking the question how much of this media control is being fed back to our lesser friends. It all stinks of a bigger corruption than we originally thought possible.
I am just watching for the moment, but if certain people keep stomping their feet saying it's false news etc, it will become a case of thousands protest too much. I actually fell about laughing at that little rant. I know I shouldn't as the whole thing is potentially very dangerous, but how can I take these people seriously when they can't get their own way they sulk.
By comparison we Brits are fighting the fact the government has completely disregarded us the voting public, the right to stop a certain state visit. Which is actually one of our civil rights. I notice there have been no tantrums though, or claiming falsehood. Nope we have dug our heels in and are going to a higher power,our monarch. Basically we are going to make it as difficult as possible for our government to carry on down this path. This really shows the difference in mentality between people who belief in true democracy and people who think their country is too stupid to make a decision. Both sides of the ocean the people's pester power is beginning to eat into the normal reserves of those in power, and make them throw all their toys out the pram. Guess we better keep ducking and diving because it is obvious they aren't going to stop their tantrum quietly. But they better to remember when they run out of toys we won't be giving them back, they will be on a permanent time out once they have done. Democracy will prevail but for now we have to ride this little hiccup and learn to laugh at the tantrums.
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