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Catholic priests have been taking a lot of flak in our lifetimes. Never married, no children, how DARE they tell us what to think or how to react, eh? Add into that, oops, a thousand or so out of the 400K out there in parishes have blotted their copybooks quite severely If you read no further than this before composing your answer, at least look at the last line of the blog.

I don’t completely understand, following that logic, why we even bother to read or respond to the CS self-appointed priests, though. Especially the two worst - never married, no children, not at all flexible in their thinking, but dear me how they like to thump their self-built pulpits and lay down their opinions (usually scooped off websites of extremely dodgy provenance) as divine guidance. And whip up fear and resentment and anxiety? Eish.

I’m talking about Won’tgohome and Goldenshower (Agent Orange has taught us all how to assign hilarious nicknames to those we dislike) in particular, and if you don’t know who I mean, have a look at the list of current blogs. They post rants every few hours, you really can’t miss them. (Much as you may so much want to )

I'm ducking out shortly but if there are any comments, I shall be responding later.

However:

Comments focusing on priests will be assigned a - they are not the object of the blog, read it again you numpty

Comments focusing on my personality and flaws will be addressed with vigour This is my first attack blog in my time here, I am braced for impact.

Obscenities, though, will be deleted in the interests of keeping the blog alive. If you can’t speak without swearing, have you anything worth saying at all?

Comments changing the subject completely to something interesting and lively will be greeted with cheers and applause

Comments suggesting the spate of hatred and bigotry which now dominate the blogs should end may even be read by Wontgohome and Goldenshower and are therefore a Very Good Thing

And yes I have a right to my opinion, yes I have a right to state it, yes I may go to CS jail for it (oh what a calamity) and may I finish up by reminding the ranters and all of us what blogs are supposed to be about. This one falls, fair and square, under posting a personal opinion.

A Blog is a journal you may enter about your life, thoughts, interesting experiences, or lessons you've learned. Post an opinion, impart words of wisdom, or talk about something interesting in your day. Update your blog on a regular basis, or just whenever you have something to say. Creating a blog is a good way to share something of yourself with others. Reading blogs is a good way to learn more about others. Doesn’t say anything about ‘copy and paste the most offensive inflammatory views you can find, several times a day’.

And it isn’t about priests. Read the SECOND paragraph.

I have lately decided to let my more Creative Nature to lead in my personality. I must say it is quite interesting. I'm planting all sorts, like plants, but mainly Parsley. I bought this packet of seeds, and eventually got my pot ready with some compost worked in, for the herbs. I carefully poured them into the rectangular pot, and raked some soil over, with my small rake (I have a set of small garden utensils for indoor use). They are situated in the Sunroom.
Everyday I checked the pot, and only on the 3rd day did some green bits appear, no you could not call them shoots yet, just lots of tiny green heads, in the brown of the soil.
This eventually developed into 6 cm small plants by the dozens, being watered slightly every night. Then I planted them out into separate pots, and the parsley is starting to show in 1/2 cm leaves. The joy of seeing them grow, babysitting the ones not doing to well.
Then the story about the little ones the other day. I'm really astounding myself?

How are you letting you creative self take over, every now and again?

...sure, some get help from these hairdressers of medicine. But probably less that 10-20 %, if one includes the troublesome medication side effects, and the sordid history of what was pushed, in terms of diagnosis, etiologies, and therapies. Recall, these are the folks who brought us the wandering uterus as a cause for Hysteria, tried to blame mothers for serious illnesses in their kids (schizophrenogenic mothers), now claim every 80th child is on the autism spectrum, also confused normal adolescent identity issues with an epidemic of "Multiple Personality Disorder" and worse. For several generations, Psycho- an*l- lysis a la conflict laden Dr. Freud, was the prefered treatment for nearly whatever ailed ya. Lie on a couch with the analyst silently listening/note taking behind you and out of sight, rarely saying a word, four or five days a week, for YEARS!---oh yeah, that'll help. Pathetic.

You feel that you have learned most of what you wanted to, and what does the future hold now? Do you stagnate? Do you still have the inclination to learn? Do you now have to invent new ways to keep your mind and body satisfied?

....no exceptions. Ok, all this bloging on politics, or worse. I thought I'd push for a much more cheery topic. We go on through life dealing with worries of many sorts. Kids, bills, family, pets often top the list. But having been here for a long while, long enough to see more than a few CS folks leave life for good, some after struggling with terminal illnesses, it got me thinking. The few times I might have thought I had a deadly illness, but didn't, how the thought processes did change. Never had so many novel thoughts, some quite good, some not so much. And after learning of the reprieve, even more new thoughts. Sure, gratitude often tops the list, but what long, new lists these turned out to be. For some, it changes our thinking permanently. Well, permanently is a long time.

i have just been watching sky news ,,
and saw that mad governments are actually spraying chemicals into the atmosphere to make it rain ....
because of smog pollution hello smog is man made ,, rain is not ,,nor are earth quakes and the like ...
these are the same people who rant on about global warming grrrrrrr,,,
governments are not only destroying us politically ,,, but also chemically ...
new world order ,,,i think not ,, this world destruction most certainly ,,,,,rant over grrrrrrrrr,,,,,

I used to hate going to see the doctor when I was a kid. There were two doctors; they were a married Irish couple and their surgery was a big red brick house, which they lived in. The entrance led into a dingy corridor with a door at the end of it that had a small hatch just big enough for the receptionist’s whole face to be visible. Off to the right was a small waiting room with a dozen or so bright red chairs placed around the wall, in a square.

Above the waiting room door were two red lights, one for each doctor. A button on each of the doctors' desks would activate their individual light and also sound a very loud buzzer, thus summoning in the next patient. You would have to try to memorise all the people who were there before you in order to know when it was your turn. They did upgrade to a system based on numbered lollipop sticks but it was no better as you had no idea what number anyone else had. The waiting room would be completely silent except for an occasional muffled cough from someone desperately trying to suppress it. If people absolutely had to communicate they would do it in a whisper, one decibel higher than miming. I don’t know what it was about waiting rooms in those days that made people terrified of making noise.

Both doctors smoked like chimneys and there was always a smouldering fag in an overflowing ashtray on the desk when you finally got into the consulting room. No matter what ailment you went in with, its diagnosis always required a stethoscope being placed on your chest and back, followed by a brief jotting down of notes. The remedy always seemed to be a bottle of thick, pink, syrupy medicine, which, although very sweet, left a very bitter taste in the mouth.

Going to the doctors is a much more pleasant experience these days, with bright, airy waiting rooms and patients happily chatting away to one another while waiting for their names to be called out. You do have to make an appointment to see a doctor now though, rather than just turn up as and when you feel ill; contrary to what one would expect, that practice only seems to considerably increase the waiting time. I suppose that’s the price of progress; having people just turning up unexpectedly is a very old fashioned way of doing things and, after all, it’s no more than common courtesy to let them know two weeks in advance of when you intend to be sick.

If an adult, and actively have and interact with them, there may be issues. But many healthy children have them all the time. They usually are gone well before early teen years. Great pals, while they last.

According to Fox News today, the poll has topped exercise as the top of 2019 New Years Resolution.

I have made this as my resolution 40 years ago and still going. Never faltered at my commitment to stay healthy and physically fit.

I hardly ever eat processed foods.

What about you?

Thanks for reading and or commenting if any,

May we all have a very Happy New Year.