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Quantum weird other-worldly music - the theremin

I'd never heard of these before, not by name, and was bug-eyed watching one played in a classical concert. It isn't touched but played by the energy of the hands waving gently above it.

Turns out, I'd heard them often and often. So have you. They've been around for donkeys years. Did you know?

Maybe most famously, the Star Trek theme is played on the (above the?) theremin. If you've managed to avoid Star Trek all your life, you might have heard the Beach Boys singing Good Vibrations. I found a poor recording which shows the theremin player in the foreground, although he actually does touch his keyboard. I'll have to put it into a comment, only one video link allowed.


Trekkie playing the theremin -


Monday is my day off and therefore my busiest day sigh catch you at the next coffee break
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The rock and the hard place - a modern microstory about business

The company I worked for, after beating off many attempts at hostile takeovers in the past, was shocked when several of our opposition, including our biggest rival, formed a Corporation uh oh

Then we were invited to join, too. It would cost, a LOT, but we could keep our own directors, our own policies, and would have the advantages of shared technology and advancements. No more hostile takeover bids, either! The staff would be free to advance their careers as recruitment would be centralized, as would a few other departments.

The offer was put to the shareholders, and a slim majority decided in favour. yay

Time passed. Some staff flourished exceedingly, some in minor ways, or were unaffected. Some grumbled, of course, especially the ones made redundant, and the ones who had always distrusted our rivals. dunno

The main problems were that our rival remained the most powerful company in the Corporation, forming alliances to outvote us on issues: a lot of company policy was decided, and dictated, by the Corporation: and our company had little or no say re how our hefty membership fee was spent, but hey, that’s business. Same old.

The Corporation went from strength to strength, investing in a series of companies which my company didn’t always like. Not only did we have to take the staff recruited centrally from those other companies, we didn’t always feel the companies added to the Corporation as a whole – was this good business, we worried, or empire building? We knew other companies in the group had the same issues and felt the same anxieties. There was – restlessness. The new companies needed corporate funding, money which many felt could have been better spent elsewhere. One of the bigger companies hit a financial crisis, and had to be bailed out, which made more of our directors and shareholders uneasy. A lot of money was spent propping up companies failing due to poor management. Staff were being taken on from all over whether or not they had skills to offer, and causing problems as they infiltrated the companies within the Corporation.

Whispers spread that departments central to individual company policy would soon be centralized. We had little say on the Corporation’s future plans, some of which were contrary to our own mission statement. Eventually enough of the shareholders were complaining that an extraordinary general meeting was called – stay in the Corporation, or leave? In the run-up to the EGM, a lot of what can only be called politicking went on, and this time, the slim majority was in favour of going.

The CEO promptly resigned, and was replaced by a director who had been pro the Corporation. The Corporation itself, financially unbalanced and relying on our company’s contribution, with other restless companies in the group, set itself to make the dissolving of the merger as difficult as possible. Staff and shareholders who had benefited from life under the corporate umbrella complained constantly, and were clearly going to make the future as difficult as possible, even though their own livelihoods would be affected by their negativity. They painted corporate life in glowing colours, and our future as bleak. Others, eagerly waiting the opportunities offered by the company being back under its own control, were frustrated by the new CEO’s half-hearted ineffectual plans to dissolve the merger.

A rock and a hard place. Another EGM, to choose between a future increasingly under the Corporation’s control,financial, and management, decisions, with nearly half the stakeholders shouting TOLD YOU SO every time a bad decision is made?

Or breaking free with nearly half the stakeholders determined to make the future as difficult as possible - and as in fact this isn’t a company, without the option to fire the moaners and replace them with pragmatists who will get on with the job?

This is Brexit.
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Really REALLY honest profile comments

You want honest profiles? I found some spotted on websites, pruned out the crudest, sharing twenty of those that made me blink. These were all from profiles, mainly Tinder, all ages from 20 to 60 plus. I haven’t said whether guys or gals, sometimes you can tell, and sometimes you can’t. grin

Maybe, honesty doesn't always strike the right first impression.

1. I like long barefoot walks on pebble beaches. I love pain . . .
2. I’m an old-fashioned guy – some might say a full-on bigot
3. I’m so curvy I’m looking for a concave partner
4. Will become emotionally attached if you smile at me
5. Really hoping you have incredibly low standards
6. We could be forever if your tits are bigger than mine?
7. I have an opinion on the Oxford comma. Seeking same.
8. I’ll probably never love you as much as I love myself
9. I’m looking for someone who hates the same things as me
10. Don’t ask me out on a date if you’re poor
11. Probably have the smallest p*nis you will never see
12. Looking for someone with a nice dog I can take for walks
13. If Phil Collins’ In the Air Tonight comes on, I expect you to do the drum solo on my butt
14. Hooked on Shakespeare, will bring book along on date
15. Not into randoms, just looking for my future husband
16. I love sweet things! Craving for a mommy dipped in sugar!
17. I’ll love going shopping with you, but only got 20c in my pocket
18. I’m outdoorsy in so far as I like to get drunk on patios
19. I’m only here because I got thrown off Christian Mingle.
20. Just looking for someone to buy me coffee and touch my butt

#13 did make me laugh – your guess whether a man or a woman. grin
Oh, and #6 had a pic. She’d need to be quite stacked. wow

Replacing priests with OMG

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 uh oh 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 sigh)

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 tongue - 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 boxing 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 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’.confused

And it isn’t about priests. Read the SECOND paragraph.
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All the things NOT in your profile

You are not your age, nor the size of clothes you wear,
You are not a weight, or the color of your hair.
You are not your name, or the dimples in your cheeks.
You are all the books you read, and all the words you speak.
You are your croaky morning voice, and the smiles you try to hide.
You’re the sweetness in your laughter, and every tear you’ve cried.
You’re the songs you sing so loudly when you know you’re all alone.
You’re the places that you’ve been to, and the one that you call home.
You’re the things that you believe in, and the people whom you love.
You’re the photos in your bedroom, and the future you dream of.
You’re made of so much beauty, but it seems that you forgot
When you decided that you were defined by all the things you’re not.

(Not, by Erin Hanson)
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Anyone having good weather?

My daughter is walking her dog in 6 inches of snow. My friend there in Natal is resisting being washed out of her house by torrential rain. I know there's ice and snow and hail and awful stuff everywhere. Even sunny Spain is currently raining on the plain and here too, and will be until what the forecast calls 'breezy conditions' will blow the rain away.

So if anyone is enjoying lovely weather, do cheer us up, or make us jealous, or something.

And if your conditions are frightening - well, you probably don't have electricity to share. Sterkte. hug

(I say, what a jolly British sort of blog this is, what?)
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Mind AWOL

We all, I think, I hope, have that moment of walking into a room, then wondering what we went there for. Or stopping halfway up the stairs and thinking ????

When I was preggers I took that a lot further, I was definitely scatty - once I found my car keys (after a long search) in the fridge.

Today I opened the draining cupboard over the sink to get a mug for coffee, and there among the glasses and cups, looking a bit embarrassed, was the jar of Bisto gravy granules.

I'm racking my brain to remember when I could have got pregnant. sigh
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The uhoh moment when you realize you're on different wavelengths

It may only be me but there's always that urge to leap for the door when someone I've known for ages, or just met, suddenly comes out with one of the following. Uh - uh oh

In no particular order, for sure you won't agree with some, although maybe the last ... That's okay. I'm looking for an argument.

All immigrants are parasites, if they were any good they'd stay in their own countries (ok I know that one's a personal reaction) rolling on the floor laughing
Violence is a cry for help and our fault as a society, not theirs. blues
Oo's daddy's little pwecious den? to a dog or cat (it's the babytalk, not the affection, btw)
The moon landing was faked, you know
He's the greatest leader we ever had (I don't care whether you mean Hitler, Nixon, Churchill or someone more topical, nope, change the subject)
He / she is dead to me (especially when about a former close friend wow)
Oh, I'm totally God-driven (uh oh)
So what you're saying is (then they say the OPPOSITE to what you just said roll eyes)
I'd rather die than miss 'Strictly Come Dancing' (Really? rather DIE?)
No such thing as lesbians, just women who can't get a real man
I don't often talk about it, but when I was abducted by aliens ... super

Stirring, stirring, stirring ... grin bring it on boxing
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Hi, Big Brother, didja see what I just did ...

My bank in Spain will shortly have the technology to produce the details of a payment – not just that I bought at a supermarket, but the copy of the sales slip. Woah!

Maybe not that efficiently, since they had the wrong retailer listed against the payment rolling on the floor laughing but the PDF option promised ‘soon’.

When my daughter visited recently she brought UK bank forms for me to change my address, and took them back with her. A week later when I tried to transfer funds to my euro card, which is operated through a completely different bank, it was declined because my address had changed. No problem, I could create a new account with correct address linked to the same card, but uh oh

When I logged in to do my UK tax return HMRC said “right, you earned this much from this employer, and this was the PAYE deducted. Then this much through the temp agency, and this was the PAYE deducted."

Not complaining, since the P60 from the temp agency has never caught up with me and I was intending to show it as untaxed income rather than faff around (not a big amount) but has anyone else noticed Big Brother is keeping much closer tabs than before?

So far it has been helpful but . . . uh oh
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Happy 2019? How unpatriotic!

If we were happy with what we had, why would we want change? Why would we need more? I saw an article ticking readers off for wishing people a happy new year.

The explanation was simple economics – if you want people to buy what you are selling, make them unhappy with what they have. They won’t buy a new phone, a new laptop, watch this TV show, until you’re preaching don’t Don’t DON’T be left behind, out of touch, out of the loop scold

Photoshop pictures to make them worry about their physical flaws, and watch your sales of anti-aging moisturiser soar, your body trainers and diet experts hop, your plastic surgeons nip and tuck, your dentists grin whitely. Even tattoo parlours are busier than they’ve ever been because not to have a tattoo is OMG just dead. scold

Guilt, discontent and fear are the greatest salesmen on earth. Make people aware of abuse to others, to animals, to the environment, and the money pours in. Make them worry about immigration, and the votes pour in to those politicians saying they can stop it. uh oh

To be happy with our non-upgraded existence, comfortable with our messy human selves, content with the way our lives are unfolding, would be very good for our health and wellbeing but would not suit politics or business at all. scold

Sod it, I’m still trying for a happy 2019 grin and in the face of political correctness, wishing you one too.


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How many of your gifts / decorations were made in China?

On Dec 23rd one of my Chinese pupils did his internet class on the move in a Beijing supermarket with Jingle Bells playing audibly in the background (surreal, but hey, he likes his English classes THAT MUCH). Although I don’t usually ask, because I know most of my pupils aren’t Christian, I did ask today how his Christmas had been. Awful, he said, his teacher had not only given them all extra homework, they had an exam as well. His mother told him Christmas is now illegal and their celebration was extremely private. Then he wanted me to tell him about my turkey and Christmas pudding, um, didn’t have either of those but on the bright side, I didn’t have any exams . . .

So I looked it up and yup, China, which probably provided most of the presents we all exchanged, cracked down on Christmas this year. But – but – Jingle bells?

With a cynicism well ahead of his age (he’s 10) he said it was just to make more money . . .

The Guardian confirmed in some cities citizens were ordered not to celebrate the holiday. In Langfang all Christmas decorations had to be taken down, and shops were forbidden to sell Christmas-themed goods. In Changsha, schools were directed not to celebrate ‘western festivals’. Although citizens are allowed to practice Christianity, as one of the 5 religions officially recognized by the atheist government, they can only do so inside the designated premises. It isn’t about attacking Christianity, though, as much as about promoting traditional Chinese culture. In Beijing shopping centres were still decorated on Christmas Eve and the holiday is a shopping event with sales and Santa Claus available for photo events.

So Santa has a life and following of his own which has nothing to do with religion – but China is now resisting even Santa.

Rizla? I did look to see if you had blogged about this first before I posted this blog . . . I'm not criticising China's attitude, btw. I just found it (a) ironic that the country that provided so many gifts and decorations doesn't approve of the festival and (b) odd that the orders only came out after shop decorations had already been put up. Mind you, in some places, that means October or November roll eyes
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How to write good

1. Avoid alliteration. Always.
2. Prepositions are not words to end sentences with
3. Avoid clichés like the plague. They’re old hat.
4. Comparisons are as bad as clichés
5. Be more or less specific
6. Writers should never generalize
Seven. Be consistent!
8. Don’t use more words than necessary, it is superfluous and dilutes the point to keep on and on saying more than you need to on any particular topic as people could give up and stop reading if you can’t make your point concisely
9. Who needs rhetorical questions?
10. Exaggeration is a billion times worse than understatement.


(Not my own, this is a lightly-edited copy-paste)

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