We have what we have

First up, in the light of the Epilogue, here’s your humble blogger presenting in ranks for a new sluggish day.  So far so good.

Second is Bob’s comment and this part:

This interweb blogging thingy is no substitute for face to face conflabbing. The danger of being misunderstood is a constant problem.

Oh it’s a danger for sure.

Bob’s not wrong in writing that it’s no substitute that way, and yet in other ways, it has its advantages.  It’s a leveller, innit?  A cat may talk to a king. A twenty year old can converse levelly with a crusty old adventurer.  I’ve seen harsh criticism of emojis but how else to express mood in print?  Especially with Arial as the font.  We have what we have.

For now.  On Gab was a witty piece about how the techies are going about squeezing the life out of internet comment.  It’s true, sad but true.  And it’s often post-millennial trolls, female and male, plus older Karens, who can snuff out our accounts just like that.  Ditto the danger for commenters.  It would have been little better on AWS as they are monolithic and pitiless.

Sackers just wrote about bypass.  My review comes up in a couple of weeks where all such things will be done. 

This  blog is not unlike a crossroads in that all sorts come through, a bit like somewhere on the backroads.  And just as those going through are all drivers, we're all concerned by at least some aspect of what's going on out there.  I saw something on Gab which is pertinent to the comment last night about why God allows something:

If you can look beyond, for a moment, that terribly offensive word starting with G, the implications are that the enemies are going to drown.  A fave ploy by the other side is to challenge just how "Christian" that is.  But I'd say it's simple reality.  If the enemy is pursuing you, do you react as Richard Vernon did in Last Days of the Raj and when asked what he was going to do about the sepoys or whoever who were breaking into the house to murder them, he said, "I'm going to be kind to them, offer them a cup of tea," as Boris did with those reporters.

Or do you have great defences and escape routes, then just slaughter the bstds?  Or do you have great defences and escape routes, allow a few into the room and then be kind to them?  Hoping they'll go back out and sow the seeds of doubt?  I'd say we're getting close to the Rorke's Drift stage now.

What too many can't get into the brain right now is we are most certainly in a war.  You might not think you are, you might just think it's another in life's endless vicissitudes - I say we are in a war, a heated war and as it stands, we're scheduled for demolition.  No thanks, we're preparing our defences.

Brekky time.