Insanity is The New Normal

I wish I could claim this as an original thought, but I found it on my new favourite financial website:

Like him, I typically don’t subscribe to mainstream thought, and I love his sarcastic “everyone is a moron” narrative, with brilliant phrases like:

“The Dow Jones Illusional Average.”

“Mass bullsh*t has substituted for everything real.”

“It’s hard to feel normal when you have to prep for surgery in order to go shopping.”

“This is an economic depression in which people tell themselves it’s a pandemic.”

So in keeping with the title of this blog, let’s sum up 2020 so far, shall we:

Biblical locust plagues in East Africa, India and Iran.

Heatwaves in the Arctic Circle.

Real economy destroyed, stock markets higher.

Deregulation for the Banksters! “The changes, set to take effect on Oct. 1, will make it easier for big banks to devote more of their resources to investments in venture capital funds and other vehicles—the kind of risky speculation that sent the entire U.S. financial system into a tailspin in 2008.”

5G is being rolled out and nobody knows how or if it will affect insects, birds, trees, and other mammals including us.

Plandemic with a totally incoherent narrative.

Threat of negative interest rates.

Twitter censored a video by Project Veritas warning about TECH CENSORSHIP.

Real risk of being fired for having a different opinion.

It hasn’t rained much, if you haven’t noticed.

Judgement is in the air.

Nobody notices. Nobody cares.

Have a nice day.

Do You Look Like Someone Famous?

The odd thing about rockstars is that you see them on stage as demigods, but Tony Iommi could show up at your house in clothing from Marks Work Wearhouse, get out of a plumbing van, and you would never suspect he’s in Black Sabbath.

Classical musicians too. YoYoMa refreshing the salad bar at Mandarin. You would never notice.

Anonymity is unavailable to those born with extreme features. Steve Buscemi, Angelina Jolie and Keith Richards could never work behind the counter at McDonald’s. But actress Dianne Weist and John Paul Jones from Led Zepplin probably could.

The recently minted millions of the real virus victims – the unemployed – will be fighting over the few existing jobs. I wonder if the beautiful or the plain-featured will get the second interview.

If You Love Movies

You will like this montage.

Thanks to a friend for sending it in.

Aunty Em Syndrome

She wanted so badly to tell Miss Gulch what she really thought of her, but couldn’t bring herself to do it.

I can relate.

Here are a few things that have swirled in my head over the years about people who resemble Grendel:

"You emotionless, black hearted, greedy, evil prick."
Me - "Only the good die young."
Them - "What do you mean by that?"
Me - "That you're alive and my mom is dead."
"You were obviously suffering from decision fatigue when you chose your wife."
"You are a bastard, and you work for the antichrist, and you decorate with demons."
Them - "What effing charm school did you go to?"
Me - "I didn't need to go to charm school. That's for snakes like you."
"The more you drink, the more your monologues are marathons of hari kari inducing boredom."
"If stupidity was a disease, you would have been dead 60 years ago."
"You're not a family. You're an immune system suppressant."

At funerals, I never understand when people say that the deceased “never had a bad word to say about anybody.” I’ve never met anyone who was deserving of endless praise. I guess all the anger towards the idiots those people met in life just got buried into passive-aggressive rage. So nice on the outside, but so toxic within from unexpressed anger.

We are all products of our mental circuitry. Too bad some people didn’t get better electricians.

Nero Fiddled

According to legend, while Rome was burning Emperor Nero played the fiddle. But learning how to play the fiddle is time-consuming, expensive, and difficult.

With time on your hands, while the world burns during Covid-19(84) perhaps you would like to learn a few new dance moves in these 3 minute Youtube videos. Guaranteed to put a smile on your face, and it’s fun for the whole family.

Break the rules. Dance with your friends and The Fitness Marshall!

Emotional Abandonment

Cyberspace removes the checks and balances which moderate social life. Face to face interactions restrain many behaviours – we wouldn’t say it to their face, because seeing the impact our words have is often enough to curtail cruelty. I hope the masks and seclusion and screen life doesn’t make us meaner.

“Electronic communication without the opportunity for visual signs, will cause more confused understanding and inferred meanings. The visual channel does not exist.”

Dr. Albert Mehrabian – silent messages

In emotional abandonment, there is the trauma of invisibility. The masks have taken away our unique self. It feels like being in an abusive relationship with the world. Our emotional needs to be listened to and understood, to be nurtured, appreciated, valued and accepted, are currently on hold.

Grief is the natural process of coming to terms with the way things actually are now, compared to the way they were.

One cure for grief is motion and dopamine. Apparently, if you move your body and keep busy, you can tone your mood. There is so much loss and pain right now, and the above suggestion might be the equivalent of taking a baby aspirin, but it’s better than nothing.

Are You Having Weird Dreams?

Weirder than usual? I certainly am.

There is a theory that the purpose of dreaming is to discard the emotional load from the day – to clear the plate of your mind so you don’t go insane.

So the turtles, the strange houses, the swimming in a hot tub, the estranged relatives that are showing up in my dreams are somehow helping to cope with stress.

Eat The Season

In the movie The Jerk with Steve Martin, he screamed: “The new phone book’s here!” Well, in culinary terms, farmers are shouting “The asparagus is here!”

The concept of Eat the Season is that it is healthier to eat produce when it is harvested locally, instead of produce that is grown and shipped from thousands of miles away. This isn’t always possible, but I like to take advantage of it when it is -basically from spring to fall.

So right now, asparagus is on the menu. And right through to the end of the growing season, whatever the local farmers bring to market – I’m buying.

When the Brickworks Farmers market closed because of the virus, the growers regrouped and set up pop-ups with local businesses so they could still have a market for their products. Find out where you can buy local produce and meat in your area. Support local, independent business. The world needs them. You can have a look at the cookbook here.

Buy the local asparagus. Don’t let others have all the fun of stinky pee.

The Apostles’ Creed

In difficult times, this calms my soul:

Traditional Version

I believe in God, the Father Almighty,
maker of heaven and earth;

And in Jesus Christ his only Son, our Lord;
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, dead, and buried;*
the third day he rose from the dead;
he ascended into heaven,
and sitteth at the right hand of God the Father Almighty;
from thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead.

I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy catholic** church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and the life everlasting. Amen.

Stockholm Syndrome

A small percentage of the world’s population thinks that we are being lied to on a massive scale and that the covid plandemic is economic and psychological terrorism, which is quickly developing into world totalitarianism.

The majority of people believe that the destruction of life as we know it is to protect us. Even though death rates have been exaggerated, computer models have been wildly inaccurate, and economies are now regulated by international authorities, effectively removing independence and individual liberty. Perhaps this is at work in the minds of the majority:

Stockholm syndrome has been defined as a condition in which hostages develop a psychological alliance with their captors during captivity.[1] Emotional bonds may be formed, between captor and captives, during intimate time together, but these are generally considered irrational in light of the danger or risk endured by the victims.”

A friend of mine has tested positive. As he says “I know I’ve got the virus because my sense of smell has been affected, and I smell bullsh*t.”

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