A little irony from January 2011:
…I watched the news in the morning and they showed a famous politician who was very concerned about the situation of a constituent who was dependent on public help that was taken away from him. He personally wanted to have a look at the person’s situation as he experienced how exactly that situation is.
Well, I doubted that the politician ever was dependent on public help as he comes from a wealthy background so how could he know how that feels like? I tried to express that on Twitter. But unfortunately, that wasn’t possible. Twitter just didn’t publish my tweets. 4 different tries didn’t work. In my dream, I started wondering a lot about Twitter and how much I am watched by the state and how much censorship Twitter is using. I wondered about a country that is so proud of having fought against the famous dictator from the continent and having freed the continent but now obviously tries to use exactly the same means as that dictator did. But then I woke up and thank goodness it was only a dream!
Ein bisschen Ironie von Januar 2011
…Ich habe die Nachrichten am Morgen gesehen und sie zeigten einen beruehmten Politiker, der sich sehr besorgt um einen Waehler zeigte, dem die oeffentliche Hilfe entzogen wurde. Der Politiker wollte sich der Sache persoenlich annehmen, da er diese Situation kenne. Ich bezweifelte das, da der Politiker von einer reichen Familie kommt und ich wollte das auf Twitter aeussern. Ungluecklicherweise lies Twitter mich nicht. Ich versuchte es 4 mal aber es hat nie funktioniert. In meinem Traum habe ich begonnen mich zu wundern, wie sehr ich vom Staat beobachtet werde und ob Twitter zensiert. Ich wunderte mich ueber ein Land, das so stolz darauf ist, den beruehmten Diktator vom Kontinent bekaempft und den Kontinent befreit zu haben aber nun offentsichtlich die gleichen Mittel benutzt wie der Diktator. Aber dann bin ich aufgewacht und zum Glueck war es nur ein Traum!
Hello my friends, how are you doing? I nearly forgot to get this post out because I was playing around on CodePen. On Tuesday I told you about my coding adventures and I am still occupied with the Tribute page to get on with FreeCodeCamp.
Thankfully, it is raining today in North Norfolk so I can spend the whole day on the laptop playing around with HTML and CSS. Doesn’t look to me like I am creating a masterpiece but it might be enough to get through the test.
It still all sounds too much like Chinese to me but at least I managed to get something on the page. Do you think it is silly to learn something techie at my age (48)? I am wondering that a lot.
Even Sherky needed to take a step back. We only did a short walk but it was at a different location so she had more than enough to sniff.
There are tons of blackberry bushes where we usually walk which are full of flowers at the moment. I bet I can forage lots in August when they are going to be ripe. I can’t wait. Never liked blackberries much but since a couple of years, I started to love them. And nothing is better than your own foraged food. Do you like blackberries?
In 2015 I wrote a poem about blackberries and here that exact blast from the past:
clack on the path
Carol Anne at Therapybits where she explains how life is when you have more than one person in your body.
Jill at Filosofa’s Word who is snarky and funny and caring.
And for my German-speaking readers:
IlseLuise who shares wonderful poetry.
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