It’s your fault, not mine.

I wrote the following on May 7th, 2015, as the UK Conservatives won the Westminster elections, ushering in the Brexit vote, the increasing pandering to far-right voices and the entrenched distraction techniques hiding austerity and the deepening wealth gap.

“I’ve awoken this morning under a government more bigoted, more insular, more self-centred than when I went to sleep. We’ve voted for the right-wing, for the crypto-fascists, for the racists and for the rich who profit off the divided and the benighted; the working people. I read that there was a voter turnout of 80% for the over 60s. I hope they don’t need the NHS as they get older.”

I’m not really surprised that I was right.

One from the road. I was amused by this signage while taking the country route to the Black Paths last night.

A sign by a riverside reads "NO SUNDAY FISHING" surrounded by greenery and trees.

Why is the urge to create terribly written and awful fanfic always so close at hand?

Well now. That’s that. I’m quite pleased with that result. I’m still unhappy with myself about completely forgetting I’d transferred my DNS to WordPress. Rookie mistake.

This is what happens when you take your eye off the ball. I’d no memory of transferring my DNS to WordPress, I’d no idea this meant my registrar would repopulate their DNS settings with their own boilerplate, I wasn’t expecting my DNS to be locked without either provider indicating where/how. Gah!

Well this is nice. I wonder will I be able to import my wordpress site into this system then redirect my domain name? I wonder will I ever make the time to find out?

Apply to your ears, gently but firmly

A present from me to me, a pre-Christmas gift, if you will.

Disruption

This article by Carole Cadwalladr is salient. Unfortunately it serves only to show us where we are.

New era dawns, America’s tech bros now strut their stuff in the corridors of power

ridewithgps #CoffeeOutside

Bring me the sky

Bring me the sky: a pushbike leans against a farm gate, fields in the distance with a clear blue sky dominating

All palm houses smell the same

Hand-operated chainsaw.

Ultimate hunting trophy

Stuck in middle of a film set with @antwerpsummeruniversity

Danger: horny, windy gymnasts in the area.

I still think about this Fireland gag.

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Do yourself a favour.

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Fringe Tones: always worth your ears' time

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Blue Whale & ARC support Black Box, Belfast 150324

Blue Whale ‘Last Immediate Images’ Album Launch Tickets Friday, 15 March 2024 8:00pm ‐ 11:00pm The Black Box18-22 Hill St, Belfast, BT1 2LA ARC will support

Blue Whale & ARC support Black Box, Belfast 150324