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How to be danged
(With assistance from watching "Oklahoma")
Subscribe to this philosophy: "I may not be no better than anybody else but I'ill be danged if I ain't just as good". (No charge)
Compare yourself carefully to your friends.
Discover that some of them can sing better that you can, draw better than you can, cook better than you can…
Voila! You're danged!!
https://www.cnn.com/2025/01/23/world/gallery/photos-this-week-january-16-january-23
I do look at these to see if any do anything to me. The baby being tossed one was one that got a reaction.
How would you like it if every time you leaned over too far, you fell? I am an American. I got rights! I have put up with this arrangement for years and it is time for it to stop. I am taking to the streets. Join me in my quest to free us from this astronomical bully.
You're probably going to tell me being subject to gravity is our heritage. Our parents put up with it, our ancestors did. It's part of our heritage. Well, you know, the same thing can be said of measles. But c'mon! That's no reason to put up with bruises, broken bones and worse. Let's make humans free!
A recent conversation:
Her: You can't do that.
Me: Why not?
Her: Because of covid
Me: Who has covid?
Her: You do.
Me: Oh, that's right! Thanks!
I am used to believing what my computer screen says. I get most of my news from the computer so when a message appears that says something like "This computer has contracted a damaging virus and will shut down. Get some help. Call this number." But I myself type something that appears on my screen everyday. Messages from the computer are not sent from heaven. Unfortunately, I cannot always trust them.
Some scammers are adept at phrasing a message that fits in with my alarm mode. They have code that presents an alarming color behind a message in big letters that says "This computer has contracted a dangerous virus! Get help! Call this number." I have had experience that tells me the alarm reaction I feel is a sign, not to take action, but to give myself an immediate short break. "Turn the machine off and read or watch tv for 15 minutes. Use a timer."
I have read that "Restart" is a more complete operation that shutting down and later turning things on. I was able to get control of myself and went away from my computer. I was able to get engrossed in other things and was surprised to realize I had waited half an hour. Everything seems back to normal now. That half hour was yesterday so I do have a day's experience with the machine behaving properly.
A headline today read "Exciting news about…" Normally, I create my own excitement about the news. I don't want reporters and editors to apply their language skills to writing about happenings when I read their choices of topics and descriptions of what happened. I am confident that I will furnish my own level of excitement about the events they choose to report. I don't want any extra boost from them. I believe they will indeed develop the ability to give me a professional hit of excitement that I will feel but not notice was dropped on me by well versed writers.
I suppose rewards and acclaim follow the writers who raise reader excitement the most. For their own good, they may extend their ability to manipulate me.
I thought Lynn was pretty, smart and sweet mannered. But I honestly never gave a thought to her cooking ability. I I found that she is an excellent cook. That is a real gift to her husband and kids.
For quite a few years, we have been alternating, one cooks dinner and the next night, the other of us cooks. We tend to have breakfast on our own, sometimes lunch, too.Today was my day to cook dinner but when she said that Covid was clearly taking my energy and that she would cook, despite it being my night, I was really delighted.
We had two Covid tests and a couple of days ago, she took one. It turned out positive. This afternoon, I took one, too. She had said that living in the same house, we were sure to both catch it. We have both had a test that turned out positive.
I am reading the book "The Days I Loved You Most"by Amy Neff to Lynn while she works on a jigsaw puzzle. I can't remember what attracted me to the book. I haven't checked but I think many of the books of fiction come from her book club's list. Like the main couple in the book, we have been married more than 60 years. My book club, like hers, alternates monthly between fiction and non-fiction.
I am a strong fan of the comedy on Netflix "Reba". As with Neff's book, I am attracted to well-made plots. Reba shows a divorced couple that still remains friendly to former partners. "The Days…" starts with an older couple who gather grown children, and grandchildren to explain that the older wife expects to die from medical problems and her husband explains that he doesn't want to live without her. So, they announce their plan to take their own lives in one year from now.
The plot alone does not motivate me to mention the book but the strength of the language describing various earlier times in the marriage makes the book stand out.
23andMe, a company that furnishes DNA analysis, advertises that it can tell me if I am related to Danes who were murdered in the St. Brice's day massacre. According to what I have seen, someone informed King Aethelred II of England that Danish immigrants were plotting to kill him. So he ordered his troops to kill all Danes. The massacre of Danes took place in 1002.
I have read that names such as "Kirby" and "Derby", ending in "by" come from Danish and Danish settlers who held a part of Britain sometimes called "Danegeld". The word refers to a tribute or protection money collected to pacify Danish raiders and bribe them not to attack parts of Britain. I had read previously that "Danegeld" referred to an area of Britain where Danish money was accepted but the Duckduckgo browser just gave me a different story.
Duckduckgo says that homo sapiens goes back 300,000 years. I don't feel any responsibility for the share of them that were my ancestors.
Our younger daughter suffered mental illness for 20 years. She died in 2008, Here is a link to the web page that Lynn wrote about her and her life.
https://sites.google.com/view/kirbyvariety1/jill-kirby-1963-2008
We both had our DNA done, twice by the now closed-down National Geographic's Genographic Project and twice by 23andMe. I also read "The 10,000 Year Explosion" about the human diaspora putting us all over the planet. From where?? Shhh, don't tell anyone. We all came from Africa! We only got this pinkish-orange skin because at more extreme latitudes, that dark skin couldn't absorb sunlight components needed.
Another amazing fact: my mother, my grandparents - half of the batch were women!! It goes way back!
Go ahead. Read "The Female Brain" by Louann Brizendine, MD. You recognize some valuable traits, some of which you may have noticed in yourself even if you are heavy on testosterone.
Truthfully, some of the sentences in this post are questionable. But go ahead and watch "The 6 Triple 8" and see what women can do.
My wife was told by her father that she couldn't train for boxing or science. Girls can be secretaries, nurses or teachers. She had other interests and resented those limits. Please understand that was 157 years ago and things have changed. I don't say it is easy for girls to be physicians or private detectives or shoemakers but I am confident it is getting a little easier.
It is easy in the complex, imaginative world of today to discover that principles get modified or even over-thrown. Many people didn't realize that chunks, mountains, continents of "information" are part of our world. They always have been, of course, but we didn't recognize them for a long time. In some cases, we still don't. It is no use getting into too much detail when the details are endless and quite intertwined, often in what appears to be tight, discouraging knots.
My wife, probably much like yours, provides meals for everybody in the house, clean clothes for everybody in the house, birthday gifts for the birthdays but not for the days that aren't. She created web pages, taught librarianship, became a pottery member of a local artists co-op, kept a flow of ceramic creations into four outlets while serving her household. You might think that shiploads of information would be too much for her but they aren't. She is a WOMAN! I realize that is an unfair advantage but it's not her fault.
http://fearfunandfiloz.blogspot.com/2013/11/chains-of-influence-and-consequence.html
I am interested in chains of consequence in our lives. I could have inherited notable musical skill if my genetics included genes of the right type from that famous composer, What'sHisName. I would have genes from ol' What's if my greatgreatgreatgreat grandfather hadn't spilled the glass of red wine on that date when he went out with What'sHerName. But he did, she was angry and humiliated the rest of the trip, their engagement was deleted and they went their separate ways. They didn't plan to put the kibosh on my violin-playing but it was kiboshed even so.
There are so many small, sometimes unnoticed, events that influenced who got born, who survived, who managed to have children, who managed to survive, I like to think about any couple: how did they meet? What did they do that struck a good note? Did their parents object to that possible partner's background, religion, occupation, personality? Did the objections cause a flight or help to cement the relationship?
A friend told me that a woman ancestor of hers was engaged when she boarded a ship to the US but that when she disembarked, she was engaged to a different man. Life is chancey!
Two days ago, I spent some effort trying to remember or search out what tv program I was remembering. A scene kept coming to mind: a devious older woman with a gun in her hand sitting dejectedly in front of a younger man dead on the floor. The woman's daughter enters the room and takes in the scene as the mother says in her heavy accent: "It was accident!"
After much thinking, trying to remember, I got it. No wonder I was having trouble. The scene was part of a show that we watched all episodes of - Jane, the Virgin. The basic story of the show has little to do with a room in a swank hotel with a corpse. Jane is the child of a single mother. As a young woman, she has determined to avoid motherhood until she is married and has support. The story is based on a successful tv series ifrom South America.
Jane goes for a gynecological exam. The woman physician is under stress and enters the wrong room with semen at the ready and impregnates Jane, who is all prepared for an exam, not this! She doesn't realize what has happened until a few months later.
I enjoy looking up the names of authors attached to interesting news reports and articles. I usually look at CNN news (now divided into AM and PM), Google News and NPR news. Today, I saw an article about getting more bodily movement into one's life in NPR news. There were three authors listed and the last of the three was "Sanaz Meshkinpour".
I read that she was born in Iran to Jewish and Arab parents, that she holds degrees from several American universities and that she is mentioned on many web sites, including one bearing her name. For no big reason, I think it is a good sign if a writer or reporter has their own website, even though many that do probably have somebody else to create and manage it for them.
We watched all the episodes of "The Bureau of Magical Things" on Netflix. It's an older kid's show and we aren't kids but Lynn put up with a half hour of spells and walls that let a human walk through them. I just mainly wanted to see what the story was.
We spend time with my reading aloud and Lynn doing a jigsaw puzzle. I started "Hate Mail" and thought it was ok. I got us started on my reading the book aloud and we finished it, from teacher directed "teams of 2" around 5th grade to mid-20's. I was looking for an equally lightweight possible book and we got into "Witches Get Stuff Done " by Molly Harper.
At my age, many things seem magical, that is, reliable, but not understood. It seems to me that magic stories can relate events and feelings, like romance, but they tend to give overly wide permission for an overly wide range of abilities and events and powers.
Years ago, I read in some forgotten reference volume in the campus library, that my family name "Kirby" was the 511th most common last name in the US. Today, I saw similar figures, in the 500's. This subject came up in articles about the Tyler Perry movie "The 6 Triple 8" about difficulties in getting news to and from US soldiers in Europe during WWII. The 6888 Battalion of Black US women soldiers were given the task of sorting 17 million pieces of backed-up mail to US troops and their loved ones at home.
The white, disdainful general visits their operation and is told about the problems the hard-working women encounter: poor, indecipherable writing; incomplete addresses and what is now called Googlegangers (different people with the same name). I read the other day that 7,500 US soldiers were all named "John Smith"!
I have had the experience of dealing with an official who clearly uses my ZIP code, birthdate, and other characteristics to identify me.
I was surprised when I asked an audiologist why I don't understand my wife when she speaks but I do understand when she repeats what she said. It can be tiresome for her when every utterance gets "What did you say?" The hearing specialist said that the part of my brain that transforms incoming sounds into meaningful statements is wearing out.
I wrote this here in November 2023:
My audiologist told me that the part of my brain that decodes speech into meaning is wearing out. The result is that when my wife speaks to me, I have trouble knowing what she said. So, I have to ask what she said. Invariably, when she repeats herself, I understand. This has been going on for a couple of years and it is wearing on her. She still loves me and likes me but my listening is poor. I have found if I can catch part of what she says and just ask about a detail or two, it strikes her much less negatively. I need to look up the matter in Google and also have a short sitdown with the audiologist.
I don't think the condition has gotten much worse since then. I have found that my condition is a common one and that various search results say there is no cure.
I was the drum sergeant in my high school drum and bugle corp. I heard rousing military music there. I had some little Golden records as a kid, including Bizet and Mozart. I knew I liked classical music before I knew it was called "classical". When I took a date to a dance at my high school or attended a dance at college, I didn't pay much attention to the music.
The most forceful reminder that I haven't paid attention to popular music comes when I look up some search term on Duckduckgo or Google and find that the words are also the name of a popular music group. References to the group far outnumber the explanations and references to what I am after.
Two accidental events lately have focused my attention on my ignorance of popular music. Lynn mentioned that she wanted to watch "South Pacific" again. Because of her interest, I perked up to a reference to the show, followed up and "There's Nothing Like a Dame" was playing all of a sudden. I knew I had heard that song before and I was immediately taken by it again.
"There are no books like a dame, and nothing looks like a dame…"
"There's not a thing wrong with any man here,
that can't be cured by putting him near a female, feminine sort of a dame."
Similarly, Lynn stumbled across a recording of Joni Mitchell singing "Both Sides Now". I knew I had heard her sing that before but I hadn't paid attention to the lyrics. How philosophical! What poetry!
I started "Fear, Fun and Filoz" thinking I would write some ideas that might help undergrads and teachers. I like having an "archive" listing of previous posts. I had no idea when I started that I would write daily most days and continue for 17 years. When I am trying to see something about those years, the collection of blog posts is a valuable resource since all the pages can be searched at once.
It is very easy and quick to change the layout of the blog page but over time, a blogger can make small changes. The result can be a tailored layout that isn't easy to get back to exactly.
I started "Fear, Fun and Filoz" thinking I would write some ideas that might help undergrads and teachers. I like having an "archive" listing of previous posts. I had no idea when I started that I would write daily most days and continue for 17 years. When I am trying to see something about those years, the collection of blog posts is a valuable resource since all the pages can be searched at once.
It is very easy and quick to change the layout of the blog page but over time, a blogger can make small changes. The result can be a tailored layout that isn't easy to get back to exactly.