Rookie mistake

Early days, but we need to get over to the UK next year at some point, and it makes sense to tie it in with another trip to Europe that’s happening in 2023. It needs a bit of organisation, with our family being distributed liberally across the continent at some points, so I’m making a start on checking out our options now.

But then, I made the mistake of looking at potential flights and hotels without using Incognito Mode.

And now every single advert on every single site I visit on every single device I own (including the hoover) is for a flight or a hotel. Everywhere.

Yes, I could use an ad-blocker, but usually, I’m rarely bothered by ads, so I don’t have one of those. But I’m thinking of doing something to remedy that, given that there are Croatian hotels and flights to Slovenia.

I never even looked for those destinations, so not only are the ads annoying, they’re also inaccurate and unhelpful.

I’m an idiot to make such a foolish error, and I’m sharing this here so you don’t have to endure the same crap each time you go near an internet.

Guess who’s back?

Ah Jesus. The #RBOSS King returns.

So crispy!

Someone’s been toying with (and by “toying with”, I mean “ramming up to 100”) the dehaze slider to make this image look brighter and more dramatic than it actually was. Look at the telltale white halo around the dark parts of the image when you zoom in:

That’s not straight out of the camera, now is it?

It could be a lovely image. It probably even was. But why even bother taking a photo of something so beautiful if you then immediately choose to digitally annihilate it just for clicks and likes?

It’s not all roses

Ironically, after my post about motivation yesterday, I could really do with some today.

It’s not been a good one: unexpected rain after I washed the car, a terrible United performance yesterday evening, a really late night watching having to sit through it, a postponed football game of my own, a broken wireless printer, 37 pages of photocopying to be done on that same broken wireless printer (and the book is too big for the flatbed glass), someone turning up late for work because they chose to go to the supermarket rather than be on time, someone else turning up for work two days after they should have been here but it’s raining today so they can’t do much, a PicknPay supervisor too busy playing on Facebook on his phone to void a price on the till.

The list goes on.

Just all very crap.

I’m so ready for bed and to start afresh tomorrow when things surely can’t be this frustrating again, but I still have half a day to get through.

This will not end well.

Summer daze and that virus…

It’s been a good start to the day. It does seem that we’re almost done with spring (aside from the pummeling SouthEaster), and summer has moved in already. Thus, I’m sitting outside listening to the radio, catching up on a few emails, paying a few bills and writing a blog post. The garden is full of flowers, and the lawn needs a water. The beagle, having been bathed this morning – much to its displeasure – is on patrol, snorfing around and chasing butterflies.

It’s an idyllic picture. So let’s ruin everything with a handbrake turn.

Looking back at that link above, I’m reminded that this time last year, we were approaching 600 days of Covid lockdown. Believe it or not, there’s still quite a bit of Covid about, although no-one is testing anymore, because of the time and the effort and the money involved – and why spend all that stuff when no-one seems to care? – so we can’t be sure exactly how much.

And so much for this being “jUsT lIkE tHe CoMmOn CoLd”, with this huge overhang of cardiovascular deaths and Long Covid (which is also vastly underreported).

This is just the easily measured tip of the iceberg…

As I mentioned here, I think that thankfully, I’m finally over my issues [touches wood]. But I recently heard from a acquaintance who is anything but. Shortness of breath, palpitations, tachycardia, cognitive issues, that fatigue, and many other issues: just a general loss in quality of life. Ugh. Horrible. In her case, it’s so bad that she’s been admitted to a local pulmonology ward, which is half full of chronic Long Covid cases.
I guess that they’re only based there because it stemmed from a respiratory disease: these are very clearly multi-disciplinary cases.

I realise that it’s hip and cool to poke fun at Covid; to suggest that it wasn’t [note the incorrect use of the past tense] that bad, to weirdly tell people that it was all a “new world order” plan to keep us all under control, (incredible to see how governments were so ready and willing to work together on this one issue when they clearly can’t agree on fuck all else, before or since), to downplay it completely because you didn’t get sick (yet).

If you’re the person making those sort of points, you’re clearly ignorant, uninformed and actually rather callous.

We’re nowhere near done with Covid yet. And yet you can’t get a booster jab in Cape Town for love, nor money. Not that the booster on offer will help much – we need the new bivalent jab over here as soon as possible.

For those who insist that Covid will become just another seasonal viral infection, well, I actually agree with you. I just have two questions: When will that happen, and what cost will it bring – in both acute and chronic caseloads?

Until we have the answers to those questions, we really shouldn’t be dropping our guard – as individuals or as a society – because there’s a good chance that we’re going to end up regretting it at some point.

The outside world

I have noticed (and I’m sure that you have too, looking at reader figures, lol), that a disproportionate number of recent posts have been all about me (me, me). I don’t really have any problem with this, because my most important reader is me (me, me), but this isn’t a decision that I have made: it’s just something that has happened.

Why? Well, two reasons mainly. Firstly, I have been so busy lately that I haven’t really noticed anything else that’s been going on in the outside world. But I’ve told you all about that ad nauseum. And then, when there is time to look at what’s been going on in the outside world, well, why would you want to?

There’s very little encouraging news out there at the moment.

If it’s not war in Ukraine, famine in Eritrea, potential terrorist attacks in [checks notes] Johannesburg(!?!), global fiscal meltdown or the Loud Mouth Space Wanker taking over Twitter, it’s probably something equally depressing like wild conspiracy theories about Covid vaccine side-effects. (Always remember.)

Brushing this stuff under the carpet by simply ignoring it doesn’t solve any of those problems, but then neither does having them thrust in your face by news sites, and being reminded that everything is going to hell in a handbag and all the gory details therein does nothing (or everything, depending on how you want to look at it) for your existential dread.

And so sometimes it’s better to bury one’s head in the sand of lists of jobs, taxiing kids around, and the daily mundanities of one’s own life, rather than having to endure constant reminders of all the crap going on out there.

Thus, I shall probably continue doing just that. Sorry, not sorry.

UPDATE: It’s October 31st, and apparently someone agrees with my sentiments…

Exactly.