Original YT playout date: 4 June 2010
This April weekend I had the spot come back which occasionally I get right between the eyebrows. I noticed that if anything is big about a person, that causes them the biggest problems, and I have a big belly and big eyebrows so that’s where I have my problems. Here my longsuffering wife adminsters tea-tree oil in an attempt to reduce the swelling. The next day we go to the new big playground at ul Bytnara and Tanya takes to upsetting everyone’s ball games. People are very nice about it though. Continue reading “The bumpy forehead and the little spoilsport”→
Original YT playout date: 4 June 2010
“Most people say my videos are too long, not edited enough, and too full of my own opinions. I say, there’s not only my videos available on the internet, by all means enjoy some other channels where they are better at making short, leanly cut video with soundbites in rather than meanderings, or even just go watch TV, where what you’ll see is an edited version of reality designed to reduce your concentration span and shelter you from alternative thinking. But this is the more true to life, though. If you edit hard enough, you edit away the fact that life is not like a leanly edited film. At the same time, as I observe in this film, if you switch the camera on, something will happen.
I am privileged enough to have loyal viewers who watch/listen and enjoy these longer ones enough to actually complain when I do the shorts that they need the longer ones – to get to sleep presumably, but there’s nothing wrong with that, I fall asleep to talk radio podcasts myself.
There’s a bit of history going on all around, but this video contains me ALMOST seeing the remains of some Smolensk crash victims returning to Warsaw, and then FAILING to catch the moment of frog song in the Ochota pond. You cannot always be in the right place in the right time in life. On TV they always are – they wouldn’t broadcast something like this. But this is real life, this is true to what people actually can and do experience. That’s why the more open-eyed people prefer this sort of thing to TV, which they no longer trust.” Continue reading “A drive and a walk, and plenty of talk”→
Original YT playout date: 3 June 2010
They parked up this modern version of a road roller near our office. The video also contains footage of the Lutheran Church attended by Jerzy Buzek, former prime minister, who is now chairman of the European Commission. Continue reading “One Big Vehicle”→
I satted on a recent discussion the following. “Anti-slavery is overrated. I look at some people and think that a few years of being put to servitude would do them, and maybe the economy also, a world of good.
Clearly there would have to be some safeguards to avoid abuse around it. It wouldn’t be the twenty-first century without the government go stickin’ its warty nose in at multiple levels and spoiling everything.”
Well some pinko reacted to this, and came back with the following:
In this scenario, who would you get to actually do the enslaving? You currently are afraid to even raise your voice around the people that you’d hope to enslave. Correct?
That’s right, someone who barely knows me and is clearly terrified themselves projecting all their fear onto me. As per usual.
The full reply
Here’s the reply, and I thought it worth saving here, as comments can easily be deleted. I’d like the work I did on this and the thought I put in not to be erased at the whim of one of the IQ-less offensariat.
“I thought I had just raised it, and unlike yourself I have a traceable ID and a valid photo pic. The people who should be doing the enslaving of these people are the ones currently enslaving me. Namely the state which takes my taxes as a hard-working man who cannot afford to be other than a hard-working man and gives that money to shirkers and border breakers, keeping them in hotels at my expense.
I see no sense for me to grab guns and shackles when I have already been paying for others to do that. Why keep a dog and bark yourself? Instead of paying for the praetorian guard of the elite, we thought we were financing our own police force, to look after the ones actually paying for it.
There should be a citizen-class protection force that we pay for instead of the current Praetorian guard. They should be looking out for our interests first, because the police we are currently paying for seem to have no time for us. They protect criminals as well as the upper class and help these two boards to squeeze the taxpayer like a cattle clamp.
The State should accept newcomers who are looking to come into a better situation that we have looking at their circumstances and what they can offer. Some will find willing sponsors in the private sector immediately, but there’s no market place for them to offer in or us to know whom we could hire from their number. If there are no obvious matches, the matter should be settled by putting these migrants into indenture, and not cushy hotels.
They should serve seven years like the good book says, obviously not in sex slavery or anything so demeaning, there should be inspections as part of the system, but in work that benefits society. Work like clearing plastic wastes and working on recycling plants to make useful things from waste which they sort. Or in looking after the elderly under supervision. Generally doing things we don’t have willing hands for but which are essential tasks.
They should receive clothing, housing food and healthcare but at a basic level. Their children should be educate at the same level as locals; this is a fair investment. They should receive 50 dollars a week for their own disposal subject to the good carrying out of their duties.
The outcome of the indenture
At the end of their seven years, the Agency should review their work. If the work is good and they have folk who will vouch for them, then they join society on the same basis as those who have paid taxes all their lives and who therefore also been slaves. Fair’s fair. It’s just that our slavery happened intermingled with our freedom, whereas they have it in one go. Afterwards no-one cantell them they have not paid their dues because they will have paid them that way. Or by military service as the French used to do, which could mean serving in an armed service to the point where they perform a medal-level act of valour or five years if shorter.
This will be particularly useful for those fleeing despots – they will acquire skills useful for the liberation of their countries. This latter military option should be for persons who have had extensive psychological evaluation and monitoring. It is not something we would want to offer to anyone who evinces philosophical or religious objections to a pluralistic, Western, democratic society.
If they are refugees of war or seekers of political asylum, then they should be at liberty to return if peace comes and they will receive the value of the work they did at minimum wage, to take with them, help them rebuild. Should they be simply economic migrants who change their mind, or those who found work at minimum wage or better, then they get no exit refunds.
If they endured persecution as intellectuals and applied for political asylum, or indeed anyone who has a needed skill, if they find sponsors or employers to give them a better deal for working on in their specialisation, then they may obviate the indenture system. The sponsor becomes co-responsible should they commit criminal acts during the seven years from arrival.
This form of slavery would be necessary to keep our kind of society strong and not succumb to such states as China where the masses are in genuine servitude in all but name, with no light at the end of the tunnel.
Now please go ahead and tell me that I am wrong, but don’t tell me I will not raise my voice for it.”
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Original YT playout date: 1 June 2010
I went to Tczew and this was going to incorporate more than just the train ride. I had grand ideas about updating the earlier videos I took in the older part of Tczew and maybe even popping to Gdansk to film a bit, but in the event I was just too busy. So you’ve got some train footage, and a few comments, and that’s it, I’m afraid. You get to see train food, the high water on the Vistula and the work going on to improve the track. And there’s a mildly amusing story of the woman who marched out of the carriage when I got in like I was some kind of leper or potential rapist, only to be caught with an invalid ticket by the guards with no small amount of brou-ha-ha a little later. Continue reading “Tczew Tczew Train”→