Essays by Year

2018 Jan to Aug

We now reside in Blackpool. Cynthia works about 30 minutes away; David is retired, and daily more so. The switch to SandVox is now largely complete but that doesn’t mean I have found all the typos, broken links or logical inconsistencies. I continue to hope that people will write with opinion and, because I will not tolerate hiding behind a nom-de-plume, I will not offer blogroll.

No doubt 2018 will continue to be filled with the scary consequences of Brexit, though I do doubt that we will find a way to rescind that apparent decision (see 2016&7 essays). We wait to see if Trump is as unstable as he has so far appeared to be; we might apply such comment to several world leaders. Problems continue on the energy front, and I expect to see changes allowing us to use less for the same end result; in the same way I expect to see more hybrid and electric transport, more micro-generation. I do not expect to see improved national transport, nor social mobility, nor social care, nor money to the NHS, nor to immigration. I do not expect to see sensible, understandable resolution to the Irish border, the single market, the customs union. I do expect the media to continue to be as biased as the people whose content they report and I despair at finding sources that are reasoned and supported by fact rather than opinion — there’s nothing wrong with opinion when it is supported by evidence. I wonder what will happen as cryptocurrency spreads its wings, expecting some sort of Darwinian event to wean out the weak. At a global level, I expect migration to become steadily more a problem and I wait to see what happens with the compound problems of rising sea levels, diminishing ground water and shrinking ice. I wonder whether we may yet see some social changes in partial response to that and I am hoping to see a swing to individual responsibility, such as in recycling, health and consumption.

The above paragraph may prove to be a crystal ball.  

DJS 20180116

2018 Sep to Dec

Life is settling to new norms. I’m sending too long waiting for the building design process to work around to allowing me to find contractors so that we can act upon all the stuff I’ve written about energy and bad housing. Not quite yet willing to give up the car. Brexit grinds onwards, but no obvious conclusion is yet discerned.

I wrote before that no doubt 2018 will continue to be filled with the scary consequences of Brexit, and there seems to be no progress whatsoever beyond the passage of time. Our politicians UK and EU seem no nearer to being able to square the circle; we have no solution for Ireland that anyone will accept. The least painful action would be to reverse the decision to apply Article 50, coupled with public humiliation of the politicians that lied to us repeatedly. What was done to Guy Fawkes might suit. We need to rethink our politics on a large scale.  Trump continues to be unstable (only able to unst).  We seem to be accepting that cars will be hybrid and then electric, but possibly not requiring drivers at all. Some of us (me, for example) are taking to the roads to enjoy driving while that is still allowed. The daft political climate prevents anything sensible happening.

Editing earlier essays, I was trying to confirm the sources for some pictures I’d used. Imagine how i feel when the images are on Google, but the reference is my own webpage? So I didn’t delete some pictures I couldn’t attribute in Essay 160. Weird.

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