Thursday, 17 April 2025

A Notable Week of Sorts.

The past week has been a bad one, hence no posts. Matters are a little improved at the moment, but not by much.

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I’ve listened to several people talking about the nature of the sigma male on YouTube and they all described me pretty well. Imagine being a sigma male, an INFJ, and an HSP all in one person (if you can.) Not much hope for a contented dotage, is there?

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Nevertheless, I still managed to be mildly intrigued by the news that Signorina Meloni of Italy has gone cap in hand to visit Mr Trump of somewhere over the big water, hoping to persuade him to be kind to us poor Europeans. The news report suggested that she might have some success because, being one of the most right wing of Europe’s leaders, she has more in common ideologically with Mr T than most other European leaders. If she does, I suspect it will owe more to the fact that she is blonde, petite, good looking, and thirty years younger than him.

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I also caught a video on YouTube made by a well spoken and intelligent American man (a creature rather commoner, no doubt, than we poor Europeans are wont to acknowledge in the circumstances currently prevailing.) He spoke about the possibility that, contrary to popular belief, consciousness is not a product of the brain but the creator of my brain, your brain, and every other fragment of material in the whole of the universe. This idea is not new to me, but the way he explained it impressed me to the point of almost believing him. I didn’t, of course, because I don’t do belief, but I did feel a satisfying sense of vindication.

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Should I talk about the three knocks which woke me up at 3am a few nights ago, and the shuffling sounds I subsequently heard in my bedroom? Don’t think so. That sort of thing is best left to fly past on the wind.

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