RIP Computer…

Well there it went. After four years of reliable service, my MacBook Pro has died. I tried all possible fixes, from repairing the disks, resetting the NVRAM and above all else reinstalling the OS. Nothing brought it back.

As such, blogging will probably be sparse until I can find a replacement. I don’t know which direction I’m going, but I have decided that after an almost 13 year marriage I am officially divorcing Apple. Ever since Steve Jobs died that company has gone to hell in a hand basket.

As for my next move, I am looking at Linux computers as I still can’t stand Windows. If any of my fellow geeks have any suggestions please point me in the right direction, and preferably not one with the same inflated Apple price tag. All the ones I’ve found are equally expensive.

Excuse me while I go cry.

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Song Lyric Sunday 11/18/18 – The Chain

As soon as I saw this week’s Song Lyric Sunday theme of listen I knew what I would post – this timeless Fleetwood Mac classic. It’s a great song with a very interesting composition.

So here then is “The Chain (written by Christine McVie, John McVie, Lindsey Buckingham, Mick Fleetwood and Stevie Nicks):

Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies

And if, you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the light

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Source: Google search.

Anyway, that’s it for this week. Until next time!

Square Peg, round hole….

Some food for thought here.

A Different Neurotribe

No matter how hard you try square pegs don’t fit in round holes.

Why is that simple fact so hard for the wider world to grasp?

Yes with tools you could round the edges of a square peg. You could take away the edges that don’t suit the round hole, or you could try forcing the peg with a hammer, problem solved?

No.

You are forcing that square peg to be something it’s not, you are causing damage.

Why not accept the square peg and make a square hole?

Right now I feel this is the story of my life.  It is the story of my children’s lives, it is the story of the lives of many, many families living with Autism.  I am exhausted.  My daughter is too.

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Holiday Blues Version 2.0.1.8

Hah, see what I did there? It’s almost like a program in my internal operating system that upgrades itself and boots up mid-November. Well it’s now started rearing its ugly head.

I’ll be the first to admit it: I absolutely hate the holidays. They suck something fierce for me. I realize the holidays are supposed to be a happy time, but not here. As the “reject child” as it were I am usually the one pushed to the side in my family. I’m worse than the redheaded stepchild. I’m the autistic, weirdo, unmarried/single, childless, atheist, tatted, pierced, Davy Dukes and Meggings wearing, Trump-hating black sheep. Not so much in terms of my immediate family (who all tolerate me pretty well), but more my extended family. Me being as I am in an extended family that is by and large a conservative/far-right, Bible-thumping Southern Baptist family is not exactly conducive to holiday gatherings. The last one I went to several years ago I was rudely asked to say grace with them knowing full well I don’t believe in Bible bullshit. That was kind of the last straw with me.

As such, I usually just keep to myself during the holidays. I do my own thing. Hell, it’s obvious even what few friends I have (with the exception of one who did take time out of her day yesterday to join me for a cigar and spiked coffee yesterday afternoon) don’t want to be around me right now. I know I get insufferably crabby during this time and I understand it’s not pleasant to be around someone who is chronically crabby but maybe I wouldn’t be so crabby if I had some kind of a support net. I just feel like I’m being brushed off as it were. I also know that my friends have families to tend to during the holidays and I respect that, but it remains that being hung out to dry is miserable.

I’ll get through it. I always do, but it’s never easy. I realize 2019 is only about seven weeks away, but this next month and a half is going to be rough. Obviously as a hardcore atheist and self-professed antitheist none of the religious holidays mean anything to me (be it Christmyass, Hanukkrap, etc.) and even as an existential nihilist and a Benatarian Antinatalist it seems to me that would run counter to the notion of Thanksgiving. If, in my view, it is a harm to come into existence, why should I actually be thankful for anything? I’m stuck in an existence that is, from my perspective, a harm to me. As such, are even the things that make my life go better than it otherwise would deserving of thanks? That’s up to debate I think.

Whatever. I’m rambling and ranting. All I know is I feel like shit and will for the next several weeks. I’ll try to continue blogging as I can, but just know this isn’t something to just “snap out of.” At least I have this as an outlet to release my frustration.

Fuck the holidays.

Criminal Cyberharassment Charges?

So apparently for my little troll the threat of being reported to his university’s administration was not enough to deter him. He’s still being a thorn in my side. I’ve blacklisted three IP addressees now but he just keeps on getting around them. It is to the point I am now considering legal action.

Have any of my followers ever had this problem? Have you pressed cyberharassment charges on anyone? If so, how did you go about it? What was the outcome? This guy is stressing me out and I can’t keep up with his various IP addresses. All I know is that this person is either student or faculty at the University of Arkansas Medical School, lives in Little Rock, AR, his cell network is T-Mobile and his home ISP is Comcast. Yes, all of this is tracked by the WordPress software, so I have something to go on.

Any advice (legal or otherwise) would be appreciated. Thank you. And to said troll, I ask you kindly to please cease commenting your bullshit on my blog. If you cease I will drop this. If you continue, I will explore legal options against you and I will notify your home ISP in addition to your University that has already been notified.

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EDIT: The thorn in my side has informed me that he will leave me alone moving forward:

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However I want it to be known that I can handle a difference of opinion, as long as that opinion is expressed in a respectful tone. What I cannot handle is demeaning language, insults, namecalling, etc. – that will NEVER be tolerated on this blog, ever. Period.

A Brief Word About the US Election…

At the end of the day, regardless of the results of the vote, I will still retire to bed, go to sleep and have dreams in which I’m dying, because they are still the best I’ve ever had. It changes little about the human predicament in all its horror. I’ll still find it hard to tell you and find it hard to take, because at the end of the day we will all still run in circles in this very, very mad, Halargian world. The truly lucky ones are still the ones who will never be burdened with life.

“As we have seen, nobody is lucky enough not to be born, everybody is unlucky enough to have been born – and particularly bad luck it is.” – Dr. David Benatar; Better Never to Have Been: The Harm of Coming into Existence.

An Update to the Comment Policy

Again, I really don’t like to have to institute formal comment policies, but I’ve had to once before and it’s mostly kept the assholes at bay. Alas, I still get one every now and then (such as the current one) so I need to make a modification to said policy to tighten it up and impose harsher penalties for the relentless ones.

In case those outside of WordPress didn’t know, the blogging software tracks IP addresses from all commenters. The most recent thorn in my side is a little odd – it’s someone (probably a student) from the University of Arkansas Medical School. See here:

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Which brings me to the update to the policy. The same three strikes rule will still apply as previously listed on the page Comments: Read Me First. However, this will also apply: to those who comment through an educational institution or through a company email/ISP, your institution or company will be notified of your harassment. For those who are through a regular ISP, depending on the severity of the offense, your ISP will be notified.

In the case of the offender above, UAMS has already been notified so they can take the disciplinary action they see fit to dish out for the abuse of their electronic communication conduct standards, if applicable. We’ll see who gets the last laugh here.

So with that, let’s all be nice and get along. Most of you are great. It’s just the few bad apples that make me have to implement such policy.