Saturday, 4 April 2015

Face\Off

Seeing the Facebook ads, I'm not sure who they're trying to get on-board, surely we've reached peak Facebook and those who haven't, will never have an account much like those few remaining people who don't have a mobile phone wear the fact that they don't have a mobile like a badge of pride.

Visiting again recently I'm reminded of all the things that bug me about the site, the constant prompting to spill out your life history, interests and location. The fact it insists it knows what news it wants to show on its feed better than you. That it wants you to treat brands as friends. I consider Coca-Cola a very successful company over many years that sells many brands including a sticky sugary liquid which also comes in a cherry variety I like, alongside very well storied anti union practises and environmental abuses. Not a friend I want to have a interaction with.

Admittedly most of these complaints could be targeted at any social media site or social media in general. I add finally, so as not to appear that I'm some grumpy middle aged person, recently I saw a video about parents of trans children using social media for help, advice and support and I could pick on many other examples.

Sunday, 8 March 2015

Coate

After my body has finished every fevery, ache and my nose discharges the last of what has felt like litres of snot. I took a walk round Coate on the eastern edge of town. Unlike my friend my choice of footwear wasn't entirely suitable for the muddy areas not entirely wrong like the individual who attempted to climb a mountain in a pair of flip flops but I could have chosen better. That said it's a perfectly delightful walk anytime of the year.


These days the only creatures on the diving board are birds, nobody has been allowed to leap off for many years because of safety though some have tried since especially during a heat wave, I presume thats the reason for the small wall added at the bottom. Its a listed building as an example of inter war diving platforms and a recognisable landmark.

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

There Should Be Some Bad Pun Involving Breasts Here

Image result for tom o'connorIt was 30 years ago BBC One were showing Miss United Kingdom presented by Tom O'Connor, soon afterwards the incoming controller Michael Grade dropped all beauty contests from the channel recognising the nation's tastes had changed and BBC television had to modernise with it. Today the nation's tastes have moved away from topless photographs of women compared to the days when beauty contests attracted big ratings on British TV and Page Three in The Sun became so wildly popular even The Daily Mirror briefly introduced its own version.

Long suffering readers of this blog may remember I wrote about the anti Page Three campaign a few years ago, and my opinion hasn't changed it seems only to remain out of stubbornness. Nor is it anti feminist to defend Page Three. Although some seek to dismiss opponents with valid points of topless photos by using words like feminazi I feel like giving up and changing my mind. There should be a special version of Godwins law which not only means your argument is lost but a hand comes out the screen and slaps you. I would like to call it Lucy's law, because I'm egotistical like that.

Sunday, 11 January 2015

Resolutions Without Snappy Titles

As I've previously noted January is a rotten time to make resolutions. In this north Atlantic island it still is dark and gloomy for the majority of the day instead of people taking a dry January, presumably after feeling guilty about the previous month how about a sensible amount, possibly within recommended alcohol intake guidelines December and January. Though I'd probably have to slim it down to a catchy two words. The same goes for getting fit. My resolutions are continuations of resolutions I made last year.
  • Don't make any resolutions in January.
  • Don't feed trolls especially responding to anything Katie Hopkins says (I wish the local paper would do the same).
  • Only share or retweet when you've watched or read the thing. I frequently come across many who I  suspect don't.
  • Celebrate sensible amount, possibly within recommended alcohol intake guidelines December and January. (still haven't come up with a snappier title).
  • Stick to pay as you go gym facilities as you're never going to use a membership often enough for it to be cost effective and then there's the pain of having to cancel the contract.

Monday, 5 January 2015

RIP

Over the Christmas holidays came the sad news of the death of the Rev. Carol Stone, around the turn of the millennium she attracted local and then national attention for being the first vicar to transition and then return to the job. The Swindon Advertiser at the time carried a few quotes critical from a conservative Anglican group but those within the parish were almost all supportive of someone who had only been posted there only a few years earlier. Certainly being within the area I can recall the gossip but also the support and an circling of the wagons to protect her from all the media interest. Over the years apart from marrying and christening my relatives, she added a neighboring parish and became a respected figure across the town. It is a tragic and all too early loss to community life across Swindon and especially to her family.

Thursday, 1 January 2015

MMXV

Time to get the 2015 segment in the right hand column up and running, not to mention start to my efforts to post more than I did last year.

A happy new year to all my readers.

Now where are those hoverboards?

Monday, 29 December 2014

Goodbye 14

Hello, as my last entry of 2014 I am following the usual pattern of writing about the year just coming to an end. For me its been one of tragic loss, endings and new beginnings all the while I've had friends and family to help me through it. Despite myself I can't help being optimistic for next year, a change of job (hopefully) and my sister giving birth (certainly). The former bringing lots of new challenges and the latter meaning another birthday to remember. In the wider world there's been signs of better awareness for trans people, individuals like Stephanie Hurst have spoken candidly and eloquently about their experiences all while transitioning publicly. Although there's so much further to go, especially if you're not white and middle class.

So here's to 2014.

Thank god it's nearly over.

Wednesday, 24 December 2014

Feels Like Christmas

So when do you consider Christmas begins? For retailers it begun weeks /months ago, my local ASDA were playing Christmas tunes weeks ago. About 5 minutes was more than enough for me, I feel for the staff who have to listen throughout their shift.
Not that I begrudge Roy Wood his annual cheque I find the use of such songs to create a festive feeling too forced. Although at least it was the original artist I've heard stores use appalling cover versions including a saccharine version of Fairytale of New York, which altered several lines were changed rendering the bite out of the song. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas is another that has had the edges sanded away, as anyone whose seen Meet Me In St Louis or as this recent article points out its actually very melancholic.
Going back to my original question, I'm sure most people are starting to think it now after all its Christmas eve and if you'll not Christmasy by now you never will be.
Seasons greetings and have a good time.

Saturday, 22 November 2014

Stepping Out

I've had many trans related dreams running the whole range from good to bad and as you'd expect the downright surreal. Don't worry I'm not going to describe them all just a theme from many anxiety dreams which boils down to being out in public.

Taking that step outside is a big moment wherever you are on the spectrum. Its commonly described as leaving the closet although it gets unfairly banded about as an insult at people who can't or don't want to go outside. My first time years ago (decade's in trans years) is still a vivid memory from the darkness, the racing heart, the feel of the cold night air on me and the sound of someone passing nearby. For what was a simple, short evening walk round the block

I thought it was impossible and that I could never do it.

I guess if you want a lesson it's that you can do it.

Thursday, 20 November 2014

Cult Of Apple

When it comes to Apple I've never understood the fanboi / cult of Apple which surrounds their products. For the most part their products are well built, mainly stable, sometimes bloated (iTunes), fun to use or useful. But then the same can be said of rival products whose users don't have as many media outlets.
Although inflicting music a lot of your customers don't want is definitely a no-no. U2 and Apple have many things in common, especially coming up with creative and legal ways to avoid paying tax in their home country. Anyone whose been on public transport surrounded by teens will hear Samsung whistles aplenty and talk of Whatsapp and Facebook not Face Time with Where The Streets Have No Name blasting out the speaker.