My therapist once told me: Imagine being bitten by a snake and, instead of treating the bite, you waste time chasing the snake to understand why it bit you and prove you didn't deserve it.
Have we just witnessed the martyrdom of an extraordinary woman?
Are we now watching the selection of a convenient fall guy? I wonder who that Patsy will be.?
“We have to create culture. Don’t watch TV, don’t read magazines, don’t even listen to NPR. Create your own roadshow.”
In 1999, Terence McKenna delivered a lecture called Shamans Among the Machines, offering a sharp critique of modern, mass-consumer culture.
It’s here that he drops one of his most famous lines: “Culture is not your friend.”
McKenna argued that mass culture isn’t designed to make us free, creative, or fully conscious, but to condition, distract, and domesticate us.
His antidote was simple: withdraw psychic energy from cultural noise and create something yourself — art, ideas, lived experience.
Creation restores agency. Passive consumption gives it away.
As he put it:
“By putting the art pedal to the metal, we maximise our humanness and become much more necessary and incomprehensible to the machines.”
In another lecture, McKenna sharpened the point:
“If you’re worrying about Michael Jackson or Bill Clinton or somebody else, then you are disempowered… This is shit-brained thinking. That is all cultural diversion.”
His message endures because our predicament remains the same. Culture will happily think for you, unless you decide to think, and create, for yourself.
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Source: Shamans Among the Machines (1999), Terence McKenna.
Rest in peace Anne Widdecombe. One of Britains last conviction politicians.
I met her once - she looked me up and down and with a look of motherly concern - said.
“Are you sure they won’t take you back into acting?”
NOBODY WILL REMEMBER
1) The size of your house
2) How busy you were
3) How many hours you worked
4) How many Gucci bags you owned
5) Your job title
6) The car you drove
7) Your salary
8) Your social media followers
9) The brands you wore
PEOPLE WILL REMEMBER:
PEOPLE WILL REMEMBER:
1) How you made them feel
2) The time you spent with them
3) If you kept your word
4) If they could count on you
5) How you listened
6) How you supported them
7) The kindness you showed
8) The memories you created
9) The respect you gave
BUT STILL PRIORITIZE THE THINGS "NOBODY WILL REMEMBER"
I hope everyone will read Dave Ramsey’s comments about going cashless. It’s a two minute read. No one has explained it better. He brings up several situations I'd never considered.
I took this picture of my receipt in my beautiful town Kerrville Texas. I support this and I can see how this could affect our kids by having gaps in work ethic, financial literacy, and community connection.
Dave Ramsey repost:
HERE'S WHAT NO CASH ACTUALLY MEANS:
A cashless society means no cash. Zero. It doesn’t mean mostly cashless and you can still use a ‘wee bit of cash here & there’. Cashless means fully digital, fully traceable, fully controlled. I think those who support a cashless society aren’t fully aware of what they are asking for. A cashless society means:
* If you are struggling with your mortgage on a particular month, you can’t do an odd job to get you through.
* Your child can’t go & help the local farmer to earn a bit of summer cash.
* No more cash slipped into the hands of a child as a good luck charm or from their grandparent when going on holidays.
* No more money in birthday cards.
* No more piggy banks for your child to collect pocket money & to learn about the value of earning.
* No more cash for a rainy day fund or for that something special you have been putting $20 a week away for.
* No more little jobs on the side because your wages barely cover the bills or put food on the table.
* No more charity collections.
* No more selling bits & pieces from your home that you no longer want/need for a bit of cash in return.
* No more cash gifts from relatives or loved ones.
What a cashless society does guarantee:
* Banks have full control of every single penny you own.
* Every transaction you make is recorded.
* All your movements & actions are traceable.
* Access to your money can be blocked at the click of a button when/if banks need ‘clarification’ from you which will take about 3 weeks, a thousand questions answered & five thousand passwords.
* You will have no choice but to declare & be taxed on every dollar in your possession.
* The government WILL decide what you can & cannot purchase.
* If your transactions are deemed in any way questionable, by those who create the questions, your money will be frozen, ‘for your own good’.
Forget about cash being dirty. Stop being so easily led. Cash has been around for a very, very, very long time & it gives you control over how you trade with the world. It gives you independence.
If you are a customer, pay with cash. If you are a shop owner, remove those ridiculous signs that ask people to pay by card. Cash is a legal tender, it is our right to pay with cash. Banks are making it increasingly difficult to lodge cash.
Please open your eyes. Please stop believing everything you are being told. Almost every single topic in today’s world is tainted with corruption & hidden agendas.
Pay with cash & please say no to a cashless society while you still have the choice.
On Saturday, after nearly a century, the long-wave transmitter at Droitwich fell silent, and the two old masts at Westerglen and Burghead with it. Most people won't have noticed. But something left the country on Saturday worth marking before it slips out of memory as well as off the air: the Shipping Forecast, in the form millions have grown up with, one of the primi among British institutions, read out on long wave to the fishing fleets and the insomniacs and anyone else still awake at the rim of the day.
If you've ever heard it, you know the odd power of the thing. "Viking, North Utsire, South Utsire, Forties, Cromarty" - a litany of sea areas most listeners will never lay eyes on, in a cadence that hasn't altered in generations, read with the calm of a voice that assumes you are out there somewhere in the dark and means to see you home. It carried far more than the weather. It was among the last things the whole of Britain still heard at the same hour: the same words, the same rhythm, meaning the same thing to a trawlerman off Rockall and a sleepless accountant in Surrey. A aesthetic paradigm of our culture; supreme utility and sublime superfluity. A country that now shares almost nothing in common still shared that.
And there's a stranger fact again, one that lifts the whole business clear of nostalgia. By long-standing account, the Royal Navy's nuclear-missile submarines, hidden somewhere beneath the Atlantic with the nation's last deterrent aboard, used Radio 4 on long wave as one of their signs of life from home. If the broadcasts kept coming, Britain was still there. If they ever stopped, and stayed stopped, the commander was to open the sealed letter the Prime Minister had written out by hand, and learn what his country wished of him in a world that no longer contained it. The same mild signal that told a fisherman the wind in Dogger was, by that account, a pulse the end of the world would have been measured against.
It is fitting, and bleak, that a broadcaster which has spent years forgetting who it was ever for should choose this, of all things, to switch off. The BBC never seems short of money for the things it wants to do. It decided the cost of the old signal was no longer worth bearing, and silenced the one transmission that asked nothing of anybody and reassured everybody. The fishermen, the old, the sleepless, the men under the sea - none of them were an audience it cared to keep.
The forecast itself survives in other forms, on other frequencies; this is not the end of it. But the signal that carried it for a hundred years, and the idea it quietly stood for - that a nation is a thing held together by small shared rituals, faithfully kept, that ask nothing and bind everyone - that has fallen silent, and it fell without a fight. We let these things go one at a time, each too small to defend on its own, until we glance up and find there is nothing left that we all still do together.
How many more will we let go?
How many more will you let go?
Rowan Atkinson powiedział kiedyś:
"Dystans jest jedyną odpowiedzią na brak szacunku.
Nie reaguj.
Nie kłóć się.
Nie daj się wciągnąć w dramaty.
Po prostu usuń swoją obecność."
Czasem odejście to nie słabość, to mądrość.
Nie przegrywasz bitwy, lecz chronisz swój spokój.
Im mniej energii dajesz tym, którzy cię nie cenią,
tym więcej masz jej dla ludzi i spraw, które naprawdę się liczą.