Saturday, October 26, 2019

Facebook's Marketplace & Albie the Stalking Algorithm

(from October 25, 2019)

Facebook post 10-21-19: 

So I'm wondering just what it is in my history at Facebook, maybe it's all the items I haven't bought for the home I don't own from my apartment recently, that somehow has me in some sort of algorithm where I get notifications from Marketplace for an Old Cast Iron Pipe Stove (that only MAY be functional) and a Leaf Blower?...



The Wind And The Wynne

(from October 20, 2019)

Had to say goodbye to one of the little ones this past week.



They started out as a Fabulous Five, a litter of inseparables that began here at the house along with their very noisy, very scrawny momma-cat, made their way down to the shelter and then, after one had found a home, returned uptop to the sunroom, though a little ring wormy, as a Force of Four, then it was back down to the shelter again, to isolate that ring wormyness, then a sad loss of a little long hair to a Thing of Three and then another to a new home and now a Tale of Two, while they made their way back here once again, one more new home and then to just a One of One, White Nose, or as I called him, Wynne. White Nose - "W" N" - Win - Wynne...

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Taking Trump Spin For A Spin

(from October 19)

Trump says Turkey and Kurds needed to fight 'like two kids'

So, now it’s a “he allowed” Turkish forces and Kurds to battle instead of he hung the Kurds, who fought with us side by side against ISIS, out to dry by enabling a Turkish offensive (there’s no equal battle here) that has killed at least 500 so far and displaced thousands?

So, this is the new spin, somehow Trump portraying himself as the adult in the room "Like two kids in a lot, you have got to let them fight and then you pull them apart” when in reality it was a selfish fawning child who allowed all of this to happen in the first place? The man-boy who wanted to protect his own interests, his Istanbul properties (any "America first" take should always be interpreted as Trump first) while trading an assist to one of his strong-arm thug buddies and hopefully continue to be looked upon favorably (an easy patsy) by the members of the Despot-Man Freedom Haters Club...

...the rest is here.

A Nonexistent Trickle And Snake Oil For Sale In Aisle 6

(from October 5, 2019)



(Linked in a Robert Reich Facebook post - a column from the USA Today)

Record debt and inequality gap? It's almost like 40 years of Republican tax cuts failed.

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And a shout to the majority of Americans who have never benefited from the trickle and to the minority who still vote for those who claim it will somehow still, while they laugh at you behind your back, or in some cases, right in front of your face. They call it TRICKLE DOWN for fuck's sake! They're telling you straight up that it's the scraps, the leavings, the crumbs of what is left from their really lavish tax-cut meal (then they'll try and steal your Medicaid & Medicare to help pay for dinner). Just the fact that they've been able to foist this dismissive, arrogant, condescending premise on us and pass it off as a genuine economic platform for all these years while the gap widens, and not in our favor, should tell you all you need to know about how much they care for you and also about how truly blind and gullible you really are. #tricklethis ...

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Taking Monday

(from October 14, 2019)

I like to take a Monday off every now and then always with the notion of “man, I’d like one day to just sleep in”. A day to take, if afforded amid the scrape, is one you should take if you can, if for nothing more than just a reset. Well, so much for that notion apparently, as I was awake at 7. Damn internal clocks. I blame you, work. Bastard. But, now that I’m awake, a couple of notes.

– After a quick run to the convenience store this morning for a cream cheesed bagel I have now heard Toto’s “Africa” for the 5th time since Friday. Serengeti? Really? In that convenience store and while scanning through stations in my travels with BB this past weekend. That shouldn’t happen to anyone. I won’t even say it’s not fair. It’s just unkind. And I like Toto. Screw you Universe. That’s a demerit earned.

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Another Drive, Another Game And Some Furry Hopefuls

(from October 13, 2019)

Another Friday night in the books (week 6) and another trip upwards NY Albany again for some more High School Football. This week BB (my little Scion XB for your reminder) and I returned to Shenendehowa. It was a big night for “Shen” as they guaranteed themselves a spot in the playoffs with a monster 3rd quarter as CBA kept shooting themselves in whatever feet and limbs they had left, while Shen did what they did in front of their always huge legion of fans ringing the field and crowding the stands. Huger still for Homecoming and Senior’s Night. This community truly revels in team and these Friday’s…an embraceful, vocal force. Even I get the feel and I’m pretty far removed from it. Not just the not being from here or the driving 2 hours north after leaving work early but for what I don’t recall of my High School days and Mahopac Football (probably because I had no interest). No, this is destination stuff for everyone in Clifton Park on home games and they were well rewarded in this one. Cheers to the seniors.

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A Thought For A Yesterday's Morning

(From September 29, 2019)

Yesterday morning was just a yesterday morning, usually quickly forgotten as a yesterday’s morning becomes nothing more than just that, a yesterday, then a today and then a tonight and then another yesterday … And well, let’s do it all over again.


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Sunday, October 6, 2019

Note: We Have Moved

For any of you who have found your way to this spot and sometimes return (thank you if so) I have packed up the Attic and moved it to WordPress. A lot of boxes but I think I got everything, though if you find my keys from the old house let me know. Just a sentinmental thing really. Thanks.

Frankenberr's Attic