As a matter of fact, I was unaware of Clubhouse. I suppose I can assume
that would be found at Clubhouse.com? I will have to check it out, But
that will have to come later. Right now there is still much to take care
of. By the way, as I was going through my mother's stuff as well as a
blind person can go through stuff - I suppose the papers will have to
wait until I can scan them and send them through my Open Book software -
I found a big bag of peanut butter chocolate Easter eggs. Diabetic or
not I couldn't resist one. I suppose the only way I will be able to
resist doing further damage to my blood sugar readings is to give them
away before I succumb again.
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Charles Bukowski “For those who believe in God, most of the big
questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the
God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to
new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a
command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the
teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here
to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds
and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.” ―
Charles Bukowski
On 3/30/2021 2:05 PM, Maurice Peret wrote:
Greetings all but especially to my friend, Roger.
Begging your forgiveness for my silence on this list, for I am quite
immersed in work related activities much of the days and often
evenings and weekends, as well. For a period of time over the past
half year or so, I rather fancied that I could take up my prior
political banner in a more direct fashion from decades past but alas,
twas, for a variety of reasons, too much. As mournful as I am about
the loss of your mother, Roger, I am at least gratified to hear the
solidarity in the form of condolences extended to you and to which I
add my own. I can also relate to the onset of maturing years. My wife
is just a few short years away from retirement and, even though I have
a few more before I can do so, I am growing ever weary of the rat
race. I have been in some form of employ or another since the age of
twelve and perhaps in this sense, I am very French as they say in
contrast to the American ethos, work to live rather than live to work.
I'm not knocking it, please understand, there is much to be said for
being productive, earning a livelihood, and contributing to society in
that way. It is simply that the constant changes and spinning of the
wheels for what appears to be for its own sake, has less and less
meaning or relevance to me. Perhaps it is that I am growing
increasingly cynical or glib but it is hard for me to see it. The
changes of which I reference tend to bend to the socio-political whims
of neo-liberal social engineering recognizable in the form of cancel
culture among other things. I find these phenomena most stifling and
demobilizing. These are clearly trends that come, for the past few
decades since the Clinton administration, from the left in this
culture rather than the right. I see contradictory and repulsive
attitudes and behaviors of my liberal friends all the time that mirror
the very criticisms of the right. But surely I digress.
Your loss, Dear Roger, is ever heavy on my mind. My mother will turn
79 later this year and she is feeling her age, as tenacious and
cantankerous as she remains. My father passed far to young, at the age
of 62, due to self-neglect and addiction. It is simply not easy to
lose someone as close and dear as our parents.
I imagine this will present some adjustment and rearrangements in your
life. If I can in any way offer an extension of friendship or support
at this time, I hope you will not resist reaching out to me.
Incidentally, I'm sure that many on this list have at least caught
wind of the newest social media rage called Clubhouse. What's neat
about it in contrast to Facebook is that it is all audio based, often
coupled by many with Instagram. Often is the time when perusing
Facebook that I longed to hear the voices of friends or acquaintances
from lifetimes ago. Although it is getting better, people still relate
their stories through images and photos which do me no good. Clubhouse
is not video based and it is organized into rooms and clubs wherein
you can listen in on subjects of interest of your choosing. Since I
often feel like I live in a language desert, it has been quite
wonderful to listen in and speak in rooms set up for French language
dialogue. It is by invitation only, though, so you have to rely upon
the kindness of friends and contacts to send you an invite.
Well, I suppose I've more than made up for my silence by writing ad
nauseam here. If you remember nothing else from my musings, Roger,
know that my thoughts are empathetically with you during this tough
time.
With peace and regards,
Maurice
On 3/30/21, Miriam Vieni <miriamvieni@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
Carl,
I wish you luck with the new computer. Don't forget about Bill White. His
email has changed slightly because his internet service provider has
changed. His phone number is the same. Let me know if you want to contact
him and need help. Did you ask for your new computer to be set up to look
like windows 7? I did that because there's no way that I can learn new stuff
at this point in my life.
Miriam
-----Original Message-----
From: blind-democracy-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
<blind-democracy-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> On Behalf Of Carl Jarvis
Sent: Tuesday, March 30, 2021 10:11 AM
To: blind-democracy@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [blind-democracy] Re: Much to deal with today.
When Cathy and I began our rehab business back in 1995, the future stretched
out forever. That ssimply is no longer true. And yet, we live each day in
basically the ssame manner, even though we're "retired", and we do some
frittering of Time, each day, listening to books or taking cat naps.
Which reminds me, I just bought a new(refurbished)computer. It has Windows
Tenand the current JAWS. I gave up trying to set aside time to learn NVDA
on my lap top. Part of the problem with the lap top is the difficulty I
have in using the keyboard. But part of it is that my "learning curve" is
in need of being refurbished, too. Anyway, I expect to be focused on
mastering the new computer, for a couple of weeks.
Carl Jarvis
On 3/29/21, Roger Loran Bailey <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
Re: [blind-democracy] Re: Much to deal with today.
Well it does seem like an old age, but I got too thinking about that.
My mother was almost exactly 21 years older than me. I was born five
days after her twenty-first birthday. So I thought about what was
happening when she was the same age that I am now. Good grief, that
was the year 2000. It was right in the middle of the election campaign
of that year that was taking up so much of my attention. Honestly, it
seems like current events to me.
Well, it
will be just that long until I am at the age she was today when she
died and I expect it will seem to be even shorter than the last 21
years. I am reminded of a Facebook post I saw a few days ago. It said,
"it's really weird being the same age as old people." I understand the
sentiment.
Considering how much
time it seems has passed it feels like I just got through being a
teenager. I don't feel like an old person. But that twenty-one years
until I am the age of my mother I am sure will pass really quickly for
me and, frankly, I doubt that I will get that far. At least, when she
was the age I am now back in the year 2000 her health was a lot better
than mine is right now.
___
Charles Bukowski “For those who believe in God, most of the big
questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept
the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust
to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a
command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn
the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are
here to drink beer. We are here to kill war.
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death
will tremble to take us.” ― Charles Bukowski On 3/29/2021 9:18 PM,
Carl Jarvis wrote:
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That's hard news, Roger. When my grandma Ludwig died my older sister
said to our mother, "Well, she was 92." "She was still my mother,"
mother said.
When my mother's time came, she died of cancer at the age of 84. At
the time it seemed like an old age...but now I will be 85 next month.
It's never the right time.
My thoughts are with you.
Carl Jarvis
On 3/29/21, Roger Loran Bailey
<dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
wrote:
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I suppose this is neither here nor there to you guys, but I am
mentioning it because it is strongly on my mind. It is on my mind
because I have spent all day dealing with the aftermath. My mother
died this morning. It was not with a lot of warning either. It was six
days after she entered the hospital and right up until last night
everyone was expecting that she would be discharged at any time.
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--
Charles Bukowski “For those who believe in God, most of the big
questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept
the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust
to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a
command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn
the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are
here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at
the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take
us.” ― Charles Bukowski
block quote end
block quote end
--
Charles Bukowski “For those who believe in God, most of the big
questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept
the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust
to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a
command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn
the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are
here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at
the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take
us.” ― Charles Bukowski
