Psychology
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Directed shame

I wanted to explore an idea, that of shame being a weaponised human emotion. This thought came to me while talking to my partner Em about a social news article we heard in the car while going somewhere. Sparked by the subject matter I asked Em what she thought, as I often do, primarily because Continue reading
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The religion of Em

My partner Em has done much less research into religions than I have, because she doesn’t value argument the same way I do, yet she certainly is as strong an atheist as I am despite that fact, and she does make good points if pushed. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that she couldn’t Continue reading
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A regular vanilla imposter

My pal is facing redundancy, and he’s around the same age as me, in his fifties, and he will be, depending on his financial situation, looking for a new opportunity (employment). It’s a difficult stage of life when it comes to job seeking if you do what we do. If we were hairdressers or bricklayers Continue reading
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Roast beef and mustard memories

We visited a farm shop, the Rhug estate near Bala in Wales. We’re not really wealthy enough to shop there regularly, but we call in for coffee sometimes on the way back from the Welsh coast. Or should I call it the Welch coast, since our trips are always focussed on history and we had Continue reading
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Road raging

We, in our naivety, believe that each of us is part of a collective, I’ve referred to this as the herd in past posts. That view is not incorrect in my opinion, but it is also not completely true. I’m going to support it and challenge it at the same time. It’s not a secret Continue reading
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At a loss

I’m going to be controversial again, remember though, before you might get upset about this post, that I have run this idea past the independent intellect that is my Em. Women are, for the most part, almost completely incapable of entertaining themselves… they need goals. This post is entirely based on my own observations and Continue reading
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I’m British and it’s my turn… (my queueing experience)

I’m going to have a rant… I’m sick of shit service, I’m sick of queuing, and I’m sick of fancy coffee. My pal Dave and I are at a services near Birmingham just off the M5 in England. Birmingham is the second most populated city in the UK after London. Dave drives an electric car, Continue reading
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The graph for everything

I often repeat myself, I know this. I am going to return to a thing I have blah’d on about more than once. The reason is that I think (yes me, that ego), there is a lot more to it than initially surmised. In question we have my absolute fav, the Dunning-Kruger Effect, a scientific Continue reading
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Deliberate Abstract

When a circus is in town they put up posters, you could see and know it was a circus flyer from the back of a galloping horse as you passed, you’d likely even catch the venue and date. Yet when you see a planning application stapled to a telegraph pole, that fucker couldn’t be harder Continue reading
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Leaning in too far

Quite a few years ago I had a step son, he’d be an adult now of about 26. Maybe he has a family of his own and he’s as happy as can be, don’t know, I don’t often think about him. The point is I once had a son, so I kind of know, think Continue reading