Merry Christmas

carolersHave yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light

From now on,
Our troubles will be out of sight


Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,

garlandFrom now on,
Our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.


Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow

Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now


America, The Disgraced Super-power

For the choice of Trump reveals most Americans as immature and prone to juvenile behavior. To vote for Trump is the ultimate act of political immaturity. There are, of course, identifiable reasons why many were drawn to the flamboyant candidate, why his demagoguery resonated, why his exaggerated imagery struck a receptive nerve. However, for that emotional response to translate into the actual selection of this man to be president crosses a critical threshold. Children – at times – let emotion rule their conduct. Children only weakly feel the imperative to impose logic and a modicum reason on their impulses. Children disregard consequences. Children overlook the downside in their implicit weighing of the balance in giving in to those impulses or not. Grown-ups do not.

Source: America, The Disgraced Super-power | The Huffington Post

To be strictly accurate, more Americans voted for Hillary than The Donald, but I can’t help thinking, “For US, read UK; for presidential elections, read Brexit referendum.”

Little Box

Some Christmas humour from the excellent Simon’s Cat.

Leavers are angry, for their lies will return to haunt them

The only thing worse than sore losers are sore winners. They have the victory, the field is theirs, but still they scream bitter abuse at the defeated.

Source: Leavers are angry, for their lies will return to haunt them | Nick Cohen | Opinion | The Guardian

How you can turn a lie into a truth (according to the sinister Brexit playbook)

What Kahneman and other researchers have empirically confirmed in their work is that the majority of people are ‘System One’ or ‘quick’ thinkers in that they make decisions on impulse, feeling, emotion, and first impressions, rather than ‘System Two’ or ‘slow’ thinkers who seek information, analyse it, and weigh arguments in order to come to decisions. System One thinkers can be captured by slogans, statements dramatised to the point of falsehood, and even downright lies, because they will not check the validity of what is said, but instead will mistrust System Two thinkers whose lengthier arguments and appeals to data are often regarded as efforts to bamboozle and mislead.

Source: How you can turn a lie into a truth (according to the sinister Brexit playbook) – Top Stories – The New European

I sure that not everyone who voted leave is a System One thinker, but I guess these are the ones who keep claiming that they’re not stupid, but can’t provide any explanation for their decision based on evidence and reason.

Old Jokes

I have an Outlook PST file that I have religiously copied from one computer to the next for more than 15 years. The file is named humour.pst; it hasn’t been used since the year 2000. I decided to have a look through the emails to see if there was anything notable. I found this:

Diana always wanted an expensive car—a status symbol to drive around and be seen in. She scrimps and saves, goes to the BMW dealer, and plops down several years income for a brand new state-of-the-art, computer-enhanced, kick-ass, dream mobile. She’s driving off. Decides she wants some music and searches for the radio.

The dashboard looks like a control panel at NASA. She fiddles with this button, that gizmo…  jiggles these and those, but finally gives up. Can’t find the damned thing.

Furious, she races back to the dealership, screams at the salesman and tells him they forgot to install the radio!

He assures her it’s right there in front of her. It’s hooked into the onboard computer. All she has to do is tell it what she wants.  He demonstrates: “Classical,” he says.

The car fills with the sounds of Paganini.

“Blues,” she says, and “click” a B.B. King classic plays.

She drives off amazed. “Country,” she says, and “click” a Garth Brooks tune comes on.

“Folk” and “click” Joan Baez sings about the night they drove ol’ Dixie down.

“New Age” and “click” Yanni at the Acropolis snaps on.

She’s so captivated by this new toy that she isn’t paying much attention to the road.  A driver runs a light and cuts her off.

“Asshole!!!” she screams.

“Click”… “Ladies and gentlemen, the President of the United States.”