Category Archives: Safety and Security

Steadfast in Friendship

it’s a good life for those who don’t weaken and break

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a friend in need is a friend indeed

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a steadfast friend is unchanging and faithful

behave constantly, honestly, and courageously

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a true friend is trustworthy, honest, open, and supportive

live with passion and conviction even in the face of opposition

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a sure friend is dependable, reliable, constant, and unwavering

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be like the cliff against which the waves continually break

but it stands firm and tames the fury of the waters around it

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

a steadfast friend is there for you

in good times and bad

Random Jottings ~ Never

never give up on life

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it’s worth waiting for

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some say that life’s a bitch

until they marry a bastard

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never give up on what you want

because giving up means he wins

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It’s very nice to go travelling

because you get to be a long way away from your spouse

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for some people being alone is safe

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alcohol does not cure all ills

but it helps a lot

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

just when you thought you were supposed to be draining the swamp

Chronic Stress, Anxiety, and Depression

many of the casualties from the coronavirus will be from preventable chronic stress

the torment of chronic stress can kill you

It’s very difficult for me to write this.  I’m confused, fatigued, and fearful.  Who would know that 475 days of enforced isolation could do this to an otherwise healthy person?

For more than a year I’ve been prevented from seeing my friends, going anywhere, or enjoying myself in a normal human manner.  For more than a year I’ve angry, anxious, and distressed, and for most of the time I wouldn’t admit that to myself or to another person.

Although I knew I wasn’t ‘right’ nor ‘healthy’, I didn’t know just how bad it was until I booked a (perfectly permissible), short break in the Mediterranean sunshine of Gibraltar.  Just booking the trip filled me with apprehension, but then it got worse.  I had a severe panic attack; insomnia, nausea, confusion, sweating, headaches, and memory loss.

All of those and more physical symptoms can be attributed to chronic low-level stress and anxiety.  What I had done in merely booking a short trip to get me out of this place was to allow my mind to write a cheque my body wouldn’t cash.

I need help to recover, and I know that with some support I can get over this whole coronavirus insanity.

Of course, if I tell our National Health Service any of this I will be instructed to go into strict self-isolation for 10 days.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

it’s Catch-22

you are damned in you do

and damned if you don’t

Signs that He’s a Jerk

there are lots of weirdos and jerks out there
that doesn’t mean you have to date one

he’s a politician

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he’s married with kids

and often sees other women

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he talks about himself too much

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he constantly talks over you in public

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he makes no effort to look good for you

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he’d rather watch porn than be with you

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he expects you to pay your half of the check

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he’s flaky, ghosts you, vanishes with no explanation

won’t let you call him at home

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he’s a manipulator, steals from you, lies to you, is often angry

makes you feel like you’re walking on eggshells

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

he drinks a lot

Covid Inoculation

they say that it’s safe
and you can’t get safer than safe

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I had my second covid shot yesterday, and there have been no obvious side-effects.  The one and only reason I have had these injections is because I want to travel, and going anywhere ‘abroad’ seems like it will only be possible if you can prove that you have been vaccinated.

As I stated in my earlier blog about governments’ misleading statistics, the chances of me testing positive for the virus are less than 1 in 300, and the chances of me getting very sick from covid are less than 1 in 500.  Far more people will die from cancer than will from the coronavirus, (and all cancer treatment and testing has been stopped for the duration of the alleged pandemic).

NOBODY knows what the long-term effects of these vaccines might be.  But, what the fuck, I’d rather enjoy whatever time I have left than live as an isolated and frightened hermit.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

of course I could go crazy later and marry a dog

Rejection in Relationships

a healthy relationship doesn’t drag you down

misery is never acceptable

Who here has never been dumped?  I have, more than once, and it hurts.  However, I firmly believe that what hurts worse than being rejected and dumped is being rejected by your spouse or partner while the relationship goes on between you.  You are still mostly living together, but that’s the most you can say of it.  You may even be having sex, but it’s lacking in intimacy and is nothing more than satisfying some animal lust.  Bad sex is worse than no sex at all, and in a toxic relationship sex is all about power.

Everything in the world is about sex except sex.  Sex is about power.  ~  Oscar Wilde

Some signs of being rejected inside a relationship are that you avoid being together, you hardly ever talk and when you do there is no real communication, communication descends into arguments, recriminations, and raised voices, you don’t trust your partner at all, one of you drinks far too much, and the chances are that you are being cheated on.  Anyhow, if your partner is rejecting you then you already know.  Being rejected can hurt for a while, being rejected inside a relationship makes you miserable forever, or until you find the courage to walk out.

If you don’t trust your partner / spouse, if you don’t let them anywhere near your money, if you go to counseling alone or to a 12 step group, if you are being mentally, psychologically or physically abused, if you feel like a doormat, if you are always walking on eggshells ~ then it’s time to have an escape plan.  The thing is that, anyone who can subject someone they profess to care for to the misery of rejection is themselves a deeply damaged person.  In psychology Anti-Social has some very specific meanings, it describes someone who has no conscience, no empathy, no sense of right and wrong, no guilt.  Anti-Social people are promiscuous, often abuse alcohol and drugs, they cheat and steal, are narcissistic, and often they will break the law; things like petty theft or driving under the influence.  Someone who will reject their partner or spouse is deeply Anti-Social.

And beware because simple rejection can escalate into Gaslighting, a form of extreme psychological abuse.  If you suffer from anxiety, depression, question your own sanity ~ then you are being gaslighted.  If that is you, and you sometimes fear for your own safety, or even your own life, then it’s not time to walk away, it’s time to run.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

feeling like a prisoner is never acceptable

Lockdown Day 300

the end of civilisation as we know it?

Here in England it’s the 300th day of lockdown, quarantine, and self-isolation.  The economy has tanked, officially there are 1.9 million unemployed, and about 5.5 million are on unproductive furlough.  About half the UK workforce, some 14 million people, are ‘working from home’.  You can’t get a non-coronavirus doctor’s appointment for love nor money, some 4.6 million people are waiting for ‘non-emergency’ surgical procedures, 600,000 cervical smears have been cancelled, and our National Health Service is said to be close to meltdown.

I have no faith in any of these numbers, just as I have no faith in the ability of the British Government to act sensibly in the face of the ‘COVID-19 pandemic’.

If you’re interested, I’ve been feeling like crap for weeks.

Mind how you go.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk,net

immunisation, the great hope for freedom?

It’s a Mad, Mad World

it’s a crazy world out there ~ be a rational anarchist

how long before we see these scenes again?

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse along comes the penultimate act of the presidential election in the United States.  Depending on who you want to believe the ‘occupation of the capitol’ was either a peaceful protest gone wrong, or a violent insurrection presaging another American Civil War.  Patriots or Anarchists?

The best thing I’ve heard is that President Trump has been banned from twitter.  The truth of it is that nobody with even half a brain should ever use twitter in any way, shape, or form.  Twitter is merely the modern equivalent of the washroom wall.

Here in Blighty our parliament has approved the latest tranche in our never-ending lockdown ~ to last until the end of March.  Today, England is now in lockdown day 290.

The compulsory wearing of face masks, lockdowns, and now mass vaccinations ~ any student of history who has even so much as glanced at the literature on the Spanish Flu pandemic of 1918 knows that nothing governments and the medical professions do is going to make much difference to the numbers infected, and the people who sadly get very sick and die.  However, here in England the over-zealous police are gleefully throwing their not inconsiderable weight around as though they alone know how to control the coronavirus.  Woe betide you if you leave home without a very good reason, or you get caught without a face-nappy, try to drive to McDonald’s, or have a visitor in your home.

It’s always the way that if you grant someone in uniform a little authority they will tend to abuse it.  Give someone in uniform an inch and they will try to recreate George Orwell’s 1984.

The insane saga surrounding the mass vaccination programme here goes grimly on.  It seems that each consignment of vaccination doses has to be approved by some bureaucratic nonsense called the Medicines and Healthcare Regulatory Agency, and that approval process takes three bloody weeks per batch.  Those first in line for the jab are the over 70s, but there are only 7 mass vaccination centres around England.  How many over 70s do you know who still drive?  Madness.

Some say that Boris Johnson is doing a marvelous Job.  And that our Health Service is the best in the world.  All I know is that I’ve stopped believing most of what I see and hear in the news.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

Marmaduke doesn’t want to get arrested

I Have a Problem

sometimes, even I can’t fix everything

somewhere in there is a busted part

Well, I failed at repairing my heating / hot water system.  The part I ordered and fitted yesterday rectified one fault, but obviously it wasn’t the main problem.  There’s now a lot of pretty lights working on the gas boiler’s control panel, but the important indicator light, the one that says the gas is lit, remains obstinately dark.

I could investigate further and try another fix, but I won’t do that for three very important reasons;

  1. I don’t have the special tools one needs to work on gas appliances.  Crucially these special tools include a gas leak detector.  Although gas is actually odorless, a stenching agent is added so one can smell a very bad gas leak.  But a leak small enough to be undetectable by human olfactory senses can still be extremely dangerous.
  2. I do not have easy access to the parts I might need to undertake a repair.
  3. Legally, all gas work should only ever be carried out by an appropriately qualified engineer.  In the UK that means you have to on the Gas Safe Register, and renew your qualification every year.  I haven’t been a qualified gas engineer for 15 years or so.

Today I’ll find a properly qualified engineer who is working during this current draconian lockdown, and make an appointment to have someone come and look at my lack of heating and hot water problem.

Actually, wanting to have fixed this gas boiler problem myself is not a money issue, it’s more that I don’t like strangers in the garret, and neither does Marmaduke.

Failing to repair something is a huge blow to my self-esteem.  But needs must when the Devil drives.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

good old Marmaduke

he’s all ready to help

 

Waiting for Something Good to Happen

surely nothing else can go wrong
because all this is slowly tearing me apart

Losing and feeling helpless isn’t something I’m good at.  I never lost a business contract that I really wanted to win.  I’ve never done unrequited love, if she didn’t want me I’d walk away and never look back.  And I have never let people ruin my life with the specious argument that we are all going to die if we don’t behave like good little boys and girls and go to our rooms when we are told to.  Come to that I have never let some spotty jerk tell me I can’t get on a flight I have paid for, not when I had every fucking piece of documentation imaginable.

It’s smegging unimaginable that the politicians supposedly running this once great country are seriously debating whether or not they should Cancel Christmas.  This must be a bad dream.  But no, if you read the news today there are far too many health officials and government advisors saying that if we have fun at Christmas we will all die.  And WE MUST PROTECT the NHS. This is the world we live in today.

I thought that the National Health Service existed to protect me, not the fucking other way around.

And our fathers fought and died for this.

It’s not as though my personal life is any better.  Once again I will be spending the holidays alone in the garret.  I haven’t actually spoken to another human being for weeks, not in person.  And as for romance?  No fucking chance.

I am wondering what I have to do to make something sensible and enjoyable out of my life.  I remember what it was like to have fun.  I  even remember what it was like to know love.  I just don’t think I will ever have those good things again.  I see years and years of being alone, stretching on and on and on.  I just can’t take this.

You know what?  Right now I think I’d do just about anything to get out of here.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

is the prison only in my mind

or is it real?

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