Month: October 2008

Meditation is strange and powerful medicine. I recently had an experience where I was confronted by memories and experiences from a long time ago. Not anything specific, just memories of pain and discomfort from when I was a kid. It kept me awake all night.

Strange thing now, is that I don’t seem to have any fear. I mean, I would’t drive my car into someone or get myself killed. Not even put myself in the way of things – that would be stupid. But I just have’t got that fear of dying I used to have. I don’t feel like nothing can touch me, but just that whatever does I can handle it and get past it. A feeling of great calm.

We all have defilements in our minds that make us see things wrongly. They are usually translated as fear, anger and craving (actually there are a lot more based on combinations of them). You tend to have one defilement that appears to be the one you have to deal with and that’s what you work with first. In my case I thought it was anger. I work on this all the time. But in fact it is fear. Fear has ruled my life until now. In fact the anger is a way of coping with the fear by pushing things away. Now the fear has gone. I don’t know if this will last, but it is a good feeling.

Still have further to go than I can even imagine.

Because you’re worth it

Just fuck off Loreal!! Right now!! This should really read: You’re such a loser that the only thing you can do to make yourself feel better is slap some expensive stuff on your hair. Every time I hear this advert I feel insulted, I feel it belittles people. Sick of that Latin American lass with the nice bum telling me I’m worth it. I’m a bloke and my hair is getting thinner by the day. Go away. And you are’t worth it – you are better than it, much better!!! It’s worthless, just some stuff to make your hair and skin look nice.

I think I’ve been watching too much Channel 5.

Anti ageing creams

These do work, in fact the technology comes from some stuff that was created to help wounds heal more quickly would you believe. But I’m tired of worn-out actresses with too much foundation on in direct bright lights pretending they have no wrinkles at all shouting “I love you” into phones and running badly across cheesy film sets. Oh, yeah, and the the one where the very attractive dark haired woman plays with rubber balls while pretending to be too stupid to understand what the too-clever male voice is saying – why did this actress let these jokers belittle her sex like that? Money probably.

All of the smelly clothes stuff

Simpering women sniffing their clothes as they walk through streets – what do diamonds smell like anyway? 

The one where the woman books herself into a hotel and rolls around in her own clothes – weirdo.

The animated Bold ads – I just want my clothes to smell clean. And I hate the grinning animated figures – the look drugged out of their minds on something – your life is complete and happy if you stink of our weird chemicals that make you act like you’re about to orgasm – go away!! Don’t think so!!

Concentrated washing stuff

I’ve been a distributor for a well-known multi-level marketing company for years. Our stuff was always concentrated and has been for ever. It’s nice that you idiots have realised what damage you were doing to the environment but so what?

It does as much as a bottle that’s twice it’s size. Pardon? Not if the other bottle’s got the same stuff in it. Gibberish, unless it does exactly nothing.

The shampoo that’s got cashmere in it

Cashmere comes from shaving a goat; it’s used to make wool. How can it possibly be in a shampoo? What part of the goat is in it? Does it make you smell like a goat, or maybe its urine? Just another advertising lie. Stop it.

There’s more but that’s my top few.

Had a guy from years ago ask to connect with me on Linked In.

Thing is, he played practical jokes on me and doctored the screen of the person sitting next to me (who was an employee of the company we were working with, the bully and I were consultants). The screen had a “brown eye” on it. Put it this way, we’ve all got at least one brown eye even if our eyes are blue. The military in the UK have the term “brown eyed boy”, this means someone who curries favour. I leave you to work out what it means. The guy who sat next to me probably thought it was me doing this, and if he had complained it could have got us all sacked with no references – quite rightly. I regret to this day I never stood up to this bully and his little clique of giggling nitwits. I have no idea what this very quiet spoken decent guy had done to the bully to make him do this thing. I suspect nothing other than look like the kind of person who would’t complain – that’s all these idiots need.

I did’t want to link with him, as you can imagine. I pointed out all the things above and said if he had grown up then great, but I was’t sure I could be bothered finding out. He sent me a mail saying “other people” had said he should’t bother with me, I replied that if these other people were his little gang I could’t care less.

This is one of the problems with the all-male IT gang, there is sometimes bullying in large projects and it needs to be stepped on hard. This guy is one of the milder ones from this time, at least one other once squared up to me because I’d dared to change his (not correct) design while he was on holiday. Seriously sad. Nearly asked him to put his bits away.

I am not so naive these days.