I failed to post last night. This was not because I didn’t have anything to say. You may have noticed that I almost always have something to say. Unfortunately, we had a thundershower, and I couldn’t connect.
After two hours on the phone with a tech in India, Linda fixed the connection, sort of. It worked intermittently; today a tech support guy came from PTD and found water damage on our cable connection about 20 feet off the ground on a utility pole.
Here’s a history lesson. SNAFU is a World War II term. It was short, sort of an early text-speak, for “Situation Normal, All F--ked Up.” There were a whole bunch of those acronyms, but the only other one I remember is FUBAR, which is F--ked Up Beyond All Repair.”
So here we have this amazing high tech system, and a thundershower knocks it out for days. I am tired of technology. Actually, I’m tired of a whole range of things--energy companies that have a right to put pipelines through my farm, a Supreme Court dominated by five conservative white Catholic men, a gerrymandered state legislature that pretends to represent the people of Pennsylvania, a presidential race dominated by people like the Koch Brothers, and a citizenry, that if you took away its right to vote, probably wouldn’t even notice.
Yeah, I’m in a bad mood on this 800th anniversary of the Magna Carta, which maybe one in a hundred people even know about.
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