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Post by And Kevin 2024 on Mar 17, 2020 16:20:14 GMT
But what children? your engineer was a child once. And how many read PETA's site? I know I don't, and I also know there's little I can do about what they report on, and a lot of it is outside the UK so totally out of UK and EU legislation. It's also a puzzle what they report on in some instances because most meat sold in the UK is farmed in the UK under stringent UK laws.
You are probably right about not too many people reading Peta's site, which is a pity because even a virtual housebound person like me, can play a part. I sign petitions, get Parliament to debate issues, write to companies and organiisations and generally hector those who are not only abusing animals but seem to have no thought about the planet we are leaving our children. I can assure you Kevin we have had many sucesses.
In all industries there are those who put profit above decency, but thankfully they are now in a minority, and soon caught out and shut down, at least in the UK and most of the EU. Animal Rights groups have been making it public and policing it for as long as I can recall, first attacking labs that tested on animals. Now illegal to do so, and boasted about by many companies. But the world is a big place and the legislation of other countries is hard to change. Take chopping down forests in SAm to grow palm olive. We cannot really stop them, but cutting off the demand for it may do. At least huge companies like Iceland have removed it from all their products here.
I used to be a vegan but am now a vegetarian. However as a vegan our group visited some abbatoirs that were very careless. They would not stun the creatures properly and these helpless animals would be strung up by their legs, fully conscious, and sent for slaughter. We played a part in stopping some of these terrible practices, but it still goes on in the UK and elsewhere.
Elsewhere is the keyword there. Thanking most beef and pork sold in the UK is from the UK or Ireland, and the shops make a point of boasting about it. Mind you, I mostly only eat fish and chicken.
PS. Kevin, thank you for noticing that I hadn't added my name to my cover. I might have used it like that. What a disaster!! Anyway I have deleted the image I put on here and have put the cover with my name in "covers."
No problem. I keep every stage of my covers, some have no text on at all, and I have to double-check they are not what I am uploading!
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Post by ronmiller on Mar 17, 2020 16:37:44 GMT
I think that what Larika meant about emulating someone being nice being different than being nice for its own sake was that there might be a difference between merely acting nice, that is, merely giving the impression of being nice, and being genuinely sincere about it.
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Post by Retread-Retired-Cameron on Mar 17, 2020 16:55:20 GMT
I think that what Larika meant about emulating someone being nice being different than being nice for its own sake was that there might be a difference between merely acting nice, that is, merely giving the impression of being nice, and being genuinely sincere about it. I understand, and I've seen the 'acting' in action. There's that passive-aggressive nice often exemplified by comments like: 'That child never stood a chance after his mama dropped him on his head, bless his heart'.
Perhaps it would have been better stated originally had I used the word simulating in connection with 'nice'.
I'm not intrinsically nice, existing as neither good nor bad, though I do try to be civil and courteous as allowed and or practical. I also tend to adapt a bit too well to the environments I get dropped into.
Roughly 40K words into the story I started on the 6th, time for me to get back to the protagonist's life story, as she's about to get punted into a different reality by circumstances involving a nuclear holocaust. Gamma rays do tend to warm cold hands...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2020 18:48:30 GMT
You'd be surprised. Emulating nice and being nice aren't quite equivalent. Sphinx-Cameron when you emulate someone, you imitate them. When someone you admire is nice, others will emulate them. They imitate the nice person because they admire this particular characteristic. In the process of emulation they become NICE themselves. You are a nice person. Oh, I agree with that. C.S Lewis said that he started off without any values but pretended to have them when surrounded by people who did. Eventually, as a side effect of pretending, he came to have values.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2020 9:10:06 GMT
This is an interesting poem by Shel Silverstein Don't Tell Me
Please don't tell me I should hug. Don't tell me I should care. Don't tell me just how grand I'd feel If I just learned to share. Don't say, "It's all right to cry." "Be kind," "Be fair," "Be true." Just let me see YOU do it, Then I just might do it too.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2020 15:05:13 GMT
I think that what Larika meant about emulating someone being nice being different than being nice for its own sake was that there might be a difference between merely acting nice, that is, merely giving the impression of being nice, and being genuinely sincere about it. I understand, and I've seen the 'acting' in action. There's that passive-aggressive nice often exemplified by comments like: 'That child never stood a chance after his mama dropped him on his head, bless his heart'.
Perhaps it would have been better stated originally had I used the word simulating in connection with 'nice'.
I'm not intrinsically nice, existing as neither good nor bad, though I do try to be civil and courteous as allowed and or practical. I also tend to adapt a bit too well to the environments I get dropped into.
Roughly 40K words into the story I started on the 6th, time for me to get back to the protagonist's life story, as she's about to get punted into a different reality by circumstances involving a nuclear holocaust. Gamma rays do tend to warm cold hands...
40 000 words?! In a few weeks? I'm so jealous.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2020 15:05:56 GMT
This is an interesting poem by Shel Silverstein Don't Tell MePlease don't tell me I should hug. Don't tell me I should care. Don't tell me just how grand I'd feel If I just learned to share. Don't say, "It's all right to cry." "Be kind," "Be fair," "Be true." Just let me see YOU do it, Then I just might do it too. This is lovely.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2020 15:08:34 GMT
But what children? your engineer was a child once. And how many read PETA's site? I know I don't, and I also know there's little I can do about what they report on, and a lot of it is outside the UK so totally out of UK and EU legislation. It's also a puzzle what they report on in some instances because most meat sold in the UK is farmed in the UK under stringent UK laws. You are probably right about not too many people reading Peta's site, which is a pity because even a virtual housebound person like me, can play a part. I sign petitions, get Parliament to debate issues, write to companies and organiisations and generally hector those who are not only abusing animals but seem to have no thought about the planet we are leaving our children. I can assure you Kevin we have had many sucesses. In all industries there are those who put profit above decency, but thankfully they are now in a minority, and soon caught out and shut down, at least in the UK and most of the EU. Animal Rights groups have been making it public and policing it for as long as I can recall, first attacking labs that tested on animals. Now illegal to do so, and boasted about by many companies. But the world is a big place and the legislation of other countries is hard to change. Take chopping down forests in SAm to grow palm olive. We cannot really stop them, but cutting off the demand for it may do. At least huge companies like Iceland have removed it from all their products here. I used to be a vegan but am now a vegetarian. However as a vegan our group visited some abbatoirs that were very careless. They would not stun the creatures properly and these helpless animals would be strung up by their legs, fully conscious, and sent for slaughter. We played a part in stopping some of these terrible practices, but it still goes on in the UK and elsewhere. Elsewhere is the keyword there. Thanking most beef and pork sold in the UK is from the UK or Ireland, and the shops make a point of boasting about it. Mind you, I mostly only eat fish and chicken.PS. Kevin, thank you for noticing that I hadn't added my name to my cover. I might have used it like that. What a disaster!! Anyway I have deleted the image I put on here and have put the cover with my name in "covers." No problem. I keep every stage of my covers, some have no text on at all, and I have to double-check they are not what I am uploading!Kevin, how did you add text under your avatar? Quote me when you answer please otherwise I'll never find it.
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Post by Retread-Retired-Cameron on Mar 22, 2020 15:29:28 GMT
I understand, and I've seen the 'acting' in action. There's that passive-aggressive nice often exemplified by comments like: 'That child never stood a chance after his mama dropped him on his head, bless his heart'.
Perhaps it would have been better stated originally had I used the word simulating in connection with 'nice'.
I'm not intrinsically nice, existing as neither good nor bad, though I do try to be civil and courteous as allowed and or practical. I also tend to adapt a bit too well to the environments I get dropped into.
Roughly 40K words into the story I started on the 6th, time for me to get back to the protagonist's life story, as she's about to get punted into a different reality by circumstances involving a nuclear holocaust. Gamma rays do tend to warm cold hands...
40 000 words?! In a few weeks? I'm so jealous. Ah, slightly over 62K words in roughly 16 days, though the day isn't finished yet. Waking up between 03:00 and 06:00 most days and focusing on Their Graces [once they wake up], writing, laundry, dishes, cooking, and the odd trip into the closest town makes the feat far less amazing.
With my first two novels I learned about orbital mechanics as in slowing down to speed up. Much less editing when I'm not pounding the keyboard like a fiend escaping from hell.
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Post by And Kevin 2024 on Mar 23, 2020 4:02:38 GMT
"Kevin, how did you add text under your avatar? Quote me when you answer please otherwise I'll never find it."
I can honestly say, I cannot remember. I found the option by accident in the Profile I expect.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2020 4:55:49 GMT
But the world is a big place and the legislation of other countries is hard to change.
Kevin You'll be surprised at what we can achieve in other countries. In India the rape laws were very lax. I remember this awful case in Dehli where a young woman was savagely raped by a group of men. The young woman died. Well we signed petirions, wrote letters and bombarded the government to tighten up the law regarding rape. Even outsiders can put pressure on Governments and organisations to bring about change,. The laws on rape have been considerably strengthened in India. Maybe we played a part in that decision. I saw this headline recently. Four Indian men convicted of the gang rape and murder of a student in Delhi in 2012 have been hanged. (BBC News 20 March 2020) I could name so many other instances where our petitions, etc have helped bring about change abroard.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2020 20:27:58 GMT
40 000 words?! In a few weeks? I'm so jealous. Ah, slightly over 62K words in roughly 16 days, though the day isn't finished yet. Waking up between 03:00 and 06:00 most days and focusing on Their Graces [once they wake up], writing, laundry, dishes, cooking, and the odd trip into the closest town makes the feat far less amazing.
With my first two novels I learned about orbital mechanics as in slowing down to speed up. Much less editing when I'm not pounding the keyboard like a fiend escaping from hell.
The only way I could do that is to not go online at all for three weeks. It's so distracting and then you want to read more and more of what's going on, then you answer a client, then you watch something, cook a huge pot of soup, take your dog out twice, talk an awful lot with friends, and then you decide you must read one chapter of the book you recommended for a book club that never happened because of corona and you fall asleep after a few lines, and then it's night and you have not written a single word except maybe the best title.
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Post by Retread-Retired-Cameron on Mar 23, 2020 21:36:52 GMT
Ah, slightly over 62K words in roughly 16 days, though the day isn't finished yet. Waking up between 03:00 and 06:00 most days and focusing on Their Graces [once they wake up], writing, laundry, dishes, cooking, and the odd trip into the closest town makes the feat far less amazing.
With my first two novels I learned about orbital mechanics as in slowing down to speed up. Much less editing when I'm not pounding the keyboard like a fiend escaping from hell.
The only way I could do that is to not go online at all for three weeks. It's so distracting and then you want to read more and more of what's going on, then you answer a client, then you watch something, cook a huge pot of soup, take your dog out twice, talk an awful lot with friends, and then you decide you must read one chapter of the book you recommended for a book club that never happened because of corona and you fall asleep after a few lines, and then it's night and you have not written a single word except maybe the best title. Hmm, very different life contexts have we.
Going online is only relevant to me [most of the time] when I'm researching something.
Clients, other than those living in the house I have none.
I do watch stuff with the spouse at odd moments, but then Their Graces intervene to cut the viewing short as we're apparently not supposed to have time alone.
Cooking, a solitary task that usually never exceeds two hours to get on the stove top.
Dog, haven't had one in years, though they are pretty tasty when you get the herb blend and cooking time correct. Sight hounds are a different matter, worthy companions I can't afford at present.
Friends, you got me there as I have few close acquaintances and for the most part my only friends in close proximity are those I serve daily. There is one person in South Carolina, and after over twenty years we still check up on each other to make sure the old gods didn't finally remember us after forgetting us both for decades.
Book club, never been in one.
I envy you the sleep part, the spouse and I often awaken at odd hours. Then there is the 'child' the spouse and I, as well as the six and three-year-old, have heard crying more than a few times [after the first few times you just accept such]. No house here before ours, no crying child to be found when an adult hears, wakes up, and looks, but the girls in their own ways ask about 'her' as well. Little man just invades our bed to snuggle between his mama and I.
Then there are the nights when characters' stories wake me up, to contemplate how best to set adventures into words before I am blessed to reenter the oblivion of sleep, only to awaken in the wee hours.
Betimes not being able to or not wanting to write is a boon.
Also a bit over 67K words at present.
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Post by Maggieguest on Mar 23, 2020 22:54:26 GMT
The only way I could do that is to not go online at all for three weeks. It's so distracting and then you want to read more and more of what's going on, then you answer a client, then you watch something, cook a huge pot of soup, take your dog out twice, talk an awful lot with friends, and then you decide you must read one chapter of the book you recommended for a book club that never happened because of corona and you fall asleep after a few lines, and then it's night and you have not written a single word except maybe the best title. Hmm, very different life contexts have we. Going online is only relevant to me [most of the time] when I'm researching something. Clients, other than those living in the house I have none. I do watch stuff with the spouse at odd moments, but then Their Graces intervene to cut the viewing short as we're apparently not supposed to have time alone. Cooking, a solitary task that usually never exceeds two hours to get on the stove top. Dog, haven't had one in years, though they are pretty tasty when you get the herb blend and cooking time correct. Sight hounds are a different matter, worthy companions I can't afford at present. Friends, you got me there as I have few close acquaintances and for the most part my only friends in close proximity are those I serve daily. There is one person in South Carolina, and after over twenty years we still check up on each other to make sure the old gods didn't finally remember us after forgetting us both for decades. Book club, never been in one. I envy you the sleep part, the spouse and I often awaken at odd hours. Then there is the 'child' the spouse and I, as well as the six and three-year-old, have heard crying more than a few times [after the first few times you just accept such]. No house here before ours, no crying child to be found when an adult hears, wakes up, and looks, but the girls in their own ways ask about 'her' as well. Little man just invades our bed to snuggle between his mama and I. Then there are the nights when characters' stories wake me up, to contemplate how best to set adventures into words before I am blessed to reenter the oblivion of sleep, only to awaken in the wee hours. Betimes not being able to or not wanting to write is a boon. Also a bit over 67K words at present.
I cannot log in withmy name. Tried twice. Your life description just made me want to stop complaining and start writing. Much harder than mine. Ok, getting offline starting tomorrow and going to write. See ya in three weeks, friends!
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Post by Retread-Retired-Cameron on Mar 23, 2020 23:09:56 GMT
Hmm, very different life contexts have we. Going online is only relevant to me [most of the time] when I'm researching something. Clients, other than those living in the house I have none. I do watch stuff with the spouse at odd moments, but then Their Graces intervene to cut the viewing short as we're apparently not supposed to have time alone. Cooking, a solitary task that usually never exceeds two hours to get on the stove top. Dog, haven't had one in years, though they are pretty tasty when you get the herb blend and cooking time correct. Sight hounds are a different matter, worthy companions I can't afford at present. Friends, you got me there as I have few close acquaintances and for the most part my only friends in close proximity are those I serve daily. There is one person in South Carolina, and after over twenty years we still check up on each other to make sure the old gods didn't finally remember us after forgetting us both for decades. Book club, never been in one. I envy you the sleep part, the spouse and I often awaken at odd hours. Then there is the 'child' the spouse and I, as well as the six and three-year-old, have heard crying more than a few times [after the first few times you just accept such]. No house here before ours, no crying child to be found when an adult hears, wakes up, and looks, but the girls in their own ways ask about 'her' as well. Little man just invades our bed to snuggle between his mama and I. Then there are the nights when characters' stories wake me up, to contemplate how best to set adventures into words before I am blessed to reenter the oblivion of sleep, only to awaken in the wee hours. Betimes not being able to or not wanting to write is a boon. Also a bit over 67K words at present.
I cannot log in withmy name. Tried twice. Your life description just made me want to stop complaining and start writing. Much harder than mine. Ok, getting offline starting tomorrow and going to write. See ya in three weeks, friends! Our context is simply different, not harder by any means.
Please check in as we do as we must in between doing as we must.
Seriously, our existences can't be that different.
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