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And so we wake today to the sad news of the likely loss of Scott from Frightened Rabbit.

This in the week that Coronation Street addressed the same issue. (Episode edited by my amazing sister as an aside).

We’ve recently had Project84 in the UK, demonstrating the sheer volume of the problem. We’ve had Professor Green make BBC documentaries about this. The statistics are as incredible as they are shocking.

84 men per week, lost to themselves. That’s 12 every day.

That’s very likely 3 men since you sat down at work after your lunch.

Closer to home, Headland and Gef The Mongoose here on the Isle of Man are doing their bit in raising awareness, and it’s great that they are sticking their heads over the parapet.

And yet…

People still take the piss out of a footballer for crying with emotion when he announces his departure from the club he has been at for 16 years. The only top flight club he’s played for. Grow up, dickheads.

Even “boring” James Milner sank to the floor in tears when Liverpool qualified for the Champions League final a couple of weeks ago.

James “cuppa and a rich tea, then I’ll finish the ironing” Milner for fucks sake. What’s wrong with emotion? Nothing.

Closer to home, our own little island has a well-publicised underfunded health service, encompassing mental health, facing further cuts.

It’s OK, though. The government have enough money to buy a shipping company…

Some further reading if you’re even still reading this rant:

https://thebookofman.com/mind/mental-health/male-suicide-coronation-street/

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Anti choice

**warning** opinion and language ( also essay) ahead…

A couple of weeks ago, there was a demonstration held here on the Isle of Man against some proposed reform to our abortion law. It was raining heavily. I wrote this, but didn’t want to inspire any further “heated debate” on social media on the day. It’s all calmer now, so here goes.

Such fitting weather for that anti-choice shower of bastards to be out in. No, you’re not pro-life, you’re anti-choice, deal with it.

May you all get piss-wet through, catch a cold, and have a thoroughly miserable christmas break.

Hearsay follows:
I saw a post on Facebook yesterday saying that they wear body-cams, and use footage on their website. Often heavily edited to only include and aggressive reactions from people rather than any provoking language from themselves, and put on their website to show how theirs is ‘the good fight’. This may or may not be true, but it’s probably safer to not engage and let them shout their misogynistic outdated patriarchal bile into the void.

*Free speech and freedom to protest*

Free speech is one thing, and it is an honour and a privilege to live in a place where it’s allowed, and indeed encouraged. I have no problem with that. When they shout ‘we can’t be silenced, everyone is allowed a voice’, why do they not consider the ladies who they are silencing by not allowing them the choice to make what is clearly a very hard decision?

I *do* have a problem with inappropriate pictures in public places. In the same way you’re allowed peaceful demonstration, you’re *allowed* to take pictures of people getting down and dirty, but it’s not really appropriate to stand in the street with those pictures on a big board…

Pull up to the bumper, baby

So, a rare post from me just to get a rant off my chest.

We all know that disc/permit parking is a pain, whether you’re using a permit or a disc. Sorry in advance.

A couple of weeks ago now, a car appeared outside our front door. It is still there. Two weeks later, with no permit and no disc change, and not even a note.

What are the parking controllers being paid for exactly? That’s two weeks. In a two hour zone. Two. Weeks.

I don’t want to be the guy who “tells on them” to the government so they get fined and contacted etc. Maybe a throwback to high school where that sort of behaviour led to a none-too-brief kicking down at The Goosey, so I’ll probably just settle for sticking my tongue out at it every time I pass.

Rant over.

Driving down those city streets
Waiting to get down
Won’t you take your big machine
Somewhere in this town…

…pull up to the bumper baby”

Pull up to the bumper – Grace Jones

If you could stop laughing long enough to read this…
**Public Service Announcement**
I know of some people who blocked me a number of years ago. This is fine, because reasons.
However, in the last few weeks I have seen comments on mutual friends’ statuses from two people that I know had me blocked. They are each from very different circles of my life, and I’d find it unlikely that they would both unblock me, because… Well, why would they bother! Again, this is fine, because reasons.
If you have blocked someone, bear in mind they might be able to see your ‘public’ profile, and could well be able to send you a message. I haven’t tested the message thing (if someone doesn’t want to hear from me, that’s fine, I’m not going to wake a sleeping bear),
If you’re one of them, please do check that I’m still blocked if you like, or also feel free to refriend if you’d like.
Peace and love, crazy cats and kittens.

Silence is golden

I’ve not done a blog for this week- it’s on purpose.

I’m a little wound up. I feel a bit upset, victimised, confused, angry, bullied, and helpless about an incident. If I write about it, I’m just going to get wound up again.

So, Silence Is Golden.

Catch you next week!

Ah, an early week blog! Just to catch up on last week when I missed one.

I am sometimes described as a bit of a cynic. Well, to be slightly more truthful:- I describe myself as healthily sceptical about what we are told. Mrs Barljo describes me as “someone who’s crazy”, but I digress.

I don’t think that we’re fed the true and whole story about some things. Not to the point of “we haven’t built the International Space Station” or anything, but I think that some of the news is highly controlled.

I’m also very suspicious of marketing. I think it’s entirely possible for, say, tech manufacturers to either build-in or code-in expiry dates. I also think it’s entirely possible that, in the case of a connected item, they could (maybe) issue a remote kill code over the Internet.

All I’m saying is that I have one of the more popular games consoles. I’ve had it since shortly after UK launch date. It’s been faultless, and great value for money over the years, which is why I’m not saying which one. However, many of you will be aware that both Sony and Microsoft have recently released later models (the PS4 and the X-Box One). This weekend, for no reason, my console, completely out of the blue, bit the big one.

So, who’s crazy now?!

In closing, in case you dear readers care, I’m not sure what the next step will be. I’m not sure we’re in a position to justify getting a brand new piece of kit in terms of the use we’ll get out of it over the next few years. Maybe I’ll see what the prices are doing on amazon to replace that which has just corked it. Naturally, I’ll be taking it apart to try and fix it or even to see if I can put it back together after!

“I have only come here seeking knowledge, things they would not teach me of in college”. Wrapped Around Your Finger- The Police

I apologise in advance. It’s a very high horse I’m on this evening. I’m happy to confirm that we’re going to ACE Hire tomorrow to get a ladder so I can get down ;-).

What is people’s problem with the speed limit? 

I’m talking to you, clown in a silver Peugeot who overtook me whilst I was making the correct progress, and subsequently cut me up at speed on King Edward Road by Port Jack going uphill with cars parked on the other side of the road this evening.

I’m also talking to you, well known local printing firm van driver, inches from the back bumper of my car with my stepson, and pregnant wife in, again this evening.

That’s two examples from today alone.

It’s the law. The law isn’t negotiable- an absolute figure is given, and you’re either sticking to it or you’re not. Simple. Anything else is selfish and/or dangerous.

I’m a bit cheesed off right now and I apologise.

“Slow down you’re moving too fast, you’ve got to make the moment last”.
Feeling Groovy – Simon and Garfunkel

Never gonna give you up

Just a quick blog this week- it’s slightly hard to type at the moment, for reasons that will become clear.

There aren’t any links in this post by the way, so don’t worry about being Rick Rolled!

It’s lent, and whilst I’m not into the whole Christianity thing, it’s a good opportunity to try and give something up. I have given up biting my nails. So far, it’s going better than many times I’ve tried it before.

Just a few weeks left now!!

“Never gonna give you up”, Rick Astley

I can’t smile(y) without you

A very short entry this week.

Sometimes, the words just don’t come, and aren’t even hidden behind the white noise of thoughts.

That made me think slightly- are we losing our skill with words?  I’m a huge Douglas Adams fan, his various writings and gentle British humour are surely to be treasured.

As a result, I stumbled across the blog entry and I think I’ll subscribe to it’s theory. Once a week, no smileys.

I’ll try and avoid lol as well. I type It far more than I actually “lol”, as I’m sure we all do!

https://adasociety.wordpress.com/about/

“Can’t smile without you”, Barry Manilow

This week’s unique achievement was some DIY.

I planed a new interior door to fit the doorway, and managed to complete the task without any splinters in my testicular area, so it counts as a great success!

The Good Lady Barljo chipped in (ahah!) with excellent planing of the foot of the door, and I finished off with some sawing, before hanging to prove our work, and varnish to finish.

There was a power tool involved in drilling holes for the handle and latch (sorry Neil, I should have included a trigger warning on the post!) but that passed without incident.

I class myself as not particularly practical around the house, but the more I do, I surprise myself at what I can actually do. Things I build tend to stay built, things I put up stay up, and things I take down seem to get taken down with very little drama.

It’s a talent hidden so well, that it’s even hidden from myself- I don’t have faith in the project before I start it, and I am oft amazed when it works.

What’s a thing that you’re good at that nobody (including yourself) expects? Hit up the comments, tweet me, email me. Anything, I’m genuinely interested!

“If I had a hammer I’d hammer in the daytime. I’d hammer in the nighttime. I’d hammer all over this land.”
If I Had A Hammer – Pete Seeger