High Winds

The new car is painted "mangrove green" so I wanted to call it Swampy but it's Ailz's car and she prefers Bonny- so Bonny it is.

We spent most of yesterday at the Meeting House, supervising the guy who was fixing the gas boiler. We hired him because we knew he was thorough- and thorough he certainly was. The system is now "up to code"- a phrase he and Ailz were slinging around yesterday and which I'd never heard before but am going to adopt because it sounds so businesslike.

It was going dark when we finally got home and the goblins were abroad- most of them being shepherded by parents. We had three groups call on us. It was rather sweet.

The wind got up last night- and my first job this morning was righting the recycling bin and retrieving the papers and plastics that had blown into the flowerbeds.

Battle Flag

I don't like rudeness and try very hard not to be rude in any of my posts or comments- but I think people should be allowed to be rude if they really want to be because then they're getting it off their chests- and it's better to call someone a cunt than to sit there thinking it and thinking it and thinking it. As Blake said "Sooner murder the infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desire". It would be good if we could all get beyond the point where we feel the need to call people cunts but until we do we're better off letting rip.

Let's not censor ourselves and let's not censor others. That's my battle flag and I'm not taking it down..

Footnote

By the way, when I posted about censorship I wasn't really thinking about trolls and online abuse. That's a side-issue- and also important- but not what I mainly care about- which is the suppression of ideas and information.