1. The problem with the idiocy in Sweden, the all-feminist governments and so on, is that they do such damage first before the people reject them … and by then, it’s too late – the bastards are inside the country, unremovable, doing their worst daily. And we “haters” told them so over and over and over:
This is mainly for those outside the British Isles, with us having had a lot of American music of late. The first number could not be anything but English in its approach:
The second and third are sometimes called Celtic but what they mean is pagan/satanic, which was the human sacrifice culture before the advent of Christianity.
The Wicker Man presented the Christian in the worst possible light as a mad fanatic and the pagans as some sort of good – presumably locking up humans in a cage and burning them to death is not fanatical. Anyone know of another world religion like that?
Yep, same origin. You’d feel safe with these crazies coming at you?
Anyhow, the music is nice from a safe distance:
Most unusual version of this, with only two of the verses:
Here are the Loreena McKennitt words:
My love said to me my mother won’t mind And me father won’t slight you for your lack of kind* Then she stepped away from me and this she did say It will not be long love ’til our wedding day.
She stepped away from me and she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there And she went her way homeward with one star awake As the swans in the evening move over the lake**.
The people were saying no two e’er were wed But one has a sorrow that never was said And she smiled as she passed me with her goods and her gear And that was the last that I saw of my dear.
I dreamed it last night that my true love came in So softly she entered, her feet made no din She came close beside me and this she did say It will not be long love till our wedding day.
* kind – sort of people, species
** swans – how do they move? They glide, do they not?
Except that she’s changed the words from the Irish original, which went:
My young love said to me, “My mother won’t mind, And my father won’t slight you for your lack of kind.” And she laid her hand on me and this she did say, “Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day.”
And she went away from me and moved through the fair, And fondly I watched her move here and move there. And then she went homeward, just one star awake Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake.
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in, So softly she came that her feet made no din. And she laid her hand on me and this she did say, “Oh, it will not be long, love, till our wedding day.”
For the thick among us or those in denial, if she doesn’t walk but glides, she doesn’t step away but moves, if she glides like a swan, if she comes to him dead – for what purpose would you say that is?
And he did not dream it, she actually came to him in the original.
Which leads to the obvious question – why did Loreena McKennitt and other well known singers feel the need to change the words? Why those particular, critical words?
Let me ask another – why did revised versions of the New Testament change Ephesians 6:12 from a clear sense of spiritual wickedness to that of bad mortals who rule us?
Sandy Denny [English, not Celtic], sings the original below, the words unhidden:
Which raises certain questions about the subterfuge of the Celts or in particular, the Irish. And which political leader is well known for his Fenian sympathies?
Now, rather than let this go, I listened to other versions and if the Celts/occultists did it, e.g. Van Morrison or the occult groups like B Tribe, they changed the words. In B Tribe’s case, they even omitted the final verse altogether and thus avoided the unpleasantness.
But English singers use the Irish original – interesting, eh? And you can always tell the difference – English music lacks the deep emotion, the pathos, even the beauty which weaves a spell around you, it’s far more matter-of-fact, you could say it’s more masculine. The Celtic music though has so many female exponents, because they have the sense of emotion and pathos. Of course there are many Irish males who sing but look at the plethora of Celtic girl groups and singers.
I’m waiting for someone to come at me about the Mummers’ Dance – this is Wiki on the Loreena McKennitt version:
“The Mummers’ Dance,” a hit song from the album The Book of Secrets by Loreena McKennitt, refers to a springtime traditional mummers’ play as performed in Ireland.
And lastly, my family are half English, half Irish – what a mess, these mixed marriages.
This post was for those outside these isles who might not know of our history but underneath the so-called “united” kingdom name are two quite opposed tribes, spiritually and thus our eternal internal warfare.
Thought it time to pause and look at one issue only, in this case, empty buses:
Don’t think it’s just rural, although it’s more keenly felt on narrow roads in the country. In the city, it’s also an issue, especially when pensioners on bus passes hog the buses for themselves.
Did I say “themselves”? I’m one of them but won’t admit to it. In fact, I have no bus pass on a matter of principle. As long as my pins work well, I refuse to be decrepit – call that arrogant foolishness but there it is.
I don’t know the solution to the bus issue, maybe you do.
[The desktops I use, like the headers, always try to show escape routes, pathways out, with nice foregrounds]
You have to be organised:
For a start, there are emails constantly coming in and I use the Google system for myself – the block arrow is for stand-alone posts, the star for part of the name-day as I call them.
The name-days take the most work so on a tight day, they’d be first to be postponed.
The quality of the incoming really helps – Chuckles, haiku, Microdave, others too, deliver in a way where the heading indicates the thought pattern [which I’ve learnt to trust] and also often gives me my intro.
Meanwhile, the Twitter screenshots you can see in the desktop pic above are ready for posting. The “paste as new image” facility on GIMP is a wonder for this and speeds up the whole image processing – cropped and sized in seconds.
Then there is the MSM, where I like to take whole headers and their urls, although The Express is terrible for not letting one do that.
I get quite impatient with things not delivered in a usable fashion and the worst for this are:
1. Sites which love themselves and when you go there, e.g. Bloomberg, Time, Mail, Telegraph, they say well well well, here you are, just wait a minute and a half for the site to fully load with c**p you will never look at, and then we’ll allow you, in a controlled way, to access certain information but not others, and if you wish to comment, we’ll put you through hoops firstly because we want tabs on you.
Eff that, I click out, even if it was interesting and would have been good in a post. Also in this category are sites where the pop-ups start. As I’ve mentioned before, of course ads and pop-ups can be stopped but I can’t afford to because sometimes they are usable, plus I want to know the sites doing it so as to avoid them in future. One which has got very bad of late is PMJ and another is Breitbart – just what these head honchos are thinking I don’t know.
In short, if a site places obstacles in the way and no disclaimer about why, I do say what’s going on – geh zum Teufel. Actually, they probably came from there.
2. The software itself – anti-spam, WordPress, Blogger, Google, quirks all over the place as Ivan, Dearieme and Amfortas know, DR sometimes and they are simply not doing what they say they are doing. I’m pressing the right buttons, I’m even going inside and clearing things which could get in the way – and I’m talking about those which will not bring the site down – but still they will not do what they undertake to do.
This is a right royal pain, especially with annoying things such as the way WP, when you start a list, will always indent using “ol”s and I don’t want that. I have to go to html mode and clear it, then do it manually. Lists should be easy, they’re not. And yes, I have switched off all automatic annoyances such as spell checking – I spell better than them anyway – these things just get in the way and slow the process down.
Google are going to ruin Gmail next week with a new system of display and I’ve tried it already – it’s rubbish and it’s only being done because script kiddies must have something to justify their salaries. Google and all other giants like that always make the succeeding model more childlike, with big logos and print, only allowing things to display according to usage – no, I want to see it all there at all times so I can decide what should be clicked or not!
But they’re into treating people like children, knowing people will become increasingly like children – just look at the left at the moment. Eff that, I want everything there at the fingertips that I’d need. While I had Ubuntu, that was excellent for straight play – the lists were down the side, all was well, there was none of this “creative, big picture” rubbish some script kiddy invented. Badly too.
Techies reading this know I am halfway to them from regular users, maybe one-third of the way – as one becomes technically better, the more one demands control over the process. However, those guys live in an Elysian, ethereal, non-user-friendly tech world and often can’t see that this is social media here, a different other thing to scripting/coding and it needs interface with what most people are using. I’m stuck in this one-third way world.
People, I’m seriously not moaning, that’s what we have, that’s what it is, I’m delighted to still be doing this, this post is just opening up a bit about the process, how the posts get up onto screen each day.