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Tuesday 28th 41-42F, very dark overcast with rain. Supposed to dry up to another grey day. Breezy but only light rain on my walk. I disturbed a large, grey heron which was foraging on a roadside field. A grey, miserable day with rain at intervals.Wednesday 29th 38-42F, cloudy, but the promise of sunny periods. Or no sunny periods at all. Eeny meany miney, mo?
It rained as I turned off into the lanes. Then it stopped. So I plodded on further uphill to capture the gloom. Sunny periods later in the morning! Though with plenty of cloud. 😎
Thursday 30th 44F, dark overcast with fine rain. Walkies! It was that particularly wet, fine rain. I could hear it falling on my hood and see it crossing the fields like mist on the westerly wind.
Our lives are based entirely on superstition. It contains us, restrains us and maintains us in crawling, stop-go, forward motion. We assume so much based on so little evidence. We leave the house in the morning confident we shall return without fail. We believe that we will always find enough food, enough warmth, enough money, enough "things" to survive happily into old age. While totally ignoring all the evidence that our pitiful diet and total lack of exercise will kill us sooner than we believe. That going heavily into debt is a sensible way of living.
The evidence is against us that we can drink and drive and use the mobile phone behind the wheel while drugged. Ice on the road has no more meaning than illegal speed. It doesn't register beyond the opaque walls of superstition. We believe we will not meet our end, let alone a patrolling, police car.
The evidence, of the unbelievably vast number of fines, deaths and injuries, suggests that most drivers speed illegally at least most of the time. Our belief is that speed cameras do not exist. Nor do they register your speed. And if they did it would be grossly "unfair." So unfair, that drivers will frequently attack the staff in the radar van or official personnel beside the road. Some drives actually believe that cyclists and crossing patrol persons are sent from hell just to torment them alone.
We believe that the right car, the right model, the right colour, with the right wheels and the right accessories will make us invincible on the road, at work and in society in general. Audi/BMW spend hundreds of millions perfecting the suspension and handling of their cars. So that drooling morons can overshoot most corners. The rest are cutting every corner because they are simply too lazy to drive all the way around despite the double white lines.
Each generation becomes more lazy than the last and still believes it is a good thing to do less. We complain when the TV remote control does not perform when once we would have to rise from our chairs to turn an ugly knob. We complain while wait for lift when the evidence shows that climbing the stairs would prolong your miserably impatient life by a full decade.
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