31 Oct 2020

31.10.2020 No title? It never happened!

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Saturday 31st 52-53F, very heavy overcast but calm.  A walk to the village in the finest drizzle. The distant views were lost to patchy mist. 

I snapped away at the autumn foliage and any birds which did not immediately take their leave. The traffic was quite light at first but grew steadily in numbers.

The sun is peeking out now that I am back at home. The light in the garden trees sets off the northern, grey skies quite nicely. It was short lived. A few tiny blue patches punctuated the gloom. A solitary vapour trail was visible earlier. Backlit by an invisible source of illumination.  

The gloom continued into the afternoon. With barely a glimpse of brightness and becoming windier.



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30 Oct 2020

30.10.2020 There has to be a better way!

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Friday 30th 49F, rain from a very heavy overcast. Expected to rain for the rest of the morning. No walk and it drizzled all day.

I had to make an emergency run in the car in steady rain to the builder's merchant for plumbing parts for the new bath. Rubber gloves and masks firmly in place before leaving the car. I avoided the few browsers and the staff were protected behind clear plastic screens. 

The complications arise when deciding when to remove the gloves and mask. And, what of the risk from contaminated shopping? The staff have to handle each item to scan it. I also had to input my pin code manually. Because I'd gone just over the card's security blanket limit. All this handling and personal contact seems very unnecessary in these days of Jinping Plague, wireless labelling and stock control.

As I buy many of our vital items online, these days, there is a regular snowfall of email requests for scoring the dealer's performance. Many online dealers promise and pride themselves on same day dispatch. Many dealers work hard to promote an image of efficiency and customer care. Including track and trace.

Logic suggests that you should score the dealer on their performance alone. What then, if a surly driver dumps your goods on the front lawn in the rain and runs? What then if the freight company falls down on the job and delays your item for another day? Or even longer?

There is a clear need to find a better way of distributing parcels to customers which maintains the ambitions of the online supplier. Amazon is trialling drone delivery. How that works for literally millions of parcels per day is quite another matter. "Air traffic control" and avoiding competitor's flights takes on a whole new meaning. Do we really want creaming drones constantly filling our days [and nights] for every whim?

There is still no standard for public parcel acceptance despite most people being at work during normal delivery times. The US seems plagued by parcel theft judging by all the YT videos. Can a standard security cabinet be developed to allow secure storage until the occupant returns? Cannot the parcel be wirelessly, security tagged to the house? So that removal from the delivery point, without customer intervention, results in a siren? 

Danish privacy rules for security cameras mean that the home owner may not survey public thoroughfares. So identifying a parcel thief and quite possibly their vehicle, becomes seriously problematic. No doubt technology will eventually match these demands for security. Or, everybody will work from home in future. 

Or, remain unemployed while the AI robots take over literally everything. Where will the paying customers come from then? Dystopian futures ignore the fact that somebody has to make a profit. Slaves don't have the means to buy all the stuff which keeps the world on the daily commuter run. Who else can feed the 1%'s money printing machine, but us? 


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29 Oct 2020

n?29.10.2020 Does one descent make an autumn?

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Thursday 29th 47-52F, variable wind and solid overcast. Sunny periods promised. Autumn has descended upon us. Ochres suddenly compete with umbras and sienna for attention. As buildings pop out of the scenery from behind once-concealing trees.

The Jinping Plague continues to plague us. With its new records of infections and sheer numbers lining the emergency wards. Small birds flit from tree branch to shrub to tall weed in the blink of a [jaundiced]  eye. 

Solitary crows transit the prairies carrying conkers in gaping beaks. Mink gulls mill noisily over serried ranks of long, low sheds. Fenced and abandoned. Like strings of railway carriages, from a forgotten era, going nowhere soon.

 

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