Back To Old Haunts

Okay, pictures are out, I have a dial up connection now. Even my browser barely loads. So what do I blog about from now on? I need to do it mostly in text. Subjects of course are galore. And I do have some hidden readers when I go totally on the attack on some of these. They like it I think, and no wonder, their sado-masochist tendencies are only too obvious.

So Should I revert back to my former subjects? Our poor perpetrators also seem to need something to do. They have been enjoying too much of a respite for some time. It would not do to keep them idle all the time. It seems an interesting idea.


My poor friend who is under severe electronic assault has been requesting me to let his plight known to the world for some considerable time now. But I was hoping that my inactivity would egg him on to write about them him. Well it’s a no go in his case anyway. He considers himself too ineffective as a word warrior. Which possibly mean that I am somewhat better equipped for it. The implied compliment is all right and I enjoy such things every now and then. But all the same its hard work reading up on the stuff and putting his jumbled words into some legible format.

Well, I can’t really complain as I want to help him and also bring the rising or prevalent evil of the silent influence into the open. This of course is a fact of life now. None seem to notice it and we are getting used to the slavery by and by. People are so submissive that they would take anything if it comes supported by the sanction of authority.

This has always made me wonder. An establishment that was put in place to serve the people has subtly somersaulted into repressive machinery.
But let us leave that alone and talk about the travails and tribulations of my poor friend. He has been working in an office were ineptness rules supreme. The ineptitude has become so gross that they were regularly making funds intended for the development projects lapse. Strangely this has gone un-noticed and now all efforts are concentrated upon teaching my poor friend a lesson because he sort of made it public.

More about it later…………………..