Here’s the story of why I am starting my daily blogging an hour and change late :
You’re right, me. This is NOT fubn. Or fun.
Oh well, it at least puts a little variation into my day. A touch of the unexpected. Maybe I should get myself an actual alarm clock to prevent this kinds of hiccups.
Nah. Then the power would go out. And if it had batteries, they’d leak.
Jesus, do they even sell batteries any more? Let alone clocks.
So yeah, actually have my new glasses on for once. After having them on for the duration of the vid, I went to take them off. but then I realized that despite continued blurriness in their specs of mine, wearing them was relieving some kind of tension in my head so I decided to give wearing them in an attempt to get used to them another try.
Who knows, maybe this is all going somewhere.
I’ll try to keep them on for as long as I can. I can see the words I am typing right now well enough. They’re blurry but legible. I will try to stick it out.
I’m getting another needle n the eye tomorrow. The right eye this time. Maybe that will help. In theory, my eyes are not identical at the moment. The left one has been injected with the new medicine and the right has not.
And that’s an important distinction because my right eye is definitely my dominant eye and is doing a lot of the work ’cause the left eye suuuuucks.
I think the new medicine must be having some effect, though, because sucks substantially less than before.
So yay on that.
Who knows, maybe I will get to the now magical point of being able to wear my glasses all the time like a normal nerd.
Or at least have a pair that works for when I am here at the computer (which is most of my day) and another for when I am up and moving around and need distance vision.
You’d think glasses that work when you’re sitting at a computer would be an easy job, what with all the office workers out there.
But my eye problems are worse than mere vision correction can handle.
Best not to think about that too much. Or at all.
Before today’s computer mishap, I once more completely spaced on making a video at 1 pm. And like… what the fuck.
It’s like the warranty ran out on my remembering to do a vid. I did like seven vids in a row without fail then missed two in a row.
Then again, I feel more spaced out than usual lately so I’m probably not at my sharpest.
I think I must be behind on sleep. I feel this sort of lingering dopiness that indicates a need to rest these hardworking brain neurons of mine.
Plus I have noticing an uptick on my urge to sleep in general. Maybe my body has been trying to tell me something and as usual I have not been listening.
Ya know, maybe sometimes when I don’t want to get out of bed, it’s not because I’m depressed, it’s because I’m not done sleeping yet.
A radical thought well worth considering.
So perhaps this is the leading edge of one of my sleepy periods. So be it. They kind of suck sometimes, especially when i sleep hot and wake up all sweaty and dehydrated and the mental fog is so thick it’s edible.
But not very tasty.
More after the break.
Teachers in the 70’s
Most of the teachers I had in the 70’s and early 80’s were fucking useless.
They were all Baby Boomers who were all about peace and love and “not being an authority figure” (God forbid) and they all wanted to be our friends.
Well I didn’t want my teachers to be my friends. I wanted them to be authority figures.
Someone I could look up to and count on and who made us kids feel safe and calm by being solid and strong and in control of everything. Someone who made us feel like we did not, in fact, live in lawless jungle anarchy. Someone who acted in loco parentis and was therefore, like it or not Boomers, our leader.
People need leaders. Not in every situation, but in a lot of them. There needs to be someone people can turn to when they don’t know what to do. This person does not even need to give order, they just have to be someone the others will look at for how they should be reacting to something.
And that’s especially true with kids. Kids look to adults for nearly everything and that definitely includes cues on how to react to and handle things. That means the most important non-parental adults in the lives of children, their teachers, have to be ready and willing to teach these vital lessons.
And you can’t do that if you “don’t want to be an authority figure, man, ”
“Hey, don’t look at me, I’m just the only adult in the room and the one whose job specifies actually being there for you kids but that’s, like, way too much responsibility for a spoiled Boomer like me and because I don’t want to do it I think I don’t have to. ”
And so you got these wishy-washy namby-pamby useless teachers who can’t control a classroom not simply because they were trying to rule us with peace and loves but because of their refusal and/or inability to project the kind of authority needed to make the kids feel calm and safe.
And it’s a particularly vexatious problem because the deep intellectual superstructure of our society makes it nearly impossible for most people to say, “the problem is that I need someone competent and strong to boss me/us around”.
Or even, “the problem is that I need to boss these people around”.
That flies in the face of our individualistic culture and so we end up saying vague things about leadership and management without being able to actually name the problem, let alone actually fix the thing.
Just an unplanned side effect of freedom, I guess.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.