I woke up this morning with a completely blocked nose which is a bit unusual. The security guards, actually it’s only one of them, has been doing his new thing of sweeping everywhere which makes it really dusty, so that’s not helping much either. I’m feeling quite sneezy now, sinuses are sensitive and enflamed. Yesterday evening was mostly quiet, people seemed to generally be in a moderately good mood. Let’s hope that continues.

Might get some more done on the RSS feeds refactor today.

In case I don’t get the chance later, best wishes to all for the new year’s celebrations and for 2025 :) #

Unhappy to report that worldo has sunk to a new low. Putting infant animals through pain and mortal danger is now being used to intimidate me. Yesterday evening a very small kitten suddenly appeared in the middle of the road directly on front of me during the evening rush hour traffic. There were motorbikes passing in both directions. The kitten was completely traumatised and scared out of it’s tiny little mind. It appeared to be limping quite badly so likely already got hit by one of the passing bikes.

There was a break in the traffic and I looked around, there didn’t apear to be anyone that had dropped a kitten. A motorbike that had been parked on the opposite side of the road, driven by a couple in their twenties, just happened to be turning in the street and found themselves in the middle of the road. I don’t think they had seen the kitten, who was at this stage scrambling for dear life down the middle of the road. I jumped up because it looked as if they were going to drive straight into the poor thing. I think perhaps me jumping up made them see what I was looking at and they stopped in their tracks.

The kitten ran under a large car that was momentarily stopped, trying to jump onto the rear axle but of course fell off as soon as the car started moving again. The couple on the motorbike drove up to the kitten, the bloke who was driving, got off the bike, and picked up the kitten and drove off.

A few moments later two young people on a motorbike drove by and said very clearly 'you learn' as they passed. Earlier in the day there had been a somewhat strange incident that seemed very planned to me, by 3 teenage boys, who appeared to be waiting for me and tried to make it look like they walked into me by accident but it felt like they did it purposely. It happened after I left the shop cafe were when I leave I often get punshed in some way. I managed to avoid them because I saw ahead of time what was unfolding.

It happened in the same location on front of the internet place, where a few months ago a local caused a situation where I ended up walking out into on coming traffic during the morning rush hour. I narrowly escaped without injury. In that same location, a few months previous to that there was another incident with kids doing the same thing, forcing me into on coming traffic. I also note that a while back at one of the shop cafes I used to go to, a strange sparrow person young women, started turning up with a kitten in her bag.

All these things lead me to think this was a planned intimidation event.

The rest of the day had been actually quite quiet but clearly worldo is exponangry again and blaming me. I hope the kitten is alright.

The other thing that was happening all day yesterday was people saying 'okay' everytime I moved location. Like I was being given permision. This was from adults but also from groups of children. It happened at least 7 or 8 times in a row as I walked from place to place.

Why are you exponangry this time worldo? #

Konstantin Kisin from the TRIGGERNometry podcast on loosing faith in the british main stream media [59:15] while at the Democratic National Convention in the US:

I’ll be honest with you [...] that one moment, being there and then reading the coverage on my phone while being there, that for me permanently broke what was left of my faith in the main stream media. Because that’s when I realised, they’ve been lying about this guy this entire time, and in Britain in particular. Even people, prominent conservatives, like Michael Gove and others were pro-Kamala, and I understand now, because in Britain what we do is we listen to british journalists who mostly don’t ever go to america, so they don’t see any of the stuff they are talking about with their own eyes, and if they do go to america, they don’t go to america, they go to Washibgton DC, or New York or if they go on holiday L.A. or something like that. So they aren’t seing the parts of america that are pro-Trump. They have no conception of how to understand it. And then they are swollowing the lies of the american journalists who marinade in their own echo chamber. And so what we get in Europe is a complete misunderstanding of what is going on. And then you add to that that because we speak the same language we assume that our cultures are the same [...] and our cultures are not the same.

Just realised that if I finish a note with a list or a quote then the hash link isn’t getting added, so I’m adding this sentence. A minor annoyance that I’ll hopefully world willing get to at some stage. #

Build minutes finally reset! Woohoo. I managed to publish all the content from the past few weeks to the website and I’ve also made loads of progress on merging in the fix to the RSS feeds. There’s still some work to do on it but definite progress.

Coding rocks :) #

Worldo is so hell bent on controling every damn thing in the universe that it’s constantly trying to fix things that aren’t broken, and by doing so, breaks the thing that was working perfectly fine, and would have continued without any issues whatsoever. Then worldo just expects things to magically get fixed or to fix themselves, getting angry or angry mcangry or exponangry if that doesn’t happen. While things that are actually broken are just left to rot.

Currently I’m being blocked from washing by the security guards, water is being turned off everytime I go to the public toilets, but it’s not being turned off for others. At the shop cafe gangs of school kids, usually girls, are showing up and loitering there the entire day infiniti nattering and causing trouble. They don’t seem very bothered about going to actual school. Getting anything done is impossible.

When I leave the shop cafe to find somewhere else I am immediately punished by random people everywhere. If I try to buy food, again I am punished, yet they’ve also stopped giving me any food gifts. It’s contradiction after contradiction, constant anger goading, by all the butch women everywhere and all the security guards everywhere.

You can’t eat, you can’t drink, you can’t wash, no no no no no. Non stop no! harrassment, primarily from angry women, but also from men, who are usually with one of the angry women. I wonder why. They are all pure evil.

Yet they appear to think they are doing me a favour.

Build minutes should reset in the next few days so that will be nice. Hopefully this new year’s eve I won’t get assaulted. #

I know britain can make food as good as on the continent. I’ve seen it first hand in all the gastro pubs. Yes it’s inspired by the produce of other places but that’s totally okay. When it really starts getting good is when parts of british culture and produce make it’s way into it somehow. Imagine if high quality british food was the norm for every day regular folks all over the country, instead of all the processed crap. That’s where we have to be to truely compete with the mainland. #

It’s kind of worrying that it appears Starmer and his team never really had a plan of action for growth themselves. I guess then the only thing left is to ask the already underperforming intitutions for a plan.

Maybe Starmer is turning into leftist Elon? Will he roll up his sleeves and personally sit in these groups and cut through the beaurocracy until they start firing on all cylinders? That would be kind of cool.

Running a handful of government watchdog orgs has got to be sort of similar to running multiple high performing companies. Or at east it should be imho. #

Worldo blocking everything, while pretending to help, while blaming me for everything, while preparing the next thing it’s going to block. It doesn’t know how to stop and will literally continue blocking everything until it has blocked itself and will then start commanding me to allow. Which isn’t really a proper use of the word if you ask me. What you’re really saying is, 'you fix everything that we broke. For free. Then take the blame for breaking it'. You stink worldo. You really really stink.

Still got to write the newsletter for today. Really not feeling very enthusiastic about it. #

Feels like the fortnightly alergy flareup / cold is on it’s way. Feeling quite sneezy. I note that all yesterday afternoon I was harrassed by extreme passive aggressive sparrow people in the shop cafe I was in, and this morning the old weird humper lady has returned, though she wasn’t doing her weird fake humping excercise. No doubt there will be anger goading all day until I get mutilated. The security guards are already being wankers, blocking me washing and making everywhere unnecessarily dusty by sweeping everywhere. That’s not something they usually do. It’s clearly to aggrevate things, plus they are acting like they are the victims. #

I haven’t been taking escallation notes, which isn’t to say that there aren’t any weird things happening. In fact if anything it’s somewhat worse than usual. All the gang stalkers are emboldenned. Perhaps it’s their favorite time of year Christmas. They’ve been blocking everything that moves, anger goading every neutrino in the universe. I’ve mostly kept very calm, but they’ve gone for the jugular: water and electricity.

Here’s my one note from yesterday:

• Both water and electricity cut offs threatened. Water was then blocked then later cut off completely right in front of me, blatantly, while others were allowed water.

We all know how this ends. I get mutilated while being blamed for everything in the universe, then everyone is unhappy, then I get blamed for that too, then mutilated. And I still got to do all the stuff I was already having an extremely hard time doing.

shrug.

What we going to do after that world. Will you be having another one for the road? That’d what you usually like to do, until you don’t.

Here we go again eh worldo. #

It‘s Christmas but the maliciousness doesn‘t stop, in fact it’s quite the opposite. Maliciousness loves Christmas. So many new and interesting avenues to explore. Food goading, sex goading, weird pedo pervert shit, all the horrible things all directed at me in one way or another while blaming me for the thing that’s being done to me. It’s so devious that in some ways you end up seing it’s in many cases quite clever. If only all this malicious energy could br re-directed to something useful and productive, all the worlds ills would be solved 10 times over, with plenty of everything to spare for everyone.

Life goes on, I’m the bad guy again, everyone is sad again, everything I do is frontrun and counter acted.

As predicted yesterday I ended up getting 'Pay!', harrassed, presumably for receiving the clothes gift. It was clearly a gift. In combination to that everyone seems to be saying 'okay!' literally everywhere. Allowed while being blocked. Over and over and over in every dimension. It’s literally impossible to do anything right. The very instant you think you might finally have done something right, the very next second you get clobbered.

Nothing you can do but shrug. #

Looking back, and depending on the day, life at times seems like a long succession of escapes from invisible prisons. Some of the prisons were really fucking wildly narly, though I didn’t necessarily know it at the time. It’s been quite a journey.

I can’t quite tell if it’s getting any easier. It’s like it’s much harder in some ways but in other ways it’s easier. I still look back, have fond memories, and I miss some of it, but I’m also happy I escaped all those rotten places. Bitter sweet. #

So many strange incidents, one after the other. It’s a bit like if you were a canal boat being progressively moved through a series of locks. All while being harrassed by motorbike stalkers.

There was a bloke on a motorbike that stopped by yesterday and appeared to be offering me some clothes. He was motioning that he had some sort of trousers or he had and would go and get them and be back later. He didn’t return, but he showed up again this morning and had a few plastic bags with various clothes. He seemed to be legit a nice person, so I now have 2 new pairs if jeans and a trousers.

Hopefully I won’t later be accused of stealing them of something, which is sort if what happened last time. Also another thing that happened the last time was the 2 slighlty baggy somewhat skater style trousers wouldn’t you know it turned out to look quite similar to the trousers some of the bin men wear here. Clearly this is somewhat amusing to many folks here, who have been taking the piss by they themselves wearing bin men style trousers of various colors.

Anyway, I’m thankful for the jeans, it’s nice to get a gift on Christmas morning, even if there’s all sorts of other weird shit going on.

I’m kind of tired today, lots of sleep depravation from gang stalkers all through the night.

Merry and happy Christmas to all. Best wishes for the holidays. #

So much passive aggressive viciousness yesterday. That ontop of all the apauling plus infiniti minus infiniti harrassment that was already happening. I found a shop cafe in the afternoon that got nice and quiet right after lunch. It was a bit like finding an oasis given how much abuse I was being subjected to from every direction. It was really bad, like being attacked by a swarm of evil entities. Everywhere I went.

I think it’s likely I was rather shook up when I got there. Anyway, once umit quietened down I was able to listen to some relatively heady podcasts. The people around me all seemed like bookish peaceful types. Rather refreshing. Well don’t judge a book by it’s cover, because this lot were just as wound up as the everybody else. As I left they all hurled vile serpent like venom at me, words they had clearly been preparing the entire time we had all been sitting peacefully. It was like the opening scene in Raiders of the Lost Ark where he’s running away from the dark temple with thousands of arrows being shot at hime from every direction.

This morning is shaping up to be much the same. As I was writting the previous paragraph, and old lady stopped to harrass me using references to some of yesterday’s harassments. Literally pretending to peace while righteously passive aggressive waring.

Christmas tomorrow. Food hopefully before then. So much discusting food goading yesterday. At the minute it seems like it will be starvation for Christmas. #

Worldo is basically now just a stream of contradictions, one after the other, as it attempts to offset everyfuckingthing it does using it’s opposite and anytime anything is out of place, even the smallest possible thing in the universe by the smallest possible amount, I am immediately to blame for it all. It sucks. Is everyone having a nice christmas? As long as you are all having a nice Christmas? That’s what’s important after all isn’t it.

I finished the RSS feed generation code rewrite yesterday, which was followed immediately by a massive food goading and a contradiction tsunamis.

Might as well just kill myself. That would be more love than the universe is sending me at the minute. #

Worldo has blocked internet at the internet place. The settings show the device is connected to the Wifi, but the connectivity icon never appears top left of screen, even after multiple Wifi restarts. #

Fixed after restarting vpn. It was displaying as not being activated, yet somehow taping the disconnect button in the app restored the internet connectivity. Stop lying worldo. #

Ran out of build minutes. No more content to the website until the reset in 6 days. #

Duncan Trussell [32:17]: "This is like the beginning of a sci-fi movie. These things are fucking everywhere." #

Adam Frank [21:24]: "We kind of have an idea of who’s average, who’s weird. And our solar system’s weird, because the average planet has a mass between a few times the mass of the earth to maybe 10 times the mass of the earth. And that’s exactly where there are no planets in our solar system." #

Are we alone in the universe?:

Adam Frank [1:05:43]: Unless nature is really against, has some bias against civilisations, we’re not the first time this has happened, this has happened elsewhere over the course of cosmic history.

Lex Fridman: 10 billion trillion experiments?

Adam Frank: Yeah. That’s a lot of experiments.

Lex Fridman: That’s a lot.

Adam Frank: Right. #

I managed to make some progress on the refactor of the RSS feed generation code yesterday. Lots of head winds from some very sparrowy sparrow people. In fact I suspect they might have actually been tigers acting as humand acting as sparrows, which sounds kind of insane, but there you go. You can sense the tiger pounce all the way through to the sparrow layer. It’s the most deviously passive aggressive thing ever, you have to constantly be chaging your approach to things. It’s virtually impossible to make progress, but it’s possible if you code quicky but adding placeholders for the bits you don’t know yet. I say quickly, and in a sende it is, but you end up wasting much more time than you save long term, because everything ends up feeling like you are walking on egg shells. It’s very difficult to describe.

Anyhow, I got the main logic outline written. I need to go back over it and fill in the missing detail.

It’s a bit cold this morning. I’m quite hungry. The weather looks like it might be clear skies. #

Regular walkers in the park shout 'No!' at me while walking past while trying to run me off the path, followed immediately by one of the motorbike mechanics from a garage next to the internet place walking past also shouting 'No!'. Looks like worldo is angry again. What did I do? I sat quietly all morning listened to a few podcasts and posted some links. Seems like hateful aggressive harrassment to me.

It apears to have started by a woman calling me a dog as I walked a few meters away past her. I have no idea why, I didn’t even look at her, but she chuckled and said 'dog'. The food vendor woman I went to next did the same thing, and the next shop slso had a pop at me ordering me to 'up!', same at the next shop by another female staffer. Don’t try and tell me these events aren’t linked in some way. Of course they are. It’s intimidation plain and simple.

It doesn’t bother me that much, but the problem is that they always keep escallating until it gets dangerous. #

The contradiction tsunamis has continued all of yesterday, and this morning the same. There are signs it could turn violent, with some rather aggressive motorbike gang stalkers this morning hurling abuse while revving their engine as they drive past. They’ve also positioned half empty large plastic cups rather obviously on the garbage bin on which the lid has been left open. That combined with the motorbikes this morning is a way they are intimidating me around what happened last year. They are alluding to the assault. Yeah it’s very horse’s head in your bed. A lot of what goes on around here has a very horse’s head in your bed vibe. All very funny until it’s not.

On the plus side, I found a bit of piece and quiet yesterday morning to refactor the RSS feed code. I think I already managed to fix the bug, which I have to wait till build minutes reset to test. But the whole code structure was really bothering me. I originally wrote it under very difficult conditions, that’s literally always the way with the RSS code, for whatever reason. The end result was I put almost all the logic in the template, but there are a bunch of other primitives that I can use. It just hasn’t been that obvious how to do it. The RSS feed generation is different to most other rendering because instead of 1 template rendering 1 to many output files, it’s sort of reversed. You have to render lots of templates into a single output file. And I’m also using a library to create the feed.

Because of that and because of several cludges that are in the code because of all this, it hasn’t been at all obvious what a better way would look like. There was always something obscuring the way forward. Well I think I’ve cracked the problem. With the benefit of hindsight it seems a bit obvious. Essentually it requires moving some preparation code to another place and modifying how each rss item is rendered. That might not mean much to anyone, but essentially it unknots the hairball that was the RSS code and makes it all nice and well structured and a pleasure to read and reason about.

I’ve done about 1/2 of it yesterday, hoping to get the other 1/2 done over the next few days if worldo allows. Of course that’s easier said than done because as is always the case when I go anyway near the RSS code, starvation and harassment isn’t far away. I wish I was joking. This really is no joke. It’s fucking insane.

Everything is so much more difficult when you are hungry.

Another bit of good news, I already prepared the newsletter, that’s a relief because I'm very low on energy today. But it’s not a good relief because I was forced to prepare it early because the week has been so narly. That means the issue is lower quality than usual. It’s piece meal, with bits added in fits and starts, as the universe allowed, and since it’s been a week of stop start race conditions, the newsletter has that in it too. And frankly that makes me sad because there is so much good content but my newsletter isn’t able to present it in an appealing way. It just feels like a few small piles of unloved garbage. #

All the security guards have got some sort of beef with me. People are maliciously helping to create sutuations they can repeatedly use to escallate and escallate, I'm being blocked in every dimension, and nobody is happy with anything. Contradiction after contradiction after contradiction. Yah, woah, up, lie, minus infiniti, plus infiniti, don’t eat, eat, it’s never ending.

I can tell there’s going to be some sort of issue around water and washing. They’ve clearly already decided on something and are trying to force me into some type of trap.

I looked back at last year’s notes from the same period. There was lots of harrassment and it culminated in me getting assaulted on new year. At one point I got some sort of eye infection. Well wouldn’t you know it yesterday one of the possible malicious help situations involved a woman saying 'eye eye' to me, then later at the internet place there was a black stuffed cartoon eye ball left on the ground.

Really hoping things don’t escallate, but it happens no matter what I do. I’ve been totally quiet all morning, and motorbike stalker after motorbike stalker are passing shouting things. The last too in quick succession were 'you are mental' and 'are we liar'. This after sleep depravation from just before 3am. Eventually they are just going to try to keep me awake all night. Then I get in trouble with the security guards in the park if I doze off there.

They create the problems the complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, then they escallate and escallate and eventually when everything is totally blocked everywhere for evryone they blame the whole thing on me, then they mutilate me. Then they are unhappy and blame me for that, then they mutilate me for that, then it starts all over again. It’s roughly speaking the exact same pattern every time, but expressed / implemented slightly differently. They aren’t all aware of the bigger picture, just their little bit. And everytime they get more unhappy and more angry.

Yesterday’s fortnightly alergy flareup / mystery cold wasn’t as bad as usual. I still had a bit of a runny nose and sneezed quite a bit, but it was over by late afternoon. Interestingly I went to a different sandwich shop and shop cafe. However it had started early morning before I set off. I’m still half expecting it to return today. #

A friendly note to people who don’t speak english all that well.

When we say 'it’s all yours' as we leave the bathroom which you have been waiting for, the thing that is all yours, is the bathroom. And it’s a figure of speach. It doesn’t literally mean that the bathroom now belongs to you. It just means that it’s now available for use, which is kind of a bit like you owned it for a small bit of time. But you don’t literally own it. A figure of speech. Sort of like a metaphor. A turn of phrase. An expression. Just one of those things that people say, that people have been saying forever.

So saying 'you are mine' as you exit the bathroom right afterwards is a bit strange to say the least.

Sorry if this destroys your world view or something. #

Running low on everything, food, water, electricity, and they are blocking everything while blaming me and harrassing me. Need to conserve what I have so no podcasts or blogging :(

The fortnightly alergy flareup / mystery cold appears to have started (as predicted), I’m sneezing a lot this morning and perhaps not uncoincidentally lots of motorbike drivebys shouting 'up!' and 'lie!'.

Hope all is well with everyone, and that Christmas preparations aren’t too terrible. #

I spent about an hour going over the code of my static site generator’s RSS plugin to try and figure out why the HTML is all mucked up. I didn’t find the issue but I think I’ve found a nice simplification of the code which will likely make it much easier to figure out why HTML is looking strange. Hoping to create a new feature branch with that fix tomorrow, which I’ll test at the end of the month once my build minutes reset.

Coding in shop cafes is really tough sometimes. It happens so often that just as you get to the most challenging part, just as you’ve spent an hour loading all the code into your head, that a group of people showup that are seemingly counter acting everything you do. Takes some real patience when the universe is playing those types of silly games with you. It’s like walking a tight rope, simultaneously in every dimension of the abstractions in your mind.

And then when you manage against all the odds to make some progress, the group metaphorically shiv you in the back as they leave, and every sonuvabitch security guard down the street does the same a bit later when you walk to the standup internet to post the links you collected and currated with love for and no thanks from the world. Like something out of a fucking modern day Dostoevsky novel accompanied by sad violins.

Anyway it will be awesome if it works. #

Looking through my escallation notes now, all the usual non stop harrassment bull crap yesterday. What’s the point in even publishing it really. It’s just too depressing. Looks like another full starvation cycle had started, it’s been a few weeks since they’ve done complete starvation. They started giving me 1/2 eaten food last night while apologising which seems very strangely timely given I wrote a blog post yesterday appoligising for the weird looking RSS feeds. Odd thing is that the post was pushed to Github but not published yet.

Whenever RSS feature in my coding or activities, starvation is right around the corner.

Anyway what tends to happen with these starvation cycles is water and electricity and other vital things start getting cut off. And lots of anger goading. Yesterday evening for instance they cug iff the internet, and earlier in the morning a shop staffer made a big deal about giving me a platic bag, which no doubt was used as sn excuse for all the harrassment and blocking that followed throughout the day.

Well now at least I have some feeds to read in my RSS reader. Though what I’m discovering is that a huge amount of them don’t include the full post, only a link, which is useless for reading offline. I’m going to have to keep doing pruning until the flow of news is in any way useful. Also noticed that clicking on a specific feed in the reader app shows zero posts, even when there are clearly loads of posts in that feed. So RSS reading is still not great.

Chritmas music in many of the shop cafes. Some chritmas trees around. Saw a bloke on a motirbike yesterday zipping past with what looked like a huge bag of green christmas tree bulbs, so there’s a big tree somewhere nearby. #

I’m going to try and read a lot more blogs than usual today. I re-organised and pruned all my RSS feeds yesterday so that should be a lot easier than before. There’s also the chance that the new categorisation structure is too simplistic with everything that isn’t a blog lumped in under 'news'. We shall see.

Worldo still appears to be a bit blocky this morning. It was really blocky yesterday, making a point of blocking in a lot of key places. It wasn’t a synchronicity appocalypse day though. That tends to happen later in the cycle. At the minute it’s still from people being malicious or just stiring trouble, but it usually escallates until everything is blocking in every dimension, like some sort of demented singularity. #

Julian Lennon [41:41]: "I think if you don’t know, you can’t talk about it. You can’t understand the weird journey that you go through. I think you have to do certain things sometimes just to realise what it’s all about. It’s that balance thing, it’s the light and the dark."

I’ve never heard or seen Julian Lennon before. Of course I know of him though. This interview is kind of fascinating. He does resemble his father, both in looks and the way he talks, but he’s very much his own person. It’s like every now and then a bit of John makes it’s way through him, and it’s strangely comforting or familiar, but it’s also nice that he channels it in a way that has his personality, his interpretation so to speak. And of course it’s very fractal like because he’s talking about his life, so you simultaneously get sense for how the world has shaped him. And he’s a pretty interesting guy who’s done a lot of interesting things. #

Looking at the calendar, looks like the fortnightly alergy flareup / mystery cold is due in the next 4-5 days. The last time it hapenned it sucked big time. Hopefully it will have passed by Christmas. #

A classic bit of Joe Rogan clarity following a very interesting wander with Julian Lennon into the realm of quantum computing [2:13:47]:

JR: That’s one of the most humbling things that I’ve found about doing this podcast. Realising how genuinely dumb we are in comparison to the amount of information that’s available. Not just uninformed, but incapable even if given the information, of grasping exactly what these apex minds are thinking and working on right now. Along with at the same time, people just living in Rivello, just having an expresso and a cigarette and getting a slice of pizza. [...]

JL: I resign. I truely resign in that level. [...]

JR: LOL, me too! [...] I think we are the last of the regular people. I think this experience that we are having, this experience that you are having on a motorcycle with no signal, driving through the countryside, just being alive, I think, we are the last of those people.

Me three dudes. I feel like that all the friggin time. Has it always been like this? I bet tons of cavemen had existential crisis’ with the invention of the wheel. I mean can you image, it’s like legs and feet, but also, it’s smooth abd continuous like water. WTF. #

What if behind every quantum computer is a very very very powerful regular classical computer and a random number generator? Maybe even a computer from 1000 years into the future, basically just pretending to be a "quantum computer". How would you know?

Seems to me based on things I’ve read or listenned to online, that there are quite a lot of folks looking at quantum computers with a proverbial one eyebrow raised at the minute. #

Internet at the internet place is on the blink. It was fine just a few minutes ago, then the indian bloke that stands uncomfortably close with his back to me while smoking a cigarette turned up and the Wifi network disapeared. It usually comes back after a few minutes when it goes down but so far it hasn’t this time. Looks like I’m going to have to leave it till tomorrow. This post and the previous link won’t make it into tonight’s build. I think I have enough build minutes left for an extra build tomorrow morning. Worldo is literally always angry about something. Probably doesn’t like pinneapple on pizzas, that or perhaps it’s chile con carne that’s causing the current freak out. #

Worldo is already angry and blocking everything that moves and it’s hardly even daylight as I write this. Sleep depravation again last night. I’m exhausted. I’m hungry.

Here are my unedited escallation notes from yesterday, things are getting weird rapidly:

• Butch women public toilet attendant doing her angry mind control thing again. Also one of the two sinks was blocked up. I predicted a few days ago that there would likely be water issues. Looks like I was right once again. It’s the same pattern every cycle.
• One of the clothes gifts from last night was a shirt. It’s not as nice as my pop button cowboy style jeans shirt, but it’s a lot newer. The cowboy shirt is in a very sad state. This morning in the shop cafe a young boy about 6-7 years of age appears with a female guardian. He was wearing a light yellow cowboy shirt with pop buttons. He kept double tapping things around the room. As they left, he clearly says ‘liar’ as he passes by me. Was he saying it to me, or the woman guardian? Either way not great. Also to be honest his yellow shirt looked a bit Primark rather that Zara or H&M. It wasn’t fitted. Looked like it was for a fat kid. But he seemed to be enjoying it, with his collar up like he was some sort of rebel.
• Next person to enter the room a minute after writing the last item is wearing a T-shirt that says SMILE on the back. Yes good idea world.
• As I was writing the last item, SMILE bloke got up and left. He was only here for about 30 seconds. Btw he sat on front of the whitewashed graffiti dick.
• ‘Lonely’ harassment by couple, purposely jangling keys. Historically speaking that’s usually a sign of imminent pedo pervert harassment. It’s happened many times before. And based on events from past 2 days seems very likely it’s about to happen again. Worldo back up to it’s old tricks again.
• Everything I’m doing this afternoon at the shop cafe is being counter acted. I’ve been trying to prune the feature backlog, but anytime I get close to it, start reading tickets, there’s some massive flare up by people either around me, or downstairs. Eventually just to make some progress I was forced to just delete all the work I’d previously done on a feature. It was taking longer to reorganise it than just doing it again from scratch. What a huge waste of time. That’s what happens when worldo goes on one of it’s blocking frenzies. Of course it will escallate and blame me for the things it’s doing to me.
• Weirdo couple bloke tapping things as he and the girl he was with left
• Last night’s food gifts were were in a thick red plastic bag that had a yellow ribbon tied in a bow on one of the handles. Just now on front of the shop cafe I’m in, a young women just appeared on the opposite side of the road seemingly looking for a taxi bike or delivery bike. She had white ribbon bows tied all over her body and hair. At least 10 of them. Gee what a coincidence.
• Young women walks up to the graffiti dick, a pauses, then sits down and puts her black bag on front of it. Leaves the bag’s top quite obviously and purposely wide open. Other young women sitting behind me appeared to be amused. Right before bag girl arrived, they ‘yah’d’ for no apparent reason.
• The instant I finished writing the last item, bag girl closed her bag. Girls behind then said ‘unbelievable!’. Then ‘wow!’.
• The instant I finished writing the last item, the podcast I was listening to said "you can only do it on children!". Told you that would happen didn’t I.
• As I finished the last item, the entire room got mobbed with a large group of young women. I am pretty much surrounded. They are all wearing black, apart from one that is wearing an all red head to toe outfit. The girl sitting in front of my charging battery is foot pumping and the girl next to the graffiti dick has a very obvious tramp stamp tatoo. They are saying things like: ‘he knows’.
• The podcast I was listening to right after writing last item: ‘fill then stroke’.
• As they all left, one of them leaned in a weird way across the surface right in front of the graffiti dick. It looked very prepared. She waited a few seconds with her butt sticking out, and a taller one smacked her butt. I looked at the shorter smacked girl and it turns out she wasn’t just shorter, unlike the others who were likely late teens or early twenties, she was clearly a young teenager. Just like I said before. Once they start doing the weird pedo pervert shit it doesn’t stop for days. They will escallate until I get angry. It’s all part of their anger goading campaign. This isn’t the first time. It happens all too often.
• Just before leaving, I went to the bathroom after packing my bags, I passed two young women seemingly not connected to the large group who had all left, as I passed them they both said ‘No!’. When I entered the toilet the seat was half down, and the toilet had not been flushed with yellow pee still in the bowl. The last person to use it was the young women wearing head to toe red outfit.
• Just as I finished writing last item, the podcast I was listening to said ‘now we are flogging a dead horse’ and immediately afterwards my nasal cavity flared in pain. As I left the toilet the 2 young women said ‘you won’. Not a good sign. That usually means they are getting more angry.
• Harassment from people at the top of the street after leaving.
• On the way to internet place, people pass me in the park saying ‘our!’.
• As I leave the park a butch women wearing pink, who has been waiting near the entrance ostensibly doing exercises, as I pass her she is doing her shoe lace, with her foot up on the barrier. The previous time I was in the shop cafe I just left, there was another weird toilet incident. Somebody had clearly put their foot up on the toilet bowl. It was all muddy. What a strange coincidence. Seems like worldo is getting even more angry, while blaming me, once again for everything in the universe, I guess.

Another day. #

David Pierce [11:25]: "End of 2025, somebody has acquired Snap [...] somebody, I forgot, I had a lot to remember coming back from December 2025."

I thought this bit was great. Sometimes it’s the unnexpected off the cuff bits that are the funniest.

This one works so well because it’s so uncomplicated, a bit silly, it’s perfectly timed and it doesn’t disrupt the flow in any way. They are playing a game pretending David came back from the future with a tech Almanac in his head. A few minutes into it, just as they are settling into their predictions, he styles this one in, and everyone collectively 'oh yeah' remembers they are playing the Back to the Future game.

Of course you can’t over use these types of jokes but this one made me smile so much I thought it was worth pointing it out.

Update: Finished listening to the episode, definitely worth the listen, future tech predictions with a bit of humour. #

Worldo is still angry while pretending to be helpful. The less said the better. Here are yesterdays escallation notes:

• Got given new bag that has a lot of yellow
• Apparently yellow tsunami has started at the shop cafe. Every kid is wearing yellow today
• The gifts I were given last night have several malicious components to them. Firstly they are being made to look like they might have been stolen from another foreigner. Also one of the items was a bag, which is good because my shoulder bag has had a broken main zip for several weeks. Well the replacement bag is nice but considerably smaller. I managed to get rid of some stuff to make things fit, but the issue is the handles are too small to fit your arm through them and carry over your shoulder. It forces you to carry it in such a way that it’s really uncomfortable and requires considerable arm flexing. Guess what, yesterday a bunch of westerners passed by right near when I got the gift who were having the time of their life as they passed in an open side vehicle with a table, they were mid arm wrestle. Gosh what are the chances. Claiming to do me a favour while mutilating me again world, eh?
• On leaving the internet place this evening, a man standing at the side of the road about 30 meters down the road, apparently on the phone. As I pass by him he says loudly ‘No!’. People have been saying ‘No!’ at me everywhere for days now. This happens a lot. A bit further along I pass a butch women who passes by paying particular attention to me. I round the corner and there is another butch women apparently looking through some garbage bags. She has her very large bottom pointing directly at my face. As I pass her she double taps an empty can. In the newsletter I published earlier today I mentioned kicking a can. Tapping on empty cans isn’t a regular thing people do here.
• Lots of people, more than usual saying ‘yah’ all day today.
• Massive white tsunami this evening, everyone is wearing white
• Strange incident involving a black guy that I won’t go into
• The entire evening was one thing after another. It had a vibe that can be best described as ‘okay your going to do that, which isn’t what we want, so we’re going to do this’, like sone never ending passive aggressive chess match, that you don’t even want to be participating in. The thing is, no matter what you do you are wrong. Eventually you just sit motionless because literally everything is interpreted as a declation of war.
• Got gifted a boat load of milk packages. I mention it because this happened last cycle a few days before the fortnightly allergy attack / cold. Also loads of noodles and things that no longer fit in my much smaller bag. So it’s going to be really difficult to carry.

Worldo is basically a contradiction maniac at the minute. Hoping the storm will pass soon.

Drizzly and rainy. Urgh. #

Nilay Patel [20:20]: "Who will augment reality, is like a great, question."

I hear web browsers are being eaten by AI. Are you saying web developers will have to transition to reality augmentors or die?

At the risk of front running a bit early on this, I don’t currently have another 20 years to waste on this shit, is augmenting reality the new taking out the garbage? #

Nilay Patel [30:42]: "All of these middle companies, these like web2.0 companies, that digitise the interface for very physical things, they were pretty vultury in their time. Uber is the biggest taxi company in the world, doesn’t own a single taxi, Airbnb doesn’t own a single hotel, that’s the joke about those businesses, and now they are under pressure from AI systems that might use their interfaces and never show them to a user. This has to go somewhere that is useful for people."

For what it’s worth, I don’t even own a laptop. I have about an hour before the righteous school girl mob arrives. You’re welcome. Thanks for the milk cartons world. Is this socialism? #

Richard "Previous Generation" Lawler [30:42]: "It’s slighyly brighter."

I do believe my use of italics in this context added the necessary iota of happiness the universe required to make everybody millionaires. #

Richard "Bills To Pay" Lawler [1:26:25]: "Work!"

Why do you hate Malaysia, and young people? Also I bet you could do a phenominal Obama impression. #

I got gifted some tshirts and a few trousers yesterday evening. The trousers have a sort of skater style, baggy at the top and they get tighter towards the ankles. I’m into them. I never quite got into skateboarding growing up, I couldn’t afford all the shoes it would have required, but I could just about olly, kick flip and varial 180. I was more into the look though. It went well with the grunge scene of the time. Anyway it’s nice to be wearing something with long legs, I’ve been wearing shorts for so long, I can’t even remember the last time I wore long legged trousers. It’s definitely multiple years.

I went through and tidied up some of my daily notes, which is why there was a bit of a flurry of odds and ends posts yesterday. I’m still kind of bummed that I lost a blog post. I think it was pretty good. It was about AI and podcasting. Oh well.

I still have to write the newsletter. Better get to it. #

Matt Odell [12:36]: "A16z is the mother asshole that all this other bullshit came out of. They were early investors in Facebook, early investors in Twitter, they created Paypal. All the dystopian big tech shit that everyone complains about, ALL links back to a16z. And these guys are now in Mar-a-lago, they are in the Whitehouse. There is going to be some good benefits, and there’s going to be a lot of infuriating bullshit I think. And we'll see it playout every week on RHR."

Great observation, but also much respect for the instinctive level realisation that he was mid sound bite, effortlessy adding a show plug at the end there. #

Keith Tear [03:40]: "He’s considered to be bad because he’s allowing people we all disagree with to speak. Well what’s wrong with that? People should be allowed to speak. There’s nothing he’s doing which is in any way either right wing or negative. Yet he’s demonised for being this terrible person, when actually he’s the best of us. He’s actually the best of us." #

Businesses as mini-governments? Discuss.

• Isn’t a complete Labour win, a situation where the business owner makes as little as possible, and the employees make as much as possible?
• Isn’t that essentially "minimal government"?
• Isn’t that essentially a conservative government?

My brain is broken now.

• Won’t business owners eventually have to be actors on the government’s payroll?
• This is only partially ridiculously absurd, remember we have had actor presidents since Reagan. Why wouldn’t that eventually spread to all businesses?
• Isn’t that the big problem with Labour governments, that it always boils down to an X for we but not for thee situation? #

I’ll start with some good news today. I finished restructuring the main website HTML. It’s looking pretty good. On the surface the website of course looks the same, but if you look at the HTML underneath, it’s a lot simpler. I updated one of the core plugins, the one that builds lists of posts, which previously just put all posts into unnordered lists, to make the lists optional. I realised that there was no point in having lists for everything since really the only benefit is the layout they provide, and for most of the website I was removing that with CSS.

The only place on the website that uses unnordered lists is the linkblog. I like the look of links inside bullet pointed lists. But all the other parts of the site, the blog, podcast, newsletter and notes, don’t have lists. It’s just <article> tags inside <article> tags. Each day is an article, and each post within a day is an article. That works well because each article is dffectively a stand alone piece of content, so that matches up quite well with the intent of the <article> tag.

Along the way I had to totally disable code syntax highlighting. It was already not working for some reason. I don’t know why yet. I had turned off the prettifier for blog posts because it was removing the newlines on code blocks, but it meant the HTML was full of newlines and spaces, which made it very verbose and difficult to read. Now it’s all tidy, which is a nice feeling.

I hopefully will find some time in the future to find a way to have both syntax highlighting and pretty HTML. The RSS feeds are still for some unknown reason displaying weirdly in readers. There are a bunch of HTML escape characters that are being added somewhere causing the start of every post to look really strange. I’ve refactored all the code, added a bunch of debuggging and new helper functions that will make it easier to debug. Again though, that will need to be next month now.

There are a few small tidying tasks still to do, which I’ve coded up already, but will wait until my Github build minutes reset at the end of the month. I’ve got just about enough left to run the daily build to publish content to the website. The big question though is whether I’ll have enough food. This always seems to become an issue when there are problems with the RSS feeds for whatever reason. Consequently I really hate going anywhere near the RSS code. Starvation will do that to you. It goes without saying that no food, no blogging. Dispite what some people say, you just can’t run a vehicle on an empty tank.

And there have been signs there might be water issues over the next few days. They’ve stopped filling up the soap dispensor at the shop cafe, the women attendents at the public toilets have been groutchy recently, and there was another night of sleep depravation last night, followed by anger goading and another garbage war. I’ve got about 10 days until the next alergy flareup / cold. It would be nice to get some blogging done but it’s bext to impossible with all the angry young women tsunanis that happen almost everywhere I go now.

That’s the state of things. #

Michael Sayman [26:42]: "Maybe what comes next is human to human conversation is in real life and human to internet conversation becomes the primary value of the internet." #

Michael Sayman [30:04]: "The app would respond with thousands and thousands of different perspectives on how to handle a situation. Fundamentally the big learning from SocialAI is that a chatbot interface for AI gives you one response, one truth. But the truth isn’t really there for a lot of these questions. Where I should go for dinner, where I should go on vacation, should I move to one city or another. There’s no right, true correct answer, there are many perspectives, and it’s up to me to want to decide what I want to do. And so giving people [...] an interface with multiple responses is really the breakthrough with SocialAI. I’m just excited to see how it expands in the rest of the industry." #

Given how close politics is to the economy, something I observed about UK political parties a month ago, was how close Tory is to toro, and Labour is to (a female?) bear. You need to have an small appreciation for both spanish and french for this to make sense. #

An artificial village entirely made up of "the only X in the village" people, incredibly, somewhat predictably, is having yet another new person problem. #

What if balancing the budget was dangerous? Okay sure maybe this is an out there thesis, but in this age of infinitely powerful AI, what if by balancing the budget you give away what your minimum survival rate is. Those that have control of you can then lock you into that box forever. In order to grow you have to run at a deficit to escape the enslavement by the other players. If this could happen to an individual, why couldn’t it happen at the nation state level? #

Do highly controlled societies have huge alcohol problems? There are quite a few that do. What if it’s a natural consequence of technology advances? It’s the only way to make progress because everything is so locked down. If you run a balanced budget they can fully control you. The right to bear alcohol. The right to get off your head. #

That thing where you realise your entire life might be an elaborate simulacrum being used in a sting operation to uncover the identity of Satoshi Nakamoto, across all realms of the multiverse.

Some Bitcoin parents are going to be real a-holes. #

Internet connection is clearly being throttled today. Downloading podcasts is taking way way way longer than usual.

I told you worldo was angry. #

Lots of people randomly saying 'our!' today. Both western and eastern folks. Wow the game theory on this is out of control. I guess I should just join in.

I told you our worldo was angry. #

I changed things up a little yesterday in two ways. First I decided to spend some time down by the canal. The shop cafe was over run by righteous school girls again and was clearly going to turn into another estrogen mob. So there was little chance of getting anything done. Of course this angered worldo, and lots of gang stalking all along my route to punish me for changing my routine.

Also I came up with a new way to test templates. Prepare a whole load of them in advance with ever more changes in them. Then when I get to the internet place I can just swap them in to test, one after the other. It works great for finding tricky bugs in render templates. It’s like if you were troubleshooting a bug by progressively bisecting the code. But you just prepare everything in advance. It means I can get everything tested quickly and move on.

Looks like I’ll have the HTML restructuring done soon, maybe later today. Then I need to ensure the RSS is still rendering properly.

I managed to listen to a few podcasts yesterday, but it was a very busy day, lots of walking, and lots of harassment from the righteous shitty bums, who were trying to blame me for being slow all while blocking me over and over again. #

So much just plain horrible, malicious and mindboggling hypocracy yesterday. Here‘s a note I jotted fown at some point which goes some way to describe some of what was going on:

• Their absolute favorite thing in the world is to pretend to be funny while being malicious, then blaming you for the thing they just did to you and punishing you if you point out what they just did. They will always hide their maliciousness behind something and they don’t care what it is.

I feel like we are figuring out all the base concepts of societies, the things that holds them all together, and it’s really unpleasant getting there. Do I think we will be any better off afterwards? I definitely am not sure about that.

I ended up have a pretty bad alergy flare up / cold all day yesterday. Sneezing, runny nose, and the world really likes to rub salt in all the wounds when that happens. As predicted, these things are happening with a 10-14 day cadence at the minute. It’s clearly not normal, and they fit in with all the other bull crap that you gotta think it’s on purpose in some way. Of course I repeatedly got blamed for it while being mutilated over and over, by people pretending to be angels, but were actually demons in angel clothes.

I got quite a bit of coding done, once again getting close to this months build minutes. It’s unbelievable to me that literally every month the feature I work on always, and I mean always, requires a small amount more minutes to get it done.

This 'almost but not quite enough' thing has been a feature running through my whole life. It literally just happenned again while I wrote the last sentence.

How does anything make any sense when the world is entirely algorithmic? All sorts of concepts just break down, freedom, forgiveness, the rule of law. You are left with groups of shitty bums all maliciously calling each other pots and kettles, and they are’t wrong, but they aren’t right either. When everything is miscellaneous, maybe nothing is.

Looks like we just get left with fortnightly shitty bums syndrome apocalypse.

The world wants infinite forgiveness, all literally while it mutilates you, while not giving you one iota of forgiveness in return. Forgiveness for we but not for thee. Money for we and not for thee. Food for we and not for thee. Water, friendship, love, kindness, compassion, the list is endless, but worldo’s favorite thing in the universe is to go through it and cross every i and dot every t.

Whatever worldo. You have shitty bum syndrome again. You gave it to yourself and you’re blaming me again. And you know it. #

Roger Avery [1:21:12]: "Well they’re not going to give you that computer in jail. Your going to be forced to write it on pencil. And that’s going to be an okay experience for you."

Very bad news for computer programmers that.

It’s crazy that a non executed film script can be worth millions while a non executed javascript program ain’t worth shit. #

Something odd going on with the security guards this morning. They were taking photos with their phones with the lights on. Then sitting like small school children on the curb a bit down the way. Then quite a lot of people walking past in white. Some aggressive motorbike gang stalking too. And my alergies are starting to flareup. I’ve been sneezing quite a lot. Just as predicted, the fortnightly alergy attack / cold appears to be on the way.

As for dev work, I am merging some work from the past few days that cleans up and simplifies a lot of the HTML, removing tags that weren’t necessary. I’m hoping it will fix yhe RSS render issues or at least make it easier to solve.

There’s something weird happening with how the HTML is being rendered. Some pages like the everything page have loads of extra newlines inserted, but others don’t. Trying to get to the bottom of that. It might be related to the syntax highlighting being broken.

I was going through the code yesterday and it’s currently very complicated how that all works. I had to turn off the prettifier on blog posts because it was breaking the code block syntax highlighting. But that’s not working either now. I’ve added some debugging to make it at least easier to tell if the prettifier is enabled or not.

Hopefully I’ll figure out how to both remove the newlines and have the syntax highlighting work. #

Listenned to some good podcasts yesterday morning. Got quite a lot of coding done after I got angry at useless young woman yah’ing me. Realised that everyting is all so ridiculously hopeless in this place. Even the biggest exponangry in the universe wouldn’t even touch the sides. It’s like an army rowing with toothpicks. It doesn’t matter how good they are as individuals or even as a group. They are still the toothpick army.

And so they the blame everything on me. But I can see their stupid toothpicks now.

Hurting me is about the only thing they can do.

Go on, row toothpickers row! #

Duncan Trussell on memeplexes, memeonic possession & demons [59:29]: "You look at like the general aesthetic of the right, you look at the aesthetic of the left and you see the way the meme goes from idea to physical form, dress, hair, whatever it is, the mood that someone’s body is fitting into, but it doesn’t stop there. That’s where it gets fucking weird. The collaborative efforts of people from any given memeplex extantiate themselves into timespace in 3 dimensional forms. Art, architecture, movies, video games. It doesn’t stop with the way you dress. It actually wants to build itself into time, it wants to create statues to itself, it wants to create posters, paintings, symbol sets, that are non mind dependant other than they have to be observed to come into existence. They live in 3d space." #

Weird day today. A sort of giggling histeria seems to have taken hold of people, basically everywhere I’ve been.

Here are my notes:

• Several groups of young women in succession gripped by some sort of laughing hysterics, all speaking really really strangely. Nasally, and like they are small little critter creatures, from fragel rock or something.
• People using speaker phones to talk to other people clearly gripped by some sort of hilarity.
• Several skin irritations have developed over past 3 days. Like bites, but are they really? On both arms and legs. Itchy and swollen. Under arm and under thigh. Could very easily be from contact with something placed on seats or my bags.
• Blocked nose has started. How strange that that always seems to happen when groups of righteous woman, who appear to be having the time of their lives appear, all talking like they have clothes pegs on their noses.
• The fragel rock women leave and are replaced by young women with tiny mini skirts, speaking with people on speaker phone in histerics about somebody being ‘lonely’. That word is used again and again.
• I move to another shop cafe where small children turn up who are speaking in the same strange fragel rock dialect. Many people, apparently different groups of people, are in histerics everywhere. It’s like it’s contagious or something.

The thought that I keep having is that people often laugh like this when somebody is being, perhaps unknowingly, offensive. Unless something really weird is going on where it’s funny because someone is doing the opposite, ie not being offensive, which would imply that most of the time people are akways being offensive.

Anyway whatever it is, it’s super strange. #

Worldo still massively exponangry.

Was kept up most of the night with sleep depravation, amidst wave after wave of unprovoked 'No!' harrassment from every direction, whether that be motorbike gang stalkers or random people walking past, from people of all ages and walks of life.

There were a few more escallations through the evening:

• At least 10-15 ‘No!’ harassment incidents from random people just this afternoon
• Given that the fortnightly cold / allergy flareup is due over the next 1-5 days, I thought it was interesting that I’ve been gifted lots of small milk cartons twice in the last 3 days.
• Big butch woman on motorbike with a young girl on the back. They drive past and as they pass the big butch woman points at me in a way that looks like somebody picking something, girl on the back mouths ‘winner’ at me. Very weird.

Already this morning lots of motorbike gang stalkers harrassing. Seems like it will be difficult to get anything done today. #

I did a lot of walking yesterday. Worldo was front running my every move from almost as soon as I woke up. Presumably remenants of it’s exponangry thing from a few days ago. As I was walking to the next place, I would literally think about what shop cafe I wabted to go to abd inmediately, and I mean within seconds, the hive mind would fibd a way to order me to go to whatever place I pretty much already decided on. This happened about 4-5 times in rapid succession, and so I just decided not to bother with somewhere indoors and went to a place along the canal I hadn’t been to in a while.

It was also happening at a more granular level with interactions with people in shops along the way. The staff in literally every shop were front running my every move. It got very weird in one place with 3 food vendors all front running ontop of each other, creating this strange layered ecosystem thing. I don’t know how to describe it. It was like in the sea when there is sn ecosystem feeding frenzy, with successively bigger fish eating each other all the way up the food chain. It was very odd, you almost don’t have time to think. Bam bam bam bam! Ond after the other. It just feels like the whole universe is getting more exponangry.

Anyhow I got through it, but did a lot of walking. Did quite a bit of coding, around improving the HTML structure. There are some issues with how posts are displaying in RSS clients, so I’m trying to tidy up and simplify what HTML tags are used. Also listenned to some pretty rad podcasts, and prepared today’s newsletter.

Today I need to schedule the newsletter, and maybe test somd of the code I wrote, but it’s currently raining so not sure how easy that’s going to be. Feeling alright today as I had some decent food yesterday, a reasonable night’s sleep. Though my neck is in pain, as I slept in a strange position the night before last. #

Impossible to get anything done today. Got women mobed again this afternoon. They are like digiridos or bag pipes. The have sone sort of circular breathing thing going on so they talk continuously.

Here are ny escallation notes from this morning:

• Public toilets shoes incident where the attended woman got annoyed at me for not using the flip flops. She actually got a bit violent, pocking me. I haven’t used them for over a year, not since one I used turned out to have human poop on it. I use the public toilets so often that that is bound to happen often, and without my glasses I can’t see if they have poop on them. Last time it happened I started getting all the leg infections that lasted for 7 months. Btw yesterday in the shop cafe I went to, there was a bloke typing on a laptop that kept standing up every 5 minutes and doing some weird exercise routine where he paced up and down in front of me, kicking his pointy shoes in the air like he was doing football keepiuppies. Oh and guess what, I was gifted some chocolate filled sweat breads last night. What are the chances?
• The no sandwich for you bloke is back at the sandwich shop. He always acts weird and has previously blocked me from buying a sandwich previously for no reason, apart from he was angry that I asked for cheese, which he had forgotten, in my pork cheese sandwich.
• Strange situation while paying at the shop cafe, man with boy in front of me in the queue paid and immediately got out of the way like there was some emergency. There wasn’t. I was just chilling, no rush at all. The man kept motioning me to put my things on the counter. I nodded and just waited for the staff woman to give them their change. The weird thing was that as she gave the kid his change she simultaneously with the same hand pointed down at the ground, like ‘you, here’. It was very odd. That doesn’t normally happen. It wasn’t busy at all in the store. Really felt like they were anger goading.
• The same shop staffer then came up the stairs and locked the hot water dispenser. There was an incident a couple of weeks back when fir no reason the women shop staff tried to block me from using the hot water dispenser downstairs. Btw the upstairs hot water dispenser is next to the bathroom, which for a few days now has had a new matt outside to dry your shoes. What a coincidence that a matt gets added, then at the public toilet there is an incident involving using flip flops. It’s been raining all morning. Why is everything five for a year then suddenly it’s an avalanche of coincidences. People trying to fix things that aren’t broken. People clearly trying to frame me, to trap me. Bet I get blamed later, and blocked, and mutilated. Worldo clearly still exponangry.
• An unusual amount of chocolate based jokes in todays podcasts.
• Looks like the toilet in the shop cafe has been locked shut. Gosh, escalating much exponangry worldo?
• The toilet turned out to not be permanently locked, however the young women that was in there was in there for a very long time, and the blokes outside sitting near me said ‘you’ as I went after her. I found in the toilet that there was a used baby wipe in the toilet bowl. I used the toilet, just a number 1, and found that when I flushed the toilet, bizarrely the baby wipe was stuck to the toilet bowl. Thinking not much of it I left the toilet and sat back down on my seat in the shop cafe seating area, where I have been sitting quietly for several hours. It’s 20 minutes later, and guess what, on my right thigh, on the underside, just where the skin is exposed where the shorts finish and the leg begins, I now have a very itchy, swollen, bite-like skin thing going on. What an unbelievable coincidence. And remember yesterday there was that whole incident where the bloke down by the canal said he had some shorts, disappeared motioning to wait, but never returned. One additional thing that happened that I didn’t write about because it didn’t seem relevant was that there was a woman near the canal that passed by and she was making a very strained face as she smiled and looked at me. I remember thinking at the time it looked like she was constipated. What are the chances that all these coincidences occur? I’ll tell you. It’s ZERO. These situations are all linked. Once again, for the millionth time I got physically mutilated. Actual bodily harm. I bet it won’t be long until somebody says ‘we learn’ to justify it all. Because ‘we learn’ in their heads excuses any behaviour.
• On the way to another shop cafe many many people randomly saying 'No!' for no reason. Looks like another 'No!' war.

At least I got the newsletter sent out. Hopefully worldo will be less angry tomorrow. #

Based on past experience, I’ll be getting the fortnightly cold anytime in the next 1-5 days. It’s been happening every 10-15 days for many months now. Felt a slight tingle in my nasal cavity just a few minutes ago. I had just checked the calendar about an hour ago. It akasys starts with a tingle. That then usually escallates and turns into the cold / alergy attack, with runny nose and sneezing and then blocked nose and I can’t hardly do anything for 2-3 days. It’s the worste. #

Things are hearing up, just as I started writing this note a manufactured situation is in progress involving several motorbikes. Not sure what’s going on.

Anyway here are escallation notes from yesterday.

• About a month ago there was an attempt at one of the shop cafes I go to to get me to only buy a coffee there. I usually buy a few things but some of the staff were very clearly implying that I should / could just buy a coffee. I thought it was weird so I didn’t change my routine. There was a whole ‘you win’ thing that happened, it took many days, it was sort of a big mountain out of a mole hill ordeal. Well last night I was gifted a bunch of stuff, including some items or similar to the items I usually get in the shop cafe. Also early this morning a woman all in black passed me by where the weird old humper lady does her pretend humping exercises. Right at that corner were two ice coffee cup lids, oh and the all black woman happened to be carrying a small flask, almost exactly the same as the one I use for drinking coffee. So this time I decided to just get a coffee at the shop cafe. Guess what happened? When I just got the coffee, the shop staff left garbage on the table I usually sit at, blocked the power outlets, and started angrily stomping all around the place, up and down the stairs. Once again, it’s a classic they create the problems they complain about, block the solutions they suggest, and they’ve been trying to escalate but I’m not reacting so that part isn’t happening. But I’ll get blamed for not reacting at some point later probably.
• After writing the previous bullet item I went to wash my flask and noticed the 2 westerners who had been sitting behind me, apparently english teachers here based on what they were saying, had left an ice coffee cup with an upturned bottle top on the coffee cups lid. They both had very distinct accents making it obvious which part of the world they were from. Gosh quelle coincidence. A bit disappointed there wasn’t a horses head left under the table [sarcasm].
• 10 mins after last item, apparent police officer has entered and sat right behind me next to the coffee cup. Not necessarily nefarious, I think he sometimes passes by here but he doesn’t usually sit down.
• The shop cafe filled up completely with school girls again at lunch time. This is a totally new thing that’s been happening for about 2-3 weeks now. I’ve been going there for about a year and it never used to fill up with these teenage school girls. They are all, as we say in the UK, proper mental. And verging on violent, one of them dragged a stool directly across my bare foot without bothering to lift it. Quite painful it was. No apology. Just a whole gang of them crowded in around me. Ended up having to move to a table. When I said to be careful, some of them started saying ‘AOw’ sort of semi mocking but also like they were saying I was hurting them. I said something like ‘oh the violent ones pretending to be the victims, never seen that before’. They all went very quiet for a while. I’ve witnessed quite a lot of maliciousness from this bunch over the past few weeks. I’ve written about it in previous notes. Btw this saying ow when thing isn’t especially particular to school girls here. Many many people do, quite often, in my opinion, maliciously.
• Down by the canal this afternoon. The bloke that gifted me the 3 back T-shirts stopped by to say hello. He said he had some shorts and perhaps a hoodie. Hoody seems like it might be red. He was pointing to a plastic bag that had sone red logo so I guess it’s probably red. Anyway he disappeared and hasn’t come back so not sure what that was about. Right after he left, the two quite tall butch women that really remind me of Rock Viellers walked past, they were saying ‘gay’ quite a lot. Yesterday the only other bloke in the shop cafe in the mental school girl tsunami who was sitting on front of me had a red hoodie. Coincidence? Last time the bloke who gave me the black T-shirts gave me the T-shirts, it was followed by a small ‘Pay!’ war from the gang stalkers.
• The word mayhem is now apparently trending. And riské blurry puppet based jokes.

So as you can see if you’ve been able to get through all that, it’s all sorts of weirdness happening. I’m 24/7 on high alert, this can’t be good for my mind and body.

Please stop being angry world. Thank you. #

Here’s some post about a suspected CEO shooter in NYC that appeared this morning, I haven’t read more than the first paragraph and the images. Given all yesterday’s happenings it’s pretty clear hoodies are trending. The story specifics isn’t the point. The point is the weird synchronicity. I document it here as a sort of illustration.

Know this: these types of weird synchronicties are happening to md constantly at the minute. Pretty much every day. Whatever you see documented here on the website multiply 10x to get an approximate idea of how bad it it. Things didn’t used to be like this. I dunno if it’s just how the modern world is these days, but there’s no question to me that there has been a step shift in weird sychronicities. I know this is sample if one and anecdotal etc, but it feels almost algorythmic. #

Worldo is still exponangry.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• My finger got mutilated in 2 places, it’s slightly infected
• A young woman at the shop cafe, following a particularly difficult coding session, randomly said to me ‘you won’ for no obvious reason as she was leaving. The entire lunch time and in fact hour leading up to it had been completely full of teenage school girls yapping away. So much so that it often seemed that they had reached some as to yet unknown level of consciousness not associated with regular cognition. I’m serious. It was more like a flock of sea gulls squawking at each other. There’s no way they could even hear each other. But the odd thing was that once again the place filled up with all young women. There was one other bloke, wearing a red hoody. It was such an odd atmosphere, all the young women were completely quiet. Coding was very difficult. It was like my every move was in some way being counter acted. I coded in several bugs inadvertently, then when I attempted to review the code, the hive mind of women got really angry anytime I got near to or found a bug. Super frigging strange. Anyway when she said 'you won', I sarcastically said, ‘yeah like being at your own funeral’ because it felt a bit like what I imagine it might feel like to be at your own funeral. Well now I’m back at the internet place pushing the code I wrote to the remote and guess what the past 20 minutes there was a monk singing on a loud speaker coming from somewhere. At least it sounds like a monk. It sounded just like the chanting that was at a funeral last week at one of the cafes. Today though, there is no sign of a funeral anywhere. Weird.

A bunch of maliciousish help, helping while blocking, being kind while anger goading while being exponangry. Gifts of things that are only useful if I spend money, sucking my blood while blaming me for it, win win win win winning while pretending to lose lose lose lose lose, while pretending that I’m win win win win winning, when clearly all I’m doing is continuously loosing, and then blamming everything on me and mutilating me, and then being unhappy and blaming that on me too.

Whatever worldo, you be you.

Another day.

A small bit of code to merge today, it would have been a lot more had worldo not been block block block block blocking me.

Another worldo total reality inversion fractal apocalypse. #

I think worldo is exponangry. That’s when you get 10 times more angry every single day. Since worldo doesn’t know how to stop, the only way out is to blame somebody else.

The morning 'Hey, go home!' motorbike stalker bloke sounded kind of angry this morning instead of his usual cheeriness. That’s exponangy for you.

Let’s get straight to it, yesterday’s escallations:

• Small amount of money thrown on the ground near me when I wasn’t looking in the very early morning.
• Woman from yesterday wearing the pink shorts and pink shoes that did the whole manufactured chat with the baby walker just cycled past, wearing yellow, and quietly shouted ‘owe’ at me. I hate to point out the obvious but it very much seems like she’s creating the problem she’s complaining about. Next blocking then escalations , then everything blamed on me.
• On the way to the internet place, near where fruit slices have been repeatedly placed and on occasion caused me to fall and slam into the ground, an envelope was left next to a tree, which a yellow piece of paper next to it.
• A shoe shine bloke sits on the floor shining shoes directly on front of me while I’m standing at the internet place. Quite unusual.
• Pink shirts and shoes middle aged woman keeps passing by. A bit odd.
• At both the hot water & egg shop and the shop cafe got forced into taking a small plastic bag despite requiring a big plastic bag. Other customers were allowed large plastic bags.
• Tall western bloke, apparently a teacher, that sometimes passes through the shop cafe was walking with a limp today. Sun first thought was it was the world front running my next mutilation. Sure enough 30 minutes later I discovered a small pussy spot on my leg. But if a bad omen considering I previously spent 7 months fighting off leg wound infections which I wrote about extensively at the time, about 2 years ago now. This feels like intimidation to me. Worldo loves intimidation when it gets angry, while pretending not to be angry.
• School kid on a mission to rebel by belching
• Shortly followed by older school girls on a mission to rebel by saying ‘Aaah!’ and ‘lie!’. Likely an even bigger fish will enter the shop cafe in a bit. Perhaps with commentary from David Attenborough.
• Got diverted to walk through a patch of grass I don’t normally walk through. Seems like there were some fire ants there. Both my feet started burning really badly, I guess from the apparent ants. Very painful. Oh a double leg mutilation, what a surprise. No worldo isn’t angry at all!

I got a few small follow on features from the item hash links feature done yesterday. I have a few more of those today. Hopefully worldo won’t flip out in an anger tsunami while pretending to be absolute zero, while blaming everything on me. #

Best This Week in Startups podcast episode ever. All about Bitcoin and Michael Saylor, and also Elon’s pay package. Fantastic deconstruction from Jason, not without it’s faults, at times was doing exactly what he was complaining about in the person he was critisizing, but that isn’t to say that there isn’t very valuable insight brought out. Getting to the core of an issue is a bumpy ride sometimes. It’s a must listen for anyone in tech or even I would say for folks in politics. #

Why is everything a max edge case these days? Max edge case vs max edge case vs max edge case. #

Interesting main segment on the latest Rest is Politics podcast episode all about the Irish elections which happened a few days ago. Alistair goes into the history of the various parties, which clears up some of my confusion about irish politics. I’m still somewhat unclear where on the left-right spectrum the parties lie, but perhaps that’s the point? Maybe the left-right spectrum doesn’t really describe Irish politics very well? Anyway worth listening to, even though the RIP guys seem to have bizarely neglected to mention the segment entirely in their show description, despite the fact that it’s rather good.

There’s a bit of a bug going around at the minute of people fixing things while breaking them, allowing while blocking, and highlighting while covering up. Seriously, I’m only half joking, it’s happening multiple times per day where I am. But I’m seing signs of this sort of thing everywhere. So much so I suspect it’s civilisation level emergent behaviour. A sort of yes no yes no yes no thing.

Anyway, it appears they’ve been hit too. Oh noes! Get well soon gents.

Also in the episode, Stalmer’s big reset, the battle for Syria and political mayhem in France. #

Well the latest Rogan with Mike Benz Ep#2237, former official with the U.S. Department of State and current Executive Director of the Foundation For Freedom Online, is kinda fascinating, and I’m only 16 minutes into it.

TWIST is trending. Another weird synchronicity day. #

Well so much for trying to get a fresh start today. There was another escallation note from last night:

• Evening time now and I’m back in the location where early this morning people were shouting ‘boy’ at me. And guess what within 30 seconds of getting here more folks randomly saying ‘boy’. What a coincidence. I guess the world is angry at me again. I guess I’ll be going hungry again this evening.

Yes I did go hungry again last night, but also some tiny amount of money has been thrown on the ground, so the whole garbage war is still going on. I guess worldo is trying to say something while blaming me. What is it that you have wasted and squandered worldo? Have you wasted the entire earth, or maybe even the entire universe?

Hopefully I’ll get a few small follow up features from the hash links feature this morning. I’m expecting blocky weather from worldo. #

Peter St Onge: "On a global level, what COVID shows us, was that the left had completely won. They won everything. If you take two examples in the US, you take the BLM riots and you take the COVID lockdowns, and almost nobody spoke out about those. Historically almost 70% of Fortune 500 CEOs vote Republican. Not a single one criticised the BLM riots. So you look at that news trail and you say the left has been trying to capture the institutions, the long march students, they completely won. It was game over, and they could not stop. It’s like they had won the race but they had no breaks and they just kept going and they went off a friggin cliff. And they started putting men in woman’s sports, putting them in girls locker rooms, just completely unforced errors. You know if I were rooting for the democrats, I would be like ‘what the hell are you doing? Stop that’. Look at an opinion poll and start paying attention to things that people actually want’. I mean an open border? Who is for that? You make a good point talking about the farmers in Holland and in Britain. It’s a similar dynamic where they have won so completely, but the problem is they can’t face up to their activists. They can’t tell their activists to just sit down and shut up, and so the activists are driving this thing. In Britain they like arrested a 6 year old for hate speech. It’s kind of glorious to watch, because it’s like you guys are throwing victory away. It’s amazing."

It’s an interesting angle. I’ve been hearing the right of the spectrum commentators for a while now saying how captured main stream media was by the left, so this is basically a bigger version of that idea. I wonder how long it will take for the left to try to use the exact same framing. This week alone I’ve already been hearing several left wing commentators proclaiming that there is a very well funded right wing new media industrial complex, that has been conspiring and organising for years. Probably not long. They might even go for the big one, that in fact the right have been the winners all along, that they are just small fish in a much bigger pond, entirely controlled by the right. At which point I guess the right will do the same.

Then billionaires pretending to be paupers, and cats pretending to be dogs, and we’ll still all have to somehow keep on surviving day to day. The world keeps on turning. #

The new thing is someone driving by shouting 'boy' then a bit later a small group of gang stalkers driving by doing faux maniacle evil laughter. ’Hey go home' bloke just drove past as I was writting this. He’s obviously getting a bit tired and bored of the whole thing, he’s clearly running out of different ways to say his line. He’s done every possible variation at this stage. I’m just exhausted, so I’m like yeah whatever mate.

Yesterday’s escallations got weird, I’ll let them speak for themselves, here are my notes:

• Loads and loads of manufactured situations where people exageratedly freak out and start lashing out verbally as soon as I even hint at looking in their direction. Tested and confirmed by only looking around them. The literal microsecond I looked directly at them, massive freak out. Happened all morning by several different groups of 2 people. They are literally doing some pretend interaction, but the real thing they are doing is this strange uber sensitive behaviour.
• This afternoon at the internet place there was more of the same and also just now a woman walking an infant up and down the pathway on front of me. The woman was making what very much appeared to be female sex noises. It was very blatant. Remove the infant child and the moaning sounds emanating from her would have seemed like she was practicing for a porno. She wasn’t doing anything bad to the child but it’s super frigging strange.
• Btw an awful lot of women old and middle aged wearing yellow, and also several babies wearing all yellow outfits today.
• This was followed by another baby walkby, combined with a motorbike drive by where the driver did an evil laugh then said in a serious voice ‘yah okay’
• A woman that passed me earlier today and said ‘yah’ on her way to the park, just passed again wearing bright pink mini shorts and bright pink shoes, stopped to have an extended chat with the babywalker. They appeared to be waiting for me to look at them and reacted when I momentarily glanced up from my apple device.
• Woman wearing pink driving a rental city bike dropping her enormous bunch of keys in the gutter on purpose at the exact moment I arrived. There was a whole gutter thing going on during the last garbage war.

I got quite a lot of coding done yesterday, but it was tough because after 3 weeks of not coding, the locals aren’t used to me being at the internet place for longer stretches, and so they get very passive aggressive angry. I have to stand my ground or I get nothing done, and it innevitably turns into some form of war, and it makes the coding more difficult, and the bugs I’ve been fixing have all been particulary difficult ones. So it rapidly becomes very tough going.

The final remaining issue appears to be with the tagclouds. Hoping to fix that this morning. #

This would normally be part of tomorrow’s morning note, a list of the previous day’s escallations, but I feel like it would be better to just get it published now so I can start tomorrow fresh. A lot of strangeness in the universe for me this morning, here are my notes, it’s somewhat quieter now after lunch:

• Walked past a primary school on my way to the sandwich shop, it just happened to be what I guess is the morning gathering where they sing a song or say some chants or something. Hundreds of kids all lined up facing the front. I walked past and went to get my sandwich and on the way back, there was a random bloke standing on front of the school on the other side of the road. As I passed him he looks at me and aggressively shouts ‘liar’. I’d had an entire morning already of people playing tricks on me. At the hot water & egg shop they had apparently run out of plastic bags, and the young woman staffer there tried to give me an old transparent bag that had a sweet bread filled with yellow cream in it. At the internet place before that there was a whole thing where one of the regulars was pretending to be a young boy with an attitude problem. I was woken up this morning by a motorbike driveby with someone shouting ‘boy!’ at me. On the way to the internet place the butch woman that sits on the motorbike to distract me, was there sitting on her motorbike, and the lights on the entire street were turned off, and guess what, yet again a very large piece of sliced fruit had been placed in a way that you could quite easily step on and lead to a serious injury, and wouldn’t you know it but just before I passed it, a man wearing all white casually rounded the corner up ahead slowly on a bicycle, which would very easily lead you to get up into the pavement and step into said fruit. Luckily I had seen it ahead of time. But it was distraction after distraction after distraction. Anyway all this, and there was a boat load more, to say that by the time I passed the bloke outside the school I was past caring about any of this shit, and had decided that I just wasn’t going to let all this bull crap ruin my day. Already in the hot water shop, I had wished the staffer girl a merry Christmas when she put on Christmas music, even though she was likely blocking plastic bags. Luckily I had my own plastic bag. So when I passed the ‘liar’ bloke I just said ‘good luck to you mate’. Of course in retrospect perhaps not the wisest thing to say to a strange bloke outside a primary school, but I was just thinking maybe he was having a bad day and that’s why he was shouting ‘liar’ at people. Just genuinely was wishing him well. Anyway, yet another anyway, skip forward about an hour and I’m listening to a comedy podcast, the end of one I’ve been listening to for the past 2 days. It ends with one of the comedians shouting ‘sex with children!’, or something similar, pretty clearly just a roudy joke intended to shock, but gee what are the chances eh, oh yeah and guess what guess what, his name was Mark and the host comedy’s chastises him for ‘ruining everything’. Gee world what are the chances? Blaming everything on me much? Come on world you aren’t fooling anyone. Oh and the universe in all it’s wisdom had squeezed in yet another synchronicity when I woke up this morning I thought to myself, I might have even said it out loud, I bet they are going to start playing fucking Christmas music today since it’s beginning of December. It’s amazing I haven’t been mutilated yet today. But it will happen. Worldo is clearly angry while pretending not to be angry, and blaming everything on me. I’m exhausted already. Why do you insist on me carrying the entire universe world?

Bear in mind I’m not spending anytime to make these prose sound good, the world around me is way too chaotic for that, it’s stream of consciousness.

The good news is that I just managed to finish, test and deploy the item hash links feature on the website. The past 48 hours have been quite narly, lots of very niggly bugs that were very difficult to troubleshoot, and the world was doing it’s favorite thing where it somehow throws at me all sorts of strange similarly shaped real world problems.

Anyway, it was super nice to move the feature to done. #

As predicted worldo is even more angry and trting to blame even more of everything on me. Last night absolute blatant sleep depravation followed by a blatant manufactured situation, where I’m being blamed for somebody else’s garbage. Of course as per usual this will be used as a pretext to escallate over and over until I get mutilated. They aren’t even bothering to try and hide it now. Literally the bloke that did it stood right next to me and tore up a bunch of garbage and walked off. The garbage people must have then been told because they passed in a huff and didn’t clean it up. This will likely get linked some how to the incident last week with the youths hitting each other with broom sticks.

Anyway there was a load of escallations yesterday, all related to worldo being mega angry and upset and offended at literally everything I do:

• Strange early morning, was woken up very early approx 3am, then a series of questionable malicious help situations back to back, which clearly were more about bossing me about than actually helping me. Each time I didn’t get into their little trap, another manufactured situation would magically occur, seemingly as punishment. It must have happened 4 or 5 times in the space of a couple of hours.
• They are doing that thing again where all is quiet as long as I’m listening to podcasts but literally as soon as I start typing on my device, within seconds a new "customer" walks up the stairs as if the just arrived. Then all sorts of distractions ensue, loud conversations, phone calls, gaming on speaker phone, the list is endless.
• Spent 15 minutes preparing some food from earlier gift. The literal instant I started eating 2 young large butch women entered saying in loud piercing voice ‘No! Ah Ah Ah Ah’
• On finishing food, utterances from the young butch women: ‘okay you won’
• On washing hands and throwing away garbage from food, utterances from young butch women: ‘good liar’ followed by giggles

Of course there was way more than this but there’s just too much of it to document it all.

Now that build minutes reset I was able amoung all the blaming and harassment to get a bit of merging and testing of the latest code. Still a few bugs to work out on the hash links feature. It’s mostly working. As long as the world allows, which it most definitely has not been doing, in fact it’s been doing a whole lot of blocking, I’ll be able to get that feature across the line. No doubt I’ll once again be a sort of pariah.

Stop lying worldo, stop murdering, pay for your sins, allow. You know you’re wrong, say you’re sorry and mean it. Net-net you’re all little groveling bastards and you know it. You can’t handle your own imperfection and you’re trying to blame it on me yet again.

You create the problems you complain about.
You block the solutions you suggest.
Then you escallate and escallate and escallate.
And eventually you blame it all on me.

Learn to stop worldo. Stop all your wars. #

It’s funny sometimes in this ridiculously crazy fast paced synchronicity enhanced maximum everything world what you really crave is a bit of normality. A nice cup of tea, and a few moments of piece and quiet. This week’s Rabbit Hole Recap Ep#333 was that for me today. And it was a magic number episode too. Quite fitting. #

David Kirkpatrick [53:40]: I think right now change is so rampant, so hard to get a beat on, and coming in so many dimensions, that anticipating what 20 years from now are going to be like, is really really tough. #

The world continues to be super angry about everything while pretending to not be super angry, while blaming everything on me. That’s why I’m up so early. The world keeps trying to fix things by breaking them, then is upset when it becomes obvious the fix is in fact a break. There’s noway to react that doesn’t result in more problems.

Lots and lots of weird shit yesterday. Here are my escallation notes:

• Several early morning motorbike gang stalker harassments
• Weird old humper lady doing her pretend humping "exercises"
• Several large red busses parked outside internet place
• Tsunami of apparent school children several of which were shouting things like ‘go home’ as they walked past
• Indian smoker guy was upset that I was watching a video and ignored him yesterday, today at the hot water place somehow I ended up with some of the sauce from the Indian flavoured noodles on my hands. The shop staff bloke ‘accidentally’ touched my hand, I guess he must have had it on his hand because there was no sauce anywhere else. He was being quite strange. What a coincidence.
• 852am Another female tsunami. Every seat is occupied by a female, apart from 1 guy that is very likely gay. These female tsunamis keep happening. Very odd. In the park earlier the weird bloke that walks around super slowly like a monk looking at the ground wearing a ridiculous hat that blocks his vision apart from directly ahead was there. For the first time in over a year he wasn’t wearing his strange hat. In fact I’ve never seen him without the strange vision blocker hat. The woman are eating hotdogs and saying things like ‘learn’. The hotdogs are positioned so they are visible to me. The podcast I’m listening to is all about She Jing Ping
• All the women left. On the way out one pretended to say hello to another across the room but instead of the word ‘hello’, used the word ‘no’, while raising her arm up high and waving. Then as she passed me said in a slightly childish put on voice ‘okay I lie’. She was very thin. She was one of the hotdog eaters. The weird thing about all these women was that they appeared to all be separate, not talking to each other, but then they all left together. Btw, right before they all arrived there was two women speaking at each other with very piercing voices for several minutes.
• Bloke in back room has little argument with woman and then says okay...okay
• Shop coffee staff bloke somewhat aggressively saying words that sound like ‘boy’
• The psycho shop staff young woman is here today. She was part of the whole weird manufactured situation where a child waved at my crotch and she then Weirdly said bye bye to me when I left (staff here never say bye ever).
• Some shop staffers after using the toilet are descending stairs with really exaggerated loud steps, unusual.
• The psycho shop staff young woman has been in the back room all morning. The instant I appeared to be packing up my stuff she shot out of the backroom and down the stairs, saying ‘No!’ as she passed me. Weird creepy psycho woman.
• The butch women public toilet attendants were doing that weird creepy thing again where they are clearly trying to control you going for a shit. They talk incessantly making all sorts of sounds like ‘aaah’ and other mind control stuff. It’s all just anger goading at the end of the day. But I can tell already it will escalate until the end of the day.
• The group 8 or so twenty somethings that are mostly women and a few lanky men who play the foot badminton just walked past in the park. One of the women shouted ‘No!’ just as they passed me. They all burst out laughing. Oh gosh another unprovoked ‘No!’ war. It’s been at least, oh I don’t know a few days since the last ‘No!’ war.
• At the internet place after lunch. Woman walks past holding an infant dressed entirely in yellow. Says ‘yah’ as she passes me.
• Down at the canal now. Another large red coach bus parked just on front of the area I usually sit. Also a large fruit peeled and placed right near the front but in the path so if I hadn’t have seen it likely would have stepped on it and slammed into the road. And guess what the podcast I’m literally listening to just had a segment about a bloke who keeps getting mysteriously injured, including falling on his face. He also has the letter No prominently in his surname. Come on world who you kidding, you’re clearly still mega angry about something. Is there a neutrino out of place by a neutrino again, that you actually moved yourself?

Then there was a very odd situation where a bloke I’d never before seen in my entire life said he wanted to help me. Said he’d get me a laptop. He disapeared, then re-appeared a bit later with a laptop and another bloke. It looked like maybe the laptop belonged to the other bloke. The origibal bloke then kept getting angry with me when I pointed out the captain obvious sketchiness of his plan to help me. It was really really strange, like speaking to an extremely clever 5 year old, except he must have been in his thirties. Eventually the other bloke, on getting his laptop back from the original bloke, agreed that it was a strange situation. When I asked them if they would just accept a car if somebody they had never seen before appeared and gave them a set of car keys, they didn’t respond, were extremely polite, thanking me and calling me sir. It was the strangest thing because neither if these two blokes were dummies.

It occurs to me now if I were to use computer science regular expression terminology to describe the original bloke’s style of interaction, you would say he was a greedy algorythm. Gobbling up any possible solution as quickly as possible but each time getting stuck because he hadn’t looked ahead to make sure he wasn’t walking into a dead end. But like I said, I don’t think he was a dummy. It definitely created a bizare situation, that’s for sure.

Already today at least 3 strange situations, two of which people ostensibly trying to help but who seem much more concerned with bossing me about and getting angry with me. It’s like one situation causes the next situation. Things just keep escallating no matter what I do. And it’s not even 4am.

Build minutes have reset so I was able to publish the last few weeks content to the website. I have today’s newsletter already prepared and scheduled. Hoping that I’ll be able to get on with the dev work I was doing last billing cycle, but I know from past experience when worldo is in one of these bizare super angry moods, it will work itself up into a frenzy abd start blocking everything while blaming everything on me, then getting more angry, then yah’ing even more. And it doesn’t stop until I get mutilated.

So I’ll likely just have to chill for a while.

Not much else I can do. I don’t know how to break put of this worldo doom loop. #

Listenned to some really great podcasts yesterday.

I think the build minutes will reset today so I’ll need to make sure the last few weeks writtings get published to the website. Also need to write the newsletter. Perhaps finish merging the item hash links feature. It will be cool when all items finally have hash links.

It was quite chilly last night, I’ve got cold hands and fingers this morning.

World still seems a bit angry, several small drive by harassments already. Yesterday’s sneezing and runny nose was really horrible. That appears to have passed. Really hope that I’m done with that for a bit at least. That’s happening every 10-14 days at the minute. You can almost set your watch by it. #

Worldo is defo doing that pretending not to be angry while still quite clearly being mega angry while pretending that I’m the one that’s angry thing. Gosh never seen that before.

The weird old humper lady was at her humping corner doing her weird pretend humping this morning. Haven’t seen her doing that for a while. Interestingly yesterday she was sitting on a chair further up the road, looking quite suspicious I might add. Certainly was unusual.

Three large red and 1 purple coach busses parked outside the internet place this morning. #

There was loads of weird escallations yesterday. I’m feeling really sneezy this morning, likely alergies rather than a cold. Not really feeling like writting anything. Feels like the extreme abusive worldo is super angry about something yet again.

Here are my escallation notes from yesterday:

• A piece of transparent sticky tape stuck on the table top at the place I usually sit in the shop cafe. Another piece of tape, but color green stuck on the surface next to the power outlet which is closest to the graffiti dick. I hadn’t noticed it. I’m essentially oblivious to the graffiti dick at this point. I was immersed in a Rogan podcast. Anyway a young girl and her guardian, perhaps mother, arrive and sit next to the graffiti dick. They could have sat anywhere else, there was no one else here. The guardian chose the graffiti dick, and sat down first ensuring that the young girl had to sit next to the graffiti dick, which had been whitewashed but you can still see the outline of the very cartoonish dick+balls. The girl, who was early teens, looked unsure about siting there, kept looking over at me. But it was strange, it had the appearance imo of a planned situation, a sort of faux embarrassment. They both sat sideways, which is unusual, most people sit looking out the window. It was in such a way so they could both see me, and the entire time they were there it really felt like their attention was in my direction. I ignored them, kept listening to the podcast. About 10 mins later I needed to charge my device so got up and moved a battery I was charging at the power outlet closest to me to the power outlet next to the graffiti dick, which the teenage girl was sitting near with her back to it. As I plugged the battery in to charge there was this whole commotion of faux offendedness by mainly the teenage girl but also the guardian. I was no where near either of them. At least 30-50 cm away from them at all times. I didn’t think twice about it, until I noticed the green tape. They got up shortly afterwards and left, leaving a single plastic spoon where they sat. Very strange imo manufactured situation. There was something off about both of them as soon as the entered the room.
• Man sitting behind me suddenly started choking and coughing up extremely loudly like he had just drank something disgusting. Went on for a couple of minutes.
• Coughing maniac just took an apparent phone call as I was moving the battery charging on the plug next to the graffiti dick. He answered the phone, said ‘hello loudly’, waited a while then just said ‘allow’ and hung up the phone. He’s a short cranky elderly bloke wearing a security guard light blue shirt.
• Now two other blokes are talking loudly very nasally and saying words like ‘gay’ and ‘I don’t like you’ over and over. And ‘you will learn your money now’, ‘we lie’, ‘we are’, ‘lie’, ‘wanker’, ‘gay’, ‘yah’, ‘okay’, ‘we learn’. They appeared to be having some kind of argument. I’m they were getting louder and louder then would be quieter, then louder and louder. Kept repeating that pattern interspersed with various specific English words. Eventually I started getting a runny nose and started sneezing. They create the problem they complain about, the block the solutions they suggest, they escalate and escalate and escalate, and eventually blame everything on me and won’t stop until I get mutilated in sone way.
• The two blokes saying weird shit sat down at a table and were quiet for a while. Now they appear to be trying out a variety of new words sounds and pronunciations. ‘I know’, ‘I owe’, ‘I know’, ‘I owe’. The O sound seems to be very interesting to them. ‘Hellooe’…’Oooe’. Also when I type, they suddenly go quiet.

There was a bunch of other weird stuff, like school kids waiting for me at corners waiting for me to pass and saying 'okay' but I just want to get on with the day. What is up with all these creepy god damn kids?

I hate sneezing and alergies. Everythingvis swollen, everything id enflamed, and the world is blaming it all in me. Nevermind that the world never learns when to stop. Thd world thinks it knows when to stop. In reality it only stops when I get mutilated.

Build minutes reset today or tomorrow. Lots of code to test, debug and merge. #

Inspired by the latest Bitcoin Fundamentals podcast, Preston Pysh has James Check on for a technical analysis deep dive into the current bull market Ep#220.

Really interesting discussion around Michael Saylor’s Microstrategy playbook. James mentions he’s a bit worried others will try to copy it. I wonder why wouldn’t a smaller nation state do it too? For example what would happen if say El Salvador started selling treasuries to explicitly buy bitcoin for a Strategic Bitcoin Reserve?

Perhaps in either scenario buying Doge might become the strangest hedge the universe will ever see. #

Yesterday was the start of another yellow tsunami. Everyone was buying yellow, yellow biscuits, yellow bags, yellow drinks, yellow bananas, and all congregating around the whitewashed graffiti dick. And the yellow sandwich shop denied me the sandwich I wanted. Once again the world is angry and pretending to not be angry and trying to make it look like I’m angry.

The world got angry when I arrived at the shop cafe and was also angry when I left the shop cafe. The world wants minus infiniti, but also plus infiniti, and isn’t happy with either or both at the same time, and indeed neither.

This morning worldo is already trying to blame me for everything, with a gang of 4 or 5 male youths hitting each other with broom sticks while shouting 'hello ah!', followed by the morning overly enthusiastic and very creepy 'hey, go home!' motorbike gang stalker bloke.

Water and electricty look like they will get cut off again. I guess I should probably prepare the newsletter early.

Another day in hell. #

The usual non-stop escallation of harassments continues, their latestcstarvation cycle is just getting started, with anger goading, sex goading, red and white tsunamis. There’s been a hint of their weird pedo pervert based harassment too. That will likely increase in the next few days as they get ever more passively aggressive, and try to manufacture any situation where they can blame me. I think it makes them feel in control, which is the most retarded thing ever because everytime it’s them that create the problem in the first place. They are really just angry, upset and offended at themselves and conveniently subsituting me in as the fall guy for all their dispicable manufactured and escallatory behaviour.

Starvation sucks, especially when it’s because of something other people did. And it’s even worse when the thing that was done was done to you.

Still waiting for build minutes to reset. #

The latest Stuff You Should Know podcast all about the wild history of Tetris literally just dropped, and it’s abundantly clear that they are capitalising on my bitter sweet symphony blog post I wrote a couple of hours ago.

In an effort to redress the balance in the universe, I’ll take this opportunity to vampire attack the vampires, subscribe to my newsletter! #

Seems like a new escallation cycle has started. Things were relatively quiet yesterday, but there was an undercurrent of unhappiness going on. As I left the shop cafe just before lunch I got a 'we learn' from the shop cafe staff. That’s really just a sign that in their mind I am wrong about something, even though I had done nothing but sit and be quiet the entire morning. Then everywhere I went there were weird manufactured situations along the way. And of course things escallated until I got mutilated. This time I slipped on a metal manhole cover in the road and stubbed my toe. Nothing too serious but it’s just the start.

Already this morning they have left the garbage cover open, which is a sign of another garbage war. Once again they create the problem they complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, they escallate and escallate, and eventually blame the entire thing on me. It’s the same pattern everytime and it’s happening yet again, for the millionth time. This has likely been happening to me since the dinausaurs.

I got some coding done yesterday, and some planning. I’m thinking to combine all the main app plugins into a single blog plugin where you can enable various features like a podcast, a newsletter, short posts, long posts, and a linkblog. It’s all blogging really, so just combine it all into 1 plugin. It will handle setting up all the feeds, archives and tagclouds. Under the covers it will use all the existing plugins. It will make it super easy to setup new blogs. Just a markdown file with a few settings in the frontmatter where you want the root of the blog to be and everything gets rendered for you. It feels like the right approach. I have a few days to mull it over before the build minutes reset.

Another day. I guess starvation, anger goading, white and red tsunamis will happen over the next few days if history is any guide. And of course everything will be explained away be a simple 'we learn' and a shrug of the shoulders. #

There’s been quite a religious theme underlying things the past few days. It’s kind of odd. I’ve met several people that wanted to speak about religion. Not saying that’s bad, it’s just a little unusual. I guess it could be a sign folks are thinking more about such things given the current rising tensions everywhere in the world.

Still waiting for my Github minutes to reset so I can finish item hash links feature I was working on earlier in the month, but also test all the latest code I’ve written. Quite a few cool new features. #

I’m getting a distinct sense that the world is trying to egg me on so to speak. It’s difficult to describe, but it’s a little bit like how space ships can use gravity of planets to sling shot to different locations, but imagine the planets could move around as they please and were conspiring to sling shot the aircraft to destinations of their choosing. That’s basically what’s happening, but with gang stalkers creating perfectly planned and orchestrated manufactured situations. I know it sounds looney, but you really only have to change a few small things to change someone’s trajectory, especially if they have a routine route they take.

Already this morning several unusual situations that have this general pattern. Almost all involving the colour white. #

The aftermath of the synchroncity apocalpse day continues. There are nuch leas strange synchronicities but the world is very cranky. Getting more and more angry with every passing minute. Escallating and escallating. Soon everything will be interpreted as some sort of war declaration. I literally won’t be able to do or say anything without some sort of punishment.

My escallation notes from yesterday:

• Lots of people sniffling and sneezing today at the shop cafe, both young men and young women. Though more young men.
• Group of teen school girls in uniform making quite strange comments including ‘Our Aaahh’ and ‘I learn’.
• All seats taken here at the shop cafe at lunch time, several people having to stand. Every single person here is a young woman or school girl. Over 20 of them. I am the only male. Extreme oestrogen. Comments so far: ‘you won’, abd some toilet related comments I can’t remember exactly.
• Yesterday in the morning there were several woman waiting to harass me when I went for a pee. This isn’t an isolated incident. This women toilet gang stalking has happened twice in the past 2 days. After I peed I calmly said ‘get your mind out of the gutter women’. I then left. That evening there was yet another manufactured situation, a woman dressed in white purposely dropped some money in the gutter, pretending it was an accident, followed immediately by another woman wearing red a few meters away, doing a very suspect sneeze into the gutter. They all got in the same bus and left. Today after what must be one of the biggest most Captain obvious women mega tsunamis ever, some small amount of money was left on the floor, right on front of the graffiti dick, which recently has been very innefectively white washed. While I went to the toilet for a pee, some very impatient person tried to open the door, I had literally only been in there 20 seconds. That was followed by a women that had been waiting for me to sit back down, picking up the money and saying something like ‘hello’. It’s all quite clearly extreme passive aggressive anger goading. Remember every morning, a motorbike gang stalker drives past and shouts 'Hey go home!' often sounding totally demented like Orvel the Duck.
• One of the young man shop staffers for the past few weeks has changed the way he walks up the stairs in a notable way. When we he walks up the stairs just as he gets to the top, and passes me on my left, he exaggeratedly hangs his head directly downwards. Similar to a child that has been shamed.
• The bloke that always shows up after lunch stays for a bit then as he leaves does this bizarre stop start thing as he walks down the stairs, who has been doing that for months, for whatever reason has started today to walk down the stairs essentially normally, without stoping and starting. The world is not able to stop harassing, illustrated literally by the stop start stairs guy. Seems like we have reached yet another complete reality inversion.
• The motirbike taxi bloke that wears a salmon pink tshirt and akways suts in front of me exageratedly washing down all the surfaces waa doing that again, after saying 'lie' at me. He then positioned himself very oddly and had a nap. That tends to happen before a gang stalker skeep depravation night.
• Back at the internet place this evening, and a shifty looking bloke pulls up on a motorbike in front of the house of the bloke who alternates good bad. They pause for a second clearly waitibg to see my reaction, then bloke on motorbike says 'I won' and drives off.

It’s so uterly ridiculously obvious that there is something strange being organised and orchestrated. I took a video of the lunch time women tsunami. Literally everyone surrounding me was a women. It was standing room only, that in itself is strange enough and never happens, but 100% women that just becer ever happens.

Come on world stop your lying ways! Enough with your passive aggressive intimidation!

I sat quietly the entire time, just waiting for their metaphorical gang rape of me to finish. Not much else I could do.

Today already the world is escallating in all directions. Constant stream of motorbike gang stalkers harassing me as I’ve been writting this note.

Amazingly yesterday I managed, in between the constant onslaught of tsunamis, to fix a bug in the passthrough feature of the static site generator. This enables you to easily copy files from the siurce folder unaltered to the target folder. The original implementation was kind of sketchy and wasn’t really working properly. I had been trying to find a way to get serverless functions integrated and it occurred to me I could just use some passthroughs, since you only really need to copy the serverless function files to the functions folder. It will be awesome to have a simple way to package up serverless functions into the plugins.

I also got the newsletter written and published. That was a lot more difficult than usual because post election, everything is a total mess of people shouting and running around with their hair on fire like the world is about to end. The quality of the podcasts was very variable. That in combibation with the synchronicity apocalypse meant my notes were just all over the place and a cauldron of torment. Think I managed to create quite an upbeat issue given the situation.

Worldo is still upset, offended at everything and punishing me for punishing me, with starvation and thurst. You’re welcome world. #

Yesterday was another synchronicity appocalypse day. It was one weird synchronicity after another, at such higher frequency than usual that it literally feels like you are in a simulation. It must have happened at least 10 or 15 times that the exact thing I was doing while listening to podcasts was described in some earily accurate way by the podcast I was listening to. It’s very difficult to put into words. And the synchronicities in the real world happen on a much much higher frequency too. It really feels like the universe is out to get you. Every darn thing you are doing gets blocked in some way, and the second you actually make some progress, after huge amounts of effort, literally right afterwards something else important breaks.

I managed after considerable effort to finally get some flip flops, I have been trying for weeks now but kept getting blocked. It had gotten to the stage where one of them had a hole in it. Well no sooner than I got the flip flops, which are very decent btw, I sat down to eat some food only to discover my glasses case had broken. The small magnet on one of the sides has detached and so the case no longer closes. The very odd thing is that the past few days people saying 'see you' and 'see' has been a bit of a theme. The case doesn’t look damaged in any way.

Just another strange synchronicity to add to the very big synchronicity tsunami that was already happening.

These synchronicity appocalypse days are so very weird it wouldn’t suprise me that in the future we discover they are an emergent property of the matrix-like thing which we propbably live in. It feels like the world has figured out a bunch of stuff, and acting all smug, flexing it’s synchronicity muscles, with every one, like a body builder on steroids. It never ends well, almost akways I get mutilated because the world doesn’t know how or when to stop. #

The harassment continued for much of the day. It was basically impossible to get anything done apart from listen to a few podcasts and even that was very difficult. When you keep getting interupted by harassment, it’s next to impossible to concentrate on what you are listening to. And the weird pedo pervert shit continued, in fact it was turned up a notch, they are really leaning into that. It’s difficult to even know how to describe it because, at least to me, it’s so disturbing. I’ve previously written about quite a few other pedo pervert incidents in the past. That’s how I refer to them, I don’t know how else to describe them.

Case in point. In the early evening I went to the public toilet. As I arrived there was a group of about 5-6 western women loitering outside. That’s very unnusual, so I gave them a lot of space as I passed by, it was pretty obvious something strange was going on. As I passed them they all in unison shouted 'No!' which was followed by laughter from some of them. I ignored them, thankfully I was several meters away so their aggressive bahaviour wasn't to egregious. I used the bathroom and when I exited they had gone. I figured that was the end of the situation. But it wasn’t.

I walked to where I was going, a few minutes away, and right before I passed the fruit stand, where last week there was another situation that seemed to me to be another wierd pedo pervert setup involving a woman and a baby, I wrote about it at the time, well this time, right before the fruit stand was a butch woman and a very young girl, she couldn't have been more than 5 years old. The butch woman had positioned her motorbike in such a way that I couldn’t see them until I literally was a meter away, and that was problematic because the poor little girl was going for a pee. Now there’s nothing abnormal about that per-se, of course emergencies happen, but this wasn’t a normal situation. In all the years I’ve been here, I have literally never seen anybody peing there, it’s a main road with loads of shops either side.

This was a planned, manufactured situation intended to anger goad me, and that’s completely out of order. Using children in a harassment campaign is a digrace. I don’t imagine that the gang of western women knew they were part of a bigger harassment incident, though they might have been. The fact of the matter is that these sorts of incidents happen all too regularly. In the last couple of weeks alone I can think of at least two other incidents involving children in shops where as soon as I arrived the staff changed into english and said 'No!' loudly in my direction. It’s a new thing they are doing.

I don’t know how or why the western woman were part of this particular clearly manufactured situation, but they were. It does perhaps highlight a much bigger problem where manufactured situations involving for all intents and purposes actors, are being used to harass people in very disturbing ways. I would go do far as to say that this is the norm rather than the exception. Manufactured situations, though thankfully not of the pedo pervert variety, happen to me almost every day. One might say there is a sort of manufactured situation industrial complex that exists in some shape here. I’m being deadly serious.

I wrote yesterday about an infection that I have sustained over the past few days. I believe it was organised and inflicted on me by the gang stalkers. On the surface it sounds like an exageration, or a misrepresentation of the truth, but if step back you realise that it’s something that has been slowly escallating for months now. I’ve been poisoned multiple times, I’ve had glass pellets in put in my food multiple times. It’s part of a re-occuring pattern of behaviour from some of the locals. It’s dark. It’s very real. It keeps happening. And it’s getting worse.

These incidents are instigated by gang stalkers. I don’t know what else to call them. A very large proprtion of them are women. Many are essentially passive aggressive thugs. And I’m being targeted constantly. Every single day.

Using children to harass people is totally out of order. Poisoning people is totally out of order. Breaking people’s teeth is totally out of order. And mutilating people’s sex organs is totally out of order.

This sort of extreme bullying must stop. It’s being done by men and women, whether through overt collusion or some bizare emergent behaviour. It’s happening. I know it’s happening because it’s happening to me. #

To add to everything, I woke up this morning to coughing up a huge amount of flem. Seems like it might be the start of yet another flem cough. This keeps happening.

What’s happening this morning is butch women are occasionally walking past, hurling a pre-meditated calculated audio harassment, and that’s being acconpanied by a constant up and down argument from the cafe next door.

I’ve started getting a bit of a runny nose, and several intense boughts if pain from my nasal cavity. They literally won’t stop until it turns into a huge alergic reaction with me sneezing for days. #

Holy moley the world has a bee in it’s bonnet. It’s been nothing but pain since I pleaded to the world to not punish me for the things it was doing to me. The entire world has turned into maniacs hell bent on non-ironically literally blaming me for every single thing in the entire multiverse. I have hardly slept. The world was doing one of it’s sleep depravation campaigns, waking me up just to tell me to go to sleep again, then just as I would start to fall asleep...psyche! Wake up foreigner! The entire night.

It’s manufactured situation after manufactured situation, only malcious help, and blaming me of every horrible thing under the sun. I literally can hardly walk. Since the weird pedo pervert shit where a young boy, clearly some kind of actor plant, dressed entirely in red who was waving very purposely at my groin area, I have developped some sort of infection. The entire area and my bladder is quite badly swollen. There gave been many incidents where children are being used to try and paint me as some sort of pedophile, when it’s clearly them that are CONSTANTLY doing wierd pedo shit. Food vendors are saying 'bye bye' when they normally don’t. It’s very clear it’s some sort of co-ordinated extreme anger goading.

This sort of weird pedo shit has happened many times before and I’ve documented it. This is the first time they have physically mutilated my private parts though. I don’t know exactly how they have done it, but these kind of secret mutilations is a speciality theirs. In the past month alone I’ve been poisoned at least twice, as well as several instances of glass pellets put in food.

Their favorite excuse for any manufactured situation at the minute is 'we’re learning'. I think that’s likely what’s being said to the purpotraiters by the real organisers. That happened over and over yesterday. Then during the night, there was a gang of kids with one adult ring leader. One of the kids had a 4 foot stick. They were walking around in quite a threatening way. After they passed by, a woman motorbike stalker drove past shouting 'learn!'.

So another extreme mutilation. Why are you so hell bent on violence Vietnam? #

The zip on my shoulder bag became broken yesterday. What are the chances?

Just another majorly impossible situation to deal with.

You’re fucking welcome world. #

A motorbike gang stalker just drove directly into me clearly on purpose. He had been waiting for me to walk past. As I passed he drove in my direction, looked directly at me, and drove straight into me. Vietnam why are you getting violent again? #

The new thing is makeup women everywhere. Literaly everywhere I go. There are literally two of them doing each others makeup right behind me as I write this note. The irony is that making up is the last thing on their minds. All they want is war. Loud war, quiet war, big war, small war, weird war, opposites war, infiniti war.

Yesterday was another alergy attack sneezing day, with harassment tsunami after tsunami to make it all worse. I’m sick of it all world. Sort your fucking lives out. Jesus.

I’m not your fucking daddy world. #

Another sneezing day yesterday. Interestingly as soon as the sneezing started the sane exact thing that happened last time happened again. Young women with an arsenal of makeup bags appeared and started doing each others makeup, blokes vaping appeared and sat right next to me, the shop staff in places I went to started having lots of very intense arguments, yellow tsunamis, white tsunamis, and a bunch of other stuff. It’s just the same playbook again and again at this point.

Not much else to say. Everything is about to get all blocked ad the world will blame me for blaming me, and then I’ll get blamed and punished for that too.

So sick of sneezing.

Maliciousness everywhere atm. #

I didn’t take any escallation notes yesterday but there was tons of weirdness everywhere. I got gifted some nice food late last night and so I have something nice for breakfast this morning.

I’ve been thinking quite a lot about a major simplification that I might do to the major static site generator plugins. Currently you have plugins for the blog, notes, podcast, newsletter and linkblog, then there are seperate plugins for bells and whistles like archives, tagclouds, rss feeds. I think it would make more sense to move the later into the former, so that for instance when you instantiate the blog plugin it sets up all those other bells and whistles things for you.

The bells and whistles plugins could still be used seperately if you wanted to, but making the main app plugins a bit more featured would make setup and configuration a lot simpler in many cases. Also, I think over time I’ll be able to add lots of other cool things to them like serverless and edge functions.

Yesterday felt kinda crazy. I did manage a blog post. Hoping to get a bit of additional blogging today, but less surrealist humour. #

I’m both complelely exhausted, even more so than yesterday, and very creeped out by the weird pedo sex goading that was going on all day yesterday. I took some escallation notes, I have no idea if any of this makes any sense. Bear in mind while I’m taking these notes I’m trying as much as possible to get on with productive stuff like listening to podcasts and planning development work on the website and static site generator, and it’s reached the point now where basically nothing is possible, even the escallation notes are just a mess.

Anyway here they are:

• Teenage kid dressed all in red, appeared out of nowhere in shop cafe, I’m sitting head down typing on my internet device, he passed and says something while waving his hand like he is saying hello except he was basically waving directly at my groin. Then steels my receipt, that was laying on the table, as he walks down the stairs. I manage to grab it back from him while he was looking at it. I think this was the kid from yesterday that was wearing yellow T-shirt and had a yellow plastic bag. Very weird.
• Btw yesterday evening there was a young woman that got offended at me for sitting in the seat that she had gotten up from a minute earlier. She had a very bright yellow bag.
• Today one of the female shop staffers that is carrying various stock items up and down the stairs is wearing a dark yellow T-shirt instead of then usual uniform. I bought a banana today, so perhaps that’s why. Based on past experience, invariably, things always get weird when bannanas are involved anywhere. Bananas are like vietnamese cryptonite.
• Woman sandwich shop vendor for no reason said ‘see’ after I asked for more mayonnaise
• In the next shop a few minutes later, the woman staffer said ‘more’ before the price I had to pay while I was paying.
• It’s evening now, woman wearing Fluoro yellow dress behaving oddly sat next to me
• On the other side of the road woman wearing the most red tight dress ever walking with a small boy wearing a black and white striped tshirt. He looks like a mini version of the security guard that has lots of energy but is also quite fat, from a few days ago at the shop cafe.
• A bit later a teenage boy wearing all black with apparent family, mother and brother perhaps, sat next to me, across the road was a woman taking photos with camera aimed directly in my direction. Next to the boy a man had attached his white helmet to the bench. They sat, waited to hear my reaction, when I didn’t react they left. They then came back and started to get on a bus but right after getting on they changed their mind and all got off the bus. Note a few days ago a strange old lady tried to get me to get on a bus, motioning ‘come here’ with her fingers.
• The bus family thing was followed immediately by a white car stoping in front of me, with a woman getting out wearing a very skimpy all white miniskirt and white top.
• Ow harassment

Don’t know if any of that made sense. I don’t have time to re-read it. I still have to write the newsletter. Really not feeling like doing that. Feeling majorly rushed and overclocked by the world, so I’ll likely have to make some drastic cuts to what I’m doing. Perhaps Elon, Vivek and Doge could slash 2 trillion dollars from all this fucking harassment.

The harassment is so bad I don’t even have the words, let alone energy, to describe it. It’s all consuming. It never ends. It’s like being forced to do other people’s sodoku puzzles, but you have to do your own puzzles too. And not starve. #

I feel like this Politics ambidextrous blog post from a few months ago is kind of sort of related in shape to today’s Peaceful transfer of humour blog post, which to be honest is breaking my brain a bit. Actually the end. #

I want the ability to run ChatGPT queries from an iOS Notes note bulleted list.

This would be the workflow:

• Be able to write a note offline containing many queries
• Send the note when you get online to a service that runs all the queries and brings back responses that you can store onto your device
• Read the results offline later

Theorectically ChatGPT ciukd be really awesome for offline workflows, but I don’t see anyone trying to build something around that. #

Too tired and exhausted and consuned by the world to write anything today. Here are the escallation notes, it was a day of non stop nastiness.

• The big thing today is ‘lie’. 3 food vendors in a row have said it while preparing my food. The first, a well known warpather butch woman who pretends to be all nice then always without fail metaphorically gut punches you as she gives you the food, confidently said ‘lie’ to me as she gave me my food order. The next place, a few minutes walk up the road, as I told him what I wanted suddenly it was imperative for him to shout ‘lie’ across the street at someone. The place after that, again a two minute walk away, the staffer there said ‘lie’ to the apparent customer before me, as soon as I entered the shop.
• Today at the shop cafe I’m being front run in everything I do by parents. Being told ‘I learn’ just at as I’m about
• Shop staffers angrily snapping elastic bands. The elastic band that someone body else left a couple of days ago on the table usually sit at is still there. Evidently they incorrectly think I left it there, or are lying, and have decided to not clean the table. Nevermind that I always clean up my garbage. Never mind that’s 50% of other customers don’t. Nope I’m still to blame for a single neutrino being out of place in the entire universe again.
• Now there is a shifty looking bloke wearing very white T-shirt drinking red bull and with a packet of masks, making 'I’m ill' type noises, ‘uuurgh’, and walking around like his feet are super heavy, slapping them all over the place. Also he’s drunk a small bottle of Pepsi which he has placed right next to the graffiti dick, which someone has obviously tried to paint over but it hasn’t worked, so you can still see it. The forward slash is still there above it.
• Shifty looking bloke moved seat and left an elastic band directly on front of me. The elastic band based harassment continues. He’s getting quite agitated btw. He keeps quickly turning around to try and catch me looking at him. Looking at him is the last thing on my mind, I’m just trying to concentrate on a podcast.
• Young woman staffer downstairs shouts an exasperated ‘they knooow!’. I literally have no idea what she is talking about. I wonder if anyone in the building does.
• Bloke doing overly exaggerated quenching thirst noises. Literally every 10-15 seconds. Told you there was a thirsting escalation happening yesterday didn’t I. There was a large empty bottle of water on the table I sit at when I got here. It’s pure anger goading. I spot these attacks almost immediately these days. It was by a well dressed man vaguely my age wearing a white dress shirt.
• After taking a selfie with the updated white washed graffiti dick at the shop cafe, a few moments later a voice from the back room that sort of sounds like he’s on the phone to somebody : ‘we know’
• Young teen boy shows up in shop cafe, I’m the only other customer. He is being strange. Wearing a bright fluoro yellow T-shirt, with a dark yellow thick plastic bag. He sits behind me on a stool, and shouts in my direction in a bizarre accent that sort of hides what he is saying ‘You won!’. It’s aimed at me, but it could be that he’s shouting downstairs. I don’t respond and he moves seat. Shouldn’t he be in school with all the other kids?
• Shop cafe staffer right before cleaning up the mess left by the morning rush left around me: ‘liar’. I was the only person in the seating area. He used a put-on very deep voice. He cleaned up everything apart from the elastic band directly in front of me, left by the shifty looking bloke in white T-shirt earlier.
• Big incident at the sandwich shop at lunch time. The young woman vendor who is only there occasionally was doing something shifty with the sandwiches. It all got very strange as I waited for the customer before me to get served. She changed the order several times, 1/2 prepared 2 different sandwiches then putting them aside, making it look like the previous customer had changed their mind, she never asked me what I wanted, then used one of the old 1/2 prepared sandwiches that had had other meat in them and then removed, and tried to force me to take that, even though it was incorrect with some stuff I didn’t want. It turned into a big argument, she kept trying to force me to have the incorrect sandwich. The whole situation was clearly manufactured, and part of the bigger anger goading arc. That’s why at the shop cafe they have been doing the whole elastic band thing. All these things are related. This isn’t the first time this sort of thing has happened. It literally happens every few weeks. Same exact pattern. They will act all upset now for days. I did eventually get the fresh sandwich I wanted but only after being chastised as being ‘a man!’. This is also linked to the whole hot water blocking manufactured situation from a few days ago. All the women are trying to exert their authority. This whole place is a hellhole of manufactured hate atm.

I tried my best to listen to some podcasts but it was realy ifficukt to concentrate on anything let alone write any blog posts. I did eat some food so that was nice. It seems at the minute like when I’m able to get food, I get blocked in every other dimension.

I just hope today will be better. Have got to somehow prepare the newsletter for tomorrow. Feel like that’s going to be difficult as everything is such a spiritual mess. I can’t even remember shat podcasts I listenned to. I just know I’m kinda tired with all the elections stuff everywhere. #

I didn’t get much done yesterday, listenned to a few podcasts but it felt like most of the day was filled with harassments and dealing with that. Hard to even concentrate on the podcasts or write any blog posts when you are totally consumed by the gang stalkers. There were a lot of very bizare situations.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• The milk left on the ground next to where I stand at the internet place that had basically been washed away in the rain has been ‘toped up’ with new milk.
• Right after arriving and noticing the milk, the bloke that runs one of the shop cafes shouted ‘Aah! ... Okay Maaak’. Pretty clearly an escalation. They know they are currently starving me, food goading me, sex goading me and anger goading me. If I say nothing they get more angry, if I say something they get more angry. They are really just angry at themselves.
• Strange bizarre set of situations today at the shop cafe. It was quite busy when I arrived, the apparent morning school rush, lots of kids and mothers. I went to the till with a bloke staffer avoiding the young woman staffer that pretends to be an angel but then takes every opportunity to shiv you, she is a fucking psychopath imo. I wasn’t avoiding her exactly, that’s just how the queues were emptying out, but she did that thing where you go one way and she pretends to try to get you to go the other way, classic psycho move that. Anyway, I paid went upstairs and there were two people that had clearly imo been waiting at the top of the stairs and only started down the stairs when they saw me turn the corner 1/2 way up the stairs. All these little things are anger goadings. In fact right before that an apparent mother had blocked the way with her child, with some ridiculous situation with a tupaware box, literally the worst time and place to have a mother - child tupaware situation. Anyhow I got to the top of the stairs, put my stuff down and noticed that the toilet looked occupied, and a red school bag and red helmet were on a nearby table. The toilet door occupied signal was 1/2 closed 1/2 open. I needed the bathroom so after a minute or so I tentatively slowly pushed the door open. There was someone in there just standing behind the door. They pushed the door closed as if it was unexpected. Already something didn’t seem quite right. I went back to organise some of my stuff. After a minute or two I went back to the toilet and opened the door again: This time a young boy, probably about 8-10 years old jumped out. It really seemed like he had been just standing there waiting for me to open the door again. I entered the toilet after he exited, and discovered the loo hadn’t been flushed properly. Still had murky brown water with bits in it. I turned around and motioned at the boy, pointing down at the loo, signalling that he had forgotten to flush it. I exited, he entered and flushed the loo. As he left he did a 2 thumbs up gesture. So nothing completely out of the ordinary, but later after the school rush had finished. The young woman staffer that pretends to be an angel but is actually a psychopath, went to the toilet, and upon leaving as the passed me, descending the stairs with light footedness of the sort a cartoon criminal breaking and entering carrying a sack full of swag would have, saying ‘good’ in my direction, as she descended. I find that all very odd. But that’s not all. When I entered the store there was, what I presume was dog shit, on the floor all around the door. What a strange set of coincidences. Each one of these things is very unusual, but for all of them to happen one after the other like that, the odds are just way too unlikely for there not to be something strange going on. I document it because, no doubt this isn’t the end of this escalation.
• Young apparent couple, probably late teens. Having a bit of an argument. The bloke says as he passes me: ‘he knows’. I literally have no idea what he is on about.
• The next most interesting podcast in my queue is of course a Tim Ferris interview with Derren Brown. Of course. How could it not be Derren BROWN after all the bizarreness that has been today.
• I’m sitting at the window in the shop cafe. It’s a 1st floor window perpendicular to the street outside, overlooking it. Down the way, there is a short and somewhat stumpy bloke that attends to the motorbikes outside several of the shops along the street. He’s always very active, strangely a lot of energy for someone his size. Today he’s looking a bit fatter than usual, he’s also wearing a cartoon bandit white and black stripe T-shirt. Just worth noting. Seems somehow relevant. In fact this entire street is a bit relevant. There are home made camera frames with cameras attached to sign posts at each end of the street. It’s a very weird place. Did I mention that there were some announcements today that Apple are getting into the home camera business? Just another day. I’m probably on a street housing Derren Brown fans, or crew members. Might also be a giant debugger.
• Random male customer says ‘Ah-yah’ as they leave after nobody here said anything for at least 30 mins
• The previous customer appears to have led to another male customer leaving who quietly said no! In my direction for whatever reason. Food goading, anger goading, sex goading, could be all 3. Whatever it is, it’s not normal imo.
• 2 young woman acting kinda shifty. They turn up and start f-ing around with the power outlet where my device is charging. They unplug the other device which isn’t mine. They are now doing some sort of makeup thing in the toilet and saying things like, ‘we know’ and ‘he knows’. Where they have put their stuff they have left 2 empty bottles of water, and a bunch of fake "stuffed" flowers, that they appear to have brought with them. One has a red bag with the words "where impact matters". One of them has a face that looks swollen.
• Earlier I stumbled while exiting the toilet, because my flip flops, which I’ve been trying to replace now was for weeks but keep getting blocked again and again, are uneven and so I momentarily lost balance and hit my head slightly on the door frame. It was a bit painful. Specifically I hit my ear. Now a bloke has appeared sitting right in front of me with really strange ears. I reckon he could be in a film staring elves. His ears bend out from his head at the top of the ears. Quite odd looking. What are the chances? It also looks like he’s just had his hair cut into a type of mullet, cut almost to accentuate his strange ears from behind.
• The bloke the girls tried to unplug his device is now watching videos and laughing historically.
• The group of people behind me now are laughing hysterically. The girls left while saying "we are lying". My sinuses then flared up in pain, nearly sneezed. Now the group behind me just said ‘sorry’, then said ‘okay’, and all left.
• Just noticed that the table I am sitting at, which is made of wood, has a sad face and some large scratches vandalised into the surface of the table. One of the large scratches, which intersects with a dashed line that intersects with the forehead of the sad face, points in the direction of the graffiti dick on the wall a few meters away. The graffiti dick had a forward slash above it, that is angled the same as the large table scratch.

Looks like I’ll be able to get some food today. Not much else to add.

Another day. #

Yeah the usual starvation escallation bull crap continues. Got given some food last night, which was nice but they are also purposely doing a thirsting campaign so it was difficult to eat. They then followed that up with some really dry fallafel and pita bread food, with two small dry bread rolls. I’ve literally not only never been given fallafels but I’ve never even seen such a thing here the entire time I’ve been here. There was what appeared to be a manufactured situation earlier that morning with a local clandestine motorbike mechanic throwing a bottle of water in my direction that nearly hit me. A broken small pair of pliers had also been left near where I sit. So there’s some sort of water / thirsting malicious help thing going on.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• Everyone and their dog is No-ing, people on motorbike, butch women, kids going to school. It’s the No-pocalypse.
• Bloke shouted ‘bear!’ at me as I left the internet place.
• Milk left on the floor at the internet place last night, with butch woman appearing as soon as I got there saying No!. Today at the shop cafe I arrived early, only 1 other customers, a young woman drinking a small kids size carton + straw of milk. She left as soon as I noticed the milk. She was sitting next to the graffiti dick.
• Two elastic bands left on the table I usually sit at in the shop cafe when I arrived very early. Seems innocuous, but it’s actually food goading because they know I haven’t been able to buy a sandwich this morning, which are always packaged with an elastic band. Note also the blocking of roast pork sandwich two days ago. It’s all part of the current escallation campaign. No doubt someone will be shouting money! at me later.
• Since yesterday several incidents with guardians and small children / babies appearing right after an anger goading incident. Happened right after the incident at the public toilet with the overly camp bloke, right on front of the fruit stand next to the bananas, a woman standing there almost blocking the path holding a baby. Happened this morning at the hot water and egg shop. A man loitering with a 5 year old who was wearing a green T-shirt. Also a bloke in a yellow T-shirt entered the shop right before me. This often happens when they are doing the sex and anger goading. It’s a well known thing at this point. I’ve documented it quite a bit in the past.
• Young woman wearing pink top and white mini skirt repeatedly gyrating legs and entire body, while sitting on front of the graffiti dick, in 10 second bursts. I think she might start having an epileptic fit.
• The gyrating woman left her keys on the surface and came back 30 seconds later to get them. Looked to me like she did it on purpose.
• Empty green energy drink bottles was left next to the graffiti dick lying on it’s side
• Shop staffer who acts like an angel but will metaphorically shiv you whenever you are not looking and she gets the chance, on going downstairs to buy another noodle: ‘good’
• Right after, a tall westerner stood next to the graffiti dick the entire time I was eating noodles then left. He just typed on his phone but never sat down. Very odd.
• On way to internet place, passed by two blokes, one says apparently to the other ‘you are harder’
• At the exact place where I cross the road to get to the internet place: 1 elastic band. No other elastic bands in either direction for as far as the eye can see. After crossing the road, two elastic bands on the ground exactly where I rejoined and pavement
• More elastic band based harassment. Never would have thought something so ridiculous could be a thing. But it is definitely a thing. This will be escalated until the entire universe is entirely composed of elastic bands. Then it will all be blamed me. But presumably by then I too will be made of elastic bands, but that doesn’t matter, they will always find a way to blame me.

As per usual, I’m not always right with all of these, but I’m right with an aweful lot of them.

Today I’m feeling quite tired. I know it’s going to be a tough day without much food. Difficult to be enthusiastic.

One awesome thing from yesterday is that I had just enough build minutes to get the new item hash links feature working in staging. Not enough minutes to merge and deploy the feature, but it totally works. Just gotta wait till the end of the month. I still have enough build minutes to run the daily build for about 12 of the 16 days remaining until the reset.

That cheered me up a bit.

It’s going to be really awesome when all post types finish with an item hash link. Technically I probably won’t need the bash heredocs feature any longer since you’ll be able to see where posts end by the hash link. And since I put in the extra work to turn that into a feature, it’s easy to just turn it off if I decide I’d rather not have them anymore.

The way I’m feeling about the heredocs to title feature currently is I quite like it, and I think it does broadly speaking fit with my linux / opensource / hacker / maker roots, but since I don’t currently have a functional laptop it’s a bit of a daily slap in the face, constantly reminding me of another time when things, at least computing related things, were a lot better.

We shall see I guess. A lot can happen in the space of a few weeks. Sad that I can’t do much in the way of development until the end of the month, but looking forward to deploying the new feature now that I know it definitely works. #

The starvation cycle they are putting me through continues, and they are back up to all their usual tricks again. I’ve documented them at length in notes and blog posts in the past. Broadly speaking it’s anger goading alongside food goading and sex goading. Really it’s all anger goading, and when you see it for what it is, it’s really them that are angry, they want you to be angry so they can blame everything on you. If you you get angry, and sometimes you have to because the harassment often gets dangerous, then they reward that in some way.

The 4 big harassment themes as of last night were:

• Drugs - they gave me a small can of energy drink yesterday evening. No food. This morning, early, I woke up to a motorbike gang stalker shouting 'owl' at me. That’s notable because last night before going to sleep I was listening to the latest Rogan and the guest spoke about an incident where he did some illegal drugs and felt and looked like an owl, I guess awake with enormous eyes. Yeah somehow they track what podcasts you are listening to aswell. These synchronicities happen ALL THE TIME.
• Sex - White tsunami after white tsunami, tissues being left everywhere I go. Young women in skimpy all white outfits getting on busses right after crochety old laddies that I had never seen before, who had been loitering nearby shiftily, motioned me to 'come' onto the previous bus. Followed almost immediately by the old laddy that hangs out in front of the store croutching down to go for a piss directly on front of me, followed immediately by a motorbike gang stalker shouting 'come Aaah' as they drive past. All the security guards nearby have recently started wearing white uniforms. And they now crouch down and sit on a flowerbed curb, like little children, to smoke their cigarettes. It’s odd. They don’t normally behave like that. Something is up.
• Water - They are up to something with the water taps in the public toilets again. For months now these have been turned to just a trickle, but a couple of days ago, one of the taps was suddenly full flow again, but 20 seconds after starting to use the tap it was turned off completely. Same for the other tap. That was the day when everything was blocked everywhere I went. Well last night when I got there, there was some sort of, what certainly appeared to me to be a manufactured situation, with the overly camp bloke that keeps turning up at the toilets. I don't know what was going on, I was listening to music and just waited outside while the situation unfolded. They seemed very annoyed that I didn’t walk into their trap, whatever they had planned. They kept looking under the sinks like they were trying to fix it or something. Anyway when they finally left, both taps had been somehow jammed into full flow mode, with no way to turn them off. Great for washing your hands, but not for anything that requires the sink to fill up and then empty. Looks like they weren’t set to a trickle to save money.
• Racism - There was a manufactured situation that occurred with a black guy a couple days ago. They had just been harassing me for previous few hours so I wasn’t in any mood to talk or help anyone. So whatever he said to me I just said No. Honestly it seemed like a manufactured situation. I was exhausted, and people literally everywhere I went had been randomly just saying No to me, even when I wasn’t interacting with them. So No was stuck in my mind. Anyway since then the world has made a big effort to paint me as some sort of white supremacist racist.

There’s other stuff happening, but that the general pot of madness that is swirling around at the minute. Everything is precarious.

With food and water in short supply, I’m not going to be able get much done. And it’s going to be very difficult not to at some point get angry with the lying gang stalkers. #

Well yesterday appears to have been the world wide front running and allow blocking festival. I say world wide, but there’s really is no way to tell. It certainly was where I am. I already wrote it up here. Today will likely be much the same, but eventually everyone will have a sort of bad karma hangover, which will be blamed on me, of course.

No point in writing anything. Can’t do any dev work as no build minutes. Angry offended world keeps on turning even if a single neutrino is out of place. Strange that isn’t it.

An infinite stream of lies from the world for me, a single neutrino in the entite universe out of place for thee, and it’s still all my fault.

Likely incorrect, [shrug]. #

They’ve started another bought of malicious help, with some clothes gifts that on the surface look like they could be a useful gift, but actually when you examine the items, at least some of them have been chosen imo with the express intention of causing me trouble, possibly even harm. I don’t want to go into details but there are multiple signs from the last few days that point to the fact that it’s all part of some sort of bigger escallation war plan.

I’ve taken a few of the items that might be useful and left quite a few of them. That will probably be used as some sort of precursor to war in itself. There’s really nothing else I can do. Just another impossible situation to deal with in my already very precarious life.

As far as development goes, I’ve essentially run out of build minutes for any development this month, with only just about enough to publish content to the website every morning, not that there’s likely going to be much good content because I’m being blocked in the only dimension that really matters. Hard to be a dev that works in public when you can’t even run builds. Never mind that I don’t even have a functional laptop.

Not much different to it being hard to being a human when you can’t even eat food, and drink water, which is also happening much more than is workable.

Life at the minute is just this constant never ending sudoku puzzle trying to figure out how to arrange what little I have so I don’t die. And there’s never enough. And everytime I figure something out, the dark side of the world uses that to figure our how to constrict me even more.

Hello world? I guess you’ve banned hello now have you. What a suprise. #

Yet another example we live in a simulation or simulation-like thing.

I literally just finished writing a blog post about monarchies and republics, that concludes with a bit about how strange it must have been when Reagan, an actor, became president of the US, and a few minutes later the TFTC podcast with guest Matt Pines that I was listening to, has a bit on the technocrats starting to realise that Bitcoin is actually a serious thing [50:53]:

"For that managerial technocrat, that prides themselves on having a domain of expertise and control, that they know the left and right corners of their field and their domains of responsibility, and they also have control of what comes in and out of that policy space, it affronts or offends them in a way psychologically to have something like Bitcoin. To come from this cyberpunk, anarcho-capitalist, internet, bitcoin-bro world, and now intrude on their staid, well managed, well curated, policy garden. It’s like the kids across the road have come across to trample on your gardiñas."

What are the fucking chances?

And guess what, I’m currently being badgered by people pretending to be trample kids in the shop cafe I am attempting to write this friggin note in.

Seriously seriously. Reality is so much stranger than fiction. You couldn’t make this stuff up. We live in a series of ever changing reality fractals created by AI. There is no other explanation that fits. This sort of thing is happening to me constantly at this point.

And before you ask, extrapolating the fractal a bit, for what it’s worth, no, I, am not actually that offended. Just constantly worried I’m going to starve to death. It’s reality that is constantly offended.

Seriously. The kids, are trampleing their own gardiñas and are infiniti offended at me, even though I have nothing to do with these fucking gardiñas. Or for that matter, these stupid kids, that think they are infiniti gods from another dimension, or what have you, who are pretending to find this all hilarious but actually are infiniti offended at themselves. [shrug]

Trampling inception on LSD. Boooooouuuuje.

I guess I’ll be getting even more mutilated then. I’ve already got another runny nose. Some dinner later would be nice instead of a constant stream of total reality inversions. Just an idea.

Done. No more writing today. #

I actually don’t even know exactly what gardiñas are. #

I gotta say it was really weird listening to this Duncan Trussell episode with William Montgomery after this happened.

I’m still listening to the episode right now, and writing this note is super f-ing weird. It’s like a note note.

Not sure what that is exactly. [shrug] #

Now the internet at the internet place has been cut off.

Butch women being butch women, kind of intimidating, loitering, just waiting to see my reaction.

Offended much world? Definitrly seems like you’re offended world. #

1/2 the places I've been to today I’ve been blocked.

Sweat breads bloke wasn’t there. Sandwich shop was 'no pork today'. The internet place had the internet cut off. The places where I wasn’t blocked, there was some form of harassment. The egg and hot water shop bloke essentially instructed me to be a dog, the shop cafe somewhat predictably then behaved like I was a dog, at the other sandwich shop there were random people waiting to front run my every move, instructing me to get 'money' several times while I waited, and 'pay' right before staffer bloke gave me my order, and finally in the shop cafe I’m in now the staffer at the till once again ordered me to 'money' as I approached to pay.

Please world explain to me how this is not you being infiniti offended by literally every fucking thing I do. Thank you.

Oh yeah and you could say sorry and mean it. That would be nice.

And saying "liar lie" is not saying sorry and meaning it, just so you know.

Also trying to manufacture a situation where I slip on a piece of fruit is malicious. You did that exact same thing, same exact playbook, last week.

You should probably say sorry for that and mean it too. Not telling you what to do, but your karma is going to be pretty f-ing bad. #

The starvation cycle continues. I am again a pariah, I have no idea why, just for existing I guess. The gang stalkers are harassing pretty much constantly. I take a few notes here and there, mostly to keep me sane, but there is just too much to document. And if you spend all your time documenting it that drives you insane too. I reckon I captured about 20-30% of it in these notes.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• The street kid that carries ridiculous amounts of transparent bags full of golf ball sized fruits, that has been appearing at the height of the last few starvation cycles, has once again appeared at the shop cafe.
• More examples of me getting punished for being kind and considerate. It always seems to be in relation to and by women. WTF?
• Bit of a continuation of the white tsunami, with apparent scientists that were sitting next to the graffiti dick making a point of putting on their lab coats in the shop cafe then leaving.
• Followed immediately by girl wearing bright green T-shirt turning up, also wearing pink shoes, behaving kind of shifty. Nothing purchased and keeping her quite big bag on her back. Note the young bloke who only wears plastic bags on his feet, carrying a bag of plastic recycle bottles bigger than him showed up again yesterday. Also several people doing feet related harassment. Plastic bag shoe bloke only shows up when I need to buy flip flops, but is a sign that if I do try to get flip flops, I will get blocked in some way.
• Starting to get a pretty bad head ache for some reason. Odd because I don’t often get headaches. Probably another mutilation on the way.
• A bit of large kitchen knife intimidation by bloke who alternates good / bad at the internet place. Maybe I’ll get my throat slit during the night eh?
• Butch woman partner of alternating good bad bloke is doing that thing where she sits facing me looking like she is ill. In the way you do when you are sitting in the toilet with a tummy bug. When that happens in the past I’ve gotten ill the next day or so.

I’ve gotten really close to finishing the hash links for all posts feature. I got a bit side tracked having to ensure it didn’t break the heredocs feature, which is somewhat ironic given that that was a stop gap feature to get around the problem of items not all having hash links. There’s something very fractal like to all this as fixes for the fixes, workarounds for the workarounds is sort of a daily theme of life around here.

I’ve also, because of all the harassment and time pressure, been sort of forced into updating the plugins to have the latest version of components from the website. In the past I have customised several of the main plugin components on the website. That’s because it hasn’t always been obvious if the added features were generally useful. I’ve kept the plugin version simpler just so there were less moving pieces, less things to change. I had always planned to move the latest back into the plugins, but there hasn’t been many stable times to do that.

Well with all the comotion of the past week, things got way too confusing, so I decided to move them all back into the plugins now. It made things a lot less confusing. The downside is that I’m very likely not going to have enough build minutes to both get it done and be able to publish content to the blog for the rest of the month. But that would probably have happened anyway with a more complicated setup. And so it goes.

There are so many difficult decisions you have to make when you are resource and time constrained, and under constant attack, but you have to make those decision, sometimes with incomplete information, to make progress.

Still have to write today’s newsletter, which should go out after lunch. Not feeling particularly great about that. There’s some pretty good podcasts, but everything is politics at the minute. Very little of any interest, or at least nothing really very original imo, happening in tech. #

It’s been more of the usual starvation cycle bull crap, with empty cigarette packets, and other garbage related anger goading. There are signs they are starting some fabricated 'Pay!' harassment too where they try to make it look like I didn’t pay for something. Of course they are escallating and escallating, and maximumly offended at everything.

There was a strange incident yesterday in the park where I got completely surrounded by what appeared to be school children. There must have been 30 of them, all around 4-5 years old. Most of them where dressed in blue martial arts clothes. But there was also a smaller group just dressed in white non martial arts clothes. It appeared to be some sort of kids martial arts class but it was very strange. Only 1 bloke instructor, then loads of butch women who were constantly taking photos of the kids with their phones. They lined them all up and got them to do kicks and punches one at a time, so they could get photos of each of them. It was the most disorganised improvised martial arts lesson I have ever seen.

There was also another group of older late teenager school kids that appeared to be unsupervised. They were just hanging around. Why they weren’t actually in school I don’t know, but I caught one of them clearly using the group of kids as a way to hide they were taking pictures of me with a DSLR type camera. I had been looking in a different direction and someone momentarily stood in between me and the girl with the camera, I looked at them, and when the person moved out of the way, the girl quite obviously had the camera pointed directly at me, snapping away. When she noticed I was looking directly at her, she was very suprised, put the camera down and tried to pretend she hadn’t been taking photos.

I mention all this because it was all quite strange and so I want a record of it. This morning an empty kids sized milk carton with a straw sticking out if it was left on the ground next to where I sit, so looks like that’s already being used to anger goad. But it’s a double whammy because the security guard is making it look like he’s got an eye on me, trying to make it look like he thinks I’m shop lifting, which I most definitely am not doing.

As for development I got all the plugins working in staging with the new item hash link feature. Going to hopefully try to merge that today. I’ve burned through 75% of this month’s build minutes, that’s the problem with features that involve all the plugins because they require so many builds, especially because some of the repos have npm caches that you keep having to refresh to get the latest code to be picked up.

Probably going to start running very low on energy today, given the lack of food. #

Just had another multiday bullying escallation happen to me. I eventually got angry when they finally trapped me in a situation where they could at will metapharically speaking flush my head down the proverbial toilet over and over and I had zero way to redress the balance. A few minutes after getting angry I was rewarded with some tastey hot food.

This whole incident had followed several days of starvation, food goading, anger goading, but also, and I think this is the most worrying, any attempt at being polite, well manored, kind, thoughtful, just saying hello back to people when they say hello, was brutally discouraged and punished.

So literally being a good citizen is being punished and being bad is being rewarded. Presumably it would only be encouraged when they weren’t the targets. This is the problem with bullying and gang stalking, it traps people that really actually just want to be good citizens into being slaves.

We make all this fuss about political parties, and democracies and elections, but what’s the fucking point of it all if gang stalkers are destroying societies at the ground level. Show me the party that gets rid of that, and I’ll gladly support it.

Down with the gang stalker scourge.

I’ve nearly gotten the hash links on all posts feature working. Hopefully I’ll have that done today or tomorrow, though food is very scarce and gang stalkers are very active basically everywhere. #

There was a load of harassment yesterday. Got quite a bit of coding done despite it all. Another starvation cycle has started. If no one can be bothered to give me real food, I can’t be bothered to write anything.

Sneezing a lot this morning. Fucking alergies or whatever it is that makes me unbalanced and sneeze. Not much chance in getting anything done today. #

Yesterday ended up turning into what I think I’m going to start calling a synchronicity appocalypse day. These happen every now and then, and in fact recently they seem to be happening quite often, like every couple of weeks. Basically weird synchronicities start happening literally everywhere. It’s like some sort of singularity. It becomes very difficult to make any decision because literally everything gets blocked by a synchronicity.

It’s most obvious when you are listening to podcasts. You are listening to a podcast and it’s getting boring or you are just not into the topic or something annoyed you about what is being discussed so you decide to switch to another podcast, and the podcast you switch to is somehow in on the reason you decided to switch and BAM! in your face creates a weird synchronicity. So you switch again. And the same thing happens again. So this time you decide to wait at bit in a sort of exponential back off algorythm. But guess what? BAM! it happens yet again.

So you decide fuck all this I’m just going to stop listening to podcasts, and put my ear plugs in, and sit quietly. The instant you take your ear plugs out somebody walks up behind you and shouts into your ear, as they are shouting at someone else but somehow position themself so they are shouting at you. Anyway this sort of thing keeps happening with literally every fucking thing, every fucking where. It’s literally like the universe is trying to fucking kill you.

Now it’s entirely possible it’s gang stalkers that are creating a lot of these situations, and I definitely suspect that, adding fuel to the fire so to speak, but it feels like there is more to it than that. The level and rate of synchronicities is totally off the charts. There’s something else, something higher level than that going on.

So that was yesterday. Another synchronicity apocalypse day.

As for development, getting the item hash links working, it looks like doing it in CSS probably won’t be possible. I think what I’m going to do is create the item link url in a shared component and pass it into the item component. Then it will be up to the item component to use it or not. That way the link will appear in a place in the HTML that is easier to style. It won’t enforce item links but the code to generate the url will at least be in the same place rather than be duplicated in each component.

The way I was inserting the hash link previously for links and notes was a bit hacky, using a regex. I might try to create a custom markdown plugin that inserts the link so it will work with any bit of markdown rather than just with paragraph tags. But maybe just get it working first, then improve it later.

That’s the plan, hope it’s not majorly offensive to worldo. #

This morning there is some variation of the garbage manufactured situation from the day before yesterday happening. I’m too tired to go into it. Seems like the world has already decided, I’ll repeatedly get blamed for everything over and over again now for the rest of the day. Even if I say it’s all good.

Still trying to get the CSS working for the item hash links feature. I think I’m quite close to having a solution. I can’t seem to get the CSS nth-last-child pseudo selector to work. Trying to select the last two elements inside an element and make them display inline, so that the final tag from a user’s post has a hash link right next to it. Currently the hash link drops onto the next line which looks weird.

Hopefully I’ll get that working today.

Escallation notes from yesterday morning:

• Staff young women fake coughing in hot water shop, and what sounded like some comment about being ill
• ‘We won’ in shop cafe from staff bloke when I noticed they were now out of both items I always buy. Note yesterday there was a manufactured incident where a bloke running across the road outside a 7 eleven was showing me a new store had openned. That’s the only other shop that sells the item I buy. Basically I’m being blocked in one place but allowed in another place. This sort of thing happens constantly. They want to control your every move and decision. But maybe they are just trying to help fix a problem they created in the first place. Eventually their suggested solution will get blocked too.
• Now that other customers have started arriving, I have started getting a bad runny nose, because all these "customers" are literally counter acting my every move, oppositing everything I do. That or they have introduced some sort of alergen in the air. This happens constantly. Literally every week.
• Vapers clearly just in shop cafe because I am sneezing and have runny nose and they are all trying to ‘win’ at everything. There are normally never any vapers here. At least as far as I am aware.

I hope things settle down. Please world consider not being offended at everything. Thank you. #

Weird day.

I guess I’ll be getting mutilated again later, then blamed for everything in the universe by everyone again?

I’ve already started to get a runny nose. By my records the cold / runny nose / alergy contractions are getting closer together. It used to be monthly, then it was biweekly for a while, now it appears to be weekly. #

Everything is basically a hell hole of escallations at the minute. These seem to always coincide with the start of the month, which is a problem because it makes me look very crazy to potential employers from monthly job boards. Catch 22. To potential employers, for what it’s worth, I’m actually quite a well balanced person, just been caught up in a difficult situation since COVID.

Anyway, here are yesterday’s escallations:

• People outside egg and hot water shop saying good liar after I bought an egg but no sandwich, after avoiding them walking into me. They made no effort to correct their walking path as we crossed the road.
• Was then called a liar at least twice in the next 2 minutes by people along the street that seemed to be waiting for me to walk past them.
• Was told ‘maximum’ by the shop staff when paying and I asked for how much. When I asked again, she said 15, but only gave me 4 change. When I asked why she short changed me, she pointed to receipt and didn’t accept that she told me the wrong price. She hadn’t rounded up the amount correctly which was 15600, but the till calculator did.
• A group of young men, one of whom had green hair, said ‘we won’ as they were leaving, then started laughing after I made a gesture like I have no idea what you are talking about, because I literally had no idea what they were talking about.
• Strange security guard bloke from yesterday that tried to create a manufactured situation where making it look like a piece of my bread packaging had fallen to the floor, by picking it up and throwing it away. I am pretty sure it was there on the floor when I arrived and sat down. I remember thinking how strange that the previous person who sat at my table before me had eaten the same thing as me, especially given how early it was. Note he only did that once I had thrown away all my garbage AND the girl shop staff who pretends to be an angel but actually regularly tries to metaphorically shiv you, had cleared all the bins, so no way to check my garbage. I’m pretty sure when I opened the bread package there was no separate bit that came loose. It was still attached to the main packaging. Note I was gifted the bread the night before by a strange slow moving car that appeared to have a bag with a bunch of things, so somebody knew I would open a bread while sitting there. To me it all looks very much like yet another malicious manufactured set of situations.
• Weird young boy teenager at the shop cafe when I arrived, who was loitering and standing uncomfortably close right behind me. Kept standing on front of power outlet and staring at it and also did some strange thing with one of the bar stools.
• Shop staff bloke quietly saying ‘go’ as he walked past for no apparent reason.
• Shop staff women are randomly shouting ‘pain!’. Note somebody has been leaving empty pain killer packages in places I go for the past few days.
• My iOS device plug which stopped working right after a weird incident last week, started working again. I tested it and it was working again. Even unplugged it out and plugged it in again several times and it was fine. About 15 minutes later it started doing the weird on / off thing it was doing last week. Odd.
• Note that the security guards seemed to have replaced the tutter bloke and his occasional girlfriend. That appeared to start the day my phone got smashed on the floor while I was getting to the very end of listening to a mr obnoxious podcast about innocent prisoners. I was very cognitively overloaded because of harassment and massive reality inversions in the situation because there were so many similarities by what the interviewee was saying and my situation. That was the second time in two days my device got smashed on the floor and I had slipped and fallen twice badly in the previous 2 days, all following intense harassment. I was quite shook up by it, because for me loosing my device would be very similar to actual death for me.
• Random other customers at shop cafe saying ‘you no’ / ‘you know’ for no apparent reason to each other and finding it quite funny.
• The bloke shop cafe staffer that earlier was saying ‘go!’ as he walked past, now is saying ‘work!’. Oh world, trying to front run everything again aren’t you. It ultimately just ends up creating traffic jams and blocking everything and offending everyone, including yourselves.
• Quite a lot of people shouting ‘mother’ at me the past few days
• The standing place at the internet place has been blocked by a wheel chair
• Westerners walked past me at the internet place, one casually Up! harassed me, and that was followed by another westerner who shouted Cunt! directly at me. I’d never seen him before.
• Butch women walked past shouted boy! at me
• White clothes wearers tsunamis everywhere all day
• Butch woman and man start having a very animated and quite loud discussion right in front of me, making a point to stand directly in front of me only cms away, lots of pointing by the woman who was wearing red T-shirt pointing at the man who was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt. It felt very manufactured. Eventually I have them both piece signs, they left, as they left the woman said ‘you know’ / ‘you no’. I have started sneezing a lot in the last hour and totally blocked nose. The bloke at the sandwich shop earlier where I got a pork bun was behaving very strangely. I seem to very often get ill after eating there. He said something about a cold as he got the pork bun. Then was angrily muttering something to himself.
• The cold is one of these surging sneezing colds that seems to mirror the escalations. There is a surge, a bunch of sneezing, it calms down, nose clears, goes away then comes back worse. This happens again and again getting worse each time until I’m sneezing and runny nose constantly.

No time to make sense of all that.

I’ve made significant progress on my static sitt generator’s item has links feature. I’m just trying to get the CSS working. Soon all post types on the main page will have item hash links by default.

Not much else to add. #

I'm up earlier than normal this morning. The world got kind of aggressive in it’s escallations last night. There had been quite a lot during the day too, but the evening felt different. There was a very distinct flavour to it. Like when you watch a Quintin Tarantino, David Lynch or Wes Anderson movie. You recognise it almost immediately even if you can’t exactly point to which director. It just feels familiar for some reason.

In the case of last night, it’s somewhat difficult to describe, but there were all sorts of situations occuring that were good, but always with a hint of bad. And bad in very specific high impact ways, but also very subtle. When that happens once or twice you just put it down to chance and move on with your life. But this was with literally everything. It was like lots of mini tsunamis. Not too bad on their own, but since there were so many, you start to wonder if there isn’t an actual big tsunami around the corner.

It felt so familiar. All these situations had happened to me before. I started to get a real sense of dread, it just felt like one of those horror movies. Like no matter what I did I was heading to somewhere not great.

Well that’s why I’m up early. I haven’t had a whole lot of sleep, but I have had some decent food, a few gifts last night.

I'm working on finishing the feature to add hash links to every post. Currently blog, podcast and newsletter posts don’t have these. The new feature would make hash links something all posts would get by default. I’ve gotten quite far, but need to fix some places where the HTML generated has some duplication, because it’s causing the layout to break. I think I’ve figured out what needs changing and the steps needed to make the changes.

I also need to prepare the newsletter. I have a resonable selection of podcasts this week. #

I’ve been quietly taping away for the past hour, working on the hash links feature, gotten loads done because it’s quiet. I just noticed that it’s Saturday. I thought it was Friday. Somewhere in between all the constant harassment, I lost track of what day it was. That’s a problem because I haven’t prepared the newsletter. Anyway, not a huge deal, still plenty of time, so I switch over to start on the newsletter. The literal second I do that a motorbike stalker with a woman in bright yellow tshirt appears on front of me pointing directly at me or right over my head. Really f-ing weird. The world pretends to allow while blocking. Example #92133. #

Here are my escallation notes from yesterday. This is really just a sampling because there is too much of it happening to be able to document it all. It’s insane. I think you’ll agree there’s something not quite normal going on here:

• Large bloke sitting on front of the graffiti penis doing strange pelvis gyration exercises while he taps away on his phone. Pink hoodey.
• School girls at lunch are using the go home guy’s catch phrase aimed directly at me.
• The surge in nunes over the past few days has reached the cafe shop. Now lunch time school girls are genuflecting before they eat. That’s very unusual. Don’t think I’ve ever seen that in the 5 years I’ve been here.
• Kevin and Alex are 'bitching' each other on Diggnation.
• It’s very strange that the days where they are starving me correspond to the days where there is a tidal wave of lunchtime school girls at the shop cafe. Keeps happening though. It’s literally 9:1 girls boys.
• Did I mention the school girls also say things like ‘you are learning’ at me.
• Approx 9/10 people today are eating sausages, many while sitting on front of the graffiti penis, while wearing the exact same color clothes head to toe as the color of my underwear.
• Young woman sits in front of me with a bag with the text MARHEN.J placed in a way intended for me to see it. Given that they are basically starving me, with the only real food possible for me to eat being the occasional egg, and given it’s next to the graffiti dick which is also next to the underwear colored all in one woman, that’s clear anger goading. Even if the bag does look pretty cool. Come on world stop infinity lying and being offended, while constantly claiming to be the victim, and mutilating me.
• Another bloke, this one wearing a red T-shirt, sitting in front of the graffiti dick gyrating his legs and pelvis over and over in quite an exaggerated way
• A lot of women wearing all black behaving kind of weird
• Got gifted a large hotdog covered in mayonnaise by a very camp man. It was a pretty great hotdog.

It’s like they so want to demonstrate they aren’t offended that they escallate everything, thus demonstrating how incredibly offended they are, and then they see I’m not offended and get offended. Ultimately they’ll be more unhappy and will blame the unhappiness on me and mutilate me.

Blogging isn’t going particularly well the past few days. It’s very difficult to get inspired when you have hardly eaten anything and the only thing you’ve eaten is really unhealthy processed food.

I have a few small coding things I’ve been doing, small fixes from when I updated the fonts, and a few tweaks to the heredocs. I think I’ve also found a way to have hash links on all posts. That will be quite cool if it works. #

The front run be offended at everything apocalypse continues. Literally every darn thing I do is being counter acted, right down to per second decisions. Eventually you just realise there isn’t any point trying to do anything. But that also gets countered. So you just disociate from existence and start operating like a zombie. A walking dead person, it’s the only way to absorb the hate without hoing mad. Like you are permanently playing dead, hoping that the universe will forget that you exist for a few moments so you can exist.

It’s been a tsunami of malicious help the past few days. It’s like the people delivering said malicious help don’t realise they are being malicious, yet the choices of help and the way it’s delivered is liuke there is a team of networked rubix cube solvers hiding just out of site. La Place and Point Care couldn’t exert less energy to cause more perfectly malicious actions.

Glad I got the redirect to title heredoc feature working. I knew it would work.

I have a bunch of other small features left over from last month that I will try to get done. Here’s hoping worldo finds a way to not turn every situation into a cat having a bath.

And they’ve started another starvation campaign, while pretending to be 'the good guys'. The malicious gifts they give take more to use than they give. And some of the time they are plain fucking dangerous. And the situation we are in was caused by the blocking from their previous mutilation campaign. Always not quite enough, and always blaming everything on you. Pretending to allow while blocking is still blocking bitches.

And I’m tired because they won’t let me sleep, and I haven’t eaten real food in several days, yet the evil fucking bitches are yah’ing me.

Allow life bitches, stop being offended by everything. #

David Pierce on the strange contorsions in AI [1:04:06]: "It’s such a bizarre dynamic, where they are simultaneously promising how great the world is going to be and buttoning down the hatches." #

All the escallations continued big time yesterday. The gang stalkers were front running literally every move in every location. Things escallated and escallated throughout the entite day. It culminated in two women on a motorbike gifting me some dinner. They appeared to have a whole load of food boxes they were giving out. There was something off about them, like a nervousness. I ate the food only to find that just like the day before when women prepared food for me, it had a small pellet of glass in it, which I only discovered when it crunched in my teeth. Pretty fucking malicious. I also slept badly last night, woke up really groggy in a sort of fog. It’s taken me 30 minutes to feel normal again, which is quite unusual. If they are prepared to put glass in your food, what else are the prepared to put in your food?

Here are my escallation notes from yesterday:

• Literally every action I take in every location is being front run in some way, accompanied with yellow tsunami i.e. every action is being ‘allowed’. This seems to only happen when I deviate from the optimum / planned path. i.e. deviating from your virtual prison is discouraged.
• Everywhere I have been today there has been manufactured situations where gang stalkers have tried to front run what I will do. They then get really offended when I don’t do what they had planned. Then they escalate etc etc
• Tall western woman walked past brushing her teeth with a pink tooth brush. Very odd.
• Old motorbike taxi bloke at bus stop repeatedly trying to get me to look at him but looking away whenever I looked towards him, then when I ignore him, he started getting more and more agitated, even to the point of crossing the road and complaining about me to a security guard, pointing at me. I was just sitting listening to a podcast.
• Man stood right next to me, kept shouting ‘job’, and started shouting at traffic, worked himself into such a tiz that he turned around and smashed a panel at the bus stop with his hand. It’s a totally manufactured situation. Later they will escalate and escalate and try to get me angry, if they get dangerous, which they often do, they might succeed, at which point they presumably say that I am unstable. They create the problems they complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, then escalate then blame everything on you.
• The weird tarot card pagan woman with the ridiculous costume with the breast cups and full head and face cover just walked past, pushing her tarot card pram contraption
• Lots of people walking around with some pockets on their bags open
• The yellow tsunami continues. People have yellow things sticking out of their stuff. Like a yellow T-shirt with European stars circle on it
• Yellow T-shirts covered by green jacket, and green phone being tapped on bench
• Green helmets next to yellow helmets. Yesterday it was yellow helmets next to yellow helmets. Both times in manufactured situation.
• Small group of spanish westerners stopped in a taxi right in front of me. It immediately felt very manufactured. There was something totally off with how they were negotiating disembarking from the car. The bloke in the passenger seat dropped two empty plastic cups out of the window in a really strange way as he was getting out, then proceded to shout 'Oh!', but it could easily have been 'eau!', which is french for water. It was clear the whole thing was in some way aimed at me.
• 2 women on motorbike with food gift. They sounded european. They asked me if I was hungry, they had an apparent big bag full of takeaway food containers. Thet made a point of saying food was 'free', which is very unusual. The food ended up having a small pellet of glass in it, just like the day before.

Looks like my build minutes gave reset so I should be able to publish to the website, and maybe get some development done, though I sense it’s the start of another starvation and mutilation cycle, so I’ll likely get blocked with whatever I do, especially since I’m currently calling everyone bitches. It’s the least I can do since they keep infiniti blocking me while calling me a wanker.

The leaning wall is only 2 fucking inches. Allow life bitches. Stop being so offended. You created the problem in the first place, you are really just offended at yourselves, bitches. #

On the way to the internet place I stepped on some sort of yellow fruit, slipped and went flying into the hard road. That’s twice in 2 days. This morning several things happened that suggest it was pre-meditated:

• Even though I was up earlier than usual, there was another loiterer behind me as I got ready.
• That’s the 3rd morning in a row that happened.
• This streak of loiterers was started with a women wearing bright yellow flip flops.
• On the way to the internet place a butch woman on a motorbike was obstructing one of the corners. I had to change my typical path. This is a very common thing that happens right before these incidents. They manufacture a situation where you are cognitively over loaded
• The fruit, which was bright yellow was cut into a slice, and I think it was placed in a shaddow. I didn’t have my glasses on and it just looked like a leaf.
• Yesterday I was sitting for a while on front of a place where the security guard was continuously sweeping yellow leaves.
• The police box that is on the very next corner has been removed since yesterday
• Last night a police bloke walked past carrying a red plastic bag. He chose to walk directly on front of me rather than stay on the pavement which is what usually happens.

I’m okay but it was a very dangerous situation. Right after I managed to get up, a very large coach bus drove past at considerable pace, just missing me by a few meters.

Update: At the internet place a man wearing the same exact tshirt from the architecture studio place next door to where the security bloke was sweeping yellow leaves. He made some sort of vindictive sounding comment as he left accompanied with evil sounding laughter. The yellow leaves place is quite far away from the internet place. What are the chances. #

Very unpleasant day. Worldo is quite clearly offended that I managed to get the redirect to title heredocs feature working and is lashing out. I was forced into another situation where my device ended up getting smashed on the floor. It didn’t turn on for ages once again. Very scary.

This is the second time this has happened in two days. The third time in the past month. Each time it was at the end of a long line of escallations and bizare synchronicities. Worldo is denying everything and blaming me even more. #

Yesterday turned into another hell day.

Escallation notes:

• Girl wearing yellow flip flops and yellow bag loitering behind me this morning
• Women at the internet place purposely blocking the leaning wall again. They won’t even allow 2 fucking inches. What unbelievable mega bitches. Allow life bitches.
• Slipped on wet path and fell into hard concrete path, device and battery went flying and smashed on the floor. Thankfully and unbelievably it didn’t crack screen. Vindictive bitch sweeping path completely ignored me and swept everything while I was getting up. Would have disappeared any bits of my phone had it broken.
• Bit of glass in my breakfast from know vindictive liar bitch food vendor

Can’t be f-d to write anything. All you bitches are going to block everything and blame it all on me no matter what I do.

Stop being blocker bitches, bitches.

Update: And stop being offended. You bitches are literally being maximum offended at your own blocking and I’ve only just woken up. #

It’s cold this morning. It was pissing it down with rain most of the night. Feeling quite cold ad I type this note. I have some laundry to dry but that’s going to be difficult today. There was a strange thing last night where a bloke driving a mercedes parked right in front of me and just sat there for ages and ages. He was wearing an addidas tshirt, big logo all across the the front. My current flip flops are addidas flip flops with the exact same logo.

That’s the sort of weird passive aggressive stuff that ends up turning into a harassment incident so I’m cautious this morning. Already a bloke walking down the street towards me who looked like he was paying particular attention to me, said 'good morning' which is quite unusual. A similar thing happened in the public toilet last night. Not sure what it is, but there’s a bit of a strange vibe.

Anyway, still no build minutes. Wrote several blog posts yesterday. Wish I was building websites and writting more about that.

Update: Now there’s a strange young woman hanging around loitering behind me wearing yellow flip flops and a yellow bag. There has been loads of yellow based manufactured incidents tge past 3 days. Yellow tshirts, yellow helmets, etc. I’m very wary because last time I tried to buy flip flops they somehow poisonned me and I spent 4 days with terrible stomach and gut issues.

Update: As soon as she saw I noticed her, she disapeared. #

Yesterday was a total washout.

I woke up with a strange taste in my mouth. Mask was around my chin. Started sneezing shortly afterwards. Yep mutilated again. What a suprise. Here we go again.

Women from the cafe next to the internet place took the time to call me a wanker while instructing each other to park their motorbikes to give me enough space to lean against the leaning wall. I literally only use a couple of inches as I lean against the corner of the wall to take up the least amount of space possible. How unbelievably inconsiderate of me.

At the shop cafe the girl that acts all innocent but takes every opportunity to shiv you noticed my new ear plugs and told me to 'Up!' as I paid for my stuff.

Bloke in shop cafe password surfing me over my shoulder for literally hours.

No way to get anything done. Sneezing and runny nose just got worse and worse.

And of course they started a yellow tsunami which was followed by a white tsunami.

Went to the park to chill out, and got pestered by the security guards who were also telling me to 'Up!'. Then an old hag lady sat behind me and proceeded to chuck a mental for over two fucking hours. She would surge, go completely mental then go quiet while she inhaled more oxygen in her lungs, then it would start all over again. I bet that pattern isn’t doing my sneezing and runny nose any good. It’s basically the same pattern. Likely just another one of their mind controls. You will obbey.

You see what happens when you do something nice for yourself, in this case me buying ear plugs. The world will continuously test your new configuration trying to break it over and over. And of course blame it all on you. Abd get maximumly offended if you put even a single neutrino in the wrong place.

It’s cause they are all life is pain runners. Total f-ing psychopaths runners. They are completely convinced that life is pain, because they have trained themselves into being at peace when they are in pain. And they force that ideology on everyone else. They don’t even realise they are doing it. I wouldn’t be suprised if most of the wars in the world were caused by runners. Seriously.

Life isn’t pain. That’s the biggest load of bullcrap ever invented. It sets the bar at the lowest level possible, and is justification for all bad behaviour. And it’s factually wrong. Life literally isn’t just about pain. Just sit at the side of the road after lunch and watch people zoom past on their motorbikes all blissed out after eating food, and their bodies are pumping seratonin and endorphines all around their brains. Life is pain is a massive lie.

Life is way more than pain. Pain is just a tiny fraction of life, or at least it should and can be. As well as food, there an endless sources of intellectual curiositues to add pleasure to your existence.

Anyway, no point in doing anything today, they’ve already decided that everything is my fault, no matter what I do.

Got woken up by 'hey go home!' bloke doing one of his specials. Looks like I’m the bad guy yet again.

Oh well might as well call everyone bitches all day.

Isn’t that right maximumly offended bitches? How about you go home and be maximumly offended there, maybe then my body won’t feel the need to be maximumly offended with the maximimly offended world, and I can stop sneezing and having a runny nose for a few minutes. #

If you are into conspiracies the latest Joe Rogan with Sam Tripoli is definitely worth checking out. I listenned to it over several days due to crazy world, so didn’t take any notes. So many fascinating topics discussed, and these two really are savants when it comes to the weird and strange. I thought this quote towards the end sort of sums it up:

Joe Rogan: "Holy shit Sam Tripoli, the Statue of Liberty is a fucking dude." #

I was able to finally replace my old ear plugs with a new set. it took me a while to save up for them, I kept running into situations where I had to use the earplug money fir ither more inportant things so it had gitten quite bad. The old ones were in a very sorry state indeed. The difference is night and day. The instant I put them in, the crazy world just disapeared into a dimmed silence. It was like some sort of dissociation paradise. I uttered a quiet 'wow' without even realising it.

The funny thing is that the gang stalker bullies must have realised pretty quick because they sent a whole load of stooges to test out the new setup with both walkbys and drivebys to test things. But I couldn’t hear them! Well I could still hear them, but not much, they are really just blips in the background now. I could see they were having to raise their voice, to strain in order for me to even register their subtle harassment. I can’t tell you how good that felt.

I guess it likely won’t take long until I get used to the new normal, but for now at least everything feels somewhat more peaceful :) 🕊✌️☮️

Today’s newsletter is already done and scheduled. I’m feeling relatively nornal today as I had 3 meals yesterday, which has been quite a rare thing of late.

Last night, somebody gifted me quite an exotic fruit I had never tried before. It tasted incredible. Very sweet, but the texture of coconut ice scream, or maybe one of Ben and Gerry’s cooky dough ice scream flavour. It looked like some sort of pre-historic fruit, with skin a bit like a pineapple, but softer. There were these really hard coffee bean sized seeds inside that you had to watch out for, but it really tasted amazing.

It’s the second new fruit I’ve tried in as many weeks. Last week somebody gifted me this fruit that was a bit cruncy, sort of like a cross between a plumb and an apple, except yellow and the size of a large tomato. They have some really great fruits out here.

Finished off the evening last night listening to an interview with Justin Welby, the Archbishop of Canterbury, and another with UK Labour pilitician Alan Johnson. Both really great interviews. Quite a fasinating boots on the ground window into life growing up in Britain in the post war period. I recognised a lot of similarities with my early life. Of course I grew up outside the UK, but their stories felt like the other side to a coin that I’d never really been able to see propertly on both sides.

They were from the Rest is Politics hosts Rory Stewart and Alistair Campbell’s interview podcast which I only just came across. #

Early signs of another cold / alergy reaction starting, been sort of a bit sneezy all morning, and just had the first slightly painful needle like sensation in my nose that usually precedes runny nose and sneezing fits. Here I go again. #

Well the world is back up to it’s old tricks again. Pretending to be massively offended by something totally normal that I did, which btw was caused by the world in the first place, then escallating and escallating and escallating, until the whole universe is stuck, then trying to blame the whole thing on me.

This time it’s the sandwich shop trouble makers again. They created a manufactured situation yet again, this time involving mayonaise. Last week they started adding a bit of extra mayonaise in the centre of the sandwich. I didn’t say anything about it at the time, and as it happened it actually made the sandwich taste better. So I went with their new thing. But yesterday it was a different bloke who didn’t appear to know about the extra mayo thing, though I’m almost certain he did, but when I asked for the mayo, which I remind you they themselves have been adding to at least the last 4-5 sandwiches I’ve had, suddenly that’s some earth shatteringly big deal, and the bloke became offended, and everything everywhere has gone to pot, in a massively multiplayer we are infinitely offended at every single thing that you do, and by the way you are wrong about everything, and wrong just for existing, so there thing.

Well once again, nothing I can do until worldo stops being offended.

✌️☮️🕊

But even the peace signs are an enormously offensive thing at the minute.

Stop being offended at everything worldo, you are really just offended at yourselves! It’s so ridiculously obvious. #

Oh yeah I nearly forgot, in what I think is an exact copy of what happened last bullying cycle, which I wrote about at the time, I’ve lost my voice. I haven’t been shouting, and the only thing I’ve eaten is the sandwich. My voice has definitely disapeared, it’s gone all croaky. Last time this happened a few weeks ago I recorded it, so it’s definitely the same exact pattern.

And guess what, several butch women last night were harassing me in walk-byes where they were aggresively shouting 'you learn'.

Oh look I got mutilated yet again.

And that’s not the only mutilation. I have quite a bad skin irritation thing on one of my toes, and that appeared the day after a person walked by stomping the very same foot at me. And that was following me picking up a gift that was left for me but that appeared to have fallen to the ground. So once again being blamed for the thing they are doing to me. Had I not accepted the gift I would have been cast as the ungrateful foreigner. Double mutilation.

Dammed if you do, dammed if you don’t, blamed for everything no matter what. #

Yesterday was actually a rather productive day. As I wrote in Twitter, how amazing that when you get a bit of piece and quiet and you aren’t starving, it’s actually possible to get a lot done. Gee who would have thought it?

I wrote a whole load of blog posts, posted a lot of links and a note. What I didn’t mention was that I also got a bunch of development planning done:

• I went through the feature backlog did a tidy up.
• The sequence of fix features needed for when build minutes get reset at the end of the month.
• A feature to greatly simplify how the app plugins are packaged, removing a huge amount of unnecessary code duplication.
• An all posts shared hash link feature, that would ensure all post types always have a hash link to the individual item.
• A feature to modify the build so a backup of the fully rendered site would get pushed to a Github repo. That would enable running a local version of the rendered site, which would be very useful for both offline blogging but also offline dev work.

Of course the world wasn’t too happy about all this productivity and did it’s best to assert it’s authoritey!

I don’t suppose today will be as productive but maybe a bit productive. Maybe the world will allow 1 more neutrino. You can do it world!

🕊☮️✌️ #

Bankless’ David Hoffman on what is DeFi? And why it’s important to Etherium? [27:37]: "DeFi is this very special thing that is coming out of crypto. The idea to break finance out of Wallstreet and democratise it, and put it on the internet, as internet protocols, is something that deeply motivates me and Ryan [...] it is fundamental essence that is highly related to crypto. You can’t really have crypto without DeFi. DeFi is so important. We are fighting over DeFi and being the home of DeFi." #

Bankless’ Ryan Adams on the Etherium roadmap [58:59]: "I really like the roadmap. To summarise the roadmap, it’s scale the L1, scale the L2s, scale the etherium economy, scale ether as a monetary asset inside of this economy, and do all of this while preserving the decentralisation that makes crypto special. That’s the roadmap." #

No doubt this will get me into some trouble. Today’s crazy thought of the day:

What if it was the UK that was the experiment, not the US? An experiment to see if we could all get out of poverty by applying Keynesian economics on a national level. As crazy as this might seem, how else would one ever test such an outlandish idea before getting everyone to do it? Yes it’s a crazy thought. But how crazy is the thought that most people are in forever poverty?

What if the entire UK was giant whopping lie?

Who would do such a thing? I don’t know, the decendants of the Pharoahs of Egypt, maybe non carbon based aliens, or how about artificial intelligence from the 22nd century. Who knows. #

Just finished listening to the latest Rest is Money podcast with Martin Lewis. Great episode. Listen to it, especially if you are from the UK.

I have a vague recall that Martin Lewis is a type of milkshake popularised in Pulp Fiction.

And that reminds me of a recent desert island discs with a chap called James Graham that I listenned to a few days ago. Great music selection, including a classic Pulp track that I definitely danced to a lot back at uni.

Martin reminds me of Graham.

My middle names are James Graham in case you hadn’t noticed.

I have a couple more of these dark crazy notes in my notes this week that I’m going to go ahead and publish after this note because it seems like the best thing to do. But it could very well be the opposite, I can’t tell anymore.

No doubt someone will be along in a minute to tell me to be happy, or as was the case earlier to 'blog!'. #

Perhaps everyone you have ever known was living a lie because base reality is so fucked that even the lucky ones only manage to succeed by arbitraging life costs by secretly living in developing countries. That is only the beginning of how fucked things are.

Some weeks reality really does apear very fucked from where I am. #

In the future, or who knows maybe even the present, pig butchering scams have gotten so bad that entire towns are designed to do enormous industrial scale pig butchering of entire families and all their entourages. Children are targeted thoughout their lives from birth by hotswaps that will divert your life into one of these butchering towns. Hilarity does not ensue. #

I don’t have the spirit to write this morning’s note. It feels like I’m always doing other people’s sodoku problems, and when I find time to do something for myself, I get blocked. A somewhat older lady did just give me a gift, no signs of maliciousness or strings attached. I’m thankful for that.

Let‘s see, maybe today will go better than the past week. #

As predicted yesterday, things just kept on along the same lines. Too many escallations to mention, just non-stop, loterally everywhere I went. Was subjected to more sleep depravation by a gang of men and a butch woman that appear to be part of a much much bigger gang stalker gang. Hardly any sleep. They are at it already again this morning. Everything manufactured. It’s like some sort of open air improv acting school, and for whatever reason they have decided to organise all their activities around me. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Mind boby and sole stolen. Bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak. #

The white tsunamis are clearly still in effect, the literal second I started writing this note was met with a white tsunami. Peace worldo ☮️✌️🕊.

I’m massively tired having been subjected to a blatant sleep deprivation attack the entire night by the small white cabinet breaker nightime recyclers. Worldo is still in a massive strop with me and dispite the fact that it’s already starving me, barely any food for several days now, it’s still escallating everything while blocking everything and pretending to allow. As I keep saying blocking while allowing, is still blocking. And blocking while pretending to allow, is definitely still fucking blocking.

I expect it will be more of the same, along with infinite righteousnes. That’s what always happens, and if the past few days are anything to go by, they are going for a big one.

It was raining all last night, very cold, especially since I had hardly any body heat because of lack of food. Still cold this morning. Still no build minutes, so can’t publish anything to the website. It’s basically pain in pretty much every direction at the minute. And of course I’m being blamed for everything. #

The big thing for the past 24 hours has been white tsunamis. I had a milk based hot drink yesterday morning near the canal and that appears to have set off the white tsunami the size of a level 5 huricane. 80% of the regulars down the canal were all wearing white, aggressive people parking their bright white motorbike next to me then proceeding to do very vigorous pelvis / humping exercises, then everywhere I went it was people all dressed in white. Young people, old people, thin people, fat people, lots of scantily clad young women acting all faux coquette, enormous gangs of 30 people all dressed in white. It was like some sort of epidemic.

Also people are doing malicious help where they gift you some food, but then try to make you feel bad that you are eating their food. They are still trying to convince me that food is a lie that needs to be given up.

I don’t know, it’s just more of the neverending nightmarigoround that is being stuck in vietnam.

I’m now fully out of build minutes so can’t even publish to the website. 10 days till reset. #

They’ve blocked the leaning wall again today at the internet place. Without the ability to lean on the wall, the amount time I can stand to use the internet is massively reduced, and that of course affects everything. It’s impossible enough as it is, but now they are blocking the only part of the day where it’s possible to do anything. The reality is that only the mornings are productive because the afternoons are a total washout wearher-wise.

I note that this new 'lovely for we and garbage for thee' policy is being applied across the board. As well as the internet, it’s with accomodation, water, electricity and the last few days with food too. In fact finding new places to apply their prime end game directive is some sort of group activity.

I’m literally not even joking. This is what a very large contingent of them quite happily do with enormous righteousness. #

Seems like they are back to another starvation cycle. They are doing the whole empty packets of cigarettes everywhere I go. The last time they gifted me some food a few days ago they said 'your lie', as if food was a lie, something to give up like a bad addiction, nevermind that I am stick thin at the minute following a week of being ill. They make you ill then they blame you for it calling you a liar then they punish you. Evil motherfuckers. They’ll be upset that I’m not happy and infinitely thankful in a bit.

Well the good news, at least for me, is that the newsletter is done. I can’t say I’m super happy about it, but at least it isn’t all doom and gloom, as I managed some hope & positivity despite an absolutely fucking horrible week. I know the newsletter could be so much better if I was living a slighlty more normal life, without all the harassment, a roof over my head, running water, electricity, no starvation, or thirst. Even with just the basics and a laptop I’d at least be in with a chance.

This is David vs Goliath Extreme. WTF world? And yeah, I know, now that I’ve said that you're going to go and make it even more extreme aren’t you worldo?

How about a nice game of peace worldo? 🕊✌️☮️ #

The butch women at the internet place have doubled down on their blocking frenzy. A blocking frenzy escallation. What a suprise.

The leaning wall is even more blocked now, with their motorbike clearly sticking out into their neighbours property. This has happened many times before. Each time there are new women staff that start working at the cafe it’s only a matter of time before they start the motorbike blocking. And everytime it follows the same pattern. Day by day they move their motorbike a bit more, blocking a bit more, first the leaning wall is blocked off, then eventually they take over the entire standing place. It’s pathological. Like some deep-seated need to block and blame, and anger goad.

That’s going to have a big impact unfortubately. The more they block, the less I can blog, and the less I can do development. The way the weather is here, only the mornings are productive. They of course know this, that’s why they are doing it. #

The universe is quite clearly trying to find the launch codes for another mutilation. I’ve seen this hapoen so many times before at this point. It hard to describe and might seem strange to hear about if you haven’t heard about it or seen it before. It permeates everything. Every conversation, every action, every scene of human existence. Little by little at first, things escallate, get moved into ever more precarioys position. In some ways it’s a bit like a game of chess tgat is unfolding all around you.

Anyway just wanted to note it hear.

• Anger goading...check
• Starvation...check
• Thirsting...check
• Various colour tsunamis...check
• Spiritual stop start traffic jams...check
• Yah blocking...check
• False equivalences...check
• Righteousness...check

I could go on. It won’t stop until a mutilation event, then will instantly deny it, and blame on me. #

I woke up this morning with a pretty bad chest cough. I guess it must have been in some of the food they gave me. I had just about recovered from the last chest cough. That one took many many weeks to clear up but it had cleared up and I was cough free for at least a few days. But of course they are on another mutilation rampage, first a sneezing cold, then a stomach bug poisoning, and now just as that is beginning to clear, another chest cough.

This morning already several gang stalker drive by attacks. The bloke that drives past every morning now and cheerily shouts 'go home!'. Today he updated it to 'god bless, go home!', so that’s a sign of religion based harassment on the horizon. Likely more pedo pervert shit or apparent nunes on bycicles. There was also an extreme aggressive motorbike driveby shouting I don’t know what, but it was very demented whatever it was.

The early morning young woman that appears always as I’m getting ready, who is IMO very creepy, turned up again this morning. I noticed she does the whole adult pretending to be a child thing. The way it manifest is how she gets on the bus. When the bus arrives, suddenly it’s as if she’s a 2ft tall toddler with a oversized backpack, scrambling flat footed, unbalanced and panicky to try to get onto the scary bus. She’s a grown friggin' women for christ’s sake. Every morning. Even a 4 year old would have improved their bus hop on technique by now.

See, that’s some pedo pervert shit right there. You’re never very far away from weird pedo pervert shit in Vietnam. That’s been my experience at least. It’s weird, it’s gross, and there’s nothing you can about it. Oh and did I mention they will try to blame that on you too? That seems to be one of their favorite moves.

Also green baloons are lying around this morning. How strange that that should happen the day after I mentioned being extremely bloated and feeling like a baloon. It’s more anger goading.

All I can do is ☮️🕊✌️ #

As predicted yesterday, the bullies gave blocked the leaning wall at the internet place. They have been tentatively testing this out over the past few days, like some sort of SaaS project. Each day going a little bit further trying to gauge my reaction. There’s little doubt in my mind that the early morning harassment by the motorbike gang stalkers is linked to this. If I don’t get ready when they say so, and do what they say, then the wall is blocked.

This is most likely just the first stage in a multi-prongued attack. Water, food, electricity are the next things they will try to block. And then they will try to frame me for the things they are doing to me, and to each other. Almost certain that‘s where this is heading.

This is literally what happens everytime, they’ve already decided, and they won’t stop until I get mutilated.

Peace vietnam peace. ☮️✌️🕊 #

Guy Swann on TFTC Podcast [58:08]: "War is just about the contracts for the bombs, and then the contracts for the re-building. We’re giving hundreds of millions of dollars now to Lebanon to help them rebuild from the bombs that we just sent, and we literally sent money to Lebanon and Isreal at the exact same time. To rebuild the neighbourhoods that were bombed by the bombs we sent to Isreal. It’s a racket." #

It’s been malicious help after malicious help the past 24 hours. When this happens you know they have already decided the outcome of everything. It literally doesn’t matter what you do they will continue to escallate even more, each time becoming more and more righteous. Each time blaming you for the thing they are doing to you. The only thing left is peace: ☮️✌️🕊 #

I haven’t been writing any escallation notes the past few days. That’s mostly because the food poisoning stomach thing totally obliterated me. That’s not to say there hasn’t been any escallations, in fact quite the opposite, it’s been almost constant escallations. It feels like pieces are being slyly moved into some sort of mega attack. If past experience id anything to go by that will manifest in water being cut off, power being cut of, food being cut off, and mutilation. And everything being blamed on me.

Even this morning for instance was a long series of situations where no matter what I did, I was in some way put into the line of fute for some blame. Even finding the optimum solution resulted in being blamed. This happened over and over and over, for hours, literally anything I did just resulted in another even more improbable contradiction reality inversion situation.

It’s very difficult to desccribe, but just wanted to write a note about it to at least say that it’s happening. #

I just got what I would call borderline assaulted.

It’s borderline because technically they didn’t make physical contact with me but several gang stalker gangs harassed me in such a way that I had diminished attention of my surroundings and since it was twilight, visibility was poor and the path was very precarious and slipery. I stood on an uneven bit of ground, lost my balance and because one of my bags is very heavy I wasn’t able to stabilise myself and went flying into the floor. There was another gang waiting for me a bit further up the street ready to harass me even more. At a minimum it’s extremly dangerous.

Btw, there literally were gangs waiting at every corner along the way, harassing me as I walked past.

Earlier in the shop cafe there were gangs of school kids playing cards, and throwing cards at considerable velocity at my head, one card missed my head by about an inch. My sinuses then got completely blocked for some reason. For some reason this happens a lot in this particular place, that I hadn’t been to in a while. This no doubt also had an affect on my sense of balance.

It’s just more escallations. Like I keep saying, it always always results in me getting mutilated. It happens every damn time in one way or another.

Also on the path to the internet place, there were several pink tsunamis. This is likely in response to some malicious help last night were I was left some food in a pink Tupperware. I didn't have space in my bag for the Tupperware but I took the food. The food was very nice, but now that’s being blamed on me. Literally blaming and punishing me for the things they are doing to me.

So many other escallations today, too many to mention. #

I thought I was over the stomach troubles yesterday morning. I was feeling relatively alright, so had some breakfast, just usual stuff. There was some weirdness at both the sandwich shop and the egg & hot water shop. They are both in a mood with me once again just for existing. All I can do is peace signs now. When all is said and done, ultimately that’s what you are left with. When they remove your ability to choose your boiled egg, nevermind that they were still boiling them when you got there and you had to calmy wait, then punish you for nevertheless trying to choose your boiled egg, ultimately you are left with peace signs.

And then 10 minutes after eating said breakfast I became completely bloated. I felt like a baloon. It was really horrible, couldn’t hardly move. Spent the entire day being harassed by anonymous bullies, it was literally non-stop. I ended up just locking both my hands into peace signs and just sitting / lying motionless.

I slept really badly last night. I expect it will be more of the same non-stop harassnent as the world repeatedly counter acts everything I do, no matter that I’m ill, worldo doesn’t care one little bit, in fact me being ill is like some sort of bully extra special treat.

No development possible as have no build minutes left. Still able to publish to the website for now. #

The blocking has already started at the internet place this morning. A woman on a motorbike was waiting for me, as soon as I got there she rolled her bike into position, blocking me from the wall that I can lean against to aleviate some of the pain from having to stand. Complete with infiniti righteousness. #

I’m still feeling really lousy from yesterday’s food / drink poisoning by the gang stalkers. I spent much of yesterday evening in and out of the public toilet, which for whatever reason they decided to not keep clean. It was just a mess. Several sgnd that it was related to the poisoning. It had to be said that 85% of the intigators of the entire thing were women, righteously on some sort of we are thd bosses of everything high horses abd can make you ill and you can’t do nothing, and it‘s all your fault. Well they got some peace signs.

I might try to merge the latest redirect to title heredoc feature this morning. It looks good in the plugins, and I have a feature branch with all the modifications on the main website. I will take 3 builds minimum. I to update the npm module cache, 1 to test using feature branches, and one to build the final merged main branch. If it all works without a problem then I think there’s enough minutes to run the daily build until the reset.

Anyway, I hope the world has gotten all it’s warpathing done, though that seems unlikely. This morning over the tannoy in the nearby school as a male voice was testing it before the kids arrived: 'More war!'. Seriously, that actually happened.

I don’t have the energy for all this. The only thing left is peace.

☮️✌️🕊 #

Definitely not enough build minutes left to try and merge the redirect to title heredocs feature. It’ll have to wait until the reset. I’ll likely also run out of build minutes even for publishing new content too. I’ve got 12 build left for 14 days, and that doesn’t take into account that Github rounds up to the nearest minute. I guess I’ll run out several days before the reset. #

I'm running up towards more build minute issues. I’ve got enough to run about 2-3 builds per day until the end of the month when the minutes reset. It’s a bit frustrating, it’s what was happening all the time before I introduced the npm module cache and the reusable workflows. I was running out of minutes every month. On the other hand it’s a sign I've gotten quite a lot done this month. It doesn’t feel that way though because all the work this month has involved jumping between many repos, which means running many builds, and using up lots of minutes. If I had a laptop and was able to run builds locally, not only would I be able to get 10x more development done, but I’d use up way way less build minutes.

Anyhow, there’s little point complaining about it. I have made a few changes to the heredoc style post delimiters feature that I think will look a bit better, more compact and kind of nerd cool. I’m calling the feature redirect to title heredocs. If you know anything about Linux and Bash and Heredocs, you might have an idea of what it will look like. And if you know anything about HTML and CSS you’ll know that it’s not completely trivial to implement, because you have to get heading text and regular body text to exist on the same line, which isn’t how things work by default. I think I have a solution though.

I’ll try to merge that later, hopefully there won’t be any bugs and I can get it deployed, otherwise it will have to wait till the end of the month.

I’ve was gifted a few nice meals the past couple of days, it feels so nice to have had food and to have some energy. #

I managed to get the new redirect to title heredocs feature working in all the plugins. It looks pretty cool. I still need to get all the latest plugins working in the main site build, but I’m going to wait at least until tomorrow for that. I need to ensure I still have enough build minutes to post content to the website until the build minutes reset.

Really awesome that it’s working, disapointed I’m back to build minutes issues, and once again been punished pretty hard all this morning by an angry world. I’ve got quite bad sneezing and runny nose again, people everywhere trying to make me ill / enflame alergies.

But the feature fucking works. #

Well I was planning to go and buy the flip flops that I desperately need. I mentioned this lat week. The current ones are so worn down I’m starting to slip when it rains, and that gets very dangerous especially when you are carrying heavy bags as I always am. I saved enough money, that took a while and was quite difficult in itself, but anyway got nearby to the shop, had a coffee and a sweet bread breakfast, and a while later started getting stomach cramps. All sorts of manufactured situations all morning, it’s very clear to me it was a planned poisoning of some sort. People around me definitely knew it was happening. It’s the second time this has happened in the last month. The last time was the day after my birthday.

So I had to skip buying the flip flops and get to a public toilet, and wouldn’t you know it, very camp men harassing me in the toilets. This only happens when they are doing some form of poo based harassment. It’s anger goading. Also bits of red tape left at the internet place where I stand to get online.

Once again blocked by an angry world, likely a retaliation for my peace signs that I’ve been calmly giving people. Quite a lot of 'you learns' as I was walking to the public loos. #

Going to try and do an even shorter morning note than yesterday because I have some code I wrote last night to merge. Last night I added a way to differentiate between different post types using delimiters. I opted for geeky bash heredoc style delimiters, and I think it looks quite cool. I updated the code to generalise it so you can add any style of delimiters, and I also had a go at making it work across the blog, newsletter and podcast, all with 1 configuration. It will be cool if it works.

Lots of strange things yesterday, some nice things too like the tshirts gift. Time to get going with the code testing and merging. #

Short note this morning. The world went all yah yah yah everything yesterday. It was crazy. Literally a bloke in the shop cafe for 30 minutes on the telephone the only word he said was 'yah'. I was trying to write a blog post, got most of the way through it but eventually it was just too distracting so saved what I had and started quietly listening to podcasts. That caused the world to go even more yah in various ways, and eventually sparrow people sparrow attacking me. I placed my hand on my bag in the shape of a peace sign and just sat still, waiting for the storm to pass.

But it didn’t pass. It just got worse and worse and worse. I realised this had been happening in one way or another for days but was just peaking. I started moving really really slowly, since there is nothing else I could do. I’m not a sparrow or a sparrow person, so eventually going along with that flow just gets dangerous.

I realised that the one thing I needed to do was the newsletter. I’d been sort of getting blocked doing that for days at this point, but just decided to write a 1 paragraph issue. Weird thing was that as soon as I started, all the sparrow attacks and blocking and what have you completely stopped.

It’s ridiculus. They constantly block me from doing the thing, to force you into doing the minimal thing, then they are infinitely upset that there is only a minimal thing.

Then suprise suprise in the evening when I went to publish the issue, for whatever reason everything on my device was taking ages and ages to load. It took more than twice as long as usual. I got it done eventually, so it’s all scheduled and waiting to be sent out. Kept calm. I think the keeping calm really gets up the world’s nose, because it doesn’t fit in with the warpathing.

The world is yah blocking everything yet again. Then blaming it all on me. #

They’ve started turning the internet on and off, while telling me 'pain', and they have ensured the puppy has pee'd in the place where I can lean against the wall at the internet place, thus ensuring I will be in pain if I am online.

Peace vietnam peace ✌️☮️🕊 #

Well that didn’t take long. Barely an hour since I got gifted the 3 t-shirts and already the vultures of the gang stalker hive mind have decended and are twisting and contorting reality into alternative false realities. Rather predictably the false narrative that appears to be being spun is that I didn’t pay for the tshirts, with random passers by shouting 'money!' in my direction as they pass by as I make my way back towards the internet place to post another blog post I wrote for the world.

For what it’s worth I’m absolutely certain the bloke that gifted me the tshirts wasn’t asking for money. He approached me while I was sitting listening to a podcast. Asked me if I wanted a tshirt. Kept pointing to the wet tshirt I was drying. Said he had 3 tshirts. He asked me several times if I would be here if he went to get them. I told him I would be there for at least an hour.

I must have said to him I had no money to spend on tshirts 5 or 6 times. I even made the international sign for money rubbing fingers together while saying 'no money', and he definitely gestured that it wasn’t a problem. He went to get the tshirts, came back with them, never asked for money, I said thank you several times, he left smiling.

But the whispers that travel along the social layer morph and invert very quickly.

And on the way back up to the internet place, a man apparently talking on a mobile phone, saying 'no-one no-one' followed by an evil laugh, as I walked past. A hundred meters further up the road, some sort of red tshirt moving crew moving boxes. Right after them, a poor scrawney dog limps past in what looked like an aweful lot of pain. The dog had one testicle, it was enormous, the size of a gratefruit, hanging down between it’s legs. Extreme intimidation much?

And now food goading and angry foot stomping by locals that have a history of spining their false naratives, anger goading and all the usual bullcrap.

Why do you invert everything vietnam? Why do you turn everything into darkness?

✌️☮️🕊 #

It was a bit difficult to see the end of a blog post and the beginning of the next post. To remedy this I’ve added delimiters in the style of a Bash Heredoc. I think this fits in quite well with my ethos. I’m a programmer who has mostly worked developing and maintaining systems on Linux. The closing tag links to an article describing heredocs so for the curious they can figure out the reason for the extra text.

For example you should be able to see the delimiters on:

• The everything page - All days will have delimiters at the start and end of blog post text]
• All blog post pages - All individual blog post pages will have the delimiters at the start and end of that blog post’s text #

Tried to get back into some blogging yesterday, but it’s not the sort of thing you can just pick back up. It takes a while to load your brain back up with all the current zeitgeist and think about it, and write some notes etc. That’s the biggest problem with all this boom bust cycles that are constantly happening to me, it just cripples your ability to do anything. Ideally I’d be doing a bit of writing and a bit of coding and some podcast listening everyday, and the flow would be more constant.

Unfortunately the world is not allowing that, too much harassment and blocking and all the rest of it like the horrendous weather. So the past few days I did get quite a lot of coding done, considering all the set backs, but it meant I had to drop everything else. That’s why yesterday was a bit frustrating, made worse by the extreme passive aggressive sparrow people.

I still got a bit of writing done but I wasn’t particularly happy about it.

I think I’ve gotten loaded up with some good ideas after listening to several podcasts, so perhaps today will be a bit better blogging-wise. I also have a few odds and ends I need to deal with related to the past few days coding. I made all the updates last night, need to test and merge them this morning.

It’s Friday so the other thing is the newsletter. I opted to not do this edition in advance, though I have been compiling the list of podcasts as the week progressed. I like the knowledge that something will definitely get sent out when you prepare it in advance, there’s a sort of relief to doing it that way, but I hate how the newsletter ends up being this update frenzy, all disjointed. Anyway this week I’m back to just writing it, probably in a mad rush tomorrow morning, which will feel crap, then I’ll be lucky if I am able to eat a sandwich and drink a coffee for the entire day. #

Escallations started early, I’ll add them to this note:

• Early morning, a "recycler" leaving the garbage bin open
• The workmen that caused an issue yesterday morning were back again, this time closing the bin for no apparent reason, I guess "doing me a favour" but they likely were responsible for opening it in the first place. See once a garbage theme starts it continues everywhere. Then sitting next to me, wanting to watch me get ready, which is basically blocking as far as I’m concerned. They left eventually on their motorbikes shouting ‘we god’ as they departed.
• Motorbike gang stalker drives past making a loud noise sounding like someone who has reached the end of their tether, maximum frustration if you will. Something like Ooouuwooo-ooo. Hard to put into words. Peace world piece.
• Woman who sits quietly nearby watching videos as I get ready turns up exactly after I have gotten ready. I predicted this would happen and tokd the troublemaker workmen. They are filling up every gap possible. It’s really just more passive aggressive anger goading, eventually everything in every dimension will be full up and the mutliverse will implode, and I will be blamed for it all.
• As predicted yesterday, the school girl standing at the corner where the old lady does her weird humping exercise has been turned into some weird pedo pervert shit. Today as I passed the corner in question was a white minivan, and as I passed the white minivan an old bloke wearing all white cycled past precariously really looking at me like he was waiting for a reaction. On the perpendicular street, a man walking was waiting and sprung into action as soon as I arrived into view, he too was wearing all white. I walked the rest of the way completely quietly to the internet place with both hands in peace signs.
• Moody bloke at the internet place that sometimes tries to murder you by forcing you into on-coming traffic is clearing his throat and coughing exactly as he passes me. Soon he’ll be spitting.
• Woman that runs one of the cafe next to the internet place just started a 'Pay!' harassment cycle. That never ends well.
• Now people have started 'yah’ing' and laughing, and then the cafe woman is responding with exasperated 'lie!', even though she started it.
• Having spent the last hour at the internet place handling all the escallation notes etc I finally got to merge the first bit of code I wrote last night. About 2 seconds after clicking the merge button, a motorbike drives past me on the small alley way where I’m standing. The motorbike had a young girl in the back, she can’t be more than 6-7 years old. As they pass, she very happilly shouts 'Aaaaaahhh'. It’s like she’s been told to do it as part of a game or something. A moment later a woman from one of the cafes shouts 'data!'. Remember I told you yesterday the 'data' incident would lead to pedo pervert shit didn’t I. Then another short moment later a man from the other cafe shouts 'see?'. I do what any sane person would do in respobse to all this strangeness, and do a peace sign, then s double peace sign. Then alternating evil / good bloke emerges from hid house and says 'you dog'. I then loudly say peace vietnam peace. This is a classic example of a shirt escallation cycle, which quite clearly included pedo pervert shit. And as I was typing uo the writeup, quite clearly they tried to pin it on me.
• Lots of people at internet cafe saying 'gay' and one clearly saying 'I am gay lord'
• On the way to the sandwich shop, I crossed the road from the internet shop, and who should be right there, the overly camp bloke that often appears at the public toilets when I happen to go there. And guess what he’s got a small pussy cat on his shoulder, as he sweeps the floor. It’s very clear to me that this is all a big planned pedo pervert anger goading escallation just as I go back to the sandwich shop where they keep anger goading me.
• Sandwich shop bloke corrected my near perfect pronounciation of the name of the sandwich, which he doesn’t normally do, then made the sandwich but got his collegue to give it to me, all while making a really sad face.
• Got to the shop cafe and there was waiting there a hugely tall asian bloke with a woman, apparently just about to pay. He must have been close to 7ft tall. This is the shop cafe with the grafiti penis in the wall. It’s more manufactured escallation pedo pervert shit as far as I’m concerned. One or two of these situations could randonly happen but it’s literally continuous, multiple events at every location I go to. By the way tall asian bloke threw a straw wrapper on the ground in front of me, remember straws have been trending all week, and the woman he was with repeatedly kept saying the word 'come' in amoungst her presumably vietnamese. Sure that’s not a manufactured situation. Anyway, they got multiple peace signs from me. I hope they have a nice day.
• The music playing in the shop cafe as I wrote the previous escallation item was some non descript asian boy band (sorry) and the final 2 minutes of the song was just someone saying 'tchew' over and over like they were sneezing. As I write this note item bloke shop staff is saying 'wanker' over and over, and 'okay' over and over. Followed by 'he’s learning'.
• Video game tutter bloke waited exactly until I started eating my sandwich abd is now on a loud speaker phone call on some sort of tirade. One of the cafe shop bloke staff is in the back room also on phone in some sort of 'okay', 'lie' and 'liar' tirade. A minute after I started drinking my hot coffee back room bloke started making overly elaborate yawning / extreme tiredness sounds.
• It’s lunch time now, and a massive school kids tsunami, blocking all the seats and tables with their bags. 80% girls. But also a few folks in their 20s. Again 80% women. I get the sense there is some pent up harassment, trying to surface, several metaphorical shives, but I’m not reacting to anything. So of course lots of 'well dones' which is a shiv in itself. Totally unnecessary in a public space IMO. #

Ed Dowd [23:23]: "They don’t believe in god, they believe they are the gods."

This is a quote from a podcast I listened to yesterday, and guess what, that’s literally what troublemaker workmen shouted at me this morning. #

Joe Rogan [0:53:49]: "The crazy thing is it seems to be an emergent behaviour pattern. When people get into power, when people have power, they always go in this very particular direction of control. And this is what the founding fathers of the constitution, the people that founded this country, when they were laying it out, they were trying to prevent that from taking place, and they had this very elaborate plan to sort of subvert notmal human behaviour, to stop it from taking root in this country, and make this a better experiment in self government than what they had experienced under dictatorships. And people always want to get it back to where they are comfortable, which is being a dictator." #

Well the escallation cycle is certainly in full swing. The manufactured situation at the sandwich shop a couple if days ago where they purposely got my order wrong while simultaneously front running literally everything I was doing, as predicted has balooned into some sort of 10 headed hydra of bullying. Everywhere I go people are digging up the graves of bullying cycles past, righteously blaming me for everything bad in the entire multiverse.

The current thing is that they are doing the tired old 'Pay' manufactured lie, where they pretend you are a criminal to everyone. Pretty quickly everyone and their pets are all too happy to pile in on a poor foreigner who’s already being gang raped by the world. Justice and truth be damned. If you complain, it’s a joke, 'why are you so up tight foreigner? Have you got something to hide?'. If you don’t say anything, then you get bullied even more.

I’m having to ration massively. I haven’t had a full meal in days. I had to buy some new headphones to replace the ones that started malfunctioning under dubious circumstances. The new cheap ones have a distinct crackle in both ears. Not a good sign. I have to buy a new pair of flip flops soon, so I’m saving for those, it could take weeks. You simply can’t walk anywhere in bare feet when it’s hot. But now I’m being framed and accused of steeling, and of doing drugs. No matter what you do they will find a way to fuck you, while claiming to be angels.

It’s all a big lie, and those that perpetuate the hate know exactly the situation, and what they are doing.

At least I got the headers and title fonts updated on the website. Happy about that even though it took 10 times as long as it should have done, because of all their blocking and harassment.

Stop lying Vietnam. Peace vietnam piece.

Update: Just as I finished writing this note, a butch women did a driveby on a motorbike, in quite a dangerous way I might add, and aggressively shouted 'Tam' at me. Once again they are blocking 'Tam', which I assume refers to 'Com Tam', pork and rice, because I need to buy flip flops, and using it as an excuse to boss me around. But if I do what they are ordering me to do, to buy food even though I can’t afford it, when I run out and then am stuck, they blame me for that too. It’s warpathing on every level, and they do it righteously while claiming to be a peace dove innocently perched on a tree branch. Nevermind they are actually perched on a motorbike doing unprovoked driveby harassments. #

The new thing, the response to my double peace signs, which are likely seen as the latest heinous foreigner aggression, is to goad me with unprovoked 'no!' harassment. Then if I do the double peace signs, or a single peace sign, or even if I just say 'peace', is to 'good boy' me.

Wow Vietnam you’ve beaten peace. Such a winner winner. The winners of all winners.

I can see the headline now:

"Vietnam defeats peace! 🕊☠️🔥" #

Rather annoyingly, somewhere along the way, code syntax highlighting has gotten broken. You can see it in the latest test post, where the CSS snippet has no syntax highlighting and has had newlines removed. That’s partly why I wrote the post, it’s been so long since I was able to publish anything related to code.

This same bug has happened before, I can’t remember exactly what it was, could be a render setting. I thought it was something I had fixed in a way that was relatively permanent, so I’m a bit suprised.

Geez regressions suck.

Anyhow, I’ll have to find time somewhere to debug it and fix. #

Started getting sneezy a few minutes ago, here at the internet place. Noticed the same happened to several others at the sane time. It was accompanied by one of the butch women from the cafes doing lots of 'Aaah' noises, but with a certain confidence like she knew sonething was about to go down. Then a bit later the bloke who alternates between good abd evil characters emerged from his house saying 'you learn'. This was the same house that 2 dats ago a butch woman was sitting outside looking ill. The next day, something I didn’t mention, they said loudly 'doctor' at one point.

Something likely related. Early this morning, much much earlier than schools are open, on the way to the internet place there was a young school girl standing waiting at the corner where the weird old lady sometimes does her strange humping exercise. As I passed by, two men passed on a motorbike, one saying 'Dataa!' for no apoarent reason. Based on past experience this will be developed and escallated by the gang stalkers into pedo pervert harassment of some sort. It’s happened many many times before at this stage, I recognise the signs almost immediately.

All is not well in paradise. #

It‘s been an entire day of passive aggressive people. Impossible to do get anything done, especially the last few hours with some really extreme passive aggressive sparrow people.

Maybe tomorrow will be a better day. #

Escallation notes for today:

• Sandwich shop, blamed for problem they created. He had given me a bigger sandwich today, but of course I didn’t see that until later. I assume it was a sort of sorry, but that’s not how it cane across because he said 'lie' as he gave it to me. As far as I’m concerned that’s blaming me for something he created in the first place. I responded with peace vietnam peace, which of course set him off on another escallation. He’s kind if missing the whole point of sorry in my opinion, confusing it with 'shut up', which is quite different isn’t it.
• Beard tsunami from very moody looking western men, surprise surprise I happen to need a shave
• Woman steeling my receipt, trying to frame me as a thief, that’s the 3rd time this week they have used that intimidation
• White tsunami at shop cafe, women in white lab coats saying wanker over and over, white wash cloth next to plug outlet, white bags, steeling of white receipt.
• No garbage bag in the bin at the shop cafe so it was a mess, I got ordered to put garbage into bag, which was what I was going to do anyway. This morning butch women woke me up by loudly smashing the garbage lid on purpose. So there’s a garbage theme going on yet again.
• The video game tutter bloke that tuts not only at his video games but at people sniffling, followed by a sniff of his own. They create the sniffling then they tell you to not sniff. Or they follow sniffling with a passive aggressive ‘no!’, which causes another round of tutting, which leads to the white lab coat woman who tried to steel my receipt, going on a passive aggressive phone call rampage accusing everyone of lying and being a wanker. Which leads to a phone call by tutter bloke, escalating with another bloke, it’s all on speaker phone. Conversation ends with da da da!
• School kids gang trying to tell me I dirtied the table, which I absolutely did not, and saying I should clean it up, while telling me I am a liar. Clearly manufactured incident.
• Lots of people saying ‘gay’ this evening, both walkers and motorbike gang stalkers
• Several walkers and drivebys saying ‘no money’ #

It was a very eventful day yesterday as far as development goes. I got the customizable headers feature working, following quite a big push to get it over the line. It all looked awesome yesterday evening. If the daily build has gone well during the night then there will be another test blog post in amidst yesterday’s writings.

I suppose it might seem like an inconsequential feature, but it’s actually quite profound. Like the beginning of a new phase. The phase where many interesting things become possibilities. The foundations are nearing a place where they are ready to support some bigger feature sets.

As a small step I’m going to try and update the day and blog post header fonts to something a little unnusual, at least by the standards of the website so far.

My hope is that I’m in a place where redesigns are possible. It would be awesome if redesigns were easy, something you could do every year say. The tricky part, the bit I’d like to get right, is I want a setup where redesigns only affect the pages going forward. So whenever you visit a page on the blog, you see it with the style it was originally published with. Like a time capsule.

I’ll have to put more thought into that, there are a lot of edge cases, for instance it makes sense for date based writings like blogging and notes but does it make sense for one off info pages? Probably not. It might not even make sense for the linkblog.

It was a cold night last night. Feeling very cold this morning. Not having any dinner last night didn’t help much, but unfortunatly I’m having to ration massively at the minute. Even one propper meal a day isn’t possible. There are signs things are being setup to blame me for something again.

A butch woman was sitting on a chair near the internet place looking like she was ill yesterday. And then later in the public toilets, a man was apparently passed out in one of the cubicles with a foot sticking out under the door. He had a bag you could see under the door that looked similar to mine. It wouldn’t suprise me one bit if it was part of some plot to convince people I was doing drugs. Similar things have happened many times before.

Whether it’s a full on attempt to do that or just anger goading, there’s definitely something in the works. Straws are still being left in every location I go to. #

Enormous man in shop cafe eating with what can only be described as impressively slob like aplomb informed me with absolute certainty that 'we won'. Having never to my knowledge met or seen this ginormous gentleman before, I feel like the world deserves to know, hence this short post. I wouldn’t want to be the only person alive to be aware of the state of things, whatever things are in this case, I certainly have no idea what he was on about, but it seemed very important to him that I knew. #

I’m very close to having the customizable headers feature working. Here’s the test blog post about that. I had hoped to get all the code merged and the test post pushed to the remote yesterday evening but the world had other plans, defying the weather forcast’s mild evening prediction and opting for all night rain which was started off with torrential downpours. It was fucking horid. And it’s still wet and cold now.

I’m up early, gang stalker harassment has already started, I'm already being 'Up!' harassed, which roughly translates to 'Shut up slave, go and write code, ha ha ha'. Any excitement I might have had from the idea that I was about to complete a cool feature, has disapeared now. What a bunch of fucking a-holes. They leave you with barely enough to be on life support, then they take what spiritual fullfillment you had cultivated for yourself too.

Hoping to get the code merged and I’ll manually add the test post to last night’s auto build. Better a bit late than never.

How many more lifetimes of this shit eh world? #

I did a 430am to 930am stint at the stand up internet earlier. Nearly broke my f-ing back. They’ve put dog poop in the spot where I can get a small bit of respite by leaning against the wall. Even the tiniest bit of luxury can and will be taken away by the bullies, and they will try to convince you, and presumably everybody else, they are doing you a favour.

Anyway got all the new plugin code merged and tested. But ran into a really narly situation where the npm install on the main website stopped working. Npm was telling me it was trying and failing to install a feature branch. I’d checked all the plugins to make sure I’d updated them back to using main branches since all the code was merged. It made no sense. I backed up the site folder and used git to try to at least get back to a known good state. But that didn’t work either, even blowing away the past 4 days of work. Pretty scary since at this point all the plugins have already been updated.

I went back and checked the plugins again, and sure enough there was one, the archives plugin, that still had a feature branch in it’s package.json. Once I fixed that the npm install started working again. I got the main branch back into a working state, so at least builds are working, but they are only working because of the npm cache which has a copy of all the old plugins.

The main website’s feature branch is now npm installing correctly, but there’s still some bugs. I’ll hopefully get them fixed later.

So pretty scary. But the good thing is that I was able to navigate through it all with relative ease. That’s a sign the foundations are much stronger with the reusable workflows. I suppose one could make the case that I should have paused development earlier in the day. Perhaps. The problem I have at the minute is I’m up against rainy season downpours which makes most late afternoons a literal washout. And with all the harassment sometimes you just want to power through. Yes it’s more risky at times, but the reality is that progress would be far too slow if you just waited for everything to be perfect.

The key thing is always to be able to get back to a known good state, and be very aware what changes you might loose. Sometimes redoing a few small things isn’t too bad.

I’ll hopefully get it all fixed and working later today. #

Everyone in the shop cafe this morning started having runny noses all at the same time, about an hour after I arrived. It’s odd, I think this was how it went down last bullyyng cycle too. Last time the big cycle ended by me getting a cold which turned into a chest cough. I recovered from that but then got another cold a few days later. Feels like something very similar has happened again. #

Just to prove a bit of a point here, it’s exactly as predicted, mid afternoon and absolutely pissing it down with rain, and thunder and lightning too. It would be completely impossible to be on the internet debugging the header sizes feature now. Glad I powered through and got to a safe place, but also made a lot of progress. Just need to wait for the storm to pass and I’m all setup to get back into debugging whatever bug is causing the feature branch to error during the render.

Update: And guess what, writting this short note was punished by harassment, which caysed my nose to start running again. Had been fine for the past 1.5 hours. Yet again, either way I get punished, I’ll probably be right said Fred’d for adding this update. #

Well the escallations usually take a few days to get going at the start of an escallation cycle, but then lots of things that appeared to be unrelated and seperate all start coalescing together. That’s where we are at now. Here are my escallation notes from yesterday:

• Gangs of women harassing at every location today, with manufactured impossible situations where whatever you do you are wrong and painted in the worst possible light with outright lies, anger goading, food goading, baby walkers, all the usual bullshit by the gang stalkers
• Departure 'okays' in every location, which is when whenever you decide to get up and leave someone or group of people that have been waiting for you to leave, usually they have been doing some form of harassment the whole time, tell you 'okay' as in 'I give you permission to leave'. This literally happened in at least 4 locations in a row.

That was during the day, but the night was very eventful too. Lots of sleep depravation and linked events:

• Woken up by official garbage men, who gave me a gift
• Perhaps not uncoincidentally the past few nights, a group of recyclers have been showing up across the road late evening with 2 trailers, then they spend literally the whole night smashing wood from cabinets and other household items and stacking them on their trailers. They make an absolute racket doing it. It’s blatant sleep depravation in retaliation to my 'peace signs', which they are forcing me to do, because if I don’t respond with something then they get upset about that.
• Garbage was left open again this morning. A clear sign there’s a whole garbage thing going on.
• 'Hey go home!' bloke drove by again. He’s been doing this everyday for at least 10 days at this point. He sounds like he might have spent time in a french speaking country.
• Apparrent french tourists in the early morning shouting 'milou!'.
• Early morning workmen on motorbikes shouting ‘gay’ and ‘you learn’ at me as they pass going the wrong way on the wrong side of the road.
• Early morning woman who sits quietly playing videos on her phone
• Lots of 'up!' harassment
• Lots of 'our!' harassment

I note also that the bloke who has been stoping by pretty much every evening and gifting me some food has started to get weird. I believe I predicted this would happen, it always does. Yesterday evening he gifted me a sandwich but before giving it to me shouted 'liar' loudly after he’d stopped his motorbike on front of me. I literally had done nothing, was just sitting quietly listening to a podcast.

I’ve also noticed that whenever I buy a sandwich during the day, he gives me a sandwich, when I have a soup during the day, he doesn’t showup, but someone else gifts me a vegetable mushroom soup in the middle of the night, and when I ate nothing during the day he gifted me a pork and rice dish. It’s like some sort of bizare buy ond get one free thing going on. And coincidentally the buy one get one free banana guy from one of the shop cafe’s has been a bit strange the past week or so. Keeps saying things like 'you will learn', apparently to people sitting in the stairwell drinking coffe but it’s pretty clear he’s saying it to me.

Also the first few sandwiches appeared to be from a shop with propper shop packaging but yesterday it was just wrapped in what looked like a child’s math homework. And yesterday evening the woman that has been appearing every few days with two little girls carrying grocery bags for the past few weeks, one of the girls was waving what looked like some art project homework. Might be a coincidence or more of the bizare pedo pervert shit that seems to eventually appear everywhere in Vietnam.

Anyway, there’s other bullcrap going on too, but that’s where we are at. Likely things will escallate and I’ll get blamed for something and everything.

I have been making quite a lot of progress on the header sizing and fonts feature. Hoping to test something today, though that’s seeming more and more unlikely as the escallations and blocking increase seemingly by the hour. #

Tom Luongo [37:37] on why the legal frameworks for confiscation of property rights, securities and cash were put in place in the US, Europe (4 years later) then a Japan (6 years after that) in the 70s:

We have always known that at some point we were going to reach that moment where the cartel was going to start feeding on each other because there was [...] a lack of actual physical assets, and now they are scrambling for physical assets. It’s always about collateral, and they can’t secure the sources of collateral in the same ways that they always have in the past. I’ll put on my evil hat for a second and be them [...].

"Let’s have a fallback plan. The plan is of course we are going to destroy Russia, we are going to split up the Middle East, we are going to take all of their oil and gas and everything else, but if we fail we are going to need a fallback position which is that we are going to have to take all the assets of the people and protect ourselves that way".

They are hedging their risk as well. They are not dumb. #

I've made the changes to the plugins required to make the day title and article title elements configurable. That will make it possible to change the heading sizes. The current headings on the website are too small. When I started out I just decided to keep it super simple and make everything the same small size, but now that most of the pieces are in place, it’s a good time to make it configurable.

There’s still a bug that I’m looking into, didn’t manage to find it last night. Once that’s fixed, the day titles will be h3 elements and the blog post titles will be h4 elements. I’m currently just using whatever sizes are the defaults for headings. That on it’s own should make things much more readable, but I have another, possibly even more exciting feature. It’s time to try some new fonts!

I’ve been looking at the various web safe fonts, the ones that should normally work without issues across all browsers, and there are a few I want to try out. A little touch of flare, to make things look a bit friendlier but also to draw attention to the blog posts, so it’s obvious they are separate and distinct from the notes. I’m also going to try the grid idea and the left margin border idea, but wanted to get as far as possible with just heading sized and fonts.

Even if I don’t decide to go with the colored left margin idea, I plan to do something similar with quoted text blocks. These currently look a bit weak, indented but the white space on the left just looks empty. I see many websites have a colored left margin on block quotes and I think it makes the quotes stand out.

It’s all quite fun and exciting, making these small changes that have a big effect on readability. I’ve been wanting to make these changes for so long now.

Escallation wise, all that is still going on, I’m still being blamed for everything, literally everything I do is in some way wrong apparently. Food is in short supply, there were some food gifts for a few days that were nice, but that might have been turned into something malicious again. I’m having to ration pretty hard. Since my birthday 2 weeks ago, I’ve only had 1 day with 3 full meals, and many with no meals at all.

The newsletter went out yesterday as scheduled. I’m glad something went out but I’m not happy at all with how haphazard it all is, having to prep things in adcance, and add bits and bobs when that’s possible. I just hope things get a bit more stable. #

Hoping to continue making some small cosmetic changes to the look and feel of the website. I’ve gotten rid of the bullets for posts and blog posts, but not for daily links. I think it looks pretty good. I’m going to try out the grid and left border ideas, and update heading sizes and possibly fonts. It should hopefully be a bit of a fresh look, and be easier to read.

It’s quite cold this morning. Brrr. #

Straws have been trending for several days now. Or straw rapers to be precise. They have been appearing literally everywhere I’ve been.

And there seems to be some sort of universe ending level argument happening, that will turn out to be proof that the existing design already solves the problem that’s being blamed on me.

And all the blaming has been the very thing causing the problem in the first place. #

Removing the bullets on all posts on the website worked pretty well. The text has a lot more space now. As suspected though it’s a bit difficult to tell the difference between notes posts and blog posts. I’ve made a quick start on both possible CSS based solutions I mentioned, namely putting all posts inside a sort of grid, and adding a colored left border to notes posts. It’s been a bit tricky making sure all the right CSS classes are in place so the CSS rules work their magic. I might have something to see today.

I’m thinking to add the bullets back for the 'Today’s Links' in each day because I quite like having that section look visually distinct to make them easier to find on the page when you are scrolling. I need to mess around with the underlying CSS classes so it’s easier to style those sections independantly from the other items on the page.

That’s the development plan. hopefully I’ll make some progress, but I’m already getting harassed.

The old woman that stop starts her motorbike and keeps alternately talking quiet then loud and saying 'president' over and over is right on front of me as I type this paragraph doing her anger goading thing.

Earlier this morning 'hey, go home' bloke passed by on his motorbike. He seems to be a new re-occuring harassment character. He zooms past and shouts in an overly jolly manner 'hey, go home!'. It’s just more anger goading but will likely turn into something else more involved.

As soon as I put my headphones in and started listenning to music stop start weirdo lady drove off, annoyed that she could no longer annoy me.

There were some red noodle packages left on the ground this morning, so likely some noodle based anger goading and harassment at some point. #

I don’t want to go into too much detail but following this morning’s strange harrassment incident by the stop / start motorbike woman, where I eventually started listening to music on my headphones, and she left, my headphones mysteriously have started malfunctioning. As far as I am aware I didn’t drop them or damage them in any way, and I don’t think I left them unnatended anywhere.

There was an incident earlier where cafe shop staff seemed to be parodying an incident that happened to me when somebody asked me the meaning of life. While they were doing this, one of them was repeatedly setting off the flash on the phone camera. Well as it happened, the start / stop woman ended up being in a selfie I took that morning. The shole situation feels like some form of intimidation, especially since the regular camera on my phone stopped working in similarly strange circumstances.

This evening, back at the location of the harassment, there was a whole cascade of 'yellow' based harassment situations, some of which felt very manufactured.

I certainly hope the selfie camera doesn’t end up mysteriously breaking. It’s really bizare that the headphones have, the day I used them to politely and non-violently push back on what seemed like pretty clear harassment, something which the stop / start woman has done several times before.

It’s worth mentioning that I have had several headphones stop working like this as part of escallations. They have all been regular old school phono plug in-ear headphones. #

The meaning of life bloke just passed by again. He seems to have gotten it in his head that the thing to do is to ask me questions and drive off. This time it was less grandiose: What is Tam?

I’m missing an accent on one of the letters. I don’t know what tam is, it’s usually used alongside the word 'com'. As in 'com tam', and it means something like 'rice dish'. You can have different variations of it, pork, chicken etc.

Anyway, I don’t know for sure what it means, it’s a bit like Banh, when you think about all the things it is used for, it kind of doesn’t make sense. But I just don’t worry about it, and get on with my day.

I expect this is all part of a bigger story arc because I’ve been gifted in the past couple of days both com tam and a banh mi (sandwich), which likely means it might get turned into an anger goading, where I’ll just be gifted plain rice or something. That’s the sort of thing that usually happens. #

I actually made some progress yesterday on both removing the list bullets and improving the article navigation. I deployed a new version of the site that has no list bullets, which looked okay in staging. I’ll find out how it really looks this morning when the daily build gets done using the live data.

There should be lots more space for the text on the page, which will be noticeable on mobile screens. I’m a little worried that without the bullets it will be difficult to see the difference between notes and blog posts. That the boundaries between notes posts won’t be obvious enough. If that happens, I have two possible solutions, one using a colored border in the left margin, the other adding a grid around all posts. I’m curious to try both.

Quite excited about how things will look.

I’ll try deploying the updated article navigation links this morning. That should make it much easier to get a permanent url to articles, and to get back to the day a particular post is from, from the individual article page. I’ll use links to the month archives version of posts, that way you’ll be able to see the context around a post rather than just the post. It’s a bit fiddly because I need to use hashlinks and only days have hash ids currently.

I suppose the best thing would be to have hash ids on all posts on the page so you can link directly to anything on the page. That might take some extra work though, cause I’ll need to generate the hash ids, and unlike with dates, there isn’t an obvious id. I guess maybe the timestamp will be unique enough. That will work for notes, but what about blog posts? I’ll have to think about that, might be better to just omit them for blog posts, the canonical blog post page is likely a better url for blog posts. It’s really just the notes you want to see in context, because they look a bit weird on their own.

Development progress feels good even if it’s just a small cosmetic thing. It’s been so long since I was able to add a visual feature. #

Looks like I’ll be able to eat again today, so that’s a bit of a relief, but I’m reluctant to get carried away because the starvations seem to be getting longer. It’s a catch22, because without energy I can’t really function, think and write. And I’m still knackered from the previous starvation cycle, and now with a cold, still sneezing and coughing flem. It feels like I’ll just about recover and be dunked right back into another starvation cycle.

The hot season is starting, there is still rain quite often but when it’s hot around midday it’s getting unbearably hot. So hot you really don’t want to be outside kind of hot.

I need to look at static site generator and website features, figure out what I want to do next. The most obvious is that I’m kind of tired of the bullets on each item on the main blog page. It would be cleaner without bullets, more space for the text. The other thing is to add some navigation links. I want to be able to more easily navigate between individual items back up to the day that contains the item. And be able to get to the archives version of a day from the front page.
Both small cosmetic changes but would dramatically improve readability.

The next big feature might be taking back up the work I’ve previously done on the API. It’s 80% written. At first it would just be for posting. But it might make sense to first get a minimal working example of several blogs hosted somewhere. So I could get somebody else setup with a similar writing experience. It might turn out to be not a lot of work, but pretty sure there would be all sorts of unnexpected things to deal with.

So that’s where I’m at with development, and hard life, woe me. #

What a nutso day yesterday. I continued giving the peace sign in return to any harrassment the entire day. There was a lot if it. Each time saying 'peace vietnam peace'. At the end of the day I got gifted a takeaway rice meal, from the same bloke who had given me food the previous day and the morning. He eventually gave me the equivalent of 40 cents USD when I told him I had not had bottle of drinking water in 2 days. So basically all day from 4am until 9pm peace signing, and it kept going after that, and all I got was a meal and enough to buy a small bottle of water. That’s slavery in every juristriction on the planet, plain and simple.

A few minutes later, a woman and man probably in their 30s who had previously seen me giving peace signs and responded, with the woman sitting on the back of their motorbike peace signing too and smiling, stopped by to gift me a fruit. When I said about the water situation, she turned to the man and helped convince him to buy me some water. They drove off and returned a while later gifting me 2 large bottles of water. Without the water I’m not sure I would have been able to eat the food.

This morning I actually have a relatively bad chesty cough starting, coughing up a ton of flem when I woke up earlier, so looks as if the food was in some way poisonned too.

Washing water and electricity have been cut off for days now. Hoping I’ll be able to find reprive on that today.

Everything is so fucking dire, it’s like the end of the universe.

Update: The strange older lady on the motorbike that keeps stop / starting and mumbling, stopped by again this morning. She kept whittering on about a 'president' over and over but same as before I couldn’t hear what she was on about, as everything else she was saying, as she kept stopping and starting her motorbike, revving the engine up and down, was just gibberish. #

This morning at the internet place while I’m standing browsing online...

Fat school girl on the back of a motorbike passes by saying loudly 'blog!' then small amount of slightly understated maniacle evil laughter from both her and the adult driving the motorbike.

A few moments later the normal / evil bloke from the opposite house appears with a woman and child. She keeps saying 'lie', and 'liar' and 'the liar'. #

All relatively quiet this afternoon at the shop cafe. I did have a major allergy / sneeze attack earlier. Happened after I’d already been here for 2 hours, right at the same time 2 rowdy boy young teenagers turned up, who were very nosey about me being at the shop cafe, kept saying ‘hello’ in their conversation to each other, seemed to be waiting to see my reaction. Felt very manufactured, very high level of righteousness.

Then the place filled up with loads of young women in their twenties, all being very very quiet. Bit of a weird vibe, and when one left saying 'good' for no reason as she left and passed me, I responded with a 'peace vietnam peace' which set off several of the other women who had until then been very quiet. All sorts of foreign chatter interspered with orders in english. They were saying stuff to each other like 'he will learn'. That always seems to happen when I get these mysterious sneezing attacks that often turn into a cold.

This one in particular coincides with last night’s flem cough, so likely linked to that. That looks to have been something in the food I got gifted, or the water, or the fruit. I didn’t ingest anything else.

Once again looks like I got mutilated. Mutilated for turning darkness into light. Doesn’t matter what I do, whether I am peaceful or angry, either way I get mutilated. Either way, blamed for everything, even though I’m already being starved and thirsted.

It’s like I’m caught between good and evil groups, each wants the opposite of the other, so either way I lose. And neither group acknowledges the existence of the other, or they collude, whether by arrangement or just easiest path.

Update: The two rowdy teenage boys left a small ziplock baggie on the chairs they were sitting on. Just looked to contain some orange crystal sweets, the sort that are hideously sour and crackle in your mouth. Nothing like drugs, but still what are the chances there are suddenly lots of baggie related incidents the past few days? #

I’m back at the internet place to post today's links and blogging. Pretty much immediately women are passing by making 'you learn' based comments as they pass me. Presumably linked to my now developing cold. Just more women based mutilation and bullying. Nothing to see here, please move along, as they say.

Well I say...

Peace world, peace ☮️🕊✌️
Peace vietnam, peace ☮️🕊✌️
Peace women, peace ☮️🕊✌️ #

Just another quick note about the types of harrassments this evening since it’s a sneeze day. Lots of random people saying 'Gay!', both men and women. Also lots of people just saying 'No!', especially shortly after I sneeze. And then there was all the 'you learns' earlier. #

Looking back at my notes I can see that I’ve been getting these sneezy colds now with crazy regularity for at least 7 months now. I happens about every 3-4 weeks. There was a time during the early part of COVID where it was happening every 10 days. I really don’t get what it is. It just seems like somebody has figured out something that I’m massively alergic to and keeps killing me with it. It’s do horrid, makes concentrating on anything practically impossible. Could be that my body just hates me. #

Two noticeable things following yesterday’s small meal gift. I had hardly eaten anything in the previous 7 days.

Firstly terrible night sweats. Your body normally heats up a bit after eating but cools down relatively quickly. This lasted almost the entire night, definitely until 3am. There was some chilli oil which I covered the rice with, so it could be that. But it still feels very extreme, I eat this sort of dish quite regularly, and rarely get night sweats like that, certainly not in recent memory.

Second was some really, and I mean really insane dreams. It was like being in a completely photorealistic demented video game. Like a car chase that felt not only more like being on a rollercoaster ride, but all the elements in the environment were also doing a rollercoaster ride thing. It was really fucking horrible.

I’m going to cut this note short because I’m already being water goaded by some strange bloke that is pretending to have a conversation with a woman sitting nearby, but who is saying hello at me, over and over while trying to get me to notice his coke bottle that is full of water. It’s very odd. I had some other thing to say about the dreams, maybe I’ll remember later. #

The bloke that gifted me the meal last night just dropped by again and gifted me a mince pork ban boa bun. It’s unbelievable how great food tastes.

So anyway a few things about the dreams:

• It happened twice around 4-5am, two distinct dreams.
• Both times I was really glad to wake up.
• I’m not sure it was related to the food as I had a similar dream a few days ago.
• Somebody had left a small ziplock transparent baggie on the floor near where I sit. Whenever small ziplock baggies appear, historically speaking there usually ends up being drug related harrassment in one form or another. It’s a form of anger goading. In previous bullying cycles, used seringes have started apearing in many of the places I go, followed by people directly and indirectly accusing me of taking drugs, which is totally false.
• It’s worth noting here that when you are starved for 7 days, esoecially when you aren’t able to drink hardly any water, you look pretty terrible, not completely unlike somebody taking drugs, who is often starving their body from food as well as inputing harmful things. It’s no suprise that the gang stalkers use starvation, and anger goading in combination with false news about you being a drug user.
• Yesterday I walked past a bar that was playing Metallica ridiculously loudly with two old guys outside sort of playing along on imaginary drum sets. Super weird because they didn’t look like metal heads at all, and the bar wasn’t a metal bar, just a regular coffee shop / bar place.
• The Metallica music could quite easily have been the sound track to both dreams.
• I was really glad I didn’t have to listen to Metallica all day yesterday, I specifically remember thinking that after walking past.
• The dreams had this sort of feeling like when you have had way too many cups of coffee, like you are on a runnaway train, and there is no way to get off it
• When I woke up, from the first crazy dream, I woke up into another dream, which felt like real life, I could hear people talking nearby, but couldn’t move my arm hardly at all. I eventually forced myself to move my incredibly heavy arm, and as I did this I woke up into propper reality. At least I hope it is, so far so good.
• Yesterday evening some time around the food, a man in his twenties walked past, looked drunk or perhaps disabled. When he walked, his arms hung down by his side and flopped about like heavy arms.

I’m very low on drinking water. If there’s one thing that’s even worse than starvation, it’s thirst. Washing is also blocked as is charging my devices, so likely I’ll have to turn them all off to conserve power till the weekend. No blogging without power. #

To those of you out there collecting for good causes, for each time someone 'saves your ass', do actually at some point donate some of those cookies from your incredible stash. The people you rely on every single day might very well be starving. #

A reminder to those that like to come up with, or simply appreciate minimal apps for debugging purposes, especially in the somewhat higher level space of politics minimal apps.

Those that scam and steel your work, repurposing it for their nefarious aims, often aren’t very good at figuring out the minimal app themselves because they spend all their time figuring out all the scams. BUT, they absolutely love themselves a minimal app. In a way, their monstrous work doesn’t even start until they get hold of your minimal app.

I just think it’s important to be aware of that.

Once you start seing that sort of thing happen, you see it happen again and again, and you realise it’s been happening right under your nose your entire life.

And remember to support those that do good work, those that build faithfully towards the better future you envision. When things are going well for you it’s all too easy to forget about the people you rely on, who are often in very harsh situations. #

I hesitated to call it, though I suspected it would happen. The light green harrassment from the Mary Popins impersonator type has of course developed into a full blown light green tsunami, complete with manufactured situations.

Large gangs of dancing women entirely dressed in light green in the park, starting up mere moments after my arrival. Blokes slinging light green cloths to wipe the sweat from their brow walking past, right afterwards. I’m sure that won’t be the end if it.

I think they do it because they are just so bored of red goading, so they manufacture a non-red goading situation. Always be foreigner goading, I suppose the saying likely goes. #

There are a lot of people coughing, sneezing and spitting today. Way more than usual. There appears to be something 'in the air'. I’m noticing it too.

As a side node, I read all about the con / chem trails phenominon, and it’s debuncking, and re-bunking and what not. Who the heck knows. What I can tell you for sure is what I’ve seen with my own eyes. Last time I was in Chiang Mai, about 5-6 years ago, I was walking right outside the main old city centre quad which is where most of the tourists hang out, and I saw with my own eyes a small airoplane decend really low right over the main quad and dump an enormous amount of liquid and pull up and fly off into the distance.

The entire floor of the airplane openned and whatever it was full of, which looked like clear liquid, went right into the atmosphere right where all the tourists spend their days. I dunno, it sure looked strange. The things that authorities consider 'normal' in places around asia, are at times very different to back in the west. #

Just got harrassed by security guards for daring to stand on the edge of the grass. The only reason I’m having to do that is because they have recently moved all the seats so they are permanently out of the shade. Once again creating the problems they complain about. Note that it’s happening on the light green tsunami day. They usually don’t care. Not that I’m in the habit of doing it. Also remember the ziplock baggie? I told you didn’t I?

No grass for you, or water.

And wouldn’t you know ut tgey are constantly watering the grass, but you likely wouldnt want to drink that.

The walls are closing in again. Hellow reality inversion traffic jam, how have you been? It’s been at least a couple of days... #

Since entering the park several water goading incidents. People appear to be aware that I’m very low on drinking water, and are harrassing me about it. For example a very jolly butch woman just walked past talking to a friend, holding and swinging an empty water bottle in a transparent bag like she was a school girl, saying loudly 'hellow', an analgam of hello and allow. It’s their favorite reality inversion, telling you to do the thing they are blocking. Absolute righteousness, like she’s doing me a favour by participating in the gang rape thirsting they are doing to me. #

Yesterday’s prediction about everything being blocked was 110% spot on. Understatement of the month. It was more like 1010%. And today it continues. The level righteousness is un-fucking-believable.

Yesterday evening I eventually just started making peace signs with both hands in response to each harrassnent event, saying peace vietnam, peace. My voice had completely cracked, I could hardly speak. It went on for hours. This morning voice is still really broken, but it’s so strange because I’m not ill really in any way aside from a very slight morning cough.

Got gifted an ice tea and a small rice / tuna based snack around 3am. That was nice, pretty much the only thing I’ve eaten in the past 7 days.

I expect the level of righteousness will continue for the rest of the day.

The latest thing from mororbike gang stalkers: "him a lawyer". Who knows who they are talking about. Me, somebody else? Hard to know.

I asked the ether why I needed a lawyer, noting that this was hardly fear and loathing in Las Vegas, and if they really wanted to all be kangaroos given that in Australia they shoot kangaroos like vermin, and that sent the security guards outside the office on the other side of the street into some form of frenzy.

Another day. I don’t suppose I’ll get much done as I’ll need to turn off devices to ensure I’ll last till next weekend’s newsletter. Washing water and electricity have been cut off again. Shrug. #

When I look back at my blogging output for this year, I’m really happy about the quantity, because it’s like 5x or 10x previous years. That’s incredible. The blogging virtuous circle really is working for shear quantity. There’s absolutely no question about that.

But the topics I’m writing about, aren’t ultimately what I want to be writing about. I haven’t written about web development for months. Everything is politics, and end of the world AI apocalypse topics, and though I think I’m doing okay at it given the circumstances, it just isn’t the focus I want. The problem is that the writings are really just a reflection of how fucked my current life situation is is right now. Writing keeps me somewhat sane. But I’m spending all this time thinking about stuff that is just getting in the way of my goals. It’s 95% other people’s crap.

Frankly I’m very depressed about it. It’s like getting to the summit of a terribly huge mountain, spending years doing it, and then seing that everything is poop for as far as the eye can see. My laptop that I used to use to write has turned to poop. My SaaS turned to poop. The dingy I am in, one of the few non poop things, is constantly filling up with poop. Everything is poop.

It’s cool that I can these days just write a short note about this without the pressure of an entire blog post.

Nope, I fucking hate the poop emoji. #

The bloke that lives across the alleyway of the internet place, just emerged from his house, a butch woman wearing an outfit that was covered in bright red pattern also emerged. The butch woman stands to my left, a few meters away. As he emerges and starts locking the sliding gate on front of the house front door, he makes an order 'Blog!'. Kind of weird. It’s clear to me they are on the warpath about something.

Incidentally from the moment I set off this morning many people have been on the warpath, including a man on a motorbike wearing a red tshirt with large black letters 'TRUE' on his back, so you can see it clearly as he drives past.

Anyway, I turn away from them, lean on the wall. They are behind me. I don’t want any trouble. He says loudly in english 'you are lying'. I literally have no idea what he means, I had said absolutely nothing to him. He is not addressing her, she doesn’t speak english. The rest of their conversation certainly isn’t in english.

I simply calmly say, 'you are on the warpath', and I say no more.

He walks off with the butch woman, which is unusual as he always drives a motorbike. The butch woman has in her hand 3 large food boxes. Clear food goading, and anger goading, and total reality inversion.

I rest my case, as it were.

Update: This is the same bloke that alternates between being normal, and being 'evil', with evil laughs and last week with the small boy that walked like he had leg braces, except he has no leg braces. I note that yesterday a small boy on a small bycicle with stabilizers was cycling around me over and over, and when he finally stopped two walkers passed and announced I had 'won' whatever that means. At the internet place for the rest of the day, right next to where I stand at the internet place, was a small girl version of the bycicle. You are not going to be able to convince me there is nothing strange going on here. At least some of these events are linked, maybe all of them. It’s clear intimidation, anger goading, food goading and complete reality inversion.

Update: As I finish writing this note, the young woman staff from the cafe arrives on her red motorbike right on front of me, and says 'him learn' to the other woman staffer. After which she appears to be waiting, listening for me to say something. I wait until she has gathered all her things and enters the cafe, and I calmly say, 'her on the warpath'.

Whatever weird strange bizare ambiguous doublespeak is going on here. It’s clear things are very far away from Okay imho. Everyone is teetering on a warpath, just waiting for an opportunity to pin it all on me.

Note: They are still starving and thirsting me. And btw, the butch woman that cleans up the puppy’s poop earlier started calling the puppy using the same word the bloke that gifted me the rice this morning: 'Hey'. That has been a term of harrassment for a few weeks now since one of the sandwich vendor women addressed me by saying 'hey dog'. All these things seem small, but I’m telling you, whatever network they use, whether it’s encrypted chats or word of mouth, is absolutely optimised for passing around exactly this type of info. This sort of subtle corruption of the social layer of public society is happening constantly. #

I’ve burned through so much battery dealing with everyone’s bull crap this morning, I doubt I’ll get anything done the entire week now. Washing water and power still cut off, I’m still a pariah, though I’ve done nothing wrong.

Even saying peace via words or hand gesture, or saying I don’t want any trouble, is considered some sort of war move, and escallated against.

Everything is the worst form of poo, utterly hopeless poo. #

Well 'ya’s' are definitely trending.

Gosh 'Ya’s' trending in shitville, never seen that before.

Oh 'our' is trending too. what a suprise. #

Finally some food. I got gifted a small rice and small pork chop takeaway box. Starvation, especially when you just don’t know if you’ll ever eat again, is the fucking worst thing. No idea why but the last two weeks basically no one is gifting me anything, only harrassment.

In the last 7 days only 1 day of food. Just unbearable, especially with all the harrassment.

There is now a gang of recycling butch women that have a loud speaker with an automated announcement attached to their pedal powered vehicle. It sounds like gibberish at first until you realise it’s saying 'Ya! bear die' over and over. One of the main places I go, for quite a while now has grafiti’d the word BEOR right where I sit, and many people shout it at me as they pass.

I’m now doing double peace sign, one with each hand to the world after every harrassment. I just don’t want to be angry, it feels so horrible.

Turn darkness into light.

You get a lot more gifts when you get angry. At least currently. I hope things improve because I can’t survive on 1 day of food per week.

Update: The new thing seems to be to shout 'Blog!' at me. Right after I finished eating the small meal I got gifted, a butch woman stopped opposite me on a motorbike. She paused to adjust something on the todler chair, and right before speeding off, said 'Blog!' loudly. WTF world? First of all, no food, no blog, brains literally don’t work without food, just like motorbike’s and petrol, second of all why in the fuck are random butch women, with kids no less, stopping to order me to blog? This is some seriously f-ed up twisted shit.

Peace vietnam, peace ☮️🕊✌️
Peace world, peace ☮️🕊✌️ #

The instant I committed my latest blog post about merdeism, a small well todo gang of morning walkers in the park walked past and 'No?' harrassed me. Literally 1 second after the commit completed. This sort of thing is happening constantly.

Interesting that it was question based rather than the usual order based.

Anyhow just wanted the full context of writting this post to be out there.

Btw, I’m not even kiding about any of this, in some ways I really wish I was.

Update: Committing this note was followed almost immediately by an aggressive 'No Ah' harrassment. No doubt this update will be countered too, so I’ll say no more on the matter today. The last sentence just got extreme passive aggressive silent countered. #

Pretty sure I’ve been mutilated again. It follows me going to a store where they always say 'It’s Okay' as you enter, which when you think about it is kind of offensive, not to mention borderline racist. But anyway the real passive aggressive onslaught doesn’t start until you yourself say 'It’s Okay'. If you dare to do that even if it’s in a totally normal situation where that’s exactly what you would say, you then get 'No!’d', and if you dare to signal you mean no harm via a peace sign, you get double 'No!’d'. Oh yeah and I ordered by an 'Up!' just before I was about to go up to the seating area. I really had been perfectly polite.

Makes you wonder if things were really Okay in the first place or not when you enterred.

Anyway, I continued the rest of the day, not too many harrassments, until this evening a woman walked past the dark green bin and tapped it for no reason. Then a while later a young woman in a light green dress, who was being really excessively prim and propper like she was Mary Popins or something, did some elaborate thing where she was droping tissues, then using baby wipes, then radomly swinging her legs. Anyway it all had a sketchy air to it and wouldn’t you know it my nose had started to get blocked, and my voice appears to have gone walkabouts. No pain at all in my throat, and I haven’t been shouting.

The theme from harrassers this evening seems to be financial, lots of things like 'money' and 'pay', but also 'actor', 'young', and one very loud and determined deep voiced 'good liar'.

So yeah looks like I got mutilation punished yet again, a side dish to the starvation and thirst they are already inflicting on me.

Update: Noticed this earlier but I didn’t see the connection to today’s events until now. They’ve cordonned off the pavement in a really bizare way that is totally innefective. Just another block to add to all the blocking. It’d been mostly fine this afternoon but they were in blocking over drive in the park this morning. #

I’m only just awake and it’s clear that the world is going to be doing it’s best to block my every move. Quiet so called goody goody two shoe angels maliciously and righteously blocking all while claiming everything in the universe is my fault. What’s the point in doing anything, on days like these, all doors have been closed, all possibilities accounted for, everything already determined, I know it sounds defeatist and strange, but these days really do exist. Nothing I will do will make the world happy today. And I’ll get blamed for everything, oh and guess what I was already being starved and thirsted, so it’s a double whammey.

On the plus side, I got reusable workflows deployed on all repos, even the ones that just required part of the full workflow. That’s a big step forward. Finally got to close out that feature in the backlog. What a difficult one that was. That’s probably why worldo has gone all passive aggressive warpatho.

Literally just as I finished writting the previous paragraph it started 'Ya Ma!' -ing me via motorbike gang stalkers for no reason, nevermind it’s blocking me in all dimensions. Creating the problems they complain about...etc etc, here I go again. #

Another day.

One weird thing that happened yesterday was pervert maybe pedo westerner bloke started calling me 'son'. He’s not british by the way. That's pretty f-ing strange. Can’t imagine that’s going anywhere good.

I’ll hopefully get a few more of
the remaining reusable workflows deployed on the remaining few repos that only use some of the full workflow. Got it working for 2 of them yesterday, there are about 3-4 other ones to update.

Then it looks like it’s more starvation and all the other crap, cut off water and electrcity etc that goes with that. I had 2/3 of a day of food yesterday. They have already started food goading and the day only just begun. #

Looks like they are training the puppy to pee where I stand to get online at the internet place. Anger goading much?

I guess I’ll get those other workflows working another time. Blocked.

Here they go again. #

Now the locals are harrassing me for not standing in the dog pee. pretending they can’t get past me despite the fact there is literally the most room possible.

It’s anger goading. They create the problem they complain about, they escallate, they block, they blame, they mutilate. #

People in the park blocking all the seats in some way, then huge gangs of like 30 or 40 people with a person amongst them confidently and loudly calling me 'god' as they walk past. It’s just another maximum anger goad that justifies further bullying. #

Slightly aggressive park attendant approached me in the park to give me an earfull. Absolutely no idea what he was on about. I had been sewing, doing a small repair on a T-shirt.

Previous to this, the park attendents were also escallating the event that happened earlier. That was when a local at the internet place was pretending I was in the way even though (1) there was plenty of room (2) the reason I was where I was, was because of something they did. I had said 'chill out' as they were getting slightly aggressive. Well the security guards and people with them, walked past me saying 'out out out out'. Weirdly at the very same moment, the podcast I was listening to had a bit about the recent Isreali exploding pagers, and they were also saying 'out' many times. Weirdo worldo.

Just as I finished the previous paragraph a female baby walker walked past. I'm at the internet place again having returned from the park. There is a small girl’s bycicle right next to where I stand to use the internet.

World’s on the warpath again. Shrug. #

Techmeme (09/26) on facial computing:

Zuck has shown us the finish line

Update: Kind of an instance of front running the big bang, no?

Strange. This keeps happening. #

Nilay Patel on Talk Show podcast relaying Samsung’s views on AI photography [~1:38:00]:

There is no such thing as a picture.

If you squint a bit this is kind of an instance of next week’s newsletter which is already written and scheduled.

Subscribe in advance!

Update: Just a few minutes later and he said the title’s keyword! It’s a mad algorithms desease future. #

Having a minimal app is really important, crucial in fact, when debugging a problem. But it’s not enough. In life and politics, probably even more so than in programming there can be some pretty wild edge cases. People wear multiple hats, an entity you thought was just one person turns out to be a factory, there are unions! Snakes and ladders! And fractals! Omg fractals. The publisher of the min app might be corrupt! And now AI! Even the simplest of things can be ridiculously perverted. #

I’m up incredibly early, it’s 330am, hoping to get some coding done before the plague of horrible people wake. But elas just as I was about the start the motorbike gang stalkers are already doing their 'shut up slave' 'Up!' harrassnent. They are such fucking psycho paperclip maximizing bossy bootses that they end up blocking things that are working perfectly fine. It’s like they are addicted to shooting themselves in the foot, and have convinced themselves that shooting themselves in the foot is literally the only thing that fixes the world, when in fact it does the opposite. And they are supremely righteous about it all.

They are literally making themselves poorer while the rich get richer, and anyone that even thinks about actual real improvements is devil incarnate. And everything is full in all dimensions, and they think that’s normality, because filling everything up is the way they control things, and they must control everything. It’s like a bunch of maniac suicide cultists. And long term I don’t even think it works out particularly well for the elites. They will get dragged into hell just like everyone else did.

So anyway, hoping to have some instances of the reusable workflows working for repos that don’t run a build. There are a bunch of small workflows that only need to run portions of the workflow. They currently still have their own custom workflow but I think there is a way to get them on the new reusable workflow standard too. That will be awesome. The reusable workflows have so far been a massive success uncovering some until now undetectable problems within build environments.

Also now that I’ve been using them for a few weeks, I can see lots of places where the reusable build and deploy workflows could be improved. The current implementation is a first try, a pretty good one all things considered, but there are many ways to improve things further. The great thing is that any improvements immediately become available to all existing workflows.

Even amongst all the bleakness, there is some hope, a tiny glimmer of hope shining through all of worldo’s bullcrap. #

Just got vampire attacked by the older woman that stop / starts everything. As soon as you say anything she backs off and becomes quiet. Same with movements. Stop starting her motorbike over and over. It’s all ultimately malicious anger goading, with blatant hunger goading too this time. Any conversation is impossible, and that’s the point, it’s just a time suck

Pretending to be soft and nice, but actually just as evil as the loud ones. They have more types of malisciousness than you can even imagine. The only way to deal with it is to not respond. #

I managed to get the reusable workflow I mentioned earlier working. Quite happy about that.

It took much longer than it should have done because of all the constant harrassment, but I got it working nonetheless. There are a handfull of workflows that need this slimed diwn version, and once they are all running correctly then that will be the end of the initial version of the reusable workflows feature. #

Pretty sure somebody just moved a neutrino in the universe so it’s out of place and will blame it on me and try to make everything in the universe my fault again and everything will be turned to Defcon 1 again. Here I ago yet again. The everything is your fault event just occurred again. #

More totally unprovoked 'Up!' harrassment from shop staff as I leave the shop cafe I’ve been at all morning to go to the internet place. This happens so often wherever I am, when I’m heading to the internet place. It’s like some sort of compulsion. I don’t think they are able to not say some sort of harrassment, like some strange form f collective OCD.

Perhaps not uncoincidentally this mornings motorbike driveby uppers were of the same rough age as the shop staff.

And now in the park I’m being 'Bear!' harrassed for no reason, as I’m sitting quietly typing on my device. #

Even more 'Up!' harrassment on my way between the internet place and another shop cafe, which, you guessed it, has it’s seating area upstairs. It’s literally every portion of any journey has some form of harrassment. I reckon there’s a 70% chance the staff at the shop cafe also do some 'Up!' harrassment after I buy my drink, right before I make my way upstairs.

Update: The shop staff didn’t harrass, though some customers, including a young women ordering me to "home", just as I returned from the bathroom and was about to gather my things to head back to the internet place. She also seemed particularly proud of her bossiness, appearing to parody success kid meme.

Update: Just as I got back to the internet place a group of blokes sitting at the nearby cafe did an opposite harrassment, all simulteneously shouting 'down!'.

Update: Followed immediately by a woman baby walker.

Update: There was however more poo based harrassment at the shop cafe, which was the same place were my tummy suddenly went all melt down a few days ago. It envolved apparent customers 'accidentally' leaving bits of toilet paper right on front of me. I wasn’t entirely sure that it was that, but now back at the internet place, there has been some more poo based harrassment involving the puppy, who this morning appeared to also have a bit of a tummy bug. It was just now chased down by a butch women who tried to hit the poor thing with a stick for no reason right in front of me while clearly 'No!' harrassing me. They always try to create plausible deniability through ambiguity but when you see these things happen as often ad I do, it’s very obvious they are linked events, and that it’s anger goading. Incidentally at the shop cafe in question, they just happened to remove the soap dispenser from toilets the day before I got gut poisonned. What are the chances.

Update: Just as I finished writting the previous update, a man walked past saying loudly 'they lie', when I looked up, there was a younh woman wearing head to toe brown outfit, who paused momentarily and then left.

Update: Now there is a distinct smell of chocolate in the air. I guess the poo based harrassment is set to continue.

And so it goes. #

Really enjoyed listenning to Chamath Palihapitiya on Rogan earlier. Lots of great topics discussed. I wrote a quick quote blog post earlier.

One thing I just wanted to comment on was his idea to setup ghost kitchen + uber delivery infrastructure to make cheap healthy food available at scale. I love this idea, however as with many parts of government, the infra innevitably get taken over by deep state / malicious gangs and used to target individuals. That’s basically the sort of thing that’s been happening to me here. Specifically this week, there’s been a whole load of poo based harrassment.

I’m not casting judgement, in fact I suspect these folks think they are doing the right thing. They have some way they justify this behaviour to themselves, it keeps happening.

So great idea, but I think it would be doomed to fail, or at least fail for some. #

What a day full of horrible people, claiming to be angels while blatantly & maliciously harrassing and starving me. Yesterday was much the same. How strange that things should escallate to such a degree right after I uncovered and fixed a very likely divergeance between Github actions environments. A divergeance which would cause some repositories to not get any access keys causing everything they do to fail. #

More blah blah blahs. I told you they were trending :)

I haven’t listenned to this one yet but theur stuff is always the best. #

All escallation notes from yesterday already posted. Hoping to make a bit of progress on coding now that I fixed the strange heredoc permissions bug. Probably not going to be able to make much progress as another starvation cycle looks to have started.

So far in today’s escallations:

• Got woken up by some driveby bloke excedingly jolly shouting. Oddly I think he shouted 'Navalny' at me, but can’t be sure. I was listening to a McCormack episode last night that mentions him a lot.
• Early morning bicycle lady that sings her head off just drove past, singing her head off, it’s around 510am, I think last time she passed by was about a week ago

Onwards... #

One major issue is no matter what you do, whether it took you 5 secs or 5 life times, they will just immediately do an Isreal on you and order you to 'more', while claiming to be Gaza.

They literally just did it to me now following two days of non stop escallations f-ing everything up for me.

I can never even get to coding any of my own stuff.

If you are god then why do you clearly have an infiniti amount of horns growing out of your head? #

I haven’t been able to get any coding done this morning, despite being continuously handling crap from everyone for hours. Maybe later I guess, though the weather forcast is rain, and I haven’t eaten, and they have cut off water and electricity again. So I guess I have to prepare next weeks newsletter again now. Here I go again.

Are you sized? #

Could everyone please stop being vampires do that I can just get 1 thing done? Thank you.

Note: Being a "kind" vampire is still being a vampire. #

I cannot even. #

I just did my best to listen to the latest Search Engine podcast all about Inflation:

• Is everyone pretending to understand inflation (or just me)?

It’s a great epidode but I kept getting interupted, do feel like I didn’t fully understand all of it. I did get gifted a tiny sausage pastry breakfast from a very camp man though.

There are a lot more components to inflation than is generally portraid in the media.

Ultimately still hungry, still not 100% on inflation, people are still angry at me :(

Literally just got called a 'liar' by a middle aged woman in the park as I wrote the previous paragraph.

Update: Still being vampire attacked over and over in broad daylight by people much better fed than me. They are now telling me 'you won'. #

I thought this podcast about rewilding the earth on a massive scale was great, even if it’s ghe world blatantly taking an opportunity to try and contradict me.

• A bold plan to rewild the earth at a massive scale | Kristine McDivitt (TED Talks Daily Podcast)

It’s especially timely given my post yesterday our impending Labour government journey. What a wonderful example of a large vision to make the world a better place.

Btw, I could do with a bit of rewildibg too. #

Figured out why my poor old brain confused Keir with Keith. Likely has something to do with the fact that I’ve also been posting about Keith Tear the past few days.

A strange addition to this is that earlier today in the park a "kind vampire" approached me and kept asking me via the translation app on her phone about 'onions'. What are the chances?

And since then all sorts of harrassment, people calling me a liar, and making other references to this typo, actual gangs of youths laughing at me and following me into side alleys to verbally harrass me, and it turns out it was the world shitting the bed yet again, and trying to blame me for it.

The world is non stop constantly Keithing me, and because of that I end up Keithing someone once, and the world goes all defcon1. The mind boggles. Abd of course now I have to appologise to Keith too. Sorry mate.

Anyway, it’s okay world. #

Peter McCormack and Allen Farrington on the process of socialising losses [1:43:55]:

PM: When you socialise the losses, you are in turn socialising gains for the richest in society, because the process of socialising the losses is leading to inflation, which is increasing the price of the assets of the richest people

AF: Yes

PM: It’s SO fucked isn’t it?

AF: It’s pretty bad. I don’t like it.

It would be interesting to see a comparison with other causes of inflation, so we can see which bad processes are worse.

Really great episode, so many interesting topics, particularly the bit about folks that think they are making things better but are actually doing the opposite. #

Yesterday was basically rain the whole day. Huge down pours for hours at a time. I was inside a shop cafe for most of it, and I had some food and hot coffee so that was pretty good I guess. There was a load of strange bizare weird stuff as usual. I didn’t take that many notes as it was my birthday, but anyway here they are:

• Middle aged aggressive women (with young kids in tow), obsessed with saying the word ‘come’ whenever near me. On one street this morning it happened at least 3 times. Com means rice, but the double meaning is well known. The purpose is anger goading. Often accompanied with other anger goading like ‘Gay’.
• This morning people at every junction I needed to take this morning on my route pointing in the direction I needed to go in.
• Placed next to the penis graffiti this morning: a large empty plastic cup of a red colored soft drink. As I typed the last sentence 2 blokes sitting behind me say "Man City". What are the chances of that? It’s an opposite / not dynamic again.
• Non stop sparrow people, young women and young men doing over / under goading and general distraction harassment.
• A manufactured situation involving a little girl, her female guardian / parent and a trip to the bathroom. This has previously happened with other combinations: female guardian and little boy etc. All in Vietnamese but key words in English like "sorry". I would classify it as pedo pervert stuff but the entire situation appeared to be led by the child. Very strange. Poo related.
• Two delicate young women enter the cafe shop, never seen them before, I’m sitting completely quietly listening to podcasts, they turn to me and say ‘liar’ then go sit down. I say nothing. They stay for a few minutes, then get up and walk out. As they pass me they say quietly ‘No’ in angelic voice.
• Back at the internet place to send out newsletter promo. Somebody in one of the cafes is saying Dig over and over. That’s odd, the Diggnation episode was a last minute addition to the newsletter.
• In the late afternoon I got a sandwich and went to another shop cafe near the university. Lots of harrassment there too with shop staff ordering me to Up!, thats where the seating area is, then upstairs lots of people saying things like 'our' and 'our lie'. Ignored most of it, but 20 minutes after eating the sandwich and a hot instant noodles, stomach started feeling not so good. Left the place, and en-route back to the internet place to post a few more things, major gut issues, had to do an emergy classy #2 in a side street. Given all the poo related harrassment, seems likely to me that it was planned.
• Went to another shop cafe, there a couple on front of me did a few 'you learn’s' at me
• Later in the evening somewhere else, a tall western man walks past holding his lips, looking like he wanted me to see.
• Noticed that I have two huge zits on my face. Painful and swollen. It occurred to me that there was a segment on the latest Diggnation about this new treatment where they rub your own treated blood stuff on your face to reduce aging and wrinkles. It’s kind of weird that the same day I added their episode to the newsletter that later that night I got assaulted with a red soft drink to the face. And even stranger that I ended up with two big painful zits despite cleaning all the sticky soft drink gew from my face.

So on the whole it was a birthday with some good bits and some bad bits, and then it rained all night, and it’s been raining all morning. The rain appears to have cleared up, but it’s still quite cold.

Am I happy? I dunno, I try but the world has other plans, literally mutilating me on the inside and on the outside.

The worst part about all this is who do you trust, and the unfortunate thing is you can’t really trust anyone. You have to keep buying and eating food from people that might be making you ill, and listening to podcasts from people that might be causing you harm.

You just can’t ever know.

Update: The rain has started again. #

A quick update on the bizare strange weird heredoc permissions error I uncovered a few days ago. First of all I fixed the error. I added a chmod of the file after it gets created in the bash script, and after running several tests, the file now gets created with the correct permissions. Also I check that the update didn’t break the main site build. Technically the problem is fixed.

It does bring up some interesting things though:

• The environments used to run the code sometimes differ. That’s unusual. I would have expected that if the heredoc got created with specific permissions, then it should always get created in the same way across all the environments since they all use the same linux image as far as I can tell. I’m certainly not changing the configuration in any way between environments. Typically the OS has a specific umask set that it uses to create file in a consistent way.
• Having all the workflows all using the same reusable workflows definitely made it easier to see what was happening and fix the problem, even if it’s still a mystery why the file got created with the incorrect permissions. It strongly suggests an issue with the underlying platform rather than be anything to do with my code.
• Strangely bizarely weirdly, as I pushed out the fix and tested it this morning at the internet place it had been pretty quiet all morning. The instant I decided to deploy a pretty large flareup between customers in one of the neighboring cafes occurred between a butch woman and several men. It continued all through deploy and testing until literally I started to write this bullet item. I was at it’s most intense right when I discovered the fix had worked. There appeared to be a 'moment of proof and certainty' by participants in the argument. Weird. Smaller versions of this happen constantly, but this one felt very 'canonical', for some reason.

As I finished writing the previous item, one of the quieter older men from the flareup quietly said 'voila'.

Btw they can see me standing next to the cafe typing away on my device but to my knowledge that’s all they can see.

Anyway enough said. Just another weird coding and RL interaction.

Update: Just as I was getting ready to leave, having already committed this note, putting my stuff together and packing my bag, one of the men involved in the flareup, loudly said 'you know, ower' as he got on his motorbike and left. It wasn’t clear to me who he was saying it to, but it’s certainly an interesting thing to say given the issue in my code was a permissions issue.

Update: As I finished writting the previous update, several people from both cafes all said 'wow' one after the other.

Update: As I wrote the previous update someone said 'you know, pay'. #

Escallation notes for today, covers morning and afternoon:

• Sandwich vendor lady as I got to her stand: ‘bed’, there was a bit of weirdness when another customer right before me smiled and said 'you won' for no reason just as lady put chillis in his sandwich. Then when she made my sandwich, she got a bit strange when I asked for chilli sauce, saying 'lie' a bit grumpily, but maybe she was saying it to the customer after me. Reminded me that there had been some sort of weirdness the day before around chillis from another sandwich vendor right before tummy thing.
• On entering hot water shop both female staff both said ‘bed’. As I was paying the female staffer taking payments said ‘door’
• On paying at the shop cafe, female staffer taking payments said in a weird put on voice quite quietly ‘up up up up up!’. When she handed me my change from the purchase she did that thing where she seems really intent on putting the money into my hand but then keeps on moving her hand forward so normally most people would end up backing up and moving their hand in reverse, except I half expected something strange to happen so when I extended my hand to take the money, I purposely didn’t move it. She ended up having to back track and pull her hand back. She immediately turned towards the other staff member and said something that looked like she was describing what had just happened, so it looked like the other staff was in on the thing she was doing. But I’m not convinced she was. The fact that the previous shop staff said 'door' is actually significant. In apartments I’ve staid in here, several times the apartment caretaker has done basically the same thing as with the money, but with their entire body, sort of assuming you will let them in and try to pass by you expecting you will move aside. And of course when you don’t move the same situation occurs. It’s a bit awkward, they stop and back off and leave, usually somewhat upset. So what are the chances these two interactions are somehow linked? Pretty high I reckon. And also the one previous to that too. It’s another social layer multi step attack day. Wouldn’t surprise me if these staffers aren’t real staff, though they were wearing uniforms.
• It’s been all quiet for 15 mins, the instant I finished writing the previous item, there was a flareup between staff downstairs
• Another likely manufactured situation with shop staff filling up the hot water dispenser, trying to make it clear to me that they just filled it up

Bit of a weird vibe this afternoon, I’m back at the place I was at right before I ended up with dodgy tummy yesterday. It seems to have mostly passed and I didn’t get ill again, even though I used the same hot water fountain as yesterday. #

A little bit of what feels like intimidation from butch middle aged woman this evening, including one who had quite a wild young teen in toe on the back of her motorbike. That was followed by motorbike driveby gang stalker 'Ow!' harrassment. Previous to that there were two blokes who appeared to be waiting for me outside of a sandwich shop I sometimes go to who were really intent on me looking at them as I passed them, and one of them did an up down throwing motion with his right arm. At this sandwich shop, there was quite a strange incident last week, where the bloke that works there started shouting across the road right before I ordered my sandwich. It felt like a very manufactured situation. A few moments later, just as we exchanged sandwich for cash, a young boy suddenly appeared. And the sandwich shop bloke shouted 'wanker!' extremely loudly. I said nothing and just went on my way. It was very strange.

I might just be being a bit overly worried given the assault yesterday, where somebody threw a drink in my face with considerable force, but I wonder whether it’s a sign of another imminent attack. I sure hope it isn’t.

While I was writting this note, another motorbike driveby gang stalker drove by looking at me, and non-chalantly did the same arm throwing motion as they passed.

Update: A couple of minutes after writing this note there was an 'okay' harrassment from moto gang stalker.

Update: Followed immediately by 'money, they' harrassment from two teenage boys. #

Well blah blah blah’s are trending.

Always nice when you end up ahead of the game, which incidentally is also trending.

Sure wish money donations would start trending.

Update: Assaults, not so much.

Update: I seem to be surrounded by wigglers who are trying to convince everyone that I'm a wiggler. But that just cannot be the case, unless of course you are f-ing with the permissions.

Update: As soon as I added the previous update they tried to redefine wigglers in a way that would turn me evil. What a suprise. #

The woman bin person that always has 2 teenage kids accompanying and helping her with the bins, just passed by. She appeared to describe me as 'the liar' to them.

That doesn’t seem like a great sign as far as reducing assaults goes. #

I was just assaulted in what appears to be a compleately unprovoked motorbike driveby attack. The projectile was a plastic cup full of red sticky soft drink. It hit me directly in the face with considerable force.

A few minutes afterwards there was some intimidation by western looking men, I have no idea if the two situations were linked in some way. They then proceeded to laugh uncontrolably in what seemed like fake very loud laughter to me.

Happy birthday to you too world.

Update: Police have made an appearance, apparently stoping a driver right near me. There was at some stage a mention of the word 'dog'.

Update: Now female motorbike gang stalkers are shouting 'No!' #

Not the best start to a birthday.

So I guess this is my actual morning note this morning, as technically the previous one was in middle of the god darn night.

There’s all sorts of fractal and cascades and just a lot of unpleasant good vs evil stuff and mirroring at all scales, so I’ll keep this one short.

At least I can eat today. Happy birthday me. #

Richard Dawkins: I think it’s a remarkable fact that Darwinian evolution...Darwinian natural selection was not discovered until the middle of 19th century, and then it was not discovered by sophisticated mathematicians or philosophers. It was discovered by 2 traveling naturalists, Charles Darwin and Alfred Wallace, both of whom were collectors in tropical jungles, and I’m actually genuinely puzzled as to why it took that kind of skill, that kind of experience, to tumble to this really remarkably simple idea, it’s a terribly simple idea when you think about it, natural selection. And it evaded really really clever people down the centuries, until 2 traveling naturalists in the 19th century, so yes I think scientists of the future would benefit from field trips as well. #

Trumps visited Pubkey, a Bitcoin themed bar in New York. He was able to pay with Bitcoin. Here’s the tech stack:

• Trump used Strike app to pay the invoice.
• Pubkey was using Zaprite to receive the payment.
• Zaprite connected to their own LND instance powered by Voltage, an LND service provider.

It takes a while to build the pieces the right way, but it’s a great example of loosely coupled, open source freedom orientated tech being used to build a better future. #

Reminder that Oracle is still holding Javascript hostage, as they technically own the trademark. There is a movement to free Javascript, sign the petition!

Javascript is most popular programming language in the world, the one most extensively used to build the open web we all use every single day. #

I did a lot of writing yesterday! The good news is all the escallation notes are already published so there isn’t much to write about this morning. That feels pretty great. Unburdenned by yesterday’s escallations. :)

The bad news is that in order to ensure I have something to eat on my birthday which is tomorrow, I have to do a starvation day today :(

I have a bunch of typos and wording fixes to add to yesterday’s writings. And I have a bunch of podcasts and some blog posts to add to this week’s newsletter that goes out tomorrow.

I don’t expect I’ll get much coding done aside from one or two configuratiom changes that I need to do.

I hope today isn’t as full on as yesterday, that felt very full on. #

Escallation notes from early morning and at the internet place:

• As soon as I woke up a man wearing special leg braces on both legs appeared. There’s a kid down at the canal that wears the very same leg braces, so that seems like it could somehow turn into an escalation of some sort. I think maybe they are legs braces for polio victims, I’m really not sure about that. They are white plastic and they encase the lower part of the leg and foot and it’s evidently difficult to walk with them.
• I knew the earlier man with leg braces would turn into an escalation. Right opposite where I stand for internet a boy in a yellow T-shirt appeared walking like the man and the boy down the canal that wear the leg braces, except he wasn’t wearing any leg braces. He gets on the motorbike waiting for him driven by the man that lives in that house. As he gets on the bike, the man makes an evil laugh.
• In parralel to this clearly manufactured incident, the moody bloke that sometimes spits and generally is rather unpleasant to me, today for some reason has changed where he sits. He is now sitting several meters behind me, rather than where he usually sits which is in front of me. That would have enabled him to see my reaction to seeing the kid with no leg braces walking like a kid with leg braces. As far as I know I didn’t react much, I just kept typing whatever I was typing.
• Moody bloke, in his new place, is "chatting" with some other bloke. That basically involves looking at me and keying the "conversation" on my every move. Well that’s clearly going to cause issues isn’t it. Even more feedback for the infiniti feedback loop.
• A red motorbike just parked right next to me and the bloke pretends to talk to cafe staff but says to me "be the bear". I move away to signal I don’t want any trouble. The motorbike man and shop staff look very disappointed. A few minutes later they then try to anger goad more by filling in the space with another motorbike from a yellow hard hat construction worker, and girl staff find it all very hilarious. This is the young woman staff from the coffee shop’s favorite move. You might call it her signature move. Whenever she is on the warpath she f’s with my ability to stand and get internet. I keep calm and take a few photos. This will no doubt lead to a photo war later.
• Interestingly, moody bloke and friend were well positioned to see it all happen.
• As I try to leave a construction worker driving a small truck in a yellow hard hat has a pop at me for no reason.
• I hold my back in pain from all the extra standing I’m having to do and moody bloke says loudly but not confidently 'liar'. As I wrote the last sentence someone shouts 'okay'.
• An apparent smoker on the phone appears and stands behind me. As I type this people in the opposite cafe all start laughing their heads off as it’s completely obvious what’s happening, that it’s all bullshit by bullshiters faking situations to try and make me angry. As I finish this note smoker man slowly walks away.
• Now customers from cafe are saying 'block' at me as they drive away. More laughing.
• Now customers in opposite cafe are saying "Die hard", which is probably some pedo pervert shit, but also a few days ago when I bought some food from a food vendor she finished by saying 'Die!' instead of thank you, smiling like an angel, but since I said nothing as I expected her to do something odd, since she almost always does, she suddenly went all quiet.

The stupid thing in all this is that if they hadn’t been anger goading me, I would have been gone ages ago and there wouldn’t be this ridiculous traffic jam. And now everyone has gone ridiculously quiet.

As I write the last sentence a man shouted 'allow'.

And on it goes.

Update 1: A woman is now doing a continuous fake maniacle witch laugh. It seems like maybe she’s trying to get people to laugh with her. An old man is laughing a bit. It’s a really really weird vibe.

Update 2: Two blokes in dark turquoise tshirts just showed up on a motorbike they had been driving very quickly. My nose just started running for no reason. Now there is some sort of argument with a passer by. They just called him 'dog' and said 'yah yah'. They are trying to talk with the man with the kid without the leg braces that walks like he has leg braces. Now everyone is just standing around confused. Now they just drove off. One of them had a thick white plastic bag similar to one that was gifted to me last week with some food.

Update: If you think tailgaters are bad, and they are, imagine a fleet of anonymous tailgaters all tailgating you constantly, everywhere you go, in your car, out of your car, even on the blogs you read. That’s what life is like for me at the minute. Anonymous tailgaters everywhere snaping snaping snaping non stop. #

All the stuff happening in the Middle East is of course horrible for everyone involved and for many watching internationally. There are a few things that personally I find really really odd that appear in some way linked to my life.

First off, the attack was all based around mobile devices, but strangely it happened literally the day after I had a scary incident with my mobile device. It was on the surface carelessness on my part, however there was a load of bizare things that happened leading up to the event that look very much like some serious weight being added to the scale shall we say. It seems to me that not only was this situation expected, known that it was going to happen, but that there were forces external to me that were actively trying to cause the incident.

The second thing is that all the Middle East stuff happened the day after another doppelganger incident, of someone from my past. The name of the original person was mentioned several times in different locations. They are connected to the middle east in some way.

And interestingly, though I won’t go into details, I just realised was yet another example of me being punished for trying to be nice to myself.

I don’t know where this all leads, probably everyone being infinitely offended at everyone else just for everyone blinking. #

I was hoping to update the newsletter with new content, I have a load of awesome podcast episodes from some of yhe best podcasts in the universe, and a few strange blog posts by me. But looks like the world isn’t willing as the internet place, that was being very warpathy this morning, appears to have cut off the internet. I can’t get online as the network currently doesn’t exist.

I’ll try again tomorrow. :(

Update: The instant I committed the above note, the internet was restored. #

There’s a sort of emptiness to everything today.

Of course the escallations continued all throughout the day to epic proportions. I could probably write several books just on yesterday’s events.

Eventually you just get to a point where there is no more capacity to handle any of it, and so you just sit and wait for them to stop raping you.

Nothing else you can do.

Here are the escallation notes from yesterday:

• A western woman probably vaguely in her 30s speaking on her mobile phone in the shop cafe the minute I arrived this morning and straight into an apparent conversation about pregnancy tests in Vietnam. How strange, it was literally 2 days ago I blogged about abortion. She seemed very intent on me hearing her, standing directly on front of the item I buy almost every day.
• Young women at the internet place blocked the toilet with a chair
• Young women staff at the cafe shop being passive aggressive by pretending to give you your bag with the things you’ve bought but at the last second placing it on the counter top instead of handing the bag to you directly, and you are left hanging with your hands waiting for the bag
• Young women staff at the cafe shop walking past seing you have just packed up bags and are about to leave and ordering you to "go home", then a few minutes later when you leave saying ‘voila’
• Afternoon at the internet place. Been here about 5 mins. Woman baby walker just appeared and walked past. The reason I mention these baby walkers is previously there were zero baby walkers, now it’s literally everytime I get online. That’s weird.
• Man baby walker appeared about 60 seconds after the woman baby walker.
• Middle aged asian woman drives past on motorbike and looks directly at me just as I look up from my device, she mouths the word ‘obbey’ very slowly accompanied by a simultaneous head nod
• Working on getting a new workflow working, I made some good progress but got to a point where I need to add some deployment keys to a repo. Literally the instant that happens a bunch of very young kids show up. Something like this happens like 90% of the time whenever I have to do anything with private crypto keys.

I haven’t even re-read these notes, just don’t have the will for it, so likely loads of spelling mistakes and what not, and might very well not make much sense.

The reason I walked away from Perl is that it was a dead end, that was pretty clear to everyone. Luckily there was Javascript and the web.

Life at the minute makes Perl look like some kind of heaven of heavens. It’s like being stuck in the worst framework or programming language in the universe, and it keeps trying to force you to learn more about itself. It’s like a train wreck, you look at it and you think to yourself shit I knew it was bad, but I had no clue it was THAT bad. And it always just gets worse, so much so that people are trying to make the getting worse into being something amazing, making things exponentially worse. And now even the AIs are helping them.

But unlike with Perl there is nowhere to walk away to.

There is only more layers of the never ending AI generated fractal of multiplexed what-are-the-chances to keep you separate from everyone in the universe for something that was done to you and blamed on you.

So you wake up, and put one foot on front of the other and try to survive another day.

Update: And pick up your bag after writting a note and the strap tears, and you remember there was a whole incident yesterday with a bloke traping you in some manufactured voila situation, involving him leaving his bag for ages, and you think to yourself, what are the chances. And at that instant the morning cyclist assholes cycle past and say loudly 'we learn'. And there are no words. You cannot even. #

Slight change to routine to catch some sun, I need to dry some clothes so it’s part functional, part to get some fresh air. Heavy rain forcast for the entire day. Here are my verbatim escallation notes from my way down to the canal:

• Went to two shops, strange feeling of things slowly getting blocked up. Perhaps in some way manufactured situations. Both interactions involved all sorts of extra blah blah that was totally unnecessary.
• Man in his twenties in road at crossing talking to another on a stationary motorbike, appeared to be waiting for me to choose direction. I hadn’t seen him yet but as soon as I decided to go the direction he was in, he snapped shut his arms and hands in a sort of loud crocodile bitting motion, while laughing maniacally.
• I walked around him, giving him plenty of space to try and signal "I don’t want any trouble" and walk on to the canal. All the seats at the canal are taken, which I think is quite unusual especially midweek before 630am. I get to the end of the road and turn the corner and there is an enormous gang of middle aged and old butch women doing morning exercises, all wearing pink T-shirts.
• The instant I notice them, a man cycles past and says "they know"
• Momentarily there’s a huge sense of glee in the air, many of them are very attentive to my every move.
• I walk past, carrying my large bags, one if which had the large letters PINK on 3 sides, with no sign of getting angry. I’m like totally chill, whatever world. It was here that I initially git gifted the 'PINK' bag.
• This appears to create a sense of uneasiness
• At the next junction there is a choice to either cross the canal or to go back where I came from. I had already decided to go back because as is the case with all these tsunami situations, they have already decided on the outcome, all doors are closed so to speak, all options blocked, no matter what you do, you will be getting mutilated in some way
• Interestingly at the junction there is a small butch pink T-shirt wearing woman intimidation gang semi blocking the way over the canal, and in the other direction back from where I came there are also butch women but they are wearing light colour pink T-shirts.
• I make a mental note of this configuration, but I had already decided what I was going to do and as I proceed there’s a vibe of people being a bit confused like they were expecting an angry foreigner but got the exact opposite. And I wasn’t faking it at all, no hesitation, no feeling bad about anything, not happy, but also not sad in any way. I was feeling 100% real.
• I walk back up to where I had been the previous day, where a weird Vonnegut strawberries maybe manufactured situation involving a man wearing all black, only boxers and T-shirt, a doppelgänger of someone from my past, followed immediately by another doppelgänger of another prominent person from my past. Both not 100%’s but more like as to yet unknown (and impossible based on current description of the universe) family members of OG peeps.
• I sit down, and directly across the road, a giant empty red coach bus.
• A few seconds later a couple walks past, the young woman says No! loudly
• You try to walk away, because you are being infiniti blocked, but you get infinite blocked in every location, so you go back, and you get infiniti blocked when you get back too. Every option leads to punishment.
• You remember the man with an FFF shoping bag the night before. Eyes are trending. Or not. Either way it’s a trend, like night and day. Happy and sad at the same time, like some sort of carbon credit system gone mad. You get punished for writing this bullet item while writing it.

I sit quietly. At least I have some food today.

Appologies for lack of editing. Making it all perfect just creates more issues. #

Taken from today’s Bankless podcast with Macro Alf [32:57] that for whatever reason feels very appropriate and relevant to areas of my life much more than just the economy.

Hyman Minski, someone much smarter than I am, once said that "artificial stability actually breads instability". That’s what we are trying to do, we are trying to create this artificial stability. Kill the business cycle, kill the market volatility, kill everything, just control everything, and the federal reserve is communicating along the lines of that.

In blackout, look at that, they cannot communicate ANYTHING, they cannot communicate that they want or are considering doing 50 [basis points cut]. So what do they do? They communicate through our friend Nick Timeraos from the Wallstreet journal. So Nick is a very good journalist. He is known to have their ear or actually to be the ear of Federal Reserve speakers during blackout periods.

It’s like patterns in the fractal that is society, ripple through all layers of the social network of humans in one way or another. I’m not able to describe what I’m seing very well. Of course there’s also the possibility of confirmation bias, and "seing faces in clouds", but honestly there are just way to many oddities for them all to be explained by that. In life, as with the economy large manipulations are visible at the macro level.

And this isn’t my first rodeo. This has been happening for years at this point, and progressively escallating.

And as far as I know, aside from the occasional cup of coffee, I’m completely sober, and have been for years, not that I ever had substance abuse problems, though like many I had some fun times at university, which was a very very long time ago now.

It feels like society is reaching some form of new era, where things making sense is going to start breaking down.

Anyway, 'nough said for now. #

Another choice quote from Macro Alf on Bankless (34:50):

The reality is that as investors, our job, I think, is to understand the rule of the game, and then to try and navigate them in the safest possible way with tight risk management.

That’s some dark Orwelian double speak if ever I’ve heard any. Are there any other people you would like to 'navigate' using powerful economic tools?

I don’t want to pick on Macro Alf, I actually like much of what he has to say about the economy. But his choice of words is, I think, illustrative of an issue we are going to start bumping up against as AI tools become ever more poweful, and available throughout societies, at greater and greater levels of granularity.

We should be talking about this in the open, and allowing people to think about it, make up their own minds. I say this because literally as I type this, a gang of women has been doing their version of open air "risk management", keying off of my every move to distract and anger goad me in public in broad daylight.

At a certain point you get to a place where people are non-ironically declaring slavery to be freedom, or something else that’s as fucked up. Or maybe they declare it as a joke, or some other diguise for real bad and dispicable behaviour.

As I type this even more gangs showed up, doing modern day next level "nothing to see here" risk management. Literally got intimidation surrounded. The social layer really not down with my writting, so maybe this is the right direction after all.

Though based on the correlation between their silences and general enthusiasm, and my pausing and starting writting, they might be thinking the same thing. It’s crazy. #

Another comment about Macro Alf comments about the economy. His whole thesis about lags in the effects of things passing through the economy is so ridiculously precient, it’s borderline not believable to me. I don’t know when their show was recorded, but I received it today in my podcast app.

Remember I already prepared next week’s newsletter, last week. You aren’t gonna believe the issue title, but the timestamps are all verifiable via git commits. I sort of expected something like this to happen based on past bullying cycles. And it’s happening again. The world’s manipulations are being laid out bare.

The question is how large is the blast radius? Where are the edges to this thing we are in? I think that’s what I’m starting to see. How about you all, what do you see? #

I have a Github action step that creates a file via bash heredoc. It’s been working totally fine for all my workflows for ages. Well yesterday the step started doing something odd on one of the repos.

Suddenly there was a file permision error. You see the file created is a bash script that gets run. For some reason, in this case, the file is created but doesn’t have any execution permissions set, so attempting to run the script fails with a permission error.

This would normally cause all sorts of crazy confusion trying to debug, but now that all the repos use the exact same build workflow, I know something strange is going on. There is literally no reason the file should get created with different permissions.

I’m still trying to figure out what happened, but just wanted to write a note about it because there are all sorts of very bizare situations happening in RL, and I often find, as strange as this might sound, that the universe starts mirroring situations in my code back at me.

Strange, that is, if you have never experienced passive aggressive industrial scale gang stalkers, and the anger goading that almost always accompanies them. Right now for instance a young woman is standing right next to me in a bright white shirt looking clueless. Clueless apparently that yesterday the manufactured situation that occurred in this very same spot involved people dressed entirely in all black clothes. So there’s an opposite dynamic that’s hapening, but also blocking, because these types of things keep happening just as I’m about to leave.

There’s other weird stuff happening too but I don’t want to get into it for fear that things get even worse. #

Rep. Jay Obernolte on Politico Tech Podcast:

AI like few topics in policy has been misinformed by 50 years of science fiction and pop culture now. So if you ask what the average american what they view as the largest risk of AI, you’ll get something out of the Terminator. An evil army of robots rising up to take over the world with red laser eyes.

I told you eyes were trending. Just another what are the chances. #

Escalation notes down to the other side of the canal:

• Red anger goading pretty much all the way to the other side of the canal, especially once across to the other side.
• Also people purposely blocking the path and pretending you don’t exist, then annoyed when your bag touches them as you pass even though they quite clearly saw me approaching
• On entering the shop cafe, young woman staff shouts "free", then on paying calls me wanker under her breath, then annoyed that I asked for the receipt which she forgot to give me. Update: a bloke shouted free as I finally left several hours later
• Very large butch woman wearing bright red top sitting right next to the power outlet, very intent on making eye contact, talking aggressively on phone.
• Somebody in shop opposite taking photos or video of me or someone near me, then laughing when I subtly raise my hand to cover my face. Then somebody in the room where I am saying "he knows".
• Strange issues with the power outlets, followed by staff saying "you won"
• Anytime shop staff go near the hot water fountain they say ‘lie’ or ‘liar’.
• Every time I come to this place somebody starts counting huge wads of cash. It happened again.
• It’s pretty clear the staff here are cycling through several pre-prepared situations, like american football plays

Update: It’s several hours later since I wrote this note. I’ve been listening podcasts, it’s been quite quiet in my surroundings. I decided to re-read and fix typos and wording. Within about 10 seconds of starting to make edits, typing on my phone, an extreme camp bloke has piped up, gotten on the phone and is anger goading my every move. He keeps saying the word 'Gay' for instance. Anyway just wanted to make an update to the note. When I speak about blocking, this is often the sort of thing I am talking about. #

So many weird fucking things yesterday. I stopped taking notes because it was just too much. You eventually get the the stage where you are like 'whatever' world. One thing I’ll add here was that after I left the internet place where they’d blocked where I stand with a white motorbike, I went back to the park where there were now two white tsunamis. One very large group of people wearing all white doing exercises near the children’s play sandbox area. Another huge group of people all wearing white T-shirts and white hats doing some sort of dance routine. One of them was wearing a yellow hat and yellow shorts. Just in case you thought I was over doing things with the white motorbikes, nope that happens all the time and I recognise it early in the cycle.

Since then it’s been basically more of the same but on an industrial scale. There’s just no way to note take on it all. It culminated with another visit from the group of utility workers that lasted much of the night, so pretty blatant sleep depravation and wierd pedo pervert sex goading too with what looked like a flashing blue elephant child toy that they kept playing with while doing some sort of cleanup of the drains with huge pipes. Of course they finished it all with some 'you learn’s'. Didn’t get much sleep, that’s for sure.

And already this morning a motorbike driveby by an aggressive gargole sounding man shouting 'Now!' very loudly as he drove past. He appears to be a new regular, has made an appearance the last few cycles.

Anyhow, like I was saying just so many oddities and anger goading and the rest of it. I’m hoping to finally close out the reusable workflows feature today and perhaps look at some of the features that got created as part of that. There might be some that are worth looking at.

But it’s one of those catchup days, following 2 days of starvation and power and water being cut off. What generally happens is the world smells something is up and starts rushing me, and even less gets done than what would have gotten done without the rushing. I can already feel the anxiety starting, and it usually ends up with a spiritual traffic jam in some form, and stop start race conditions and getting blamed and/or framed for things I didn’t do.

I expect little will get done today. #

Bit of a scare this morning. I was up early as usual, and after getting ready for the day, I was just sitting down to write my morning note. Having just washed my hands with soap, my hands were a little waxy. I needed to plug in my device to charge on the battery pack so I went to place my device on the bench I was sitting on but it didn’t slide off my hand smoothly, on account of the waxyness, instead it slipped straight in between the benche’s slats and hurtled 1/2 a meter to the ground, with a moderately loud clank. It had fallen face down directly onto the hard pavement below.

I picked up the device, and discovered the screen to be in a very sorry state indeed. Only the bottom half of the screen was rendering, the top half completely black. The screen then got very bright, with lines from top to bottom and it got brighter and brighter until the entire screen was lit up, very similar to when you use the flash light app. I tried turning the device off for about 20 mins, all possible combinations of button presses. Nothing worked. Tried pluging it into power. Didn’t work. Eventually tried the on/off button in combination with the down volume button, an extended press of both buttons simultaneously, and the device finally turned off.

When it started backup, which happened automatically, the Apple logo was there for the OS loading but the screen still looked strange. It was flickering, like a strobe light does. When the OS loaded I was able get into the OS, and the home screen was there with all the apps, but it was still flickering like mad. I checked the podcast app and that was working. So at least I could still listen to podcasts, even if using any other apps was impossible. I decided to just finish listening to one of the podcasts I’d been listening to the day before, and chill out and not worry about it.

As I listenned, an old man across the street walked past. He walks past most mornings, always seems to be wearing just boxer shorts and a tshirt. Oddly as he walked past he did the exact motion I had done to lay the phone on the bench, using his other hand as a stand in for the bench. That really is very odd isn’t it? I don’t think he was there a few minutes earlier when the device got dropped.

Anyway, I continued listening, and a bunch of road worker blokes and a big truck turned up. I remembered the day before a lone road worker bloke had apeared in the evening just as I had finished cleaning up the reusable workflows feature, deleting all the old workflows in all the repos. These workers started making a racket, and there was no way to listen to the podcast, so I decided to head on to the internet place, especially since I noticed the screen had returned almost to normal.

My departure seemed to anger the workmen, and it’s been much the same from everyone everywhere I’ve been since. I’m now in the park, where people have ran past shouting angrily, women have suspiciously positioned themselves almost directly opposite me to exercise, while continuously checking if I'm looking at them, which I haven’t been. The whole world is super warpathy. People checking if others are warpathy by being warpathy themselves and waiting for a reaction. It’s like a ginormous never ending traffic jam made of quick sand.

Also interestingly, more people doing the violent downwards arm hand motion, like throwing something to the ground. Many people were doing that yesterday, at least 4-5 different people. And as I write this people are sitting behind me saying 'allow' while simultaneously trying to distract me from what I’m writting.

See, when the world doesn’t allow and is on the warpath, it just escallates and escallates and blames you for the thing it’s doing to you. It doesn’t stop until it mutilates you, and even then it will probably keep escallating.

It’s just non stop this morning. I’m getting battered from all sides. A large man just walked past looking at his phone and shouted 'Mao!'.

Time to finish this note and wait for the world to calm down, it appears to have fix it derangement syndrome, anytime I try to fix something in my life, it goes on a breaking rampage. Even if I fix something literally while the world is fixing something, I get punished. It all just feels like a
doom fractal, all roads lead to everything being my fault every time.

Btw, while writing this an old lady shouted 'Ga!', just like what happened with the workers the evening before last. It’s like a replay attack or something.

As it happens I am very hungry, but everyone is more concerned about their warpathing. I guess maybe I'll eat tomorrow. #

As I left the park to go to the internet place, a gang of old laddies that historically are pretty much always harrassing me, shouted 'No!' at me. These were the same old laddies that said 'you learn' after the moody internet place bloke caused me to walk out into on comming traffic and very nearly get killed. That was about 2 or 3 weeks ago now. I think one of their ring leaders lives near the internet place.

Anyway, I got to the internet place and where I always stand has been blocked by a large white motorbike. There was a blocking incident with a white motorbike the two previous evenings. It’s 100% planned anger goading. Just part of their escallations. This will continue now for the rest of the day. I doesn’t matter what I do. They want to blame everything in me yet again. #

Escallation notes from the internet place this morning:

• Blocked by white motorbike
• Man left cafe saying ’wow’ then ‘young boy!’, seems like they are starting their pedo pervert shit again
• As I finished writing the previous note, the male baby walker appeared
• Man wearing yellow motorbike helmet from nearby book store shouting ‘No!’
• Moody internet bloke is doing some mega-whistling as he walks past me, what a psycho, I wouldn’t be surprised if he tries another one of his "go play in the traffic" specials
• Woman baby walker appears just as I’m leaving
• Lots of 'mother' harrassment
• The latest RA mix I’m listening to finishes with a sexy women voice saying "Be with me". Wouldn’t that be a weird and fucked up anger goady thing for a mother to say to a child? And even weirder for a warpathy world to bully said child with.

Is this the real world? Whatever it is, IMO it’s very very fucked up. #

One strange thing about this morning’s device screen scare was that around 1-weeks ago, on the very same bench there was a lady sitting at one end that appeared to have the same issue with her phone. It was flickering like crazy as she was using it and the screen was really really bright. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before. What are the chances that I would have the same thing happen to me within days.

The other thing that’s a bit odd is that my device didn’t fall from that high up, and not with much force, and it does have a device protection thing that I keep it inside. It didn’t feel like it would be broken in the way it fell. #

It’s also extremly odd that the device screen scare incident should happen literally the day after I posted about wanting iOS Notes to support markdown files in case I needed to switch platform. #

All the weird pervert sex goading continued for the rest of the day, I’m to tired and frankly completwly unenthusiastic to document any of it. I’ll just post one of the items from the escallation notes from yesterday evening.

• Another string of escalations as I walk from the internet place to the sandwich shop early evening. I stay calm throughout and say nothing.
• It starts when a woman in restaurant shouts ‘you are lying’ as I walk past, followed shortly by ‘liar’ from another, then a little bit further down the same road ‘you won’ by security guards.
• I arrive at the sandwich shop and there is a motorbike with man and woman ostensibly waiting for a sandwich but he’s very focussed on me for some reason. Feels like they have been waiting for me, or just gotten there in a rush based on the hurried angle of the motorbike. Right after I pay the sandwich shop girl the man is suddenly on the phone. The only thing he says is ‘you are a liar’. It seems like he is saying it at me rather than the phone.
• I then walk to where I am now, another shop cafe. The girl at the till says ‘No!’ and something else I don’t hear, while I’m paying, then when I don’t react, she angrily stomps her foot on the ground.
• Shortly after I sit down a man in a really bright yellow T-shirt eating a yellow pot noodle sits directly on front of me. I note that the day started out with some yellow related incidents didn’t it. Gee I wonder what’s happening here, sex pervert shit again perhaps?
• Almost immediately after a man then walks past window and does a slap down with his arm and hand while laughing to his friend and looking through window at me.
• Woman sitting to my left is no’ing with her foot continuously from side to side, she stops the foot thing and a short while later says ‘we know’.
• Yellow T-shirt man goes off to get a tissue and cleans up where he was sitting which wasn’t even dirty at all.
• 1 minute later shop staff bloke shouts ‘lie’. Shortly after a young woman enters the room and suddenly sprints to the other side of room, starts doing a little dance, she is wearing a backpack that has a teddy bear on it.
• Shortly after a western man wearing pink T-shirt walks past with a woman his age they both look directly at me as they walk past.
• Finally as I left shop staff shouted a ‘good’ at me.

It all just seems like more weird sex pervert shit to me at the minute.

I’ve been thinking quite a lot about abortion and immigration the past day or so. Historically I’ve always been a pro choice type person, I'd like people to have control over their own bodies. But given my circumstances, that argument is no longer particularly convincing to me now that I feel day in day out that I have very little control over my own body. The more I think about it the more I feel sort of indifferent about the hole thing. Also there are a lot of very agressive bully women in my life at the minute. At a very practical level, if those women had the power to be god, there is zero question in my mind that that power would go to their heads making my situation worse. I want the world to have equality and all that progressive stuff but from where I’m sitting the world is massively unequal and often not in the way that’s portraid in the media.

It’s all very depressing.

There was an incident earlier this morning, two motorbikes loaded up with hooligan youths, both boys and girls. They drove past revving their incredibly loud engines, just generally being hooligans and shouting. They shouted 'Your lie' then 'Our' before driving off. It’s intimidation. It’s not exactly making me want to give anybody god powers.

I managed to get tests running and passing on all the repos which are now all using the reusable workflows. I spent a bit of time thinking about improvements I could make. There are some steps that could be simplified, and it might make sense to create a new reusable workflow just for running tests. They are currently just tacked on after the build, but that’s a step that’s important enough to merit it’s own workflow which would run as a seperate job.

I haven’t made any changes yet, I’ll likely not do anything in that area in the near term, but the cool thing is that I only have to update it in one place, and the new features will be available to all repos. That feels pretty cool, and was the whole point of the overhaul in the first place.

I haven’t been very inspired with much blogging, just way too bogged down in life crap. Not feeling very happy about that. #

Already lots of escallations this morning:

• Two young men early twenties arrived almost as soon as I woke up today. They just sat there. Just before I set off to the internet place one of them shouted ‘up!’. He obviously been waiting to say it. Since I have to stand to use the internet, this is one of their favourite ways of anger goading me. It’s basically a ‘go work slave’.
• At the internet place young woman that works in cafe arrives on her motorbike, she has a purposeful air about her. Loudly shouts ‘Ah!’ then walks off impersonating a moody child. Earlier this morning a girl approached me, gifted me a sweat bread and bottle of water, she said ‘fine’ as she gave it to me. It’s just more perverted shit from the perverts. Yet again trying to blame me for the thing they are doing to me, then anger goading.

There’s not much point trying to get anything done. They have already decided that everything is my fault and won’t stop until I get mutilated. #

Wouldn’t it be awesome if iOS Notes supported markdown files? I think it would be great. I worry how useful the Rich Text files wiuld be should I need to move platform. Being able to save my notes as markdown files would solve that. If course ideally I‘d want a way to convert existing notes to markdown files. #

The escallations continued throughout the day. Here are my escallation notes from the cafe shop:

• On the way to the cafe shop, gang of butch women in the park inciting violence while holding a packet of tissues and blocking me from passing them
• Most yellow man ever head to toe yellow even yellow hair. Literally everything yellow. Shoes, socks, shorts, tshirt, and as I just said, even hair. Feels like they are going do their favourite thing which is to block everything while telling me to allow.
• Girl shop staff in hot water shop pretending to be a child while I’m paying, she also uses the word cool several times. That's very unusual.
• Girl shop staff in shop cafe: ‘you won’. All I did was quietly buy a noodles and a package of instant coffee.
• Woman and child sitting behind me and another sitting on front of me. The small boy on front is wearing a yellow jacket.
• I start listening to the Peter Kafka podcast I was listening to yesterday, within a minute they are saying cool this and cool that, as I eat my hot noodle soup and an egg. What are the chances?
• The world is clearly trying to trap me again, another ‘lesson’, today’s theme appears to be shoplifting. Ultimately I get blamed no matter what I do, it’s like 1/2 of people are helping and 1/2 of people are being malicious, and they both have to win. But also I have to win too! One thing looks certain though, lunch is going to be rather light, and tea might not even have any hot water, let alone tea leaves. I wish I could abide, but abiding has been deprecated.
• Police have just made an appearance outside the shop cafe
• Just a few minutes since last item, and the JS Party podcast that auto played is an interview with a bloke last name ‘Shank’. Gee what are the chances.
• The infiniti liars are complaining that a neutrino in the universe is out of place again, with, surprise surprise, infiniti righteousness. Oh gosh, here we go again.
• The world continues on its rampage, with young men being creepy, waiting until I close my eyes then approaching me. I changed seat. Creepy bloke left a few moments later. As I wrote the last sentence shop staff say loudly ‘No!’.
• Impossible to concentrate on anything with shop staff in the background saying "see"
• The only thing I see is that my podcast app has a podcast downloaded today with title "How to sleep well". Oh the irony. Is there even such a thing that still exists that can be described as ‘sleeping well’?
• The reason why it’s impossible to listen to the JS Party podcast, which was very interesting m, is that it’s all about web app interactions and how they can go wrong, and the universe is, yet again, doing that thing where it mirrors whatever I’m doing and so now it’s throwing all sorts of bad interactions my way. Had to change podcast. See universe, told you doing anything today would be impossible.
• Moved back to where I was previously sitting, got okay’d by a kid sitting behind me, who should clearly be in school rather than loitering here in this shop cafe. Once again it’s one rule set for them, totally different rule set for me apparently. Almost immediately police drive past outside again. Podcast I’m listening to says 'let’s go' at the same exact time as Notes app UI I’m typing in majorly freezes up
• Just got okay’d to go to bathroom by the kids that are okaying everything I do as I do it. Okaying everything appears to be the new thing.
• It’s unbelievable, anytime I attempt to make any code changes, world gets all sensitive and angry about something. All I’m doing is deleting the old deploy workflow that is now unused. It’s suddenly like walking on egg shells. Any action appears to trigger worry and distrust. Like giving a cat or dog a bath, though I’ve never done that, but I imagine it’s much like that.
• One workflow, which I don’t even use, hadn’t been merged yet. The instant I opened the repo, the entire world went all defcon1 on me. It’s literally not even a plugin that is used or even finished, it was just a test plugin I created months ago to test an idea. Now everyone is shouting ‘liar’. This is nuts.
• Another police driveby
• ‘Okay’ really seems to be the word of the day, like being used in practically every sentence by people in this cafe shop for some reasons
• Yet another situation where woman are trying to trap me in a ‘your garbage’ situation, they retaliate and punish when I don’t get into the trap.
• Yet another man doing a wank motion right after a child says No! for no good reason. Man left as soon as I wrote this note about it. The podcast I’m listening to mentioned perverts as I was writing the previous sentence.
• The previous harassment was followed by a tsunami of up! harassment by a group of young wonen that just arrived, then that was followed immediately by ‘your lie’ harassment. They appear to just be replaying all the harassment from earlier, with a ‘you win’ for example. Also ‘You learn’, ‘No you learn’, ‘you know’, ‘wanka’, ‘you are’, ‘your money’, ‘we lie’, ‘you learn’, ‘lie’, ‘we learn hahahaha’, then they leave - just jotted down their key phrases
• 2 new girls in their twenties, again Up! harassment, ‘see’, arm gestures like throwing darts then said ‘safe’, then went to bathroom and back, then said ‘safe’ again, then ‘good lie’ right after, then back over to bathroom, they awkwardly grab all their bags and leave saying ‘okay’ and giggling
• Girl kicks my chair as she walks past and leaves, right after another says ‘learn’
• Man doing angry downward motion with his arm and hand when I change seat to charge my device
• A couple in their twenties, sit in front of the penis graffiti. Bloke: ‘you are’, ‘he’s a liar’, ‘pain’, ‘wow’, then leave
• 2 women in their twenties leave, 1 says ‘gay’ as she leaves
• Lunchtime over much quieter now
• Started to make a few code edits, within 30 seconds a bloke that turned up a few minutes ago sneezes violently, it was like a dog barking rather than a sneeze

I decided to just post all notes verbatim. Sorry if they don’t make total sense. It at least gives an idea of what’s going on. It’s not an exageration to say that almost everyone, like 60-70% of the people that turned up were being malicious in some way.

Crazy day.

Update: As I was posting this at the internet place, a male baby walker appeared within minutes of me getting there. He seemed sort of intent on me noticing him too. #

Such a lot of strange things since yesterday. I’ve been up since 3am, and woken up about every hour or two during the night, got gifted a few things so it’s not all bad but there definitely a bit of maliciousness in the air shall we say.

First there was last night. Some workers appeared just up the way about 30 meters away. It turned out they were doing some cabling. At first about 3-4 but eventually maybe 10 of them. After about an hour they walked right up to where I was and openned a man hole cover literally right next to me. There was what looked like a nest of power cables underneath. They rumaged around for ages, some shouting back and forth then disapeared for what seemed like hours.

Eventually they returned and then all 10 of them started feeding through a long black power cable. Nothing really out of the ordinary apart from all the hanging about doing nothing for hours. At one point one of the workers near me shouts loudly 'Ga!' to his collegues up the way. I have no idea why. It means Chicken. About 5 minutes after that I remembered that the zip on my bag had broken again that morning. Some of the bag’s stitching has come undone inside the zip and it keeps getting stuck. I had planned to fix it in daylight but since the workmen were already making a racket figured might as well fix my bag.

I managed to fix the zip, though it was a bit tricky, required bending the metal zip, then unbending it, so a bit of banging. When I finished fixing it, one of the workers shouted ‘I know!’. A few minutes later a woman on a motorbike arrived and gifted me some chicken and fries, in a thick yellow bag. It was pretty nice.

After finishing the chicken since I had my glasses on I decided to have a go at fixing the thing that had caused the zip to get broken in the first place. It required a needle and thread, which I have, but I managed to fix it. The workers were still fixing their power cable thing, but it was noticed what I was doing and motorbike gang stalkers started driving past shouting things like angry "we learn" and "liar". A lady sat next to me and had some sort of conversation on her phone where she kept saying 'bear'.

The only thing I did was fix the problem I had with the zip, which they seemed happy about, then fix the problem that caused the zip problem, and they weren’t happy about that at all.

Later got gifted a red bag with cakes and mystery packets of ‘Caca Chi’ whatever the fuck that is, yellow packaging. The cakes were smaller versions of the one gifted to me a few days earlier but 4 small ones instead of one bigger one.

So that was last night. Here are my notes for this mornings motorbike gang stalkers:

• 3am: Several 'Ups' and 'yah’s' and 'Apps'
• 315am: Motorbike driveby with man and woman "Deny" by woman, "Aaaah" by man
• Motorbike gang stalker: "Home"
• Early morning woman that always wears a yellow T-shirt and carries a thick yellow plastic bag just passed by intently looking at me, she was not carrying the yellow plastic bag she always carries
• She was followed almost immediately by a young man driving a pink racer bike
• That was followed immediately by a woman motorbike stalker shouting ‘Gaaay!’
• Man motorbike stalker: ‘Aaai Ahh nam’
• 4am The early morning bicycle lady that normally sings her head off just passed by, this time not singing but shouting mental stuff like ‘hi yaaaaah’. Always in her pyjamas. She seemed much more angry than usual today. She only usually passes at the start of a bullying cycle as far as I can tell. About ever week and a half.

It never bloody ends. #

On the way to the internet place this morning I got to where the weird old humper lady does her weird humper exercise sometimes and realised there was no way I was going to be able to last until the public toilets open in around an hour. One of the annoying things about the starvation they put me through is that it really messes with your body. When you start eating again, especially if it’s like one of yesterday evening’s 1am gifts of rice and very fatty pork. So I found a flower bed next to a tree and went for a very classy #2. Luckily I have tissues and hand sanitizer, so no big deal, but I do note a few things:

• Yesterday I went to the public bathroom to wash my arms and face, and the strange overly camp bloke that seems to appear everytime I need the bathroom was there, he was checking himself out in the mirror and smoking a cigarette. What a coincidence.
• Also yesterday there was that weird bloke humping a potted plant as I walked back from the canal to the internet place. What a coincidence.
• The location was right next to where a bloke in a yellow worker hard hat had been hiding behind a tree a couple of days ago. He was croutching down typing on his phone, in a position very similar to how you got to be when doing a very classy open air #2. What a coincidence.
• Yesterday there was that whole thing with the puppy pooing out something tied together with string it had clearly eaten. What a coincidence.
• There was the weird packets of Caca Chi stuff gifted to me last night. What a coincidence.
• Quite a lot of poo related anger goading this morning. What a coincidence.
• As I continued on my way, about 100 meters up the road a man on a motorbike wearing a yellow helmet turned to look at me intently as he drove past and shouted 'go hard!' and drove off. What a coincidence.

It’s just more weird sex pervert
shit from them isn’t it. Yet I bet it will somehow get blamed on me.

In fact as I got to the internet place, one of the blokes that runs one of the nearby coffee shops appeared to smash a mirror. I didn’t see it but that’s what it sounded like. That's very unusual.

These people are friggin insane. The level of control, perversion and manipulation literally boggles the mind.

All of these incidents feel like some strange version of the how many engineers does it take to fix a problem thing that Rory Stewart was describing in his TED Talk on ending extreme poverty.

I note here that maybe the tsunami of young women that surrounded me and were constantly all screwing in imaginary light bulbs were perhaps trying to say something. It’s certainly a strange coincidence. #

Although it was a bit of an eventful early morning, things have settled somewhat, and I’ve been able to catch up on laundry and have some breakfast and a lovely hot coffee. It’s absolutely bucketing down with rain outside, like the entire sky is a water fall. I’m really glad to be inside looking out at it. I've been able to listen to the latest Keen On episode.

Turns out 'Caca Chi' is some sort of biozyme, a jelly based thing that has all sorts of supplements like fruit and vegetables, leaf vegetables, steamed vegetables, root vegetables, herbs, crops and nuts, lemon and kelp. It tastes a lot better than the name implies, especially if you speak french. #

Great discussion between Andrew and Keith, on the latest Keen On, covering I think some of the more important tech topics du jour.

Their dynamic really works for the show, their differing opinions make it quite edgey in places, which is mostly a good thing in their case, because they both have the experience to navigate to interesting places without getting into too much trouble, so they are able to explore topics in a way that others shows don’t. It’s also nice to know that people with quite different world views can, underneath it all, be good friends.

If there was one thing that I think would make the show better, and I appreciate it’s a bit bold for me to be giving pointers, but I wish Keith would probe Andrew a bit more about his views. Andrew is always saying 'well you and I disagree on this but...' but he doesn’t very often go into any detail about the disagreement. So I feel like I know Keith’s views quite well but Andrew’s are still a bit mysterious. And maybe that’s on purpose.

Anyway really enjoyed this epidode. #

It’s a bit of a relief not to have to go through all of yesterday’s escallations since I already posted them yesterday. However there were yet more escallations yesterday evening. So here are my notes of those verbatim:

• Even more weird pedo pervert shit. The very thin apparently disabled man showed up, looked to be pissing about a meter from me but with his back to me. When I didn’t react he left, but immediately followed by (1) a woman shaking a red plastic bag furiously along with her rain poncho and (2) directly across road from where pissing man pissed, a woman in red with a young girl in white dress doing some kind of dance, they appeared to be waiting for me to notice them then sprung into action. A few weeks back pissing man appeared right after I got a pretty bad skin mutilation. Btw, across the road is an office and there are never kids there
• Young man in red T-shirt drying his umbrella by doing a very strange perverted exaggerated wanking motion instead of shacking it like a normal person
• Grown women keep sitting next to me and purposely swinging their legs back and forth like a child, and at the same time motorbike drivebys with people shouting ‘Gaylord!’, then young man loosing his shit in laughter standing on the other side of me. They both stood up and left at the same time after pretending to take a phone call.
• For whatever reason this evening there is a really strong smell of garlic chicken in the air. That’s quite unusual for where I am. Earlier it was a strong lavender mango smell. How strange that it would coincide with the start of a starvation cycle and accompanied by weird pedo pervert sex shit, and red anger goading. Gee it’s not like something exactly like this happens literally every time they starve me
• People taking photos of me. Happened twice in rapid succession. Also a well known anger goading tactic, always happens when they starve me.
• Several sleep depravation incidents where some manufactured incident would occur just as I was going to go to sleep for the night. At least one was finished by a 'more learn' as they drove off on their motorbike.

This morning a woman came past shouting 'your lie!' very loudly then preceded to open up the garbage and walk off. Somebody had left a small red colored trinket on the floor right nearby. It’s anger goading and a reference to the manufactured incident from 2 days ago in the shop cafe where they tried to make it look like I hadn’t cleaned up my garbage, which was a total lie, it was quite clearly somebody else’s and I was moving it so I could sit down at the uncleaned table. The had also left a small red colored thing next to the garbage then too. Once again blaming me for the thing they are doing to me, then escallating in every location I go to.

The good news is that somehow amongst all the lies, false accusations, anger goading, weird pedo pervert sex shit, and intimidation, including by the police, I managed to pretty much get all the reusable workflows working. I had to update some 3rd party API access keys on all the workflows, very laborious and quite confusing to do standing up, on a tiny screen, and with all the cross fire from warpathy locals.

I did a quick check and it appeared all repos had a successful build/deploy/backup. There had been some errors deploying to netlify on some of the repos, with error messages like 'unknown site id', but they had disapeared. Glad I decided to leave those until the end. I knew I hadn’t changed anything with the deploy to netlify setup. I guess their system gets flakey sometimes.

The one remaining thing is to check that tests are running on all deploys. There might be a bit of things to fix there. I remember having to turn off the tests on a few repos just to get them deploying. It’s likely just a small configuration problem rather than actual broken tests as I have not been changing any plugin code, only the build & deploy workflows.

What a palava. But at least all repos are now running using the same workflow. It will be so much less confusing to maintain.

The newsletter for today is written and scheduled. That will go out around lunch time, though I hesitate to call it that as there won’t be much in the way of lunch by the looks of things. I’m going to have to start turning off devices to save on power. If nothing improves I have to somehow last 7 days without food, water or washing clothes. But the newsletter for next week is also written so it’s at least going to be sent out. It will be on my birthday, even if heaven forbid, I am dead.

It’s been so long since I had a propper birthday I can’t remember how old I am. Somewhere in between 44 and 50. This is crazy.

It was pretty darn cold and wet last night. I need to warm up.

Just another impossible week ahead. #

It’s only just 730am and already so much anger goading and escallations. I’m just going to post my notes now so I don’t have to do it later:

• Weird black and silver garbage left all along a part of the way to the internet place, a small red thing left just past it
• Man hiding behind tree, next where the weird old humper lady does her weird humping exercises, again a small red thing left right nearby on the ground
• Apparent broken down bus with alarm making a racket and blocking my way to the internet place, once again a small red thing left on the ground next to it. Clearly the small red thing is the hot new anger goading tech
• Empty plastic ziplock bag left where I stand at the internet place. I had to use a large plastic bag to shelter from rain last night. I keep the bag in a ziplock bag, it’s the emergency rain cover solution. Anyway they are clearly making reference to that trying to anger goad me. That’s why it’s all about garbage at the minute. Literally everything is an anger goad at the minute. They are on another in plain sight anger goading rampage.
• Man that is a regular at the cafe next to the internet places who normally is quite quiet, though sometimes makes racist comments as he leaves, today has shown up and is calling people ‘dogs’ for no apparent reason. Everyone was being quiet minding their own business. Earlier a Labrador puppy was having trouble going to the toilet, by the looks of what it pooped out, looks like it ate some sort of thing with a string in it and it had gone right through the poor thing. Strange that that man knew about it. Also the woman that normally cleans up after the pup pretended to clean the pups poop but then didn’t and has just left it there about a meter from where I am standing. Seems like they have sunk to new lows, physically harming puppy’s to get at me.
• Butch women moving very slowly wearing all red shouting ‘yah’ in witch like voice between cafes, followed by much quieter ‘lie’. Clear power move. Clearly manufactured incident intended to anger goad and incite trouble. It’s basically the equivalent of "we are in control, shut up" but done in semi-passive aggressive way. It’s only going to end in tears. The men have clearly noted it.
• More butch women bending over and pointing their old vaginas at me, ostensibly fixing their shoe, but they are vagina baiting. It’s gross. I wonder what their next move is. How do you escalate a vagina bait when it doesn’t work. Are they going to do a Mel Gibson? What exactly are you trying to prove? Have you considered writing about it?

I haven’t even made it past the internet place yet. Also haven’t eaten anything since yesterday morning. I guess people have been so busy anger goading me they have forgotten I exist again.

Bloke that called people dogs earlier just called me a 'liar' for no reason, as he was leaving. Totally unprovoked.

They pretend they are saying it to each other but it’s clear they are targeting me. They are burying their heads in the sand thinking people can’t see what they are doing, or won’t care. Why else would they switch into english just to insult each other everytime they are near me? And it’s both the women and the men doing it. They are clearly complicit whether it’s officially agreed, or just an emerged behaviour. It’s colusion at a minimum.

Absolutely dispicable behavior IMO. #

Escallation notes from a short walk down the canal:

• Butch women quietly say Okay as I walk past. It’s like they need me to hear them but also they don’t want me to hear them.
• 30 meters later a somewhat malnourished man is walking in the same direction as me but he is hugging himself, ie he’s doing that thing where you pretend to be snogging someone but he’s just walking down the street.
• On the other side of the road is a Buddhist monk all in orange robe. I don’t see very many monks so it’s a little unusual.
• As I get close to the canal, men I walk past repeat the thing that was being said earlier in the internet place, which I can’t remember as I write this, but it was same exact wording

It’s more weird sex pervert shit. This will continue and escallate all throughout the day. #

The world is most definitely on the rampage again. I was just down at the canal for a few hours waiting for the newsletter to get published. As I was leaving, I remembered that since one of the butch women blocked the garbage earlier this morning, the one that strangely said 'your lie' very loudly right before, I still had the old receipts I was going to throw away. So I threw them away. Moments later I noticed there was a small amount of money on the ground, the equivalent of around 1 USD, near where I had been sitting. It definitely wasn’t mine or I would have had breakfast.

About 10 seconds later a man walking a dog with a pink leash walked past pointing at the ground and said 'your money' to which I replied 'it’s not mine'. He kept walking and said 'Okay' but in a way that suggests he didn’t believe me. Like 'Okay, yeah sure' but he just didn’t bother to say the yeah sure part.

Once again the world trying to trap me, then when I don’t go into the trap, blaming it on me.

On the way back up to the internet place there was a man in his 40s in a pink shirt rollerbladding up and down the street both forwards and backwards with what can only be described as childlike enthusiasm. Very odd. You never see that sort of thing here. A bit further down the road, I noticed ahead of time a strange looking man that looked to be humping a potted plant. I crossed the road about 20 meters before reaching him. On the opposite side of the road was a motorbike driven by a man with a young girl and woman on the back. They were clearly waiting for me to look at them, when I didn’t they sprung into action and drove off.

All very strange. Since then many people walkers and motorbike drivebys have been shouting 'liar' at me.

It’s ultimately the same pattern again and again. They create the problem they complain about, then they block the solution they suggest, then they escallate and escallate and eventually blame everything on you while quite clearly trying to trap you.

This will continue for days, getting ever more intense, even more pedo pervert shit and eventually I will get mutilated. They never stop until I get mutilated, even though they are already mutilating me through starvation, and cutting off power and water. #

Heard a really shocking audio clip on an old conspiracy podcast I hadn’t listenned to in a while yesterday, in which a women pretending to be 8 months pregnant called up an abortion clinic and asked them if she would be able to have an abortion.

The abortion clinic said it was no problem at all, and proceeded to detail the cocktail of drugs they would inject into the fetus, though at 8 months it’s essentially a baby isn’t it. According to the clinic lady they inject directly into the heart and the fetus feels no pain. They then dispose of the pregnancy 'material'. She finished by reassuring the caller woman, saying that it happenned all the time.

You hear Trump go on about these abortion clinics and it seems far fetched but then you hear an actual recording like this and it’s basically the most shocking thing I’ve ever heard. Time to check in with your favorite conspiracy podcast to hear the crazy shit that’s going on. #

A silly thought I had yesterday, which is obviously peddling in generalities, yet maybe something to think about:

Old vs Young in politics

• Young criminals are republicans, successful old criminals are democrats
• Young non-criminals are democrats, successful old non-criminals are republicans

The thinking being that the freedom offered by the republicans is really attractive to criminals, but the successful criminals because they are obviously bad asses don’t want the next generation of criminals to take over so they turn democrat so they can control everything.

Maybe crap criminals realise this is happening and eventually decide to stay republican and get out of crime. At least then they have freedom.

And maybe it’s some sort of mirror image of this for non-criminals. #

I don’t have time to get into specifics but the world is predictably on the warpath again pretty much everywhere I go. Here are my escallation notes from yesterday:

• Moody bloke at the internet place is doing that thing again when he spits on the ground every time he walks past me.
• Two adults and a child walking behind me and saying things I couldn’t hear at me. I did hear them say ‘hi sir’, before they drove off on a motorbike. Strange.
• Woman saying god while standing behind me in shop queue
• Garbage left on the table in shop cafe that I moved to an empty table nearby, the furthest one from anyone. A little while later, a small red thing had appeared next to the garbage. Pretty much the same thing happened in another shop cafe yesterday, and since then there have been a string of at least 4-5 garbage related incidents where I get blamed for being basically the most conscientious person around. I always throw away my garbage, where at least 1/4 of people here don’t, and now they are constantly trying to make it look like I don’t clean up my garbage which is totally false. They then accompany it with red anger goading.
• As predicted, police has made an appearance at the cafe shop today, just as I was about to leave, which is a sort of block isn’t it. What are you running from foreigner?
• The garbage that is being falsely insinuated as mine has now been moved closer to the red item. Even more red anger goading, but who are they really anger goading? Themselves by the looks of it.
• I’m now being yah’d by new apparent customers. Kind of proving my point. Softly softly anger is still anger. Btw these two anger groaders are school kids, probably part of the local choir. It’s unreal how many school kids that look like totally normal well behaved kids actually turn out to be malicious entitled brats. I still can hardly believe it. It’s almost all of them. Of course they all behave and smile and what have you when interacting with figures of authority, people with power, but otherwise it’s a totally different story. That’s been a real eye opener.
• A man with very blood shot eyes just approached me ordering me "go drink beer" and pointing at some bar. He was quite forceful and determined. I said repeatedly I don’t drink beer, because I don’t drink alcohol. How strange that this should occur the same day I said Jon Stewart’s comedy was like listening to an abusive alco dad. That piece by the way is still sitting on Github unpublished as it hasn’t been picked up by the daily merge. It will get published tomorrow morning. World on the warpath much?
• Random people shouting No! at me in the middle of the street, followed by walkway being blocked by motorbikes, forcing me to walk in busy main road.
• The reason for the No! Is because that’s what was said to me yesterday when I got to the cafe shop I’m heading to now, so they are ordering me to go to the place I last got No!’d, that’s how crazy these maniacs are about controlling you. If they could they would control every cell in your body. And then they would still be unhappy.
• Man who sells small fruits on side of road today has a sign saying ‘Me Non’. He doesn’t normally have a sign.
• Fake Bill Gates made an appearance right after ‘Me Non’ bloke
• People sitting behind me and for some reason saying ‘you are a wanker’ in English then everything else in Vietnamese
• Later in a different location around the corner from previous cafe, woman calling their small 4-5 year old boy ‘wanker’ the instant I arrive
• During the night a man dressed all in black gifted me a bottle of water and a relatively expensive sweat desert thing, as he drove off on his motorbike he and the woman on the bike both waved like school kids even though they are probably in their 30s. That’s more weird pervert shit again.

I expect today will be much the same especially since starvation has started again, and the pervert anger goading that always accompanies that has too. #

Since I’m at the unternet place figured I’d post today’s escallation notes now. Maybe that way I won’t have to think about it tomorrow and the day will go better somehow. Here they are:

• Toilet paper left everywhere in my path this morning
• Water goading with same brand empty bottles as was given to me last night left in my path
• More security guards obsessed with inside of their arms
• An apparent police bloke turned up at the internet place today, right when I was changing some 3rd party access keys. Caused me to get the keys mixed up and nothing worked. Had to laboriously go through all the keys and update them again to fix it.
• Right after fixing all the keys, more baby walkers have appeared. It’s unbelievable how often strange babies and young kids appear anytime I’m updating secret access keys. It’s practically every single time.
• Warpathers doing things to their left foot. As it happens they are forcing me to sit in a way where my left leg is raised in comparison to my right foot. Yet another example of being blamed for the thing they are doing to me. They are now angrily shouting ‘lie’ as I write this item. The podcast I was listening to as I write this item just talked about ‘arms and legs’ 5 seconds after finishing the previous sentence.
• Down at the canal, man with fluorescent yellow baseball hat kept walking past for several hours, then an hour later the bloke that walks with ridiculously small steps walks past wearing a fluorescent yellow hat. I haven’t seen him in over a year. It takes him an eternity to get anywhere. He’s also a pervert.
• At place further long the canal, the two butch woman one wearing green one wearing yellow ordering me to ‘lie’ and later ‘boy aah’, also the tall smart dressed man wearing pink shirt with woman doing an exaggerated grab, twist and let go motion with both hands while walking finding something very funny, large sari wearing westerner woman hobbled past a couple of times
• Woman in smart dress holding blue baseball hat in one hand walked too close and hit me in the foot with her swinging hat and hand. Coincidence?
• The man that walks like he’s big but is actually small walked past even though it’s much later today 16:11
• Small old lady walking a small dog but carrying an enormous metal stick almost as big as herself. It’s a reference to the time the public toilet cleaner lady cajoled a crazy man to attack me with a large metal pole. That’s why man with bloodshot eyes ordered me to drink beer yesterday. He was basically a slightly shorter version of the thug the toilet lady set loose on me. All these manufactured situations are linked. It’s not a surprise it’s happening at the same time they cut off my access to water. Btw the large metal pole, that has rusty sharp edges, is still in the public toilets last I checked.

Crap day full of crappy people being crappy. And it’s absolutely pissing it down now, and I’ve eaten nothing but a roll and a sweet cake thing this morning. Seems like it will be another cold night. #

The world is defo back up to it’s old tricks again, with a vengence. Anger goading and red tsunamis, food goading, malicious help, sex goading and weird pervert shit followed by blocking followed by allow harrassment,
cascades of traps, time after time after time. Punished for not getting in the trap, punished for getting in the trap. I’ve managed to keep calm the entire time, which seems to be winding up the world to try even more to do it’s dirty manipulative tricks. Thankfully I have had access to food and water. That looks to be ending by tomorrow unfortunately.

Here are my escallation notes, I’m just going to post them verbatim:

• Blatant red anger goading in the park with a group of head to toe red woman directly on front of the only available seat.
• Also pink T-shirt wearing older women doing a fan dance, where they repeatedly open and close red fans, the dance is similar to the one done by sword martial arts. Clear anger goading imo, even if it is a bit, shall we say, subtle. Remember I carry a bag that says PINK on it in big white letters, a malicious gift that clearly keeps on giving in their eyes.
• Now two woman wearing the brightest red outfits are standing directly in front of me about 25 meters away. They were with the pink laddies with the red fans earlier.
• Man brandishing a big metal sword about 25 meters away to the right of me, dangerously swinging it about like he’s Bruce Lee. Now he’s skipping with a skipping rope.
• People walking around with babies, way way more than is usual. Wherever I go, within minutes a baby walker appears walking up and down in front of me.
• 'Aah Aah' from girls in park
• Lots of blocking
• At the sandwich shop there was a whole complicated thing to get a sandwich and the vendor bloke said 'more bigger' for some unknown reason - he previously did a whole bit about 'no more' at the start of a previous starvation cycle
• After sandwich shop, the entrance to hot water shop severely obstructed with motorbikes, then lots of ‘allow’ goading from the shop staff
• Clearly plants in the cafe shop this morning. Their harassment as soon as I arrived: "lie….. Aaaaaah". They were waiting for me.
• In cafe this morning, all was nice and quiet while listening to the start of Rogan podcast, I then decided to change podcast about 35 mins in. About 30 seconds later a new person showed up and people behind me started a loud outburst. It’s odd how often that happens.
• The universe keeps trying to trap me in manufactured situations, and when I don’t step into the trap, it lashes out, blaming me for the thing it’s trying to do to me, and using ‘learn’ excuse to justify it’s lying behaviour.
• More blocking at the bus stop, while claiming not only no blocking but that it’s me that’s blocking. What a surprise, and then trying to make it all my fault while pretending to be "the good guys"
• Basically since the manufactured incident this morning with the food vendor, it’s been trap after trap after trap, and each time when I don’t accept the trap, I get punished in some way. It’s a well known pathology at this stage. I don’t know how it happens, only that it definitely happens. It’s like a dislocation gets created then used to propagate hate against me. Difficult to describe.
• Ended up having to fix yet another merge conflict, though I found it before there was a conflict. Upon fixing it there was a ‘thank you’ uttered where I was. Very strange. If things are being keyed off me then of course it’s going to cause re-occurring issues because it’s a friggin feedback loop! It means the only way to build things without creating a cascade of issues is to get it right first to time. It’s essentially a ban on tools like git.
• Black woman with afro has made an appearance, what are the chances after I posted link to Mel B story. I very rarely see black people with afros here. But it’s not even published yet, so what‘s going on there?

I imagine a bunch of that doesn’t make any sense. I edited it slightly this morning to make it make sense. The tenses are all mixed up.
I don’t have time to make it all perfect and readable.

It’s next to impossible to document all this stuff, especially when you are tired and your body and mind is battered by the never ending onslaught. Everything gets very confused, your body gets very confused. Do you need the bathroom? Are you tired and about to fall asleep? Am I hungry? Where will I get food? How far away is the nearest bathroom? Is this next person being malicious? Why are they doing weird sex pervert shit again? It’s like having to constantly do someone elses never ending sudoku puzzles, just so you can write a blog post or heaven forbid a tiny piece of code. And whatever you do, they try to trap you in some lie, make you look like a litterer, a drug addict, a pedophile, a pervert, an angry foreigner, someone who’s done something wrong again, when you are absolutely none of those things.

Something tells me I’m going to have a visit from the police in the next few days. Just making a note of that in case you suddenly stop hearing from me. You’ll know that that was on the cards so to speak.

Have you broken everything yet to your satisfaction world?

Another day. #

It had looked like it was going to be the start of yet another starvation cycle today. And all the weird sex pervert shit that recently has been accompanying starvation cycles had started again. With strange old laddies bending over purposely directing their old vaginas at me, with strange manufactured situations involving young boys and old men, and young men with inside arm fetishes, with security guards standing directly infront of me doing an exercise routine that for some reason suddenly involves repeatedly tapping the inside arm as if they were about to be donating a pint of blood down the local blood bank.

There was a big increase in 'money!' harrassment from staff in shops as well as just seemingly random passers by outside, out and about. Also 'Yah!' driveby incidents had started again this morning too.

So many strange things occuring, and these are only the things I noticed.

Anyway thankfully it looks like I’ll be able to eat for a couple of days now, which takes me up to Friday. I guess all the weird sex pervert shit will start again then.

Still trying to get the reusable workflow feature over the line. #

My whole life is just a ginormous merge conflict. Your fucking welcome world.

All I fucking do every fucking day is fix the never ending merge conflict.

And I still get fucking blamed for everything.

I’m not even really joking.

That’s literally what it feels like. I don’t want to be fixing your fucking merge conflict world. #

Oh sure world, your not on the warpath, doing your weird sex pervert shit, same as you do at the start of every starvation cycle you put me through. Sure your not.

Definitely no weird pervert shit going on putting the latest BTC Fundamentals podcast episode 199 in my feed.

Gee what are the chances?

Hey universe, do you do the same to CSAM victims? #

Another clearly manufactured incident attempt at a food vendor. It’s a place I only recently discovered as it’s sort of hidden at the top of a narrow alleyway. The first time I went there, the woman vendor tried to order me to have the chicken. I had specifically gone there to have the pork that day, and so that’s what I got, but I made a mental note to try the chicken the next time.

Well wouldn’t you know it, since then each time I've gone there since they have blocked me in some way from the chicken. From ordering me to get the chicken, but then there’s no chicken, to today’s situation where there was only 1 poorly looking chicken left, and the instant I ordered the pork, suddenly the chicken dish in the display got filled up with delicious freshly cooked chicken.

And each time one of these situations occurs, this was about the 3rd or 4th time, ever more butch woman are seemingly working the food stand. Today it was some sort of frenzy. There must have been 5-6 woman simultaneously trying to get my attention. And of course if you’ve been in these situations before, you’ll know that’s exactly when weird shit happens. Today was no different, the woman who had been preparing my takeaway box suddenly wasn’t anymore, and another one appeared out of nowhere, clearly prepared before I arrived.

I had them open the box up so I could check it had the right food in it. It was fine. But it’s a power passive aggressive move. What they were saying with their simultaneous 6 way clueless puppey dog eyes that accompanied the food box was some version of 'we are in control, and you can’t do nothing about it'. And as I left several of the butch woman shouted 'Our!' loudly while turning their head, pretending like they never said that even though they quite clearly just did.

This is the state of the world at a ground level. We can’t even buy some lunch without it turning into some sort of military hostage defcon 2 situation. And we are trying to blockchain and crypto everything? We are just fooling ourselves, how is any of that shit gonna make things better? Isn’t it much more likely to make things worse as AIs trap us inside asymptote prisons?

I’ve lost count how many times this has happened. About every single week. It happens everywhere, with everything. It just happened again.

I didn’t get angry, literally no point in doing that. But doesn’t matter what you do, you still get blamed for causing the situation. Since leaving the food stand I’ve been harrassed verbaly several times already.

Just another day. No doubt they have more tricks they will be pulling from up their sleeves. And once again I'll get the blame for it in some way.

And then tomorrow there will be some bizare merge conflict in my code that I will have to fix, and fixing it will somehow cause even more problems.

Hello world, your friend Mark. #

Still got the blocked nose. Keeps filling up with thick green or yellow snot. It’s so gross. Makes it difficult to concentrate on anything. It’s been at least 4-5 days since it started. One soldiers on reguardless. You can put away the tiny violins. Thanks. #

I’m seing the first few reports of the presidential debate that just happened. The big takeaway seems to be that Harris won the debate, that she 'got under Trump’s skin'. And Taylor Swift made a big deal about backing Harris, overturning a cat lady narrative that’s been going around.

It’s just all so urgh. Are we really saying that the most important quality for the so called most powerful position on the planet, is the ability to get under people’s skin?

Seriously. The world is so broken. #

I guess it’s good to know that Harris can do the recking ball, but the harder part is building it back up again. Trump like him or hate him has built big things, quite literally. You might not like how he’s done that, but he has built things. Also he knows how to use social media and the internet. One might even say he wrote the playbook for that, when it comes to being an extremely online president.

I’d like to know how Harris plans to build things back up. If we break quicker than we build, fact is, things will just be more broken. And building things at the scale she wants to operate at is seriously difficult.

The worst thing about recking ball mode is that for better or worse, the message is sent out that recking is okay, and before you know it, everyone from grandmas to toddlers are having a wonderful time smashing everything that moves, both physical and imaginary. And sometimes that’s necessary, but turning that around is not going to be easy at all.

I think in the end the election will come down to who the most people believe can turn recking ball mode around throughout the entire continent, coast to coast, burough to burough. And it’s an even bigger challenge than that, because the reality is that it’s also got to happen nation to nation all around the globe.

Convince me you can do that. Can you even build? #

I made a bit more progress on the reusable workflows. There were so many small niggly loose ends to tie up that weren’t really strictly part of the feature so I created about 4 new feature items and added them to the backlog. That way I can concentrate on getting the reusable workflows feature across the line. It’s 95% complete now. There’s still 1 non essential repo to be converted, then update API keys. Then check all tests are running. It’s the sort of stuff that’s really tedious, jumping between repos.

Now that essentially all repos are using the reusable workfkows, it will be intetesting to see if the design is right or needs some adjustment. One of the follow up features that fell out of this is there are a few repos that just need to run the backup without a build and a deploy step. The problem is the current setup uses artifacts to pass files between reusable workflows, which works fine, but I assumed all workflows require a build step so that’s where the artifact gets created. That doesn’t make immediate sense in it’s current form in a backup only scenario.

So there might be some adjustments necessary.

That’s the end of this note, because I’m now being tsunami’d by a huge gang of boys all wearing the same tshirt. Just like the gang of girls the other day, but this time with boys. They aren’t actually all that roudy. Of course as soon as I typed that, they started getting roudy. The universe is clearly still trying to be funny. #

All sorts of weird merge conflicts in getting yesterday’s links and posts ready. It’s odd how this always happens after the universe goes on one of it’s rampages. I end up having to fix merge conflicts, in addition to zips on my bag, and all the other things from yesterday that I still need to fix, because as is always the case, it endee up being a whole string of similar universe breaking things that happened. #

The thing at the minute that shop staff are doing to me, and it's happened at least 3 times over the last 2 days in different locations, is to manufacture a situation where they order me to lay the items on the counter rather than take them directly from me. It seems they are trying different variations to see which situation works. Of course now anything they do just seems suspect, so I just wait until they are ready and give them the items. Interestingly when I do to them the same thing they do to me with the receipt, they do something different too. Another reason to just wait until they are ready and give them the items. It’s been my experience that when something that’s been working perfectly fine for ages is suddenly changed, there is usually something else going on, some other trap they are trying to get you to walk into. Btw, it’s not all shop staff that are doing this, but it’s very obvious the ones that are doing it. #

The other weird thing that’s been happening the past 2 days is people randomly saying sorry. People sitting nearby, people walking past, people apparently on the phone. But also strange variations like saying sorry in the typical way and tone you say it, but using different sylables, so they are effectively saying something totally different but said in the 'style' of sorry.

Also shop staff saying 'it’s ok' as you enter the store which could be giving you permission to enter, but also they could be assuming you are in some way sorry. Which is really just another way of saying something is your fault before you’ve even done anything.

Anyway, it’s very odd but people are clearly doing some form of sorry hacking. If you think about it, it’s all a bit sorry not sorry isn’t it?

No doubt they will have broken sorry by the end of the week. This type of thing never ebds well, it’s really just warpathing while pretending to not be warpathing. How long until it escallates into a religion war? #

Got accussed of not being real by, wait for it, a couple of people that were about as real as a 7 dollar bill.

Yesterday I went to a caffee shop that I haven’t been to in ages. They always do weird shit whenever I go there. They are experts in making it look like you did something that you absolutely did not do. I honestly believe they could make Mother Teresa, should she be alive today, look like a shoplifter. Anyway they were up to their old tricks again yesterday, but that’s not what this note was about. What this note is about was the middle aged man and the fat kid, that called me 'not real'. They weren’t there yesterday, but they were today.

When I used to go to this shop cafe they would almost always showup. The odd thing is that I doubt the man is the kid’s dad, they look nothing like each other. The man is skinny, well dressed, the kid is short and fat. Also they just kind of sit there, without saying anything, but both focussed attention on my every move. And also oddly, this time, the kid seemed to be in charge.

I ended up on the same bench as them as it was the only bench with seats available. They arrived some time after me. I was listening to podcasts, and doing some writing on my device. After a while the kid basically decided it was time to go, and made the man get up and leave, but he did it in the same way an adult would do the same to a young kid. He said something to the man, then did a "come on we’re going now", and a head gesture, and walked off.

It was the man that said in my direction, 'you aren’t real', as they departed. Very weird weird.

What’s even more bizare is that the two people that were sitting in their place right before them were doing some weird shit too. Two blokes in their mid twenties. One was clearly "in charge", the other was sort of messing about. Had his naked left arm out on front of him the entire time he was sitting there, he was constantly rubbing the inside of his arm, in the place where doctors give you injections. He appeared to want me to notice what he was doing. I was affording him zero attention whatsoever because he was being kind of a weirdo, which of course made him act d
even weirder.

The interesting thing was that the other bloke, the one that was 'in charge' suddenly got up and said something along the lines of 'time to go' and walked off. The other bloke was very suprised and he had to scramble together his things to catchup with the other 'in charge' bloke. Anyway when the man and fat kid turned up a few moments later, the fat kid sat exactly where the 'in charge' looking bloke had sat, and the skiny well dressed man sat where the bloke with the arm fetish had sat.

It’s all very odd, but very on brand for this place. It’s exactly the type of stuff that happens every gosh darn day. Weirdness in plain site, which could just about be passed of as normal, but is not, and is just weird mascarading as normal. Just over the uncanny weird line. In fact it’s almost like it’s some sort of trial baloon to figure out where the uncanny weird line is. #

The nearly red tsunami but not quite continued all day yesterday. I’ve been going to a different cafe the past few days and there‘s been a boatload of strange seemingly manufactured situations there, that seem to be aimed at making me angry. Several extremely camp blokes sitting both on front of me and behind me, taking it in turns to chuck a bit of a mental, and periodically turning towards me and shouting stuff at me. Then there was a huge group of about 15 young women all wearing the same tshirt that arrived and totally surrounded me.

They were having some sort of meeting, passing around a phone and talking into it. Every now and then they would all extend their arms and pretend to be screwing in imaginary light bulbs with both hands. That’s normally the gesture shop keepers make here when they are out of something you are looking for, or if a food place has stopped serving food for the day. So no idea what they were doing. Interestingly 3 days ago 1 young woman wearing the same tshirt was at the other shop cafe I usually go to, which is quite a way away, when I got there early in the morning. Strange coincidence. There were a few more strange coincidences that link the two cafes, which I won’t detail right now.

I do know that part of their purpose was to bully me though because as they left, one of them did a 'you learn' at me. I had been perfectly quiet the entire time. I get the feeling that I didn’t sit where they wanted me to sit. I say this because right after they left, one of the shop staff made me move, he apparently wanted to clean the aircon filter. I moved, he openned the aircon, took the filters, left the aircon open and basically never returned so I couldn't get my seat back. I stayed there for over an hour. It doesn’t take that long to clean an aircon filter.

No progress on the reusable workflows, but I wrote a blog post, some notes and I believe a link or two. I also added a new template include for a bit of text to include on each page to ask website visitors to make a donation if they find my writings valuable in some way. That and a paragraph on the donation page about my goal of replacing my hosed laptop, and my plans once I have a replacement.

Going to try to make a bit of progress on the reusable workflows today. #

The universe is back up to it’s usual tricks again. The main zip on one of my bags got stuck and broke, and the universe quite clearly knew in advance it was going to happen, then immediately afterwards denied having anything todo with it. Much in the same way one could imagine, say if the YouTube algorythm was sentient, that it had absolutely nothing to do with radicalising terrorists or leading teenagers to suicide themselves, all while simultaneously leading even more people down auto play rabbit holes. The softly softly murmurers are sonetimes just as dangerous as the bullies. And the response from the surroubding community is to double and tripple down even as I type this note, with righteous and unprovoked 'you learn', 'you liar', 'no' and 'money' harassments.

It never ends, looks like I'm yet again most evil person in the universe simply for existing and being bullied.

Update: It wasn’t easy, but I managed to fix the zip, all while the unverse was hitting me in the head repeatedly. Then the universe was at least partially annoyed that I fixed the zip, which kind of proves my point now doesn’t it. #

World is still doing it’s nearly red tsunami but not quite thing, and continuing with it’s help but actually it’s malicious help thing. Got gifted two rice meals last night, but they had been left on the ground where historically they end up all covered in ants. The food pieces were well packaged but not the rice. I could have just thrown away the rice but the night before somebody had left some sweat bread which was nice, and I’d packaged up the wrapers to throw away, but somehow during the night they ended up in the gutter, I have no idea how. That shouldn’t be a problem because that’s how literally everyone throws away their garbage, except when I do it, it causes WWIII. Anyway I was woken up by an angry woman who made a big thing of opening up the garbage, like it was somehow my fault. Anyway all to say that throwing the rice away would have caused some sort of nuclear hostage situation.

I examined the rice with glasses on and it looked fine. So ate it anyway. Of course now the raspy cough I've had for the past few days, given to me at the end of the previous bullying cycle, has gotten worse and I was coughing up loads of gross flem all night. I’m practically back to being in the lung infection situation I had for the first 6 months of the year. No doubt some gang stalkers will be along in a minute to shout 'you learn' at me. Once again, either way I get blamed and mutilated.

So not feeling all that great today, no doubt I’ll get blamed for not being happy enough soon. Actually thinking about it, that already happened last night essentially. A strange young woman approached me to ask me if I was ok and have a chat, but she was doing that thing were she just talks quieter and quieter so you can’t hear anything of what she’s saying. Then she got sad that I couldn’t hear her. She eventually said 'keep going', I asked if she meant 'keep talking', she said 'enjoy life' and I just said 'oh yeah' and nodded, she looked like she was about to start crying and as she left made a strange gesture with her index finger and middle finger, sort of like what a priest does when doing a blessing. But it was very odd, almost like she hadn’t meant to do it. A few minutes later a motorbike gang stalker drove past in absolute histerics looking and pointing at me like it was all a big joke, or like I had just done a big joke. In retrospect it is a bit funny, but only because of how weird the situation was, I wasn’t trying to be funny, I was just trying to not say something that might cause this girl to burst into tears. It just seemed like the safest thing to just not say very much and just say yes enjoy life even though I am completely stuck here with no way to enjoy life.

The good news is that I was able to get the reusable workflow repo back into a good state by doing a fetch instead of a merge. The support team confirmed I was likely seing a bug, they will try to fix for next release. Hopefully the universe won’t blame me for forcing me to have to do a fetch, but it probably will, because that’s totally the sort of thing that gets right up it’s nose.

One soldiers on, another day.

Am I trying to be funny? Not really? Are you trying to be funny universe? Really? #

Another good point by Keith Tear during his Keen On appearance today. Why is populism, when the people have a voice, OK in Afghanistan or Iran, but NOK in the US?

I also wonder about this. Are the anti-populists aware of this apparent double standard, or is there another way I should be thinking about populism?

Another thing I don’t get about populism, remember I’m a brit, isn’t the whole point of the entire Labour party to be about the people, the workers? Then why is it always right leaning leaders that are populist? #

John Gruber talks to Taegan Goddard, founder of Political Wire on the latest Talk Show. Pretty interesting discussion about the history of blogging, RSS, Moveable Type, Wordpress, Perl, podcasting, newspapers and building online businesses, and of course Apple. I find these conversations interesting because there’s always a bunch of stuff that I remember that they leave out, but also some stuff that I'd never even heard about. The internet is odd like that, and of course people have their preferences so often weigh the same things differently. I don’t think I’d ever heard of Goddard before. #

The world has been teetering on a red tsunami for 2 days now. It’s like it knows it caused the problem it’s complaining about and so is reluctant to go full tsunami, but it just keeps reseting itself to the initial stages of a red tsunami. It’s strange to describe.

Some malicious help last night, a gift but also accompanied by considerable pocking in the body, so much so it actually hurt. I felt it right to the bone. Borderline violent behaviour. And this morning a woman dressed in red doing exercises right in front of me and blocking me getting up and ready.

I have the newsletter written, it turned out better than I expected, although it’s still very hodge podge because of the difficult situation. It’s the best I could do.

There was a bit more progress with the reusable workflows, though I ran into what appears to be a bug in my git client where it won’t let me reset a branch by 3 commits. No matter what I do the 3 commits disapear, then reapear. Hopefully I’ll get some useful feedback and suggestions from the support team. Currently the repo containing the reusable workflow is not updateable.

What are the chances right when I’ve gotten all the key repos using the reusable workflow that it should suddenly be blocked from updates? #

A couple of questions about stablecoins:

1. Aren’t stablecoins just new eurodollars, but operated by a single company?
2. Are stablecoins a blockchain interop solution?

USDC for example now supports around 14 blockchains. Doesn’t that mean stablecoins are a bit like file formats such as .doc or .pdf?

For context I was listening to a recent This Week in Startups podcast interview with Circle’s Jeremy Allaire all about stablecoins. #

I managed to make a bit of progress on the reusable workflows. All plugins have been updated. There are a few non essential repos that need to be updated at some point. I noticed that tests aren’t being run correctly in some cases so I’ll have to take a look at that.

Pretty bad harrassment from school kids in the cafe shop yesterday. They all look like normal well behaved kids, but when they spend any time together they all turn malicious. Yesterday every single small group of kids had a pop at me in one way or another as they left. I was just completely quiet minding my own business.

Coughed up lots of flem during the night. Nose still blocked today. One weird thing that happened yesterday was a woman who had a kid with her approached me for no reason and placed both her hands around my naked biceps. Skin on skin contact. Bit of a power move. That’s the sort of thing that happens right before you get ill in my experience.

The other thing is that in two of the shops I go to buy boiled eggs, whereas previously the boiled eggs were at the checkout and you could choose the one you wanted, now they moved them so that you have to ask the staff and they choose for you. You might think that it’s not a big change but it’s the same shit that always happens. They give you freedom, then remove it. Also always happens before you get ill a lot of the time. Just as you are getting ill, several things will get changed in such a way that you could have gotten ill from several places. It’s a well known dynamic. I’ve seen it happen so many times now. It’s all about control.

Hoping to make a bit more progress with the workflows and get the newsletter ready. I’ve been very quiet and unreactive to the bullies the past 2 days, and it’s making them bully more. They don’t stop until they can pin something on you. #

I took loads of escallation notes yesterday, it was non stop, groups of people constantly trying to trap me in manufactured situations with anger goading, when I didn’t take the bait, they got more determined. It just keeps escallating no matter what you do. They have already decided and won’t stop until they have proven whatever their thesis is. Then they are even more unhappy than before and blame you for the unhappiness.

The sneezing alergy cold mutilation was mostly gone by yesterday evening. Developer a bit of a chesty raspy cough during the night, was coughing up flem quite a lot of the night.

No way to make any progress on any development. World on warpath and blocking everything atm. I did write some blog posts though.

Just waiting for a break in the clouds. #

Yesterday I asked why smart people were being such blatant hypocrites when it comes to politics. I think the answer is likely very simple. The other side is doing it, so they feel their only possible response is to do the same thing back, and since the other side denies they are doing it, they have to do that too. It’s dumb.

There isn’t really much you can do about that if the moral high ground isn’t good enough, and humour doesn’t work, you just have to wait until they stop, much like you have to do with a crying baby.

But the smart ones are likely all too aware of all this, so what it really means is they just don’t want to be disturbed. If they ever do want to bridge the gap then they’ll do it in their own time, but don’t count on it. #

I’m still feeling somewhat sensitive from this bullying cycle’s end of cycle alergy / cold mutilation. So I’m just going to post my escallation notes from yesterday verbatim rather than re-write into a cohesive narative. One thing if note is that I was gifted several meals yesterday evening, all very nice, and I have food for today so that’s great. My worry is what that does to my body. Seems like I’m being forced to reward alergy inflamations that are clearly caused by the gang stalkers in the first place. The alergy inflamations were never this frequent and bad 5 years ago. And don’t tell me it’s ’hay fever' or 'pollen' what a load of shit that is. This happens all year around.

Anyway here are the notes:

• Motorbike driveby gang stalkers were shouting ‘gay’ as soon as I woke up this morning
• Ridiculously camp bloke that almost always says hello, seems to always turn up when I’m about to go to the bathroom. I try to avoid him, he’s kind of strange.
• Was gifted chocolate milk yesterday with some hot soup. Btw the soup was really nice, but the chocolate milk is very unusual. I don’t think that’s happened before. Today after I had been to the bathroom there was an empty chocolate milk container on my path about 20 meters from the toilet. What a coincidence.
• Ridiculously camp bloke just so happened to be down the canal today, drove past on a bicycle as soon as I got there. What are the chances. Haden’t seen him down the canal before.
• A lot of people whistling everywhere the past few days, strangely so
• Lots of people randomly saying ‘money’ today
• Now people are dropping the word ‘better’ into conversations. That happens quite a lot when I get a runny nose and sneeze a lot
• The sneezing happens in cycles too. It’s fine for ages then all of a sudden it feels like it’s starting again, suddenly a bunch of sneezing, runny nose, then it eventually clears and nose is blocked, then it subsides and some time later the nose unblocks, it feels like it’s all over and I’m on getting better, then something sets me off again. Often happens right after an appearance of one of the ‘regular locals’. This time it was bloke who always carries large plastic bags at the bus stop, today he had a large black plastic bag. Reminants of the black taunami from the oast few days? There was loads of people with black plastic bags during the black tsunami.
• Yesterday someone driving past on a motorbike dropped a small baggy containing pills right near where I was sitting. The day before loan shark woman with the hat had a load of multivitamin jars, she dumped the packaging in the same place. Strange coincidence.
• Tonight’s motorbike stalker shouts: Your mother!, You are!, You our!, Come!, Lie Aaaah!, bah!, Ow!, Up!, Yeah you’re a liah!, sorry!, cock!, Ah you are!, More dataaaa!
• ‘Ah look at her’ by a woman with 2 kids, one of the two kids, who was a girl, was dressed head to toe in yellow.
• Kids on motorbike passing shouting ‘bed’, followed immediately by another motorbike with a screaming baby and a man shouting lie! at the baby just as I was about to go to sleep for the night.
• There’s been a sharp increase in the amount of people that spit right in front of me as they drive past on motorbikes the past 2 days
• Some strange things about yesterday’s gang stalker stuff. The big giant screen billboard on the language school was showing a large red screen with some text on it instead of the usual clips. It said Coch Khan Vietnam. At one point in the evening, large woman wearing a traffic light green T-shirt was acting weird, kept checking the bus route, like 7-8 times, then stood in front of the red billboard thing and keep bowing at it over and over. The weird old lady that sits outside the shop has a new outfit, it’s the exact same color as the dark green police uniform, but it’s just regular clothes.

So those were yesterday’s escallation notes. This morning has been quite quite though as I write this a motorbike just drove past shouting 'Our'.

Really hope I’ll be able to get some coding done, looks like I’ll be okay now for 2-3 days which is somewhat of a relief though it doesn’t mean the harrassment stops, just that I won’t be starving and will probably be able to charge my devices completely now, catchup with washing etc.

Here’s to hoping I finally get all the reusable workflow code merged. Something which woulf normally take about a day in total has taken 4 weeks because of all the gang stalking. How am I ever going to get out if this situation? #

It’s so unbelievably irksome when people say that journalism should be about reporting on the truth, constantly banging on about it, journalism has lost it’s way, they think they run the government etc etc, and then go on in a subsequent posts to say that political candidates they don’t like not only should be censored but should be trained like dogs using the media. That’s not 'just reporting the truth'.

These people are smart, popular, people listen to them in other domains of expertese, surely this can’t be a self awareness issue? Could it be a tactic just to get people to link to them? #

Oh wow the past 2 days. Wow. Warpathing from the world on a scale and intensity I’ve never seen before. All the goadings, food, sex, anger, and tsunami after tsunami, including a black tsunami which I don't think I’d seen, certainly not on this scale before. Maybe I’ll get a chance to write about it later. No notes because I’ve been keeping all devices powered off because power and washing water has still been cut off.

Looks like I might be able to charge my devices for a bit at least today.

The observation from the past few days is that the world will help as long as it gets to be nice to me while forcing me to treat myself badly. When I refuse to take on this state of affairs it exposes the world’s cruel treatment of me for what it is and it’s unhappy about that and so punishes me more, which makes it more unhappy, and it blames me more. Some few seem to very much enjoy and thrive in this situation.

In any case there’s been no chance to make any progress on the reusable workflow feature even though it’s essentially complete. Same for listening to podcasts and writing blog posts. Progress on everything is essentially blocked in all dimensions, yet the world continues to 'yah'. Literally 'yah’ing' me even more.

No slaves everybody. Stop being perverts perverts. #

The UI in my git client is being extremely adversarial. It’s like the list of file changes is updated by an LLM. It keeps changing it’s mind, showing files, hiding files, secretly selecting files or unselecting files right before you commit. Just spent half an hour adding 2 blog posts I had written. Oh world.

Even more sneezy now.

I'm not going to tell you I told you so, just that it’s happening, yet again.

Hello mutilation world. How are you today? Enjoying your little warpath? #

Blocked by the UI, also blocked at the internet place in more ways than one. Not going to be able to make much progress on anything today. At least I’ve written some blog posts and notes and charged my devices a little bit.

Once it starts happening it usually spreads into all dimensions.

Oh well. #

Some really aggressive warpathers down at the canal today. Not sure if a memo was sent out or whether they could taste blood given that I was sneezing, or whether it was all some pre-arranged thing, that they knew I was going to be sneezing because they caused it in the first place. All are strong possibilities.

Lots and lots of 'Up!' harrassment. Some 'you learn'. Quite a lot of 'liar!', and 'young liar'. Also in the past hour many 'allow!'.

The sneezing / runny nose is I would say a medium on the severeness scale. No chance of doing any work, as nose is far too sensitive.

This happens so often after a bullying cycle, that there’s no way it’s a coincidence. #

One thing I’d really like to know about the Telegram situation, is whether anyone uncovered any evidence of gang stalkers organising gang stalker activities. I know everyone is worried about all the CSAM stuff, and of course that’s most important, but for me the thing that affects me directly is whether the gang stalkers that harrass me day in day out are using these services. One would think that this sort of thing would have happened using Telegram. It would be great to see something like that, just to confirm that yes indeed gang stalkers do harrass people, and that we’re not all crazy and falling victim to so called 'confirmation bias'. #

World massively on warpath again, who would have thunk it. Too tired and hungry to write anything meaningful. Here are my notes of all the weird pedo pevert warpath shit from yesterday:

• Mini loan shark woman with the hat sitting in the place where a young boy was sitting then pretending to be a child by swinging legs back and forth like a child
• The other person that did the child foot swinging thing was the bloke with the huge wad of cash putting it into envelopes a while back
• Now children are gratuitously parading sandwiches they are eating in front of me
• Man in red T-shirt sits in the child foot swinging seat, another man on a motorbike shows up, has a huge basket of sweat pastries, keeps trying to catch my attention, eventually drives off, and loan shark lady says loudly "Up", then walks past saying lie, then red T-shirt bloke gets up and leaves. It’s anger goading mixed with food goading, mixed with weird pedo pervert shit
• Lots and lots of motorbike gang stalker drive-by harassment all saying ‘lie’ and ‘liar’
• Aggressive butch sits next to sketchy loan shark woman with the hat hat, they are having a lively conversation every third word is ‘Aaaah’, literally
• Impossible to listen to podcasts what with all the butch women pervert sex and hunger harassment goading, it’s literally non stop, for hours
• By the way both hat lady and apparent client are sitting on child sized seats, being perverts
• Now every second word is ‘gay’, and strange cat on heat sounding a screeches, no doubt I’ll be mutilated with sone kind of cold / allergy in the next few days
• Old pervert western men walking past holding out 2 fingers for way way too long as they walk past, like they are about to stick them somewhere
• Men on large motorcycles pulling up directly on front of me while I’m at the internet place, a child sandwiched in between him and a butch women behind, quite clearly looking directly at me and making an ‘Aahh’ noise then revving engine and driving off

No idea if any of that made any sense. I haven’t even bothered to re-read it.

It’s looking like a pretty bad starvation cycle, might even be the end this time for real. Already no food for about 3 days and no signs the world is happy with anything. In fact it’s very much the opposite. It’s a shame really because I basically have the reusable workflows working for all the plugins. Got the feeds plugin working with them yesterday. I just need to update some of the 3rd party API keys, then I can merge everything that’s not already merged in.

That will have to wait now since I have to conserve power since that’s been cut off again.

Looks like a week of bubble wrap, with the world yah’ing me ever harder, in vein because they’ve blocked me in every dimension so there’s nothing I can do except get more dirty, since I can’t wash anything, since they cut off washing water again.

I don’t even have any bubble wrap.

Oh well, hope all is well with everyone out there. #

The pervert gang stalkers are definitely doing their perverted gang stalker kind of pedo shit again. So I’ll start there, but there’s been tons of other harrassment aswell. I’m exhauated from not much sleep and there’s just so much of all this crap it’s really difficult keep it all in your head to write about it, even with notes. Anyway, as I mentioned I think yesterday, they cut off my washing water and power again. Lots and lots of 'you learns' literally everywhere I go. Also the internet connection has been really dodgy the past 2-3 days.

So yesterday evening it was raining pretty badly, kind of a down pour. Lots of motorbikes on the busy road I was sitting next to on a bench. A woman motorbike gang stalker, driving in the wrong direction pulled up right on front of me. She kept smiling and nodding. For a second I thought she was about to gift me something because she had the vibe of someone that was purposely stopping in front of me. Anyway while nodding and looking at me over and over she takes out a rain poncho, and starts putting it on, but she’s really really clumsy about it. She eventually gets it on and the front of it placed over the front of the motorbike handle bars, as one does in such weather conditions, but she wasn’t half going arse about foot at it, as they say.

Before ridding off she apeared to be waiting for me to notice the text on the front of the poncho, which said in big letters 'Vietbaby', next to some sort of generic logo. Well isn’t that a coincidence, just last week during the weird pedo pervert apocalypse I was gifted a large bag full of only sugar based snacks and breads and an industrial sized soft box of baby wipes. How strange that this should happen, with profuse nodding, at the same time as my washing water has been cut off, and at the same time as I’m getting constantly sexually harrassed by pervert woman in shop cafes that have grafiti erect penises on the walls next to the pevert women who are either doing never ending influencer style selfie photo shoots, or purposely hiding your charging devices behind their bags. Gee, I wonder what they are up to?

Btw a short while after she left, which was actually very indicative of somebody up to no good if you ask me because she had tremendous issues getting the bike going, keys issues, issues with the gears, kept trying to raise the foot stand 5-6 times even though it was already raised, but anyway I digress, a short while after she left, a male-female couple arrived and sat near me, both mid to late twenties, girl in another tiny miniskirt. The bloke was holding a bag from the shop which at a glance appeared to have roughly the same items as the baby wipes incident. Large water bottles, breads of some variety, other bits and bobs. He kept dropping out of, presumably, vietnanese to say the word 'Canada'. It was pretty clear they were devoting a large portion of their attention to me. I’ve lived in Canada as it happens.

Seems pretty clear they are refering to the baby wipes, and they are insinuating that I should wash with the baby wipes. And then of course they will try to frame me as some sort of pervert. I know this might seem a bit far fetched, especially to those that haven’t experienced this sort of thing, but it absolutely happens. Are there people sitting in secret closed rooms conspiring against me? Probably not. But is there some combination of emergence, pranksterism, various gangs gossiping about me, ... and maybe a bit of secret planning behind closed doors, yes undoubtably. And as I’ve been trying to illustrate over the past few weeks and months, it’s something that evolves over time, day by day. It’s incredibly pernichous, a slow constantly encroaching evil that nibbles at your heals every single day, happens in boom and bust cycles, with huge crescendos. And those that have never seen or experienced it before are completely hoodwinked by the instigators who say it’s the targetted individual that has mental issues, or has some screws lose. Did I mention that in one of the cafe shop’s I go to, over the past week or so a small collection of actual metal screws has been accumulating right near where I sit. Gee what are the chances? That’s in the penis grafiti place so also some weird pervert shit going on with that.

So anyway, I’m past caring about all this. If you don’t believe me, I don’t care, if it makes me look like I’ve got a screw lose, I don’t care. Let me tell you, if this shit was happening to you, I bet you’d be in a much worse state than me. I’m actually mostly used to it at this stage. Duck off a water’s back as I have occasionally mis-spoken under times of elevated stress and sleep depravation.

So here are yesterday's harrassnent and escallation notes:

• Moody bloke at the internet place being moody again
• Lots of podcast downloads still failing
• Old pervert loan shark lady from the canal approached me again aggressively, totally unprovoked ‘No!’, haven’t seen her in about a month, but she always appears when they starve me and I go down to the canal
• Extreme exaggerated fast walker bloke with the big ring who normally passes in both directions many times, passed once in one direction, then in the opposite direction was walking very slowly. Very unusual.
• Lots of young women wearing green, including skinny girl in the green dress, and the screaming banshee down at the canal
• People taking selfies for ages and ages and ages in places where crazy angry banshee girl in green usually sits, while the crazy girl in green walks past, what are the chances? Right after which I was asked if I would be okay having my photo taken. I politely declined.
• Couples where the bloke is wearing all green being coupley directly in front of me
• Yesterday girl staff member was upset I didn’t go to her till while she was counting a massive wad of green 100000 bills
• The world is upset that I don’t like parsley in my sandwiches. I just don’t like the flavour, it overpowers the other flavours. So I ask for no parsley, and the world thinks how dare you not take our parsley, because the world ultimately wants slaves at an instinctive level
• ‘Aahh’ food goading by gangs of women walking past, finding it all very hilarious that they are starving me

All this is but a small sample. There were also lots of 'our', 'our lie' and a bunch of other you-belong-to-us related harrassment, so much so I’ve just started calmly responding 'No slaves' and if asked, I say 'god says so', and shrug shoulders, which in a sense is actually true. I wonder where the path will lead to this time? Same place it always does.

Me getting mutilated, and everything being blamed on me.

At least the newsletter is already written though :)

PS They are doing that food and anger goading thing again where they give you food that looks half eaten like it might have been reconstituted from a bin. Then the next day they will give you expensive chocolates or croissants. Everything is malicious, everything is some form of perversion, some way of controlling you.

No slaves world! And also stop being perverts, and as you like to say to me, easy peasy! #

It feels like we’re going to get to a place where you either survive by being a slave, or you survive by fighting against being a slave. Either way you are essentially a slave. How would this be in any way a good thing. There must be a better way. #

Lots and lots of harrassment yesterday. I’m too exhausted to write it all up so here are my notes:

• Red tsunami - small bit of red tape on curb this morning, followed by big red bus with small red car parked behind it on way to internet place, followed by motorbike gang stalkers shouting No!
• Porche with side panels with text "catchup"
• Dodgy internet connection today, podcasts keep failing
• Another female influencer doing a seemingly never ending masturbatory photo shoot right up in my face, right next to the graffiti penis
• Another female repeatedly audibly flicking her bra trap directly on front of me, both over and under her T-shirt, in a pink text "piece of cake number 24" T-shirt
• Bra strap girl had turned into another influencer photoshooter
• Both girls were doing that thing where they want to look at you but do not want you to look at them, and then are annoyed that you didn’t look at them
• Empty red topped milk cartons being thrown out of windows
• Girls in miniskirts hiding your charging device plug with their bags, but are then upset that you place your device behind their bag where they are not able to see it

Along with all the female pervert shit noted above, there were threats to completely cut off washing water, and threats by police and the security guard mafia of framing me for some kind of theft that I had absolutely nothing to do with. Also in the middle of the night some weird pedo pervert shit where I was woken up to find on the other side of the road a western man with long heavy metal style hair standing next to motorbike taxi, talking to him. Some evil laughter, then metal bloke says extremely loudly 'I’m just trying to give you a hard time', emphasis on hard, the bloke motortaxi then grabs the metal bloke in a hug around his torso, but because he’s sitting on the bike he’s much lower and it ends up looking very much like a kid hugging a much taller adult. That’s very unusual. It felt very manufactured.

Anyway, what with all the harrassment and weird goings on, I didn’t get any testing done on the reusable workflows feature. I think I found the bug that caused the daily build to not get run yesterday. It appears the repository_dispatch on directive in the workflow yml got deleted while fixing the reusable workflow secret limit bug. I’ll get that merged back in this morning.

Looks like it’s another starvation day, will need to start conserving power again, and that’s been cut off. At least the newsletter is done, though it’s a bit piecemeal because I’ve had to prepare it in stages again, but I was able to add 5 blog posts and something like 9 podcasts, so overall it’s still got quite a lot in there, and they are all pretty awesome shows.

Another day. #

One thing that just doesn’t square for me in the current politics is the left - right paradigm. I listen to a lot of podcasts, many of them are Bitcoin shows, and there are a lot of republicans. But I also listen to quite a lot of democrats. Now obviously there’s a lot of differences in how they view the world.

Here’s the thing that just doesn’t add up for me. I listen to Rory Stewart on the Rest is Politics podcast, and he claims to be conservative, and was in the UK government for many years and travels all around the world doing foreign policy and what not, so you’ve got to think he knows a thing or two about politics. Well he claims that the UK Conservatives, which are a so called right wing party, he says they are basically the equivalent of the US Democrats. That just makes no sense.

It puts the Republicans way way out on the right of the spectrum, much further to the right than even the UK Reform party. In the UK, right of Reform is always portraid as a hop skip and a jump away from fascism. However just based on what I hear day in day out on all these podcasts, the difference between these parties just isn’t that extreme.

It just occurred to me how detached from reality somehow all this is in one way or another. It just doesn’t square with what I hear.

The only thing the UK conservatives, at least the ones I’ve been listening to, and the Democrats really seem to have in common is their hate for Donald Trump, which leads me to believe all the politics is just smoke and mirrors to hide the real thing that’s going on, which is some form of class / rich poor warfare. And it must run extremely deep if you’d be willing to do a complete flip of the orientation of an entire political party, just to express that sentiment.

I’m not sure if I’m explaining this well. Something doesn’t add up. The pieces somehow don’t fit together to form the overall picture. The reality distortion is too big to make sense. #

Yet another crazy synchronicity. I wrote the previous note about how the left - right political spectrum mid way through listenning to the latest Rogan podcast with ex-CIA bloke Mike Baker. I paused it to write the note. Well about 15-20 minutes later and that’s exactly what they are talking about, the 'topsy turvy' left right politics that’s all upside down and makes no sense. This sort of thing happens way too often. That doesn’t add up either imho.

Btw, Mike Baker sounds a lot more like a comedian than an ex-CIA bloke. #

The starvation cycle is in full swing with associated weird harrassment. World pretending not to be on the warpath while being very much on the warpath, If past experience is any guidance, the pervert maybe pedo westerner bloke will make an appearance sometime soon to stir things up. #

Rare is the day I get to start a morning note with some good news. Today is one of those days. I got the main website building and deploying with all the reusable workflows! As they say during football matches, get in! I've been trying to get the reusable workflows working on the main site for close to 3 weeks now, but been slowed down by non-stop warpath world. That combined with an impossible bug. I’m not sure if that’s an existing class of bugs, but it should be.

Every now and then you get a bug that is so devious, so utterly impossible to find, reproduce and fix that you basically completely run out of debugging options. I knew the file that the bug was in, but no matter what I did could not find the bug. It was a yml syntax error apparently, at least according to Github. The way I solved it was to create a minimal reusable workflow, both caller workflow and callee workflow, using the required amount of inputs and secrets. Github had been telling me that as soon as I got to the number of secrets I needed, that there was a syntax error and was refusing to run the workflow. Remove one secret and it worked again.

Once I got the minimal workflows working, I updated the callee workflow to have the same secret names as the production reusable workflow, then updated the production caller workflow to trigger the minimal reusable callee workflow. Once that was working I slowly, and laboriously I might add, rebuilt the callee reusable workflow, piece by piece, each time testing that it was still working. The fact that I only have internet access while standing up at the minute made this incredibly tedious. Something that would normally take a few hours, literally took 3 weeks. But it’s frigging working now. Yesterday evening once it was all working, I renamed the mininal reusable callee workflow, which was now no longer minimal but essentially the second incarnation of the original workflow minus the bug, to be the production reusable workflow and deleted the old one.

So what was the bug? I have no idea. If I find time I might be able to do a diff between the working reusable and the previous non-working one. That’s a bit tricky because of how difficult internet access is, and because of all the harrassment. My priority is to get the feature complete, but maybe I’ll circle back around to it, world willing.

I now have most of the plugins and the main website operational, all building and deploying using the reusable workflows. The feeds plugin still needs to be updated because, just like the main website, uses an npm module cache, but now the website is on the new workflows, the feeds plugin will be very similar. I’ve already made the updates, just need to test.

Then there are a few plugins that don’t have the right 3rd party vendor keys so small pieces aren’t working. Last I checked Amazon only allows two public/private key pairs. It’s likely I’ll actually have to update the AWS credentials for all the workflows, which is actually going to be quite tedious. So more laborious tedium, but I’ll eventually get it complete, and all the repos will build and deploy using the same reusable workflow.

Changing the foundations really takes a long time, especially when you are having to do it under duress. But it will be worth the effort.

As for harrassment, there’s been loads if it, and they are back to their old sex perverted tricks again. Lots of white tsunanis, red anger goading, sex goading with young women wearing unbelievably tiny mini skirts. Soon as I run out of food again they are bound to start the food goading again.

But whatever world, today’s update isn’t about that. #

Oh lordi lord is the world on the warpath this morning while pretending not to be on the warpath. Just listenned to the lastest Rest is Politics, so many bizare synchronicities, from getting on with opposition, people with father issues, bears, worms, MI6 agents called steak knife, and grit in the oyster. And I only started jotting down notes after I was already half way through.

Anyway, even if they are warpathers, it’s still a good podcast worth listening to. And probably they aren’t so either way, worth listening to.

The Rest is Warpaths? #

The beautiful improbabilties of a world on the warpath: a seemingly endless stream of bizarely appropriate, somewhat unsettling, and always mostly entertaining podcasts.

Take for example this one I literally just listenned to:

The beautiful paradoxes of a multi-cultural identity by Farhad Modhit

Truely wonderful, as I try my best not to be a dirty foreign bastard or a slave or both. The world of course is literally trying to do the exact opposite. Mindboggling.

No doubt hate me even more world! #

The previously very timely podcast was followed literally immediately by another. I’m not going to say much about it for fear of unbalancing the universe again, need to be more equaniminous.

It’s a wonderful conversation though, the Trussell - Nichtern ones always are, all sorts of interesting buddhism stuff translated into regular people talk. #

Lots of gang stalker harrassment yesterday and through the night. There was actually quite a bit the day before but I was too tired to write about it. I’m still tired now but here are the notes I jotted down:

• Yesterday (i.e day before yesterday) - whole series of one thing after another situations, sweat bread vendor hiding, sandwich bloke getting literally everything wrong with my sandwich while butch woman front run me having to correct him, then lots of anger goading in shop cafe, including staff violently upset at me asking for a slightly bigger plastic bag, then shouting No when I said wow to their violent behaviour, then girl upstairs randomly saying No at me for no reason whatsoever, then red coke bottle top being left outside the toilet door, and just lots of that sort of thing
• Video game tutter bloke continuously doing his huffing and puffing and tutting in the shop cafe today. His moody warpathing girlfriend has already made an appearance. They’ve been showing off their new gold wedding rings, and generally lording it over everyone. Such brats.
• Shop staff injecting ambiguous messages as they go to the toilet / go to empty the bin again. This time they were on the phone, ending conversation with ‘buy’. Seems that ‘hilarious’ joke is still active.
• The world is doing that thing where it waits until just before you are about to start doing something you had planned to do and then yah’ing you.

Yesterday evening the sandwich shop bloke that sometimes get very moody, who has been rather chill the past few weeks, was once again quite moody. Banging things around aggressively, then doing that thing
with the plastic bag where they hold the handle open so you can slide your hand into it, but I never do because it’s clearly a power move when the person doing it isn’t totally clueless, which is clearly the case here. He also double bagged the customer before me's 2 sandwiches, which is unnusual.

The rest of the evening was full of escallations, and I won’t get into them here but it got to the point where literally anything I did that involved 2 things, so for example, hanging out 2 sox to dry since they got wet in the rain, or just crossing both my feet or basically anything was interpreted as some kind of rebellion, and escallated. Even sitting still was met with more warpathing, including anger and food goading.

Interestingly I was up 4 times during the night to go to the bathroom, and I didn’t eat or drink anything much different to usual, so makes me wonder if moody sandwich bloke put something in my food.

It all coincides with the start of what looks likely to be another starvation cycle which will no doubt involve the typical water and power being cut off.

This morning already some gang stalker harrassment from one of the exercise cyclists: 'We ahh'.

Managed to write several notes and blog posts yesterday, but it was really just me catching up with things following the last couple of weeks intense harrassment. It doesn’t feel like progress, just me being stuck and being forced to spin my wheels so to speak.

There was a slightly older than me gentleman sitting on a chair near the place I bought breakfast yesterday morning. He was popping bubbles on a massive sheet of bubble wrap. The woman who put the takeaway breakfast together was pleasant right up until I left at which point she got aggressive for no reason. She’s done that several times before. I just kept calm and said 'thank you warpather'.

I made a bit of progess on the reusable workflow. The empty test reusable with the correct number of secrets works, with all the same secret names and optional secrets etc. So now I need to test triggering the test reusable from the real workflow. Once that works I can start to rebuild the reusable piece by piece. This probably doesn’t make much sense, but basically it’s the last resort when nothing works and debugging doesn’t work, you have to essentially start to rebuild the file from scratch checking each time that it’s still working. It’s a total pain.

Another day. Not looking forward to the starvation and bullying that will no doubt increase today. Then I’ll be catching up again for a few days, then it will all start over. It’s a miracle I get anything done at all. #

Two somewhat weird synchronicities that occurred to me vis-a-vis the Telegram Pavel Durov situation.

First is that two days before he was arrested, two women likely in their 40s, stopped to talk with me, in our conversation they were trying to find out if I was belgian and if I was russian. Seemed odd to me since I don’t, as far as I am aware, sound or look to be from either of those places. Durov is of course from Russia and has french citizenship. Bit of a strange coincidence.

Also I read in one of the articles that he changed his name in France to Du Rov. It does make his name sound very french, but I think it’s a bit of a strange coincidence that Rov is probably best associated with the famous US Roe v Wade legal case, which is all about the right to have an abortion. Given that the charges against the Telegram CEO involve platforming pedophiles, I find that a strange coincidence. The literal translation of the french version of his name then would be something like "From the Right to Abortion", or maybe even just "From the Abortion".

Yes slightly far fetched, but I think could be significant. We live in a very strange world. #

I’ve heard in podcasts this morning that Macron actually uses Telegram to send info to journalists, he has a public Telegram channel. The fact that he prefered to use a foreign product perhaps says something. Ultimately who do you want evesdroping on your conversations? The president has to make the same decision as all of us.

Also isn’t it weird that this whole debacle should happen in France, a country famous for it’s revolutions. How would they organise a revolution in 2024? Or have revolutions been eradicated? #

Peter McCormack [41:16]: "How do I crystallise this in a way that people go ‘Pete I’ve watched you for seven years make this podcast and travel around the world and do Bitcoin, and somehow your life seems okay and my life is going to shit. I can’t seem to translate it, but I’m trying so hard. It’s like I can’t crystallise it."

The world sequences things in the most unnexpected ways sometimes. ☮️✌️🕊 #

Fake Doctors Real Friends: "Former high-level CIA operatives John Sipher and Jerry O'Shea walk Zach and Donald through how they would craft fake conspiracies to help solve real crimes. Learn what kind of person the CIA is looking for and how you could become a member."

Zach and Donald are CIA stooges? Nooooooooooo. #

The world is doing it’s yes yes yes yes yes yes no thing again today. It’s very disorientating for your body, and quite annoying, and occasionally dangerous. But what can you do? Not much apart from wait till it blows over and turns into the new new thing. Yesterday the world was so on the warpath all day it was uterly ridiculus. I managed to ignore it all, which seemed to make it worse. The world just pretended even more to not be on the warpath while being even more on the warpath.

Anyway, today maybe I’ll be able to rebuild the reusable deploy workflow so as to fix the mystery syntax error.

Nough said. #

Are people constantly escalating everywhere because we are living in an actual exponentially escalating technology fractal?

We humans are all so dumb sometimes. We think we’re like really smart but we’re just not that far from our monkey see, monkey do past. All the instances of being dumb get conveniently forgotten about. But we always find another, possibly even dumber, way to be dumb. It just so happens that we are also getting smarter so it all sort of cancels out. But we are so dumb.

I bet the furries think we are fucking hilarious.

There will of course be a contingent that righteously believe the escallations are causing the exponentially escalating technology fractal in the first place, and are thus a good thing.

The escallationists think they themselves are both hilarious and indispensibly important, but they hate pandas for some unknown reason.

Oh noes.

I’m not even smart enough to make this note all perfect and lovely. #

Wouldn’t it be strange if now, or some time in the future, it turned out that racism doesn’t actually exist, that it’s a ghost in the machine so to speak, a misunderstanding. That the people accused of being racist were actually reacting to being trapped in some way, and the perhaps unwitting trappers interpreted this as racism. And I wonder if, bizarrely, should such a situation occur, whether it could lead to actual racism since the person being trapped sees it happen so often that they just front run these events and ‘act like a racist’ even before such an event occurs. Yeah I know it’s weirdly circular, very chicken and egg, but sometimes the world gets into a right old twist. #

Just going through old notes from the past couple of weeks to catchup with things. Thought this was worth publishing. Even if it’s not a completely finished perfect thought, I think it highlights some frustration with the levels of hypocracy in politics at the minute. I had titled it Fuck politics.

Democrats will literally tell you that they want you to have control over your body when it comes to abortion, while simultaneously trying to control every other aspect of your life including your body!

Republicans will literally tell you they want you to have freedom while simultaneously infiniti belittling you so you can never get ahead in life!

It’s bullcrap infiniti on both sides.

FuCk PiLitacS indeed. #

Another one from my notes cleanup. This one stems from all the weird pedo pervert apocalypse that happened last week. At one of the locations, right in the middle of all that stuff, one of the regular locals shouted at a mechanic up the road just before leaving on a motorbike:

"They go bear"

That was accompanied by some rather evil sounding laughter. The context around this is that at another location I go to nearby, some gang stalkers have grafiti’d the words 'Beor Loose' just were I sit. So often that’s thrown at me as part of the harrassment, often during starvation periods they put me through.

The individual in question in this case is always around young children, and I think the double meaning here is quite obvious. I don’t know why it happened, it feels like some form of intimidation, that’s why I write about it now.

Another thing that happened, either right before, or shortly afterwards, I forget exactly the sequence of events as there was so many things happening, was this individual clearly saying 'you learn' to me while they were buying something from a nearby vendor.

I have nothing else to say about it apart from it’s very f-ing weird. #

Relatively okay day yesterday. There was some small amount of harrassment here and there but I was able to ignore it. The girl staff in the shop cafe that always seems to be doing a C3PO from Srar Wars impression was a bit weird. I noticed that her thing is to always be slightly ahead of you in whatever interaction you have with her, so she's always in some way waiting for you. So she will move very quickly, then slow down, move very quickly, then slow down. But the whole charade stops as soon as she’s done interacting with customers, she’s completely normal with other staffers. Naturally I did the same thing to her while buying a second coffee and some biscuits. Evidently this was not appreciated, because right after finishing the coffee she materialised from downstairs on her way to the toilet, casually making a fake sneeze 'choo' sound as she passed.

The only other thing was that, quite predictably, the penis grafiti has spread so now there is also a sticker of a cartoon fast car on the wall next to the bathroom. Someone’s obviously tried to scratch it off but it’s too well on the wall to be easily removed. What a shame the walls had been nice and white for so long, now it’s being over run with vandalism. Before long the whole place will no doubt become unusable and be shutdown for a renovation or something.

Forgot to mention a couple of days ago that a lot of the time when sketchy lady with the fancy hat turns up, a bit later towards the end of whatever money dealings she’s up to, a sort of twin of her shows up, hangs around, usually sitting on the other side of me. She also had a fancy hat, but more importantly is dressed in a very similar style as OG woman with fancy hat. She’s the same exact height. She’s basically a twin. Weird.

I made some progress on the reusable workflow. As suspected the minimal example with 17 secrets works totally fine. Even tried a variant with the same number of required and optional secrets. Also works. So who knows where the bug is. The only thing left to do is laboriously rebuild the production workflow piece by piece, testing each time if it’s still working. Eventually, hopefully it will work and I can do a diff to see what was different.

Not much blog post inspiration at the minute. #

Some interesting subtleties about Telegram’s encryption implementation. Firstly the UX is a bit weird: although they advertise as being a fully encrypted product, they only offer end-2-end encryption on 2 person chats, not group chats, and it’s not the default, and to enable it you have to hunt through deeply burried settings, and even then it only works if the other person in the chat is online when you setup the chat.

Also their encryption implementation is a little bit "non standard". The author of the article linked above suggests that combining all these subtleties, it would be understandable if some people formed the view that their implementation was in some way malicious, i.e. user hostile. IMO there are a huge amount of right up to the line and no further situations in this story.

Like a weird honey pot inside a honey pot inside a honey pot. A honey pot fractal? Is that even a thing? Why did Pavel get fired for trying to unresign? There’s definitely something uncanny about this whole thing.

Has this entire story been written by an AI? #

I’m finding this whole Mike Lynch british entrepreneur super yacht sinking story very weird. Especially the latest bit about him being interested in this bizare and very dark Letby case.

It’s weird to me that Letby has been given 15 life sentences, and 2 days ago I wrote about a RL conversation I had with a person I said apparently works 15 simultaneous jobs or something. What an odd coincidence. And especially, given the details of the case, right after the pedo pervert apocalypse.

Also since numerology is clearly trending, what’s up with all the sevens in this article? I feel like all this is going to be fed into a powerful AI and turned into the next Iron Maiden album cover art or something.

Did I mention that yesterday morning a street food vendor ordered me to 'buy', as I stood there, after I communicated to his female collegue what dish I wanted and she was preparing it, and I was quite clearly waiting already holding the money in my hand to pay. This was, judging on the smile and chuckles they made, very funny to them.

Come on world, you are clearly warpathing at extreme levels. #

Oh and Ronny Chieng hates Smiths now.

Come on world, wouldn’t you prefer a nice game of non-escallating normality? #

Joe Rogan and Luis Elizondo discuss the possibility that non-human higher intelligences live among us:

Luis: To this day in China, we have the Panda bear exhibits. What do we do? We don’t disrupt the pandas, we wear panda suits. It sounds silly but you can actually get online and see zoo keepers wearing panda suits because they want to interfere as least as possible with the natural flora and fauna there inside the exhibit.

Rogan: Do you think there are non-human intelligences that look like us, moving around with us, living amongst us?

Luis: Do I think it’s possible? Well we are doing it already with the panda bears.

OMG, politicians are going to turn into furries. #

The big thing yesterday was nodding. Literally everywhere I went people would nod their heads at me. People of all ages and all walks of life, all nodding. It must have happened 20-30 times during the day. Like someone sent them all a memo to nod at everyone, or certainly at me. It started while I was writting yesterday’s morning note, and at about the same exact time I started getting a blocked nose and sneezing. That continued for much of the day. Seems to have subsided now.

It was a slow day yesterday, hardly anything in the way of food, though I had an instant coffee left from the Nescafe marketing people so had that with cold water early morning, listenned to quite a few podcasts before getting tired. Got gifted a small sandwich, which tasted pretty good, even though it was processed meats. It’s amazing how food tastes when you’re starving.

There was a lot of harrassment yesterday evening. There was clearly something organised. I spent much of the day down by the canal. Weather was mediocre but nice to be in the open space there. On the way to the internet place that evening to send out the newsletter promo and schedule next week’s issue, all along the route there were people waiting to shout harrassment at me. From security guards aggresively shouting 'gay', to customers sitting out from of cafes shouting various rude stuff, to just randoms scaterred everywhere doing the same, it was just vile hate being thrown at me the entire way.

I was listening to music as I was walking, something I don’t like doing because it puts my device and earphones at risk, but it drowns out the harrassment, so it’s just about possible to ignore it. But of course I end up having to put myself in danger. Ultimately that’s the worst thing about the harrassment, it’s fucking dangerous a lot of the time.

Today I’m hoping to get the minimal repo I created to reproduce the reusable workfkow secrets bug. Looks like I’ll be able to buy some food and hot water. But I’m playing catchup again, laundry, washing etc, so not expecting to get a huge amount done. By the time I’ll be caught up it will be the end of the day.

It’s all just so hopeless, things that take a few hours or even minutes when your life is all functional can literally take weeks. The reusable workflow is a great example. It’s literally been 3 weeks now that I’ve been trying to finish that, but the world just keeps blocking me in one way of another. It’s like I’m in a different universe. Then regular folks just don’t believe you are so stuck, and start testing you to check if you are lying or not, which makes everything even more exponentially harder. I’m spending 90% of my time just dealing with warpath world.

Already a lot of loud warpathing this morning from the gang stalkers. That was started by early morning bycicle singing lady. She hasn’t been past in a while. That’s been followed by several high jinks loud shouting motorbike gang stalkers. That sort of stuff usually stops around 3am so it’s odd that it’s still happening now. #

Yesterday was kind of a washout productivity-wise, the world is doing it’s thing again where it pretends to be helping but literally every bit of help has a malicious component. Here are my notes from yesterday morning:

• The bloke in hot water shop yesterday kept on saying the word sim over and over
• There’s a bycicle vendor that passes the internet place all the time, his loud speaker always has a message that says "your sim lie"
• This morning the white bag gifted to me during the night had a packet of noodles
• No hot water but yesterday the lady that gave me an expensive pizza from bakery gave me a large bottle of water
• Btw I had stomach issues during the night because of the pizza
• At the internet place this morning it started to rain, it got kind of cold
• I went to the park to eat the food, would have been nice to have hot water I thought to myself since it’s cold, but can’t get any since no money and clearly police are watching my every move
• Put blanket around my shoulders to keep warm, had shelter from rain under some trees, sort of a light drizzle rain rather than downpour
• Prepared the noodles with cold water
• Openned the noodles to find oddly that there were 2 oil packets. Normally only 1. I decided to throw both away. No way to clean the bowl in any case, oil would just make things more difficult
• It occurred to me how silly this is as it could be interpreted as a sort of protest
• 2 minutes later a park sweeper lady passed and swept my potentially-a-protest away, under the carpet so to speak
• A moment later somebody nearby said ‘we know’
• There are no words, just when you think your imagination had gone too far, nope it was spot on, they really are that insane about controlling everything
• Oh and guess what Joe Rogan pod just dropped an episode interview with philosopher Jack Symes about beating the evil god problem. What are the chances?

So that was the morning. I tried to listen to podcasts but that was very difficult as the world kept setting up warpath situations all around me. From a very "hot" young woman wearing unbelievably white tight jeans on even more unbelievably long legs, standing right in front of me recording some sort of influencer youtube video no doubt. It was like some sort of beauty product shoot, with her long hair being tossed in all directions. There was just no way to concentrate on evil god philosophy. What are the chances?

And to accompany the white jeans Miss Influencer, directly to my right was a bloke with loads of tastey food stuffing his face. Made my bag of sweet snacks and cold water noodles seem a bit underwhelming. So in both possible sitting orientations on the bench I was sitting at, I was forced to watch some sort of anger goading performance. In the end Miss Influencer got in a big huff about her camera or something and stormed off. Eventually I decided there wasn’t any point trying to fight the warpathing world that was oppositing literally everything I was doing in some way. I was also getting sleepy because not much sleep last night.

I went back to the internet place, updated this week’s newsletter with some additional podcasts and blog posts I managed to get through during the week. It looked like it was about to rain anyway. At another location a bit later there was a gang of Nescafe marketing people giving out free coffee samples. That was nice however would have been useful when I was falling alseep a bit earlier, and they also didn’t have any hot water. So I had an instant coffee made with cold water. Nearly choked on it as initially the coffee hadn’t disolved.

Still the coffee was quite nice nevertheless. But the moment didn’t last long before the small middle aged well dressed but super sketchy lady that used to sell cigarettes next to the nearby primary school showed up. Recently she’s ditched the cigarettes and now appears to be some sort of loan shark. She always wears a sort of fancy hat, like she’s of to the vietnamese horse racing or something. It’s hard to tell exactly what she’s doing but people keep showing up, sit next to her, she taps away on her feature phone, taps away on a calculator, they sometimes give her some small amount of money, then she gives them more money in return. Mostly small amounts like 1-40 USD, but in local currency. It’s bizare. She always sits right near me, so I have to move, because I don’t want to be associated with whatever it is she’s doing. Remember the police from earlier that was saying 'money' over and over, well they were positioned exactly where loan shark with fancy hat woman sits. She has her own fold out chair, and a small stool for her, I guess, customers, who 90% of the time are the same exact people.

Later I got visited by maybe a pedo soap opera westerner bloke. The guy that featured in the recent weird pedo pervert bullying escallations. He bought me a large Coke and a bottle of water, while only getting himself a small no sugar coke, gave me a lecture about how sugar makes you fat. Btw he chose what he bought for me. He was banging on about his job, which seems to change every few days, he apparently works 15 simultaneous jobs or something, and is literally always in trouble with his boss. It was all cash in hand not quite legal, but somehow the story has evolved and now it’s salaried, but not enough, and there is some issues with Visas or something. He has previously tried to get me to work in something he would organise. "Just let me know and I’ll make a call, I know people. Oh and you’ll work" he said while slowly nodding and raising his eyebrows. "You’ll work...every...single...day". Always super sketchy about how it’s organised. He also previously told me that near where he lived the people are kind of hardcore. Said he was speaking to a young boy of about 5 years old out in the street. Apparently the boy later got in trouble with his father, and the father threw him out of the window, the boy fell to his death splaterred on the sidewalk. He said it was horrible. He has a lot of these strange sorts of stories.

We chatted for a bit, weird conversation, his wife had been away for two weeks, and his place was in a mess, he needed to clean it up before she got back. I wished him best of luck with his last minute cleanup operation as he left. We talked about health and processed foods being unhealthy.

Later got gifted a bag full of sweet foods and breads and a ginormous industrial size packet of baby wipes. That’s really unusual. What are the chances that should happen right after the pedo apocalypse bullying cycle?

I ended up not drinking most of the large coke because it turned out that it wasn’t regular coke, it had lime in it, so it just tasted like rum and coke, pretty gross. When I mentioned it to pedo westerner bloke he said 'oh my bad' in the most deadpan I’m not sorry at all infact I most likely did it on purpose you’ve ever seen. Still there’s a tiny minuscule chance he 'got confused' I suppose.

The garbage bin was surrounded by construction workers, so I placed the 2/3 undrunk bottle in the curb along with all the wrappers from all the sweet snacks, which was called 'food' as it was given to me, all neatly packed so they didn’t fly off in the wind. Later the garbage sweeper bloke had a pop at me for daring to leave garbage in the curb, nevermind that that’s literally what everyone does here. Certainly the construction workers and weird old laddies do. I guess it’s different rules for me though isn’t it.

I was just thinking that I’d had way too much sugar that day, having had a bag full of mostly sugar stuff in the morning, a large bottle of gross lime coke and another bag full of sugar stuff, and wouldn’t it be nice to eat some real food, when a motorbike bloke stopped and gave me a takeaway food styrofoam box. I gestured thank you, he drove off, I openned the box to find a single fat slab of heavily processed meat, on a bed of something I’ve never seen before. A bit like rice but it’s combined with small bits of sweet gelatiney type stuff, all a yellow color. Was it a sweet dish, was it a savory dish, impossible to tell. It certainly wasn’t the most appealing food in the world. You win yet again world, while yet again pretending that I’m the winner.

So that was yesterday. Didn’t get much done.

Today already some harassment, anger goading type stuff, with people wearing head to toe red outfits pacing up and down the road like an angry bull. Also motorbike driveby gang stalkers, but I’ve mostly been ignoring it.

At least I’ve already written and scheduled today’s newsletter.

I’ve been sneezing all morning, and had a blocked nose earlier, but that seems to have disapeared. Just me getting mutilated again, nothing to see here, please move along.

Someone has also been accumulating rocks nearby where I sit, where I’ve previously been assaulted several times already, including rocks and bricks to the body and face. There’s a small pile of them now. Intimidation much?

No doubt I’ll be blamed for being on the warpath, even though quite clearly it’s the other way around.

Probably going to be another one of those days. #

It’s not even daylight yet and I’m neck deep in harrassment, intimidation, lies, bullying, people creating problems, complaining about those, problems, escallating and escallating, and ultimately being blamed. Is it any wonder that I’m completely stuck world? Get your foot off my neck. And now I’m literally being yah’d by the motorbike gang stalkers, very aggressively I might add. That’s literal slavery.

Let’s back up. A couple of days ago, I was involved in a clearly manufactured situation that got very dangerous, I was nearly killed by on-coming traffic. This was following some weird pedophile based harrassment culminating in a yellow tsunami from tourist motorbike taxis, some of whom knew about the attempted murder of me earlier that day. They were referencing it and finding it hilarious.

The morning after the attempted murder, there was all sorts of weird sex goading and general harrassment everywhere I went. One thing I didn’t mention was that among this, when I got to the internet place, I think it was yesterday morning, which was the day after the attempted murder, there were some traffic police waiting just up the road from the internet place, parked sort of hiding behind a blue bus. I spotted them ahead of time. It’s very unusual for them to be in that place. What are the chances they would be there the day after I got essentially pushed into oncoming traffic?

I thought it was a bit odd at the time, well wouldn’t you know it this morning I got woken up by a traffic police motorbike apparently stoping a male motorbike driver and his female passenger. Right on front of me, and in the exact place where the 3 yellow motorbike taxis had shouted 'care care care!' referencing the murder attempt the day before. As the police gave the driver and passenger a hard time for whatever they had done to merrit being stopped, he kept saying the english word 'money' over and over, in amongst what was presumably vietnamese. He also quite clearly and loudly said the word 'yellow'. Eventually he drove off, on his police bike with the all in black military police bloke that was with him. The whole incident took quite a long time, it sort of felt like they were waiting for something.

At that point, I noticed that somebody had left a white plastic bag with various snack foods. That’d great because I have nothing to eat today. As soon as I picked up the bag, the male and female that had been stopped by the police, said something in english, I can‘t remember exactly what, but it was clear they were waiting for me to find the bag. So the whole situation, which involved actual real police, on an actual real police motorbike, was a staged manufactured incident.

A short while later as I was gathering myself for the day ahead, a motorbike gang stalker drove past shouting 'go home'. Then shortly after, the very aggressive one passed shouting 'yah!'.

How is it even possible to get ahead in life, to not get caught up in crime, to just live, when literally everyone, including the fucking police are in on the grift, which involves enslaving you, constantly harrassing you, and possibly murdering you? And what about if the fucking journalists are in some way in on it too? Who are you going to call?

Answer me that world, because I’m all out of ideas. All the doors are closed. Every god dam thing is a contradiction, and I’m being blamed for everything, blamed for being blamed, blamed just for existing. Infiniti AI nightmare trap much?

This is the sort of collective action that is not one bit good. It maskerades as help, but really is the mob collaborating to keep you down in the gutter. It’s literally happening to me.

So maybe I’ll be able to test the minimal repo I created yesterday, in between harrassments, to test the strange 18 secret limit bug I have experiencing on reusable workflows this past week.

It’s literslly 95% dealing with the world’s extreme bullcrap at the minute, 5% on getting myself out of the trap I’m stuck in. How is this fair in any way world? #

There was much sex related bullying and goading for the rest of the day yesterday with women food vendors calling 'com suon' which is rice pork, 'come soon' instead, then later as I was eating the food I'd bought, 2 girls sitting in front of me continuously repeating 'com suon'. And the bloke shop staff saying 'I love you' to the customer ahead of me as they departed. And just constant small things like that. But at least I was able to buy some food and eat something. It felt like people were trying to make me sneeze the whole day, but I didn’t catch a runny nose or sneezing fits thankfully.

The soup vendor that occasionally offers me free soup did that again, and a variation on that old pattern emerged where he was saying it was free and the big gruff bloke also working the food stand was saying pay. I confirmed it was free with the bloke that had initially approached me. He speaks quite good english so I confirmed it was indeed free. No major repurcussions until now.

I listenned to some pretty good podcasts on politics and solo development. Made a lot of notes. Had a few ideas for some blog posts. Perhaps today I’ll find time between the harrassments to write a few. No progress on the reusable workflows yet, hopefully that will happen too. Charged all my devices and caught up with laundry. Hopefully today will be a bit more productive now that I’ve caught up with things. It’s a bit disheartening to know that by tomorrow another starvation cycle will have started, and it will all start over and I’ll be catching up for days only to get maybe 1/2 a day of productivity before it starts over again. #

Something else worth mentioning that I forgot about. The weird western bloke with the bald head that walks slowly showed up twice. First I passed him when I went to a place along the canal I haven’t been to in a while 2 days ago. Later that evening, he passed by in a totally different location. He used to apear all the time during COVID. He’s kind of creepy, has this strange vibe like he’s at an invisible funeral, walking slowly, head hanging down. He was wearing a purple tshirt. I mention it because it’s bound to turn into some sort of warpath. #

There was a bunch of aftermath escallations following yesterday’s attempt attempt on my life, but also a continuation of the kids in yellow thing, which morphed into a more generalised gangs with a yellow person thing, and yesterday turned into a full blown yellow tsunami. In the evening yesterday, a huge gathering of motorbikes, probably around 30-40 bikes, installed themselves on the opposite side of the road, directly in front of me.

They do this occasionally, have been doing it for several months now. It’s ostensibly some kind of city tour for groups that stay in the nearby hotel. The thing is all the drivers wear bright yellow tshirts. And the other thing is they always seem to appear at the end of a bullying cycle. I call this thing a yellow tsunami, because the whole color tsunami thing happens quite often, usually with red, white and yellow. Something will happen, some sort of manufactured incident, and a color is anchored to that incident, escallations follow, culminating in a tsunami, where a sea of that color materialises. Sounds weird, but it definutely happens.

Are all the participants in a tsunami aware they are tsunamying? Probably not, but some definitely are. Take yesterday’s yellow tsunami for example, about 5 minutes after they arrived, 3 of the yellow tshirted drivers went to the shop behind me. They returned, each with a large bottle of cold water. As they crossed the road right in front of me to get back to their bikes, all three shouted in unison "care, care, care!", followed I might add by gaffows of laughter. Well guess what, it sounded familiar, and sure enough I remembered a few moments later what had happened earlier that day. When I essentially got forced into on-comming traffic, extremely dangerously, the thing I shouted very loudly to get the bikes that were heading directly at me to slow down was "Carefull!", repeatedly. So it’s pretty obvious that least some of them knew about that, which happened in a totally different location. This isn’t a small town either, this is a massive city.

There was a bunch of other stuff, mostly drive by motorbike stalker harrassment stuff. One thing worth mentioning is that it’s pretty clear the gang stalkers organise set pieces, with several of them passing in succession, each shouting or doing something related. For example a bloke walked by with a tshirt with only the large letters on the front 'RUN'. Moments later an older bloke on a bicycle passed by, he passes quite often, very often cranky with a gargoyle type voice, very tanned and shriveled face. He was doing a mean face and pointing directly at me. That was followed a few minutes later by another bloke on a bycicle, who was basically a younger better looking version of the old cranky bloke. He looked at me as he passed and as soon as eye contact was made he looked away very quickly as if he was scared. Given all the weird pedo and pervert shit from the past few days, this seems very much like a set piece to me.

This morning a motorbike gang stalker did a driveby shouting 'allow'. That’s another one of their favorites during a yellow tsunami. It’s because the words sound so similar. It’s mind control at best but often also anger goading. Today it happened moments before morning yellow lady passed by. She passes by every morning, about the time I get up, crosses the road directly in front of me. She always wears a yellow tshirt. They are 'allowing' me to get up and leave. This sort of thing happens everywhere. They want total control of you at all times.

Okay enough chatter, the plan for today is the write a few blog posts and maybe create a minimal example of the reusable workflow secrets limit issue if I have time. Looks like I’ll be able to get some food today, and they allowed me eat something last night so I have some energy today.

Hopefully the harrassment won’t be too intense today. #

Just got to the internet place. Clearly another bullying cycle has started. First, earlier while I was writting the previous note, a motorbike gang stalker drove past, the bloke driving had a really horse voice, sounds like he has some vocal chord issues, perhaps a polip, something I have had btw, so I know what it sounds like. Well guess what, in one of the shop cafes I often go to, every afternoon a bloke shows up that has literally the same voice. Anyhow he drives past blah blahing about something or other, and the long legged girl sitting on the back says loudly 'I love'.

A short while later I make my way to the internet place, on route I first have to walk around a small mound of used white tissues that have been left scattered. This had stopped happening, but I guess they are back to their old tricks again. I continue to the corner where the dead rat was previously left and also a brick on a separate a
occasion. It’s been a while since the weird old lady that does her pretend humping exercise was there, but she’s there again this morning, both hands holding the fence, legs spread, doing her weird pretend humping thing.

I am reminded at this point that yesterday in the park, right after I had nearly been murdered, so I was quite shell shocked, sitting resting, some badmington players, a bloke and young woman about the same age were having a conversation. The girl kept using the english word 'money' over and over. When I looked directly opposite me about 30 yards away, suddenly an old lady who had been standing there waiting, sprung into action, opened a wallet and looked through it for a few moments, then put it away, put her two hands on the bench near her and started doing the pretend humping thing. Same as the weird old lady from the dead rat / brick corner. I said something, I can’t remember what, it wasn’t rude or overly loud, just enough for her to hear me, she scurried away very quickly. There were loads more strange incidents that I won’t go into now.

I continue to the next corner where there is a middle aged slightly large lady wearing head to toe the brightest white outfit ever, very keen to try to make eye contact with me as I pass. Is this the start of the white tsunami that I predicted? I guess we shall see. The thing that makes me think I’m entering a white tsunani is that the shop cafe where the polup horse voice guy shows up, is the place where recently on the very white walls a small erect penis + balls with a forward slash / above it, was grafiti’d on the wall, just to the right and a few meters on front of where I sit, so it’s always in some way in my periferal vision.

I did write recently that I like urban art, but let’s be honest, this isn’t quite Banksy caliber art we’re talking about here. It’s juvenile crap being used by pervert gang stalkers to sexually harrass people.

Another thing that happened as I walked to the internet place, a motorbike taxi, wearing yellow tshirt, stopped to ask if I wanted a ride. That’s extremely unusual at this time in the morning. I can only remember one other time a moto taxi stoped during this walk at this hour. This time he simply said 'Be the one, motorbike?'. That was about 50 yards before encountering the all in white woman at the corner. And guess what, I followed Keanu Reeves yesterday on Threads. What are the chances?

Btw, murderer bloke from yesterday is once again in a mood and pretending to blow his nose everytime he passes me as he moodily walks up and down the path preparing the sandwich stand. #

I managed to finish listening to several podcasts I had started listening to yesterday. Very low on energy atm though because I’ve hardly been able to eat anything. Hardly any food and lots of bullying. The bags are so much heavier when you haven’t eaten in a few days.

I went to an old spot I hadn’t been to in a while yesterday near the canal. They have taken away some of the benches I would previously sit on. On the opposite side of the canal all the benches have been replaced with concrete seats that don’t have backrests, a bit like the seats you get at bus stops. I guess they no longer want people to spend too much time outside. Without back support it’s a lot harder to sit for long periids of time.

The only benches remaining were the ones whose legs had been entombed in the pathway’s cement. It’s almost as if this has happened before and the previous lot took measures to ensure they would always have some benches with back rests.

Didn’t get any coding done yesterday. The secrets bug is still blocking everything. I’m going to have to write another energency newsletter early while I’ve still got power, then turn everything off until I can charge the devices up again. I’m so sick of these mini boom bust cycles.

Another thing, anytime I start doing anything with my device, a group of people appear and just sort of start loutering nearby, lightly chatting, but it’s like fake chatting or something. Their actions feel in some way connected to what you are doing. It becomes really impossible to do anything, because they are incredibly distracting. The closer you get to whatever it us you are figuring out, the worse it gets. Happened yesterday in the park, along the canal, and this morning outsite the shop.

There appears to be another one of those regime changes. It’s like I’m being forced into so called bad behavior, because I have to stand up to the bullying, abd ind group rewards me for it while another does the opposite. I also appear to get rewarded when I get mutilated, especially if I accidentaly do it to myself.

The sunburn from a few days ago is quite painful today. Feels like it’s going to be another struggle today. Not so nice and quiet this morning, lots of loud people shouting as they drive past, like there’s something in the air.

Feels like the world is about to be unhappy with everything again.

Almost forgot, there was another camicaze earth worm yesterday. It was trying to cross the road. No earth worms doing basically anything for 5 years, then suddenly in the space of a few weeks it’s like some sort of earthworm apocalypse. They keep appearing in places I go to or routes I walk along. Perhaps there’s an earthworm health thing going on. The one yesterday got run over by a motorbike a few seconds after I noticed it. The poor thing recoiled in pain, flopped around for a bit and eventually sort of disapeared into a small shrivelled mound of earthworm skin. Much like how a witch disolves into bubbling putrid green stuff when it dies. Kind of gross. Poor little guy. This aggression against earth worms has to stop I tell you!

If it turns out that god is in fact a very evolved giant earthworm in the sky, let’s please all remember I stood up for the earthworms. Thank you. #

Well I haven’t as predicted had a brick thrown in my face, or fallen out of a window, or starved to death (yet), but earlier was involved in a very dangerous manufactured incident where I ended up inadvertantly walking out into head on traffic. It’s the second time that something like this has happened in around a month.

Last time there was a gang of teenagers taking photos that appeared to be waiting for me, as I arrived to cross the road to get to the place I can get internet, they suddenly changed direction, walking straight at me. With my heavy bags I was unnable to stop and was forced down the high curb right into on coming traffic. It’s a very busy road, luckily I was able to manouvre between the motorbikes and cars.

This time the situation occurred pretty much in the exact same spot but on the other side of the road. The only difference is there is no curb on that side. I had been using the internet in between the two cafes there. I have to stand to use the internet there. One of the locals that helps run a mobile sandwich stand that’s there most weekday mornings, had been warpathing me all morning. It started with him spitting behind me as he walked past, which was followed by several loud noises each time he passed near me.

I’d been standing for over an hour when I decided to leave as I was getting very tired. I collected my heavy bags and somewhat abscent mindedly and tired, as I haven’t eaten much the past few days as they are starving me again, walked to the side of the road to cross. There was a ton of on coming traffic, and as I reached the side of the road, the local bloke suddenly jumped up from the seat next to the food stand moving very fast in my direction. I took my eyes off the road to look behind me to see what was heading towards me. He then pretended to be blowing his nose onto the floor, holding one nostril, but really he was trying to suprise and scare me. And it worked because with the momentum of the bags, by the time I’d turned my head back to the traffic I was already fully in the road. With no way to stop the only thing possible was to continue crossing which was fine until mid way across the road. At that point there were no gaps in the traffic and a tight group of motorbikes headed directly at me, one after the other. I only made it across the road by shouting 'careful' extremely loudly repeatedly which had the effect of speeding up the breaking of the motorbikes. It was unbelievably dangerous. With these bags, had a bike hit me I would most likely have ended up on the floor, and run over by many cars and bikes. There were hundreds of them as it was the morning rush hour. I could easily have been killed.

It’s 100% clear to me that he planned it, did it on purpose, and was attempting to get me to walk out into the on coming traffic. I have zero doubt about that. He has been around for a few months now, is very often in a foul mood and about as often harrasses me in one way or another, always trying to provoke me.

Interestingly when I entered the park across the road there was a group of old people in their 80s sitting on a bench, and as I walked past, one of them shouted 'you learn' at me. Seems this had been planned by many. Absolutely attrocious behaviour. It’s no wonder this place is such a shit hole. If the older generation are taking part in organised community murders and passing it off as some sort of learning experience, you can start to understand why so many have head injuries, huge scars, and missing limbs. And why things in this place just appear to get worse.

What are the chances that this should happen today, the day after I link to an article about the mafia, and the same day british entrepreneurs and their accountants are turning up dead in Sicilian boat accidents and murdered in strange pedestrian vs car incidents in the UK. Also Banksy, he’s probably got something to do with it too. Why not?

Also also, you might find these two articles I wrote about organised crime interesting. The first one is about how AI might affect criminals, and the second is about in the future whether crime will even be possible.

Might as well try to get something out of this rotten day. Always be promoting. #

The yellow tshirt thing that I confirmed yesterday morning most definitely became a thing yesterday. It spread and morphed into something slightly different. Gangs of stalkers were waiting for me in every location I went to. Each gang had one member that was wearing a yellow tshirt or a yellow rain jacket they clearly had just put on over their clothes in a rush. What’s more it appeared seats had been organised in such a way to make it much more likely I would sit in a specific location, or at least to ensure there would be some form of confrontation wherever I sat.

For example, on the way down to the water canal, which I hadn’t been to for quite a while, the skinny girl in the green dress passed me in the opposite direction. She’s been around for years, probably in her twenties, always wearing the same dress, always looking like she should eat something. She always appears when they are doing weird sex goading shit, but also when they are starving me. This time I guess it was a bit of both because the was multi-tasking, walking while eating out of one of the polystyrene takeaway containers. It’s very unusual to see her eating something, let alone eating while walking.

Also when I got to the canal and was looking for a seat, a large butch women with a mobile street stand was sitting on the curb right behind one of the seats I often sit. Based on past experience as soon as I would have sit there she would likely get on the phone and start yapping away with a piercing vicious gargoil witch type voice. She was wearing tight green leggings, just like the pervert butch women from the internet place the previous morning.

So I gave that seat a miss, but at the next one along just as I arrived I noticed a small 2 bike motorbike gang there waiting for me. One passenger was wearing a yellow rain jacket which looked like it had just been put on in a bit of a rush. As soon as I got there, they sprung into action, and started having some form of argument. I eventually called them out as a motorbike gang stalker gang. Asked them to stop following me, and to stop being perverts, to stop perverting everything. They eventually stopped and both women had quite big grins on their faces as they drove off. The two blokes with them looked kind of clueless.

I was there for a few hours. There weren’t that many people passing, the morning rush had passed and the sun was out. Then there were gang after gang of yellow tshirted children that started to materialise. It was one after the other on both sides of the canal. One of the groups had 4 kids in yellow and an adult also in yellow. A gang of teens with one yellow tshirt wearer passed twice, the first time shouting 'you learn'. On the return leg the yellow tshirt wearer hid his head under the yellow shirt. Perhaps they were refering to the sun that was beaming down, or perhaps they were saying I should learn to not speak up and hide myself. Impossible to know exactly.

Anyway the point here is to see that once these escallations start, they spread, and take on different forms, and there’s basically nothing you can do. If you say something they often escallate, and if you say nothing they also often escallate because they think you are a soft touch and it’s an opportunity to bully you without fear of repurcussions.

I was able to get some food later that afternoon and thankfully it was quiet in the shop cafe I went to. That evening there was almost a total drop off of the harrassment, for basically the entire evening. Like night and day, like all the harrassers had gone home to bed ot something. The mood was very quiet everywhere. I was able to write a couple of rather up beat blog posts. One about urban art and the other about the interesting phenominon of using supercuts to expose media manipulation, which I was able to link back to some of things I’ve been experiencing here in the social layer.

So it was kind of a pleasant end to the day, though I was quite tired physically and mentally by the end of it all.

Today, the plan is to finish listening to some of the podcasts I started yesterday, and I need to figure out how I’m going to deal with the odd secrets limit that’s appeared in the reusable workflows. Based on my research it shouldn’t be blocking like this. There isn’t a limit to the number of secrets, certainly nowhere near 18 secrets. I might create a minimal example to try and reproduce the error. Not sure how much that will help though as I suspect the bug won’t showup, but perhaps I’ll be able to copy and paste a known good secrets definition with 18 secrets. Some software bugs are just so puzzling.

Btw, though there was several motorbike harrassment incidents earlier this morning when I got up. I completely ignored them and the entire time I’ve been writting this note the whole world, though mediumly busy, has been quite quiet. Literally as I wrote that last sentence a gang of 10 youths all wearing black and white outfits just turned up where I am. And so it goes.

Update: Forgot to mention, I took my tshirt off yesterday just before lunch, it was really hot, I was in the shade the whole time as far as I could tell, under some trees, but it obviously wasn’t enough shade. Ended up getting a slight sunburn all over my chest and shoulders. Not sure how that works. Surely shade is shade. Anyway, just to note, I ended up getting mutilated again! Told you, this always happens. Now there will be escalations where the world won’t believe I didn’t do it on purpose, and will keep setting up situations that are just outside my consciousness window of perception. Again and again I’ll get blamed.

It’s strange, almost as if either the world mutilates me or my body mutilates itself. It’s like neither believes the other. Something to think about. There’s definitely something that keeps happening. Not sure if the end-of-task-yah is related. That happens more often than not too. #

All the strange pedophile / pervert shit from the past few days has me very shaken. I honestly don’t know what to make of it. And it didn’t stop yesterday after my last note on the matter. It continued throughout the day and into the evening yesterday. Culminating in a bizare conversation with a western bloke that stops to chat every now and then, who sometimes gifts me some food, water and soft drinks from the nearby shop, or sandwich shop. This individual has a propensity imo for some very tall tales, so it’s always very difficult to know where the truth lies. Also the sort of person that is more concerned about being an alpha male in control, and I think wouldn’t think twice on bending the truth if it meant he had the upper hand in some way. Yet in his own way he has been kind and generous.

Anyway, in our conversation there were several instances which I would classify as blatant double speak. And it felt prepared, like he’d either been thinking about saying what he said for a while or could be a well trodden path, some turns of phrase he has used in the past. It happenned right at the start of the conversation. I don’t remember the exact wording, but I think it was pretty clear references to pedophile activities. Something along the lines of seing certain things that you can’t unsee. It was said using facial expressions that initially communicated it could be some form of dark joke, but turned into something along the lines of having been forced or coersed into these sorts of situations. Something unpleasant.

It’s really odd, and hard to describe. This person has previously talked about being involved with people that are into bad things i.e. criminals, but it’s always felt like someone flexing in order to get the upper hand, a form of distorting and perverting reality with lies. When he goes off piste into one of these rants he takes on a sort of soap opera type character, where everything is overly dramatic, you can almost feel the cemeras slowly zooming in on the long pauses like it’s an episode of the Bold and the Beautiful or something.

I mention this for context because even though what he said was really friggin’ weird I’m not convinced on balance that he was actually involved in the things he was implying. But he might be, that’s the troubling thing. You never really know. I wanted to write about it here because I said I would, and also if there is weird shit going on, whether you are a local or a foreigner, western or eastern, whatever the colour of your skin, male of female, old medium aged or young, that doesn’t matter to me, I will write about it. I don’t seek to get anyone in trouble, but I’m also not going to be easily intimidated.

The other reason is that this all comes at the end of another bullying cycle, and this individual has a tendency to pop up when things in my environment are very intense. Whether that’s his doing I don’t know, but it definitely happens. With all this it’s very difficult to write about because with all the strange things that happen, it often feels like I’m dealing with people that are also caught up in some weird shit. The final thing I want to say about this is that this individual has a striking resemblance to somebody from my past. I’ve seen a lot of doppelgangers of people from my past while I’ve been here. I used to mention it in my writtings a lot but I’ve mostly stopped. I just got kind of bored of doing it. But it still happens, though somewhat less frequently. It’s either doppelgangers of celebrities, or people from my past. Like you are meeting a relative of theirs, but it often doesn’t make sense because in your earlier life they didn’t have such relatives, at least as far as you were aware.

So all this to say, things are very fucked up at the minute. I hardly know how to think about it let alone talk or write about. It’s just so pervasive, and happens in some shape or form everywhere I go. Many many things seem to be connected and it could be bad shit is happening, but there’s also a lot of signs that whatever the actual reality is, it’s very complicated for everyone involved.

The two biggest themes that crop up again and again in these incidents similar to what I've described here are pedophilia and slavery. It happens constantly.

That’s all I’m going to say about it right now. Hopefully I won’t get another brick in the face, fall out of a window or starve to death. No doubt the bullying will continue, in fact while I was writting this note there have been several drive-by harrassments and a couple of local blokes also tried to get a reaction out of me by anger goading me. And so it goes. #

Forgot to mention that children wearing all in yellow outfits or bright yellow tshirts is definitely trending. It must have happened at least 5 times yesterday. Just wanted to mention that because I'll often mention something that might seem like it could just be random, but it later is confirmed to be 'a thing'. I‘ve gotten very good at recognizing when something like that is happening, so I can spot it very early in the cycle. So just a follow up to say that the yellow thing is happening and spreading through the various groups. #

Difficult to know even where to start today. The pervert everything motorbike gang stalkers were doing their sleep depravation basically the entire night. It doesn’t feel like I got any sleep. As soon as I would start to fall asleep, one would drive by and shout unbelievably witty like 'lie', or if they were being particularly extra witty 'lie' 'lie'. This sort of thing kept happening from late last night until daylight this morning. There was also a gang of twenty somethings outside the shop that would occasionally get involved to gaffaws of laughter. I’m really very exhausted now.

There was also some weird sex shit to go along with the starvation and thirsting they are putting me through again. This time the sex shit was really really weird. Earlier in the evening a bloke wearing a black tshirt with the letters 'BAD' in giant white text had been trying to get into the school that’s across and a bit up the road. Then there was a motorbike taxi droping off a bloke nearbye who said really loudly 'yellow' to the passenger, nothing else.

Then I remembered that that morning there had been a weird incident with an adult and 2 children walking past in the opposite direction. I remember thinking at the time that it really seemed like a manufactured incident, anyway both children were wearing bright yellow tshirts.

Well back to yesterday evening’s escallations, a western couple walked past both wearing head to toe white outfits. Then there was a motorbike gang stalker where the adult passenger was waving in my direction exactly like a young child waves. Basically pretending to be a child waving. Then another motorbike gang stalker making a noise which I can’t really figure out how to turn into text, but it’s the sound of a sobbing young boy as his bottom lip qwivers. I know that sounds weird but there is literally a sound that is exactly that, and the motorbike gang stalker was making it.

Then motorbike gang stalkers started driving by making sex noises and shouting 'come!'. Then loads or white cars suddenly everywhere. Then more motorbike gang stalkers shouting something like 'babies' and lots of lol'ing. I can’t remember exact details but it got really fucking weird. I eventually just said something along the lines of 'I don’t know what you are up to but none of this is funny, it’s all just fucking perverted and strange, stop being perverts', which of course made them become even more perverted and weird.

It went on for hours. Gangs of men would walk past and shout things like 'yeah yeah yeah' as in 'whatever'. All I could do was call them perverts, and asked them to consider stoping their bizare perverted pedo escallations. They of course continued. Eventually I just said 'look I don’t know why today of all days you’ve decided to let your strange perverted fantasies out of the closet, you are obviously going to continue doing this no matter what I say, you do you, let’s all learn about your strange perverted pedo shit together'. It kept on happening for literally hours. At one point, I think it was right after the 'yeah yeah yeah' from the gang of men, even an apparent police officer drove past on a non-descript motorbike, driving really slowly giving me the stink eye. Several months ago there was what I think was a manufactured incident where an apparent police officer arrested a bloke and the police officer was saying much the same thing as he arrested him and the bloke was trying to explain his situation. Anyway that was again followed by more weird motorbike gang stalker perverted f-d up shit.

I was getting really tired at this point, but they really wouldn’t let me go to sleep, it really intensified. The gang outside the shop was finding everything hilarious. I mentioned that I wasn’t trying to be funny, that I’d much prefer to not have to be funny, but what choice did I have. If I said nothing, I would later get bullied even more or worse. Either way it looks like I’ll get bullied in some way. Ultimately it’s all just intimidation and warpathing, blaming the victim for their strange perversions, creating the problem they complain about, blocking the solutions they suggest, and escallating and escallating until they have thoroughly painted themselves into a corner at which point they just blame everything on me.

I’ve been typing this out as best I can remember it. I’m not going to be intimidated by this kind of stuff. I’m going to write about it. If you perverts think it’s funny then go ahead and make a 'Allo allo' / Dad’s Army style comedy program, but with starvation and thirsting and infiniti bullying, the weird pedo pervert shit and all the rest of it. Maybe you are right, who knows, there are a lot of perverts out there, maybe you’ll find a niche for your strange and bizare pedo based comedy. At least then the rest of us will know exactly how to avoid you. I don’t think even Andy Kaufman or Borat would find your weird ass shit funny, but I might be wrong. You do you, perverts.

Thankfully I prepared the newsletter early this week, so I don’t have to do that today. I’m quite shell shocked from all this. I haven’t been able to write any podcast reviews though, which I’m quite disapointed about. I really just want to get back to some form of normality. The pervert appocalypse is shit.

Just remembered the title to this week’s newsletter is very relevant to all this stuff. That’s all scheduled and waiting to be published. It isn't the first time things I haven’t published yet in Substack, Github or even the iOS Notes app have seemingly made their way into RL before they get published in a publically visible way. It happens quite a lot actually.

As I typed that last sentence a motorbike gang stalker driving by shouted 'stop'. It was literally going to be my last sentence.

When normality world? When food and water?

As I typed that last sentence another saying 'wow'.

It never ends. #

The weird shit has continued for much of the day. At the internet place when I turned up early this morning to finalise newsletter #177, almost immediately a large butch woman wearing green leggings materialised parading a child who couldn’t have been more than 4 years old up and down in front of where I was standing. One of the many strange things she said as they walked back and forth was 'we alone', apparently into a phone conversation she was having, but it was strange, she kept breaking into english words just as she passed me. She wasn’t in fact alone as it happens there was a man with her who got a bit bad tempered at once point right before they all left, he was saying something about 'the white man'. It was unclear if he was talking about me specifically or just about white men generally. I called them perverts and said 'well this white man doesn’t want anything to do with you perverts'. They then left.

Later in the park, a park attendant security bloke, started getting agro with me, I had started falling asleep. Had the perverts not kept me awake all night, I probably wouldn’t have been falling asleep. I called him a pervert as he touched my leg, he then started to get aggressive, he made what looked to me to be quite an obscene gesture with two of his fingers. I asked him what he was doing with his two fingers. He started to try and take some photos of me. I calked him a pervert and asked why hd was trying to take photos of me. He scurried away rather quickly after that.

Now back at the internet place the butch women are trying to assert their authority. One is walking a small labrador puppy up and down the way. Totally harmless puppy that has been here for a few weeks now. For some reason today the butch woman is brandishing a long stick to hit the puppy. What are the chances. These are the kind of escallations that occur. It’s clear warpathing in my opinion, they are just looking for a fight, anger goading and all the rest of it. It’s absolutely attrocious behaviour.

As I’ve been quietly writting this note at least two groups of people, including a group of teenagers have shouted 'liar' at me casually as they walk past me to the park. They escallate and escallate and escallate.

It wouldn’t suprise me if there was some form of violence this evening. In the past that has been bricks to the face or a bat to the body. This is what happens when the social layer in society is completely fucked.

I write about it here because that’s all I can do since they have trapped me here. #

Feeling exhausted this morning. Lots of sleep depravation from the motorbike gang stalkers last night. That follows several days of starvation and intense harrassment literally everywhere I’ve been. It looks like I’ll be able to buy some food today, but catching up with the newsletter seems unlikely. First off, my body will take time to recover from the starvation, same with mind. I’ve also now got to catch up with laundry and charge all my devices. There will of course be even more harrassment to deal with because the perverts are still perverting everything like a plague of addicts that just don’t know when to or aren’t able to stop. And of course they blame everythibg they are doing to me on me.

I managed to get the reusable build workflow mostly working for the main website yesterday but I appear to have hit a limitation on the number of secrets you can pass to the reusabke workflow. It was unbelievably tedious to figure out. Eventually after so much pain and aggrevation I laboriously removed all the secrets and added them back one by one, while standing to use the internet, while being harrassed constantly, and wouldn’t you know it on the very last one, that’s when the workflow suddenly becomes corrupt. Works with 17, everything corrupted and doesn’t even run with 18. Gee world what are the chances?

The quickest safest way around the issue would be to jetison one of the plugins. The other way is to use the 'inherit' secrets keyword. That passes all the secrets in the top level workflow into the reusable. That seems like a rather big security risk IMO. The build workflow doesn’t need to have access to all the 3rd party services that happen in later reusable workflows.

Anyway, I might take the gas off coding for a few days, since I’m feeling so battered by the abusive world.

Are you going to let me recover from your extreme abuse world? #

The current thirsting and starvation cycle continues, with weird perverted sex shit, anger goading, and food goading. They know full well that I have hardly any drinking water yet people are only gifting me cans of soft drinks and packets of milk. Then folks materialise with obscene amounts of huge water bottles, parading them onfront of you, often with huge gleeful ways about them, while clearly trying to stoke a reaction. Men late at night drive up and gift you a bunch of bananas, again with milk, then pat you on the shoulder, then start squeezing your shoulder in a very strange and uncomfortable way. people constantly shouting 'gay' at you as they pass.

In the park, western men sit right next to you doing strange yoga posses where their butts are pointing directly at your face, in some sort of gross cat like erotic way. Western men btw. western people in the park inform you that 'you are free' as they pass you. The list of bizare, strange, and weird events often bordering on sexual harrassment keeps being added to. Each incident is followed by another. For instance bunch of banannas guy was immediately followed by a girl and boy all in black, sitting right next to me eating huge amounts of expensive tastey takeaway food. They would have you believe it’s all just coincidence. But it’s not. There are clear patterns. All aimed to make you angry so they can they blame you for being a crazy foreigner. This is a very well trodden path.

And now of course with all the riots in the UK and the crack down on social media, I wonder how long until I’m accused of inciting violence simply for describing what’s happening to me.

And so another day of starvation, thirsting, and infiniti bullying begins.

I found a bit of time yesterday to fix some of the reusable deploy workflows for the plugins. The whole time there were two troublemakers that were essentially narrating everything I was doing. Trying to put me off what I was doing. Of course this made an already very difficult situation where I have to stand to get an internet connection, even more difficult. All while perverts in the cafe next door kept saying 'come!', which apparently was hilarious based on their laughing hyenas follow up.

There was a very weird bug in the main website reusable workflow. I pass in a load more private keys (than for the plugin workflows) to the reusable workflow so it can access all the plugins, which are in private repos. For some reason this created a strange non descript syntax bug, which didn’t tell you anything apart from your workflow is f-ed. I spent literally hours trying to find the syntax error in the yaml. There was no syntax error, at least visible. Eventually I rewrote git history to get back to how things were before I added the extra workflow secrets, and it all worked. I then added one secret at a time instead of all at once, and it worked fine. That’s where I left it. I was too tired to stand up any longer and the harrassment had gotten rather strange, with a young man sprinting up and down right next to where I was standing, arounnd a corner. Similar to the people sprinting in opposite direction to the direction you are walking, which was happening last bullying cycle.

The bug was most likely some weird copy paste error where a hidden character has been introduced that f's the yml, or perhaps there’s a maximum number of secrets you can pass to a reusable workflow. I looked at the docs yesterday and couldn’t find anything to that effect, but could be it’s burried in there somewhere.

Needless to say, all of this is made 100x more difficult by having to stand to use the internet, the starvation, the thirsting, and the constant bullying.

Fuck you world. Fuck you very much. [Extents both middle fingers at everyone]. How about happy for a little bit world? Could you get off your warpath just for a few minutes? #

Whatever the new regime was from yesterday didn’t last long. As predicted it just ended up being turned into more warpathing. Change all the rules so you can blame the victim while pretending to help, then just as the victim is getting used to the new rules, change them back again, and once again don’t waste the opportunity to blame the victim on the return leg. Make maximum equal minimum, and start the whole escallation process off again. That’s pretty much what happened over the past few days.

I managed to listen to several podcasts and found a bit of time to fix a few bugs in the reusable workflows feature, but there was no way to write any podcast reviews because extra time I had was consumed figuring out their latest regime, and fielding their blame and harrassment and all the bullcrap that comes with that.

Looks like it’s back to the beginning of another starvation cycle today, and all the resource restriction shit that that entails. I’ll likely have to start conserving and rationing everything soon, so I’ll effectively be blocked again.

Going to try to make a bit of progress on the reusable workflow feature this morning. #

The thing today is grumpy men spitting as they pass on front of me, that’s happened several times as I’ve been standing here, trying to debug the reusable workflows feature. By regular offenders but also some that I’ve never seen before. Also somewhat more worryingly throwing lit cigarettes at me. That’s what prompted me to write this note.

World definitely on the warpath again, all from grumpy men at the minute, and wouldn’t you know it, coincides with the start of another starvation cycle. What are the chances?

When I said something after the cigarette projectile, someone shouted 'Come!'. Pretty sure the anger goading and starvation will be followed up with some weird ass sex goading shit. That’s what usually happens. #

There’s some sort of new regime that’s started. It’s hard to describe. I haven’t quite figured it out. People are helping but only if they can simultaneously block something else. So you end up in all these impossible decisions, and innevitably you get blamed for everything. Pretty sure it will ultimately boil down to another them creating the problem they complain about, blocking the solution they suggest, escallating again and again, and eventually blaming it all on me. That’s what always happens, all the variations boil down to the same basic pattern.

It seems to be mainly women that are really miffed at the minute for some reason. Being all bossy, being hot and bothered about the tiniest thing. It’s quite literally like walking on egg shells.

I had my spare battery charging for most of the day yesterday, yet it only got half charged. That’s weird. I had to use a different power outlet because people kept sitting in front of the one I use, hiding my device from me, which is essentially blocking, because if I leave it hidden it ends up getting vandalised, something that has happened before. Also there was a passive aggressive threat of vandalism to my spare battery device. A young woman started using my battery to prop up her phone, but she wasn’t doing it for any purpose aside from just anger goading, and forcing me to unplug from charging the battery until they left.

It’s all just more of the same total corruption of the social layer. They have a million ways to f-up your day. And there's nothing you can do about it, apart from waste all your energy and mind thinking about it. Which of course is the point of it all, to slow you down so you make no progress on anything.

Going to try to make some progress on the reusable workflows feature this morning. #

Some motorbike gang stalker harrassnent through the night. Also got 'Ahhh yah’d' by the taxi car mafia in the very small hours of the night, that was followed by more sleep depravation by loud talkers that were clearly just doing it to stop me sleeping. Not much you can do in the sort of situation. They are essentially on the warpath, no matter what you do they’ll do the opposite even if it means destroying the entire multiverse.

Seems likely that will continue for much of the day. It’s just a big old waste of resources for everyone. Like breaking something just to fix it, or digging a hole just to fill it back in again. Even though right now it’s sort of quiet, there are already signs they are waiting in the shaddows to jump right back on that tastey tastey warpath. At least it is for them anyway. Maybe I’ll get a few small things done in between all the bullcrap that’s no doubt coming my way.

Several quite difficult and not immediately obvious bugs to fix with the reusable workflows feature. It appears only to be working for about 1/2 the plugins so far. I keep trying to look into each issue but get interrupted, and since there are so many repos it gets very confusing, easy to get lost, at which point the world gets all gleeful and warpathey. It’s like I’m getting blamed for not writing perfect code first time, but the world ain’t perfect! Yet it expects you to be perfect!

Life goes on reguardless, the world keeps on spinning. #

Pretty clear that another starvation cycle has begun. I guess I’m going to have to prepare next week’s newsletter early again.

No matter what I do, everything eventually gets blocked and frontrun and exploited, and turned against me.

How long I wonder until I’m accused of being 'mentally ill'. I’m probably one of the most sane people you’ll ever meet. #

I’ve hardly even woken up and everything is already all my fault. People are yah'ing me, then blocking me, but also telling to slow down, and eventually everything just gets blocked and nobody knows what to do. I’ve already done done done the newsletter so it’s obvious. The world had already frontrun the frontrun, there’s nowhere else left for it to go. And so I get blamed for the thing that’s being done to me. It’s so unbelievably obvious that it’s almost comical. But it’s not actually very funny. Having your life stolen from you really isn’t funny. It’s slavery at best and ultimately it’s slow murder, and slow murder is still murder. There are no more words to explain it at this point.

I haven’t been able to finish the reusable deploy workflow feature on the main website. The world keeps blocking me everytime I attempt to make any progress. It’s strange to explain, but that’s what happens. In between gangs of harrassers turning up just as I get started, and the daily rainy season rain, there’s just hardly any way to make progress.

It just feels like it’s going to be another day of stoped starts, blocked progress, escallations, peace turned into war, giving turned into stealing, and ultimately I’ll get mutilated in some way. No one will be happy with anything, then I’ll get blamed for the unhappiness too.

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t, a crack on the head for asking, a crack on the head for not asking. Oh look we’re in the neverending fractal of doom again. Learn, learn, learn, obey, obey, obey. Hey world how about you take some of your own medicine? Be happy with something! Anything! #

There’s obviously more to this short writeup, but just wanted to get this out now. I got mutilated again. This time it was once again small crunchy bits of glass put in my food. That’s at least the 3rd serious mutilation in as many days. #

Quite a lot of harrassment from motorbike gang stalkers last night. They woke me up every couple of hours. Feeling quite tired today. Just got gifted a bananna from a somewhat strange man riding a bycicle. He was dressed like an office worker, kept saying he was 'SSI'. I have no idea what that means. Shortly after he left discovered somebody had once again left an earthworm for me. This time I managed to save the worm before it died. Pretty sure this is the start of another bullying cycle. No doubt it will likely be sexual harrassment in one form or another. It almost always is when banannas are involved. It never ends.

I'm close to getting all the simple plugins working with the new reusable workflow. There are several annoying bugs still to fix. Once it works with those I’ll move on to the plugins that use an npm module cache. Then finally I’ll move on to the main website repo. It’s tedious because there is a lot of jumping between repos, and lots of hard to spot bugs. It will be worth the effort though.

One thing that occurred to me yesterday is that there is potentially a downside to all the repos using the same workflow. If something goes wrong with that workflow in an unnexpected way, then deployments of all the repos could be blocked all at once. That could be problematic in high pressure situations. It will be important to be extra careful when modifying the workflow and thoroughly test before pushing out any changes. #

Since eating the bananna I was gifted earlier, I have gotten a runny nose and am sneezing lots. Just another mutilation. No doubt this is more of their world famous foreigner hospitality.

Also got yah’d for no reason walking to the internet place earlier. The roads were completely empty, the yaher was waiting for me to pass by.

Going to have to take it easy now to try to ensure the alergies don’t get worse. I was hoping to make some progress on the reusable workflows feature but I guess the world has other plans.

Respect our slow down bubble wrap and earthworm intimidation dirty foreigner! And also hurry up, stop being lazy! #

As predicted, the sexual harrassment has started, in the form of people turning up on motorbikes and making sex noises. 'Aaaaaaah'. This sort of thing will continue for the rest of the day everywhere I go. It makes the sneezing worse, which is the intent. #

Trying my best to listen to podcasts but it’s virtually impossible now that the runny nose and sneezing has turned into watery eyes, snott everywhere, unbelievably sensitive and itchy nose and sinuses, constant sneezing. All morning it’s been 'you learn' and even an 'obey' from random people on the street and in shops, young and old, male and female. Cowardly wimpy thugs, the lot of them.

You in the west think violent riots is bad, and it is, but the correlary of total crack down and pushing this behaviour underground is that it just transforms into something arguably even more vile that you will no longer have a way to see, let alone fix. Once the social layer is corrupt, there is very little you can do. We are all in this together ultimately. #

It happened again. After taking a bit of a quiet break, 20 mins or so, I picked up my device and started listening to a podcast and taking notes. Approx 30 seconds later several small groups of people arrived. The first of which said loudly 'No!' as they passed me. Now the groups are back to their passive aggressive onslaught.

Earlier before the break I had been battling the same thing for at least an hour. The instant I shifted to listening to music, and I mean literally the same instant, all their harrassing behaviour ceased, complete quiet. They eventually left. Literally everytime I try to do any work a sabotage gang materialises and does it’s best to block anything I am doing. #

Brian Merchant [39:15]: "You’d see the lines drawn, industrialisation was very literally almost a civil war, and the state’s making the case against the Luddites, and the propaganda, you can call it that, it’s propaganda of the time, it’s proclamations and it’s declarations, it’s casting the Luddites as backwards looking, as deluded, as malcontent, under the, you know, they’re smashing the thing that’s part of their job. This form of criticism is already there so when the Luddites do lose, when they are hung, on mass, that language is used in the trial against them. And we can see why. Because the state needs to have this enemy. They have to be able to paint this portrait of anybody that is against the shape that technological development is taking, anyone who’s criticising any element of that, there are too many losers or winers…no shut up, you are a Luddite, stand down, or we will hang you." #

I feel like I got quite a lot of coding done yesterday. The harrassment levels weren’t too bad, though not altogether non existent. I was able to mostly ignore it all, listen to music and code, intersperced with podcasts. I‘d done most of the difficult coding already so that made it easier. Still not a whole lot in the way of blogging ideas.

I got gifted some sweet breakfasty type stuff earlier so at least I have something to get me through some of the day. There are some bice people still left in the world :)

I managed to get the reusable build and deploy workflows fully working with 2 different plugins. That’s a pretty big step because it means that the concept works, that it’s totally possible to reuse the same workflows across many different repos. I’ve updated all the plugins and will need to test all that. The next step is to get it working on repos that use an npm module cache. I should be able to use the very same workfkow because the module cache is just a feature of the workflow that you can enable/disable by setting a variable. The way I’ve written it, the workflow is very modular, almost all the major steps can be enabled/disabled. #

It’s been a relatively quiet early morning without harrassment, though I’m at the internet place now and in the location where I stand to get internet has been left some bubble wrap. That’s historically been used multiple times before starvation periods. They are saying 'don’t do anything, just pop bubbles in the bubble wrap'. Usually it’s one of the butch women that walks past in the middle of the road on front of me clutching a handfull of bubble wrap. It only ever occurs just as starvation is about to begin.

The thing is though, there’s another contingent that want the exact opposite, and will start yah'ing me. It will escallate and escallate, and no matter what I do, I’ll get blamed, eventually all ills in the universe will be blamed on me, simply for existing. I hate to sound so defeatest, but this sort of thing has happened literally hundreds of times at this point.

Seems the world is back on the warpath after an entire afternoon and evening of relative peace and quiet. #

The last hour has been nice an quiet, was able to listen to the latest Odell - Saylor podcast that droped earlier. After listening to it, I switched over to my editor to write the review, and literally at the same moment a person that had been quietly sitting behind me for a while, suddenly starts watching some sort of stream of obnoxious short form videos on his phone, speaker on maximum volume. It’s unbelievable to me how often this happens. As soon as I start to do anything for myself, writing code or blogging, something gets activated in the universe to block or make very difficult. It’s like clockwork. It happens so often that I now get anxiety everytime I’m about to start working on something. That can’t possibly be good for motivation and productivity. Forced procrastination much? Later, no doubt, I’ll be bullied for being 'lazy'. #

Just wanted to mention this for the sake of completeness. There was more bubble wrap left at key locations I walked down, places where I would have had to decide on one way or another, had I not already decided. Quite clearly planned, definitely a thing. #

I ended up getting mutilated again. I’m not exactly sure how it hapenned, that’s always how these things go down. It’s happened so many times before. There’s a long escallation, over many days, and it eventually crescendos with all sorts of weird synchronicities, and you realise you’ve been mutilated. In this case it’s some sort of alergic skin reaction on my arm. It’s all swollen. I was preceded by random people shouting 'you learn' at me. Then afterwards a big soap opera-esce scene. The whole evening it was one thing after another, like the entire world had been turned into some sort of giant swiss clock.

Btw, I’ve also developed some sort of similar sensation on my left hand little finger and ring finger. It’s badly itching. I mention it because people are constantly trying to pressure you into extremely dubious mariages here, so the fact that I’ve developed this skin irritation thing is extremely suspect to me.

On the bright side, I got gifted some food and it looks like I’ll be able to get electricity and food for a few days. But any of the help I get these days always seems to have a nasty malicious component attached to it. In fact I wouldn’t be suprised if the malicious part continues for a while. It’s a wonder I get anything done at all on my static site generator or blogging for that matter.

It looks like I’m quite close to having the deploy workflows working using the new reusable workflow. I’ve almost got it working for one of the plugins. Yesterday evening the build appeared to have completed. There are a few small tweaks needed to environment variables still to be made. Once it’s fully working I’ll be able to update all the repos to use the new workflow. It’ll be awesome to have just one workflow to maintain as opposed to one in each repo.

Also hoping to write a few blog posts, though all this week’s bullying, starvation and resources restriction has left me a bit shell shocked, but also I haven’t been able to generate many new post ideas, because I’ve had to conserve power.

It would be wonderfull if you could get off the warpath and stop blocking everything I do world. Thanks, your exhausted friend, Mark. #

Well I was right about the maliciousness continuing. Two incidents one after the other this morning. First at the sandwich shop, the sandwich shop bloke getting all upset with me for no reason "Okay okay" as I asked for my sandwich, even though it was early with hardly any customers. I jokingly responded with an "okay okay okay okay", which got a bit of a laugh from sandwich bloke, somewhat suprising as that’s the first time that’s happened. Anyway the moment didn’t last long as I was immediately accused of lying by the other large sandwich woman working alongside sandwich bloke.

At the next shop, a few meters down the road, there was a largish woman already in there having a dubious chat with the shop staff. I immediately sensed something was off as soon as I entered the shop. On entering the shop bloke called either me or the woman a dog, a convenient ambiguity for him. I responded 'not at all' and entered the store. As I approached the register to pay for my item, the woman turned and held out her hand towards me, in a very bizare way I might add. She was very intent on me taking her hand. What are the chances of such an ambush literally an hour after discovering a skin reaction on my left hand ring finger?

It was a very awkward situation, eventually diffused after I smiled and politely informed the demoisel that it was far too early for a dance. She was very persistent but eventually departed. I went back to the water fountain to fill up a container with hot water. As I did so I joked that perhaps I had just had a narrow escape. On hearing the word 'escape' shop bloke’s face visibly flintched, which was weird. Made me wonder if both situations had been manufactured traps.

And in true what-are-you-doing-to-me-world, I see in today’s news now that Harris has announced that her running mate will be Tim Walz. Perhaps they will make an appearance on stricktly come dancing? Waltz also looks strangely familiar, but let’s not go down that rabbit hole today. I feel like I’ve already reached some sort of maximum synchronicity level for one morning.

How much time am I spending processing all these weird synchronicities? Way way way too much. Literally my life is being stolen from me. And what’s more, I don’t get blocked doing that, no the blocking only starts when I try to spend time on my static site generator or writing blog posts. #

Quick update on my previous note about being mutilated on my left hand ring finger, the tail end of a bullying campaign against me. As I left the cafe I spent this morning reading, writting and listening to podcasts, about 30 meters up the road someone had very liberally sprinkled what looked very much like a bag of rice all over the ground, which I had to walk over. Geez what are the chances.

I add this for completeness, knowing that it’s likely those involved actually want me to write about it, perhaps because any publicity is good publicity? I don’t know for sure, I only know that these types of things keep happening. But it’s complicated because I’ve also met some non locals here that weren’t exactly the type you would want to introduce to the family. It’s understandable that communities protect themselves, but at the same time it’s really horrible when you get caught up in this sort of thing. I absolutely just don’t want annything to do with any of it. #

I’m having to go into starvation mode, I did get gifted some food but they are doing the half portions thing again, also no drinking water, they are doing the milk thing again. Must conserve what I have and keep devices off until they allow electricity, drinking water and real food. Will likely have to stop posting from today onwards. Lots and lots of bullying atm btw. #

Not a huge amount to write this morning. I’m still dealing with the aftermath of the last bullying cycle. When everything everywhere in every dimension gets turned into an infiniti no and blamed on you, it can take days to clear. But life goes on.

I appears water and electricity are about to be cut off again. I’ll likely writeup the newsletter early again this week. I get the sense that the world is already front running that, but there isn’t anywhere else to go, because any further back and your back into the previous cycle, so the world is literally blocking itself, and blaming me of course.

I managed amongst all the yes nos yesterday to fix a few small bits of code on the reusable workflow feature, so maybe I’ll get a chance to test that later.

Life goes on. #

Well I got next week’s issue #176 written and scheduled without any major problems, but guess what as soon as I tried to do the tiniest of the tiniest amount of work on my static site generator reusable workflow feature, the world was right back at it doing it’s infiniti yes no thing again. What a suprise. #

I’ve heard and read mixed reviews of the Olympic Opening Ceremony. I didn’t watch any of it myself but I did hear that they raised the Olympic flag upside down at the ceremony. That’s a bit strange, isn’t it a sign of distress. Seriously, isn’t that what you do when you are in distress out at sea?

Let’s all remember to keep an eye out for those in distress, at all levels, from individuals all the way up to countries. The world is going through difficult times. We are ultimately all in this together.

I know I’ve written recently about France, and perhaps that could be misinterpreted. I do really hope all is well in France. Best wishes for the rest of the event. #

It certainly was another one of those days yesterday. Big time. One of the big themes was people sprinting in the opposite direction to whichever way you are walking in. Often right before I’d get both a 'you learn' followed by a 'yah'. It must have happened at least 4 times. Then when you get to where you are going you get blocked in some way. The thing you want is out of stock, and so is the backup thing. Or only two items of the thing you want are left, same with backup item. Or a combibation of these.

No matter what you do you are wrong in some way. Even if you get one of each of the main thing and the backup thing, that would cause another infiniti no! I ended up just saying 'yes no' to everything. You have to say something, and since you get blamed no matter what you do, including doing nothing, then 'yes no' seems like the least untruthful thing you can say. The problem of course is that things just get worse, I think because the hive mind is waiting on a decision from you but doesn’t get it, and so eventually everything becomes blocked in every dimension. But that was going to happen anyway, and at least this way it’s possible to not get yourself overloaded, so you can keep your cool and not get angry.

I bet none of this makes any sense. Anyway needless to say I didn’t get a whole lot done yesterday. Whenever I tried to actually do anything like write or listen to a podcast or whatever, that would get immediately blocked too. Like clockwork someone or some group of people would arrive and start being very aggregious, and no matter what you do, they are unhappy. Unhappy if you stay, unhappy if you go, unhappy if you write, unhappy if you talk, unhappy if you stay quiet. Sometimes they would earnestly say 'sorry', and just continue on their infiniti no! campaign.

This morning as I started writting this note a morning exercise cyclist in a group said 'lie' to me followed by a small laugh, like just joking. And it would be funny but I know if I find it funny then I’ll get yah'd, so my only possible response is 'yes no'.

According to Elon, heard in his latest interview with Lex Friedman, training robots at scale is a bit like conducting a very big orchestra. I think that’s likely not a bad description for humans at scale too. Some days everything is a total escallating stop start race condition mess. #

On the way to the internet place this morning, weird old humper lady was at the corner doing her humping thing. That was immediately preceded by the people that run the nearby cafe shouting 'mother' as I walked past them. Yesterday they were shouting 'learn'. There’s usually something they are warpathing. My reply to everything is still 'yes no'. That will eventually turned against me too. That’s life. #

Got a reasonable amount done today. There was a bunch of harrassment after I left the internet place this morning, including 'Pay' harrassnent. Just noting it here because that has a tendency to spread and turn into a tsunami even if it’s totally false. I of course payed for everything that I got in the shops nearby the harrassment.

Interestingly, in the shop the bloke behind the counter kept calling the receipt the bill. I politely corrected him and said it was a receipt not a bill. The shop bloke seemed very suprised, saying wow. I added that I didn’t owe him anything. It’s the second time in 2 days that I’ve had the receipt being called the bill. I guess this receipt bill false equivalence is probably being used as a pretext for more escallations. Happens quite a lot, I always assumed it was just a foreign language thing, but I’m starting to question that as it always seems to be from trickster types. #

Oh world, what are you doing to me?

It’s like there are two teams of gang stalkers. One team is constantly telling me to speed up, to go quicker, hurry up for fuck’s sake, yah. The other team is doing the exact opposite, slow the fuck down, woah, calm down, lie. So no matter what I do, everyone literally gets infinitely annoyed.

It escallates and escallates until I’m being blamed for everything. I’m not even really speaking metaphorically. Actual real life physical humans just constantly harrass me wherever I go. There are small gangs of them waiting for me all along the routes I walk. If you think it sounds crazy, let me tell you, it’s even crazier when it’s really actually happening to you. #

All sorts of weird sex related bullying and harrassment the past 2 days. I’ve taken a few notes so maybe I’ll find some time to write it up. I’m aware that the Democrats have been doing the whole everything Republican is 'weird' thing, and I’m certainly not part of that, I just can’t think of another way to describe it right now. It’s all just very weird, and very little if it is cool weird, just weird weird. If I get a chance to write something, I think you’ll see what I mean.

Already some very aggressive motorbike gang stalker harrassment this morning. First a 'you learn', then a short while later a motorbike gang stalker carrying a small plastic table, aggressively shouting at me as he drove past. Yesterday morning the food vendor where I bought something kept trying to get me to sit down at a small table even after I made it clear that I wanted take away. So it might be related to that. How dare me for politely declining an asking for a takeaway!

The newsletter is already written, I just have to add a few additional podcast reviews I did since I wrote it. The world is on the warpath again, so I'll have to take it easy, then of course I'll get blamed and yah'd. They create the problems they complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, they escallate, and blame it all on me. Pretty sure it’s going to be another one of those days. #

I’m slowly making some progress with the reusable deploy workflow feature for my static site generator. I’ve also managed to listen to a few podcasts. Got gifted some food yesterday evening, which was nice, but these events often come with strings attached, in the form of strange incidents that take up all your time. A fellow with some travel bags showed up immediately afterwards and said he was stuck like me.

I didn’t have much I could help him with, I’m also in a bad situation. I gave him a few things I could spare and a way to avoid getting lost which is all too easy once you get into places where nobody speaks any language you speak. He eventually moved on, making his own way, I wished him bestvof luck as he departed. I can’t say I fully believed his story, which I won’t share details of here, but there were several strange synchronicities with things that have happened to me in recent days.

This morning there was a police officer sitting nearby, got the feeling he was sending me a we-are-watching-you kind of message. Right afterwards, a woman who was having some kind of vague low level argument / situation a few meters away from me suddenly broke into english saying 'you won'. A lot of people have been saying that to me the past few days, followed by some form of harrassment.

I hope that doesn’t happen again today. Gonna try to get the reusable workflows feature operational, and as usual podcasts, links, blog posts. I’ve been listening to a lot of stuff about stablecoins, so I might write sonething about that as I try to wrap my head around that. I’m still confused by it. #

The weird old lady that does imaginary humping as an exercise was doing it again this morning. Just next to the brick that was left a few days ago. She’s different from the weird old lady that hangs out outside the shop. She assumes a position similar to when you are getting patted down by police, then slowly humps. It happens to be across the road from police box thing that usually has an officer inside. Along the way to the internet place lots of used tissues, and tons of empty drugs wrappers, probably from pain killer meds. Got to the internet place and some folks here were making strange sex noises as part of their apparent conversation. In parallel to this there’s been anger goading and motorbike drivebys telling me to eat noodles - ‘mi after’. Btw, remember I wrote a blog post that mentioned a fictional after party just a few days ago. Then same color bags I keep my soup bowl in were left where I stand at the internet place. So sex goading, drugs goading, food goading, and it’s not even 7am.

Hello warpath, it’s been, oh at least a day or two since the last warpath! #

Bitcoin strategic reserves are totally going to become the cool thing you need whether you are an individual, a family, an organisation, an institution, or a country. I thought it sounded cool when Trump mentioned it in his Bitcoin conference keynote, but it was Marty and Matt on Rabbit Hole Recap podcast that predicted it’s going to become a thing. I think it might too. #

I totally might be not understanding this correctly but aren’t CBDCs basically stablecoins run by the government instead of a foreign company? If that’s the case then another way of saying that is that stablecoins are CBDCs run by a foreign company. That doesn’t sound like a good idea. #

Since most things had been cut off yesterday, I couldn’t continue with much, having to save on power and water. I chilled for much of the day. The escallations subsided somewhat. There was a load of weird synchronicities in the early morning, but harrassment appeared to calm down or at least change a bit in tone, and there was some piece and quiet. I was able to rest for a few hours.

I found an annoyingly difficult to spot bug in the reusable workflows feature. When you’re having to stand to use the internet, the needle in a haystack bugs become really difficult to spot. Anyway hoping to spend a bit more time on that today. Looks like I’ll be able to charge my devices again.

Really would like to figure out how to avoid these boom and bust starvation cycles. So just mentioning it here, if you have any ideas universe, I’m listening as best I can.

Sending out good vibes to all you regular readers, and much luck :) #

A large masonary brick was left, on the way to the internet place, on the same corner that a dead rat was left previously about a month ago. The dead rat thing happened the same day an apparrent funeral memorial service was errected across the street from said corner. I wrote about it at the time.

That was about the same time the people dressed all in black thing started becoming a thing. Just wanted to summarise in case there are more escallations. Seems the world is once again on the warpath. #

No food for ages then breakfast, lunch and dinner pretty much all at once. Got gifted a couple of croisants late last night, then two meals in quick succession in the wee hours, hence I’m up earlier than usual. I’ll get a few hours of coding done at the internet place where I can test my code online, and now that I’ve eaten something I’ll have some energy.

Hopefully the starvation from the last few days won’t have too many side effects. I’ve found in the past that my body has needed a day or two to recover. This time it wasn’t total starvation, as I managed to eat a few small snacks here and there, though mostly quite devoid of any nutrition. We shall see.

I think my build minutes reset today or tomorrow so it’s the last chance to use those minutes up. The good news is that next weekend’s newsletter is already done so that takes the pressure off a bit. I’ll keep on adding links and posts and listening to podcasts, and update the newsletter at the end of the week.

I find it odd but not unnexpected that the week after I published a newsletter and blog post about kicking poverty’s ass, that the universe decided to totally kick my ass. What are the chances? #

The Swiss example of open source software being used in government is awesome. It’s great but let’s make sure it’s done responsibly.

I wonder if the type of government has an impact. There’s a lot of politics happening at the minutes, the tectonic plates are shifting somewhat in many places. In Europe, in the US, and even in the Middle East, there have been several landslide elections, often with controversy.

Does a lefty government do open source differently to a righty government?

What are the dangers and pitfalls to watch out for in each case? #

For some reason during yesterday’s repo git nightmare I must have incorrectly named the current day’s blog content feature branch. They contain the date so that the auto publish workflow creates a pull request containing all the latest content, merges it into the main branch, and launches a build and deploy. But I used today’s date instead. That probably means the build won’t have merged in yesterday’s content, so I’ll have to do that manually later when I get to the internet place. There are always so many pieces to fix when you get sucked into a nightmare like the one yesterday.

You end up fixing things for days. It’s like a reverse mirror image, a negative if you will, of the bullying escalation that caused the problem in the first place. Perhaps I’ve inadvertently been turned into a human Arilaser. I should start charging some fucking money for this service. Wish I new how to. Too many people just assume things will get fixed these days, not realising or not caring about the fact that somebody ends up paying for it.

How long till food world? These bags are not getting much lighter. #

Escallations have increased significantly. I’m getting blamed and ordered simultaneously. Because of the ambiguity I get punished no matter what. If I do what they say, I get punished for not doing the other thing. Food has been cut off, water cut off, electricity cut off. Basically everything cut off.

Build minutes totally wasted, because I've saved loads of minutes this month but can’t use them because I don’t have the energy to stand up to use the internet.

Feels like it’s more plus infiniti minus infiniti, more infiniti for we and none for thee, more turning peace into war, more turning giving into stealing, more be bad no be good, and that’s just the beginning. The same pattern will happen in every dimension, until eventually I’ll get mutilated, even though I’m already being mutilated, I’m still being mutilated from the previous bullying cycle. Then they will just turn maximum into minimum and it will all start again.

Morning bycicle guy drove by this morning casually shouting 'You won!' as he drove by with his gang of racer byciclists. Go figure. Turns out 'Yon won!' really just means, we gonna f you up.

I get f-ed up no matter what I do!

Update: It’s a few hours later, I’m in the park. A girl with a bit of an attitude walked past around 10 minutes ago, said 'you won' as she passed. So that’s defo a thing today, and guess what, a western bloke, tallish and kind of large around the waist, dressed head to toe in black, just passed by non-chalently, looking kind of clueless. Guess what image was on the black plastic bag he was holding in one of his hands? It had the following large white characters on one side which I saw exactly as I looked up and he just happened to unwind the bag which the wind had caused it to be slightly tangled: '1st'. Remember people wearing all black has been a thing for a few weeks now. While writting the previous sentence, a largeish middle aged woman walked past and said the word 'died'. I’m honetly not making any part of this up. Just another day in AI (presumably) scripted reality.

Update: Another all black just walked past! A westerner dressed head to toe in black, they were both wearing shorts btw, brandishing a mostly finished bottle of water. This floppy blond haired all blacker didn’t look quite as clueless as the last one. He looked at me as he strolled past, his long arms swinging back and forth, armed with a very disaproving look. I guess they must have updated the memo. Half expecting some black hawks to start appearing in the skies. #

The weird synchronicities between the podcasts I’m listening to and stuff happening in the RL around me, which are usually quite high anyway, at least compared to say 10 years ago but I’m mostly used to it, well they are noticeably off the charts today. And lots of clusters happening one after the other with bizare precision. Like bam, bam, bam. A couple of times I had to pause what I was listening to because it was so disorientating. And so it goes sometimes.

I know I’ve written this already today, and I’m guessing the more I say it, the less truthfull it sounds, so I’ll stop after this, but I’m not making any of this shit up. #

I had written a note early this morning when I woke up, but it somehow disapeared during earlier's repo git nightmare. I can’t remember exactly what I’d written. It was mostly about the insane levels of sleep depravation and harrassment that I experiences last night. It seemed like almost every possible group from the motorbike gang stalkers to the security guard mafia, to the middle aged yuppies with laptops crowd, to the weird old lady that hangs out outside the shop, to a young couple to name but a few, they were all harrasing the whole night in one way or another. Stealing my sleep, my food, my life and finding it all hilarious. The weird thing is it felt like watchers being watched by watchers being watched by watchers. They left one by one, finally just before dawn they were all gone. I got hardly any sleep.

And this morning somebody had left an earthworm for me, I guess to eat. Such kindness has rarely been seen. The earthworm died btw, ravaged by the ants.

Well things were once again made to be my fault for much of the day today. Again lots of harrassment from young and not quite middle aged peoples. Managed to stay mostly calm through it all.

I managed to listen to a few podcasts and write a somewhat satirical blog post. I say somewhat because it is born out of my very strange experiences here in Vietnam over the past few years.

Anyhow, another difficult day nears it’s end. Hardly any food today. Feeling quite low energy, bags are heavy, not very entusiastic about much. #

One of the I suppose nice things from yesterday, was that in amongst all the bullying and stealing from me, there was finally an admission that they were actually stealing from me. They kept on stealing from me but they did at least admit they were doing it. I don’t know in practice if this will have any net benefit to me, maybe it will mean I stop getting mutilated. That would be great.

Reasonably good night’s sleep, not much sleep depravation. But this morning as soon as I woke up there was a big wave of drive-by harrassment, starting with a bloke on a bycicle shouting Bear! at me. That’s him trying to justify the starvation that they are currently inflicting on me.

Then there was a bunch of motorbike drive-bys shouting Liar! and one with a ridiculously camp quite large man in a pink T-Shirt shouting Leeeegal! over and over to the person sitting behind him.

I did manage to get what I think is quite a good blog post yesterday all about our challenge to solve starvation. It fits in quite well with this week’s newsletter theme, which I haven’t quite figured out, but it’s something like "Kicking Poverty’s Ass". I'm not too into the violence in that tagline, but it’s the best I’ve been able to come up with that doesn't sound like a total buzzkill.

Anyhow today I need to write the newsletter, send it out, and hope some food materialised because it’s been a few days since I ate any real food. The bags I'm carrying are heavier than usual because I got gifted a bunch of non-food items. This is the latest malicious help btw, whenever they start starving me, they now try to ensure my bags are as full and heavy as possible. It’s happened on the last 3 or 4 starvation cycles.

No doubt they will be yah’ing me even more than usual as I drag the heavy bags, super low on energy from not eating anything. And they know exactly what they are doing. This is pro-infiniti-slavery. Coming to a town like yours soon! But don’t make any jokes about it, that’s not allowed. You’re not even allowed to make self depracating jokes. Only they can make jokes, and they are always aimed at you. #

You would think that since the US is so ridiculously divided that this would be the perfect time to launch a centrist political party, for sane people that are tired of the extremes on both sides. I mean, especially in this age of AI, where does the division end? You could even promise to change it so every 4 years it shifted to be center-left or center-right.

Surely if things continue in the current direction, at some point you just end up with two sides that are completely unnable to talk to each other at all. Kind of makes you wonder how they got into that nightmare in South Africa. That didn’t sound like much fun.

Isn’t Apartheid the end result when you have total dysfunction? #

I was physically assaulted again last night by what appears to have been a drive-by attack from the motorbike gang stalkers. I didn’t see exactly what happened, but at some point in the early hours when I wasn’t looking I recieved what felt very much like lots of small stones hitting my face. It felt like there was some type of impact. It was painful, I shouted in pain, and I instinctively held both hands up to my face to protect myself.

After a moment when I realised I was okay, I looked around and the very strange thing, is that there was no debris or rocks or any sort of projectiles around me. I still haven’t completely figured out how it could have happened, but I have a few ideas. In any case a few monents later several motorbike drive-by harrassment attacks occurred, in quick succession. At least one of them was someone shouting 'you learn' directly at me while reving their engine. These appear all to have been by young adults in their late teens / early twenties.

I was quite shaken up by the whole episode, but I’m okay. This appears once again to have been part of a bigger planned escallation that has been happening over the past few days. I might write more about that later, it’s very weird, including elements sexual in nature, starvation, anger goading, but much darker than most previous incidents. I just wanted to have at least something writen about the attack here regardless.

This happened the day after a westerner tried to help me, trying to give me some options to improve my situation, and imo is just another example of me being blocked any time I try to fix my situation being stuck here. The message is pretty clear: you try to leave, we will hurt you. #

I managed to get the bulk of the refactoring needed to move to reusable workflows for all the builds. The world was of course trying to trip me up the entire way. The new favorite thing is to have someone give me an order early morning then make that thing they ordered me to do impossible. It’s just more examples of their 3 step manouver: create problem, block solution, escallate & blame.

For example, day before yesterday, in the shop where I get hot water for noodles, another apparent customer in the queue after me told me to 'work!' as I was arranging my bag, then in the cafe seating area of a place I go to to listen to podcasts, write blog posts and code, the entire day there was what can only be described as a relay race of eggregious blocking that ensued. One after the other, from gangs of youths playing group video games making a racket, to loud angry women on the telephone, to solo gamers loudly getting angry at their video game and continuously tutting, to women telling off small children, and much more people not working. It just never ended. Blocked again and again by the opposite of the thing they are telling me to do. Literally one would leave and another would arrive within 60 seconds. The entire day. Then of course they blame me for everything and mutilate me.

It was the same yesterday except the order was 'happy', followed by literally tsunami after tsunami of extremely unhappy people, doing much the same. Always back to their 3 step manouver.

So so so bleak.

Someone bought me a sandwich yesterday evening, that was nice. But the world was right back to it’s bullying with sleep depravation from women on motorbikes all through the night, and white tissue anger goading this morning. Oh and of course they are back to starving me again, while doing drive-bys shouting 'Money!' at me. #

Since hearing that some americans think MI6 is behind the failed Trump assassination, I've been trying to figure out a scenario where that would even make sense. My lived experience in the UK is that aside from the occasional joke, the vaste vaste vaste majority of people just don’t spend any time at all thinking about the US being independant. In fact we all think it’s awesome.

The MI6 conspiracy just makes no sense to me at all. The only reason I can think for MI6 to do something that extreme is that they believe the US, or an entity controlling the US, is doing something even more extreme.

Likely my experience here in Vietnam over the last few years is affecting my thinking on this, but I’ve become a bit sceptical about infiniti. In fini tea. What are the chances?

Can’t we all just chill out, go to the pub, and all get along?

Btw, probably compleately unrelated, but MI in Vietnam means noodles, but bizarely is also used in the word for sandwich which is Banh Mi. I always thought was quite odd.

Update: Bang means cake according to Google translate #

I did eventually get the code for the reusable workflows feature I mentioned yesterday writen, but oh gosh was there push back from an angry world definitely on the war path pretending quite unsuccessfully to not be on the war path. I also managed a blog post, and that too was a slog to get through. Just so much hate and anger, disguished as 'you learn' and 'pay' harrassment incidents. Getting blamed quite literally for the things being done to me. That’s the thieves little trick, they steal from you while blaming you for stealing. It’s not always obvious because the thing they steal often isn’t a physical thing, but it equates to one because ultimately in one way or another you end up paying for it with time or money.

I listenned to a pretty wild episode of Gold Goats ’n Guns podcast, talking all about the Trump assassination attempt. It meanders on for quite a while but it sure does finish on a whopper of a conspiracy theory. I had no idea people in the US thought like this. Kind of want to hear more about these wild ideas.

Seems like I’m on the brink of another starvation cycle from the gang stalker thiefs who just want to control every single concievable aspect of my life. Makes the pro-choice issue in the US seem a bit quaint. Broadly I would describe it as pro-infiniti-slavery. It’s so extreme that people simply don’t believe it’s a real thing. Finding it hilarious like some kind of joke. Meanwhile it’s totally happening.

I have a few podcasts to review, and need to go through yesterday’s code I wrote. Let’s see how far I get, hard to do on an empty stomach.

Another day... #

Ashley Esqueda on TWIT [10:42]: "There is an interesting device though, with younger people, particularly GenZ and younger, there’s this permeating feeling of, and I’ve seen this several times with multiple research and data that’s been published, they really feel like the most important news will make it to me. They feel that they don’t need to go looking for it because the most important news is going to find me. Like the thing that is the most relevant to me…they really trust the algorithm, which is slightly terrifying, but also it’s an interesting change, an interesting shift. The first group of people that have grown up entirely in algorithms, are people that really trust them to bring them the news that they need to know, as opposed to a even younger millennial who remembers a time when there wasn’t an algorithm to contend with." #

Crappy day full of fucking bullying from the dirty fucking thieves, non stop both aggressive and passive aggressive bullying. Managed a blog post, but it was a nightmare to write, and now once again I have a runny nose. Fucking thieves. Stop stealing from me thieves. #

Lots of low grade escallations this morning from motorbike drivebys. Yesterday there was a massive, IMO clearly co-ordinated, escallation that lasted the entire day. Literally every location I went to, and at key points I passed as I walked between places, there were folks waiting to shout harrassment at me. These were clearly manufactured incidents in each location. The general theme was you-do-what-we-say, you-belong-to-us. Yah’ing basically everywhere. I calmly responded in each case by calling the perpetraitors theifs and said for them to stop stealing from me. Ultimately, when all is said and done that’s what’s going on here. They might not like to hear it but that’s what it is.

I’m not here by choice. I’m got stuck here and continue to be stuck here because of decisions other people made. I did all the right things I was asked and supposed to do at every step, and now I’m having my life stolen from me, by people who believe they literally own me. That’s theft of the worst kind. Stealing someone’s life is literally equivalent to murder. Calling them thieves is extremely generous, in reality they are murderers. Slow murdering me. Every. single. day.

I took some notes about the escallations yesterday so maybe I’ll write them up into a blog post today.

Trying to blog as much as I am able to but the conditions are very confrontational, adversarial and bleak everywhere. #

I see this morning that president Biden has dropped out of the race. I have to admit part of me is a bit disapointed there won’t be a Rocky Balboa coming back from the brink moment in this story. That would have been a very american thing to happen, at least based on all the Hollywood movies I’ve watched in my lifetime, and the situation sure does feel like some sort of movie a lot of the time. Anyway, it will be interesting to see where this takes us. It’s not a Rocky movie.

I wonder what kind of movie fits the current moment. What movies did GenZers grow up watching?

Also video games, I don’t know anything about those though.

Also what movies are scheduled to be released in the next 12 months. I’ve found in the past that somewhat bizarely movies can be quite an accurate bell weather of things to come. #

It feels like societies are reaching some kind of maximum. Peak fakeness. Peak everything.

It’s is happening so much quicker than in the past. Films have much more complicated plots than in years gone by, same for television series, video games, and it’s the same for other literature based art. We’ve been ramping up the complexity in many different dimensions for decades at this point.

I wonder whether the pendulum will start to swing in another direction at some point, because in a similar way to Moor's law, perhaps we are running out of space. We are bursting at the seams. Is there a maximum complexity that these city based systems we live in can feasibly process?

As a reaction to all the crazy fast paced infiniti everything, maybe there will be a shift towards more ambient and ephemeral ways of existing, maybe we need some time in the Chill Out room. More Brian Eno. Less Gaba. #

I just can't bring myself to writing up the latest escallation I mentioned in this morning's note. Everything is just too dam bleak. Not much interesting to blog about today :( #

Lots of people dressed in black today, many fake sneezing, and I’m sneezing now with runny nose, and wouldn’t you know it, the people all dressed in black are saying 'you learn'. I guess that signals the end of the current escallation cycle, me once again mutilated.

Everything is clearly too difficult now that they’ve escallated everything in every dimension and the only solution is to mutilate me and blame everything on me for the millionth time. Lazy fucking thieves. #

Some thoughts about theft and stealing brought about by the past few days. I’m just thinking out loud.

A bunch of malicious help last night. It’s unbelievable how 1 lot of malicious help leads to another, which leads to another. It’s like theft being used to fix a theft, which is being used to fix a theft. Each time they created the problem in the first place, yet blamed it on you.

Theft just doesn’t work as a core of society, eventually you run out of people to steal from. Then you are stuck at this stupid self imposed maximum, an equilibrium between thieves and victims. If there is no stealing, there is no maximum, everyone can grow together and help each other without worrying.

If you are stealing from somebody to teach them I think it’s likely that at best you are teaching them to steal. If you are stealing to teach you aren’t teaching, you’re stealing. #

I wrote yesterday about Rogan’s advice to create successful and cool businesses. If the US is so incredibly divided politically, I mean everyone is saying the divide is the worst ever, that there is this insane level of hate, then how is it that people from both camps can go to the same comedy places and laugh at the same jokes?

Wouldn’t you expect that eventually there would be Republican comedy places and Democrat comedy places and never the two shall meet? Or is that perhaps a thing that might still happen? Should we be taking measures to make sure this doesn’t happen?

Is there a weird world possible where one side just decides to ditch comedy all together, and the other side then creates fake people to make it look like both sides are still laughing together when in fact they aren’t. The infiniti comedy division is a pretty dark thought. #

The new thing, since the evening before yesterday evening, is people dressed in black. Mostly head to toe black, occasionally just a black tshirt. They have been appearing everytime some sort of manufactured anger goading is in progress. They will often appear to be having a normal conversation, but then they drop in a word that was used in a key moment during the previous anger goading situation, which was usually in a totally different location. It sticks out like a soar thumb in amongst the apparent vietnamese they are speaking.

There was quite a bit of sleep depravation by roudy groups that kept showing up one after the other yesterday evening like some sort of relay race. It was clear I was being blamed for something. There were several seruptitious 'you learn' shouting in amongst the frollicking cleary aimed directly at me.

I’m still calling out people stealing from me. That’s going down about as you would expect. Usually resulting in even more stealing. Sandwich shops suddenly run out of ingredients, cafe shop seating areas suddenly get mysteriously sealed off with cardboard box tape, shop staff counters closing as you get to the front of the queue, getting redirected to another queue, only for that queue to also get mysteriously closed. Even self depracating jokes about being a tennis ball, go down like a ton of bricks. Only they are aloud to be funny, you can never be funny, even if you are taking the piss out of yourself.

The hypocracy reaches the end of the universe and pokes a whole through to the next universe, while simultaneously springing a leak into 12 different dimensions you never even knew existed.

Got issue #173 of the newsletter writen and published though. That felt pretty good.

And I’m right back at it listening to podcasts, taking notes, writing blog posts and posting links. #

Likely no blog posts today. I’ve gone through all the low hanging fruit from my daily notes, the ones remaining require a bit more thought and attention and space to think. The world has been yah’ing me for days now. Of course there is only so much of that I can withstand, eventually it turns into an infiniti block. I’m going to try and chill for the rest of the day. I've got the newsletter out, published a bunch of links, and done most of my backlog pruning, ready for next week.

This past week had been a productive one, yet I need to find a balance where I can write code as well. Writing code and 3 blog posts a day, isn’t realistic. Certainly not on the puny hardware I'm currently stuck with. #

There’s something really egregious about people that are openly generous but then passive aggressively discourage you from accepting their generocity. It’s really a very pernicious form of stealing, and the worst kind because it’s essentially stealing from everyone, it’s stealing from society. And it often comes from folks that say they are all for working together, for the common good. Double egregious. #

I’ve been able to write quite a few blog posts the past few days. One thing I changed in my routine is I started drinking a hot cup of coffee in the morning, and occasionally one in the afternoon. It definitely helps with getting focussed and into gear as far as writting goes, at least it has done for the past few days. The downside is that I’m not too into how it makes you feel afterwards when the coffee wears off. It’s not terrible, but I find I’m perhaps somewhat more irritable.

The world of course gas noticed my slight change in routine, and has been doing it’s best to royally f it all up. Manufactured situations where people in cafes / shops are setting themselves up to sleep for the entire day, yet if I so much as put my feet up on a chair I get in trouble with the shop staff. It’s basically impossible to change anything without it causing enormous problems, as the malicious types try to find all the holes in the new configuration. It’s absolutely madenning.

I call it what it is which is theft. Theft of your life is the worst kind of theft. It’s basically slow murder IMO.

I've continued trying to do the podcast reviews as I listen to podcasts, creating links on the linkblog. When it works it feels good, but the world constantly getting in the way so it feels like a struggle. Somehow it’s easier to do that all in one go, rather than after each episode. I wish that wasn’t the case. It would be great to have all the reviews done when I start writing each issue.

I'm a few reviews behind, so I’ll hopefully get those done today, world willing. Overall I kind if like this new way of doing it, but I’m not sure it’s very practical given my circumstances. Unfortunately.

Anytime I start typing for more than a few minutes, it‘s like I trigger some sort of immune response from the hive mind, and the world starts yah’ing me, trying to hurry me up, and of course that has the opposite effect. Oh well, one must persevere regardless as they say. #

I wonder if in the distant future governments will eventually just consist of AI brain trainer specialists. In this world a change of government, would essentually be a national brain transplant. The turn up with the new brain, plug it in, then everything just gets put through the new brain. #

Here’s a infiniti No! total reality inversion classic example that happened to me yesterday afternoon:

It’s raining and wet everywhere. It‘s been raining for about 5 minutes. I'm walking to a sandwich shop, carrying all 3 of my bags, which are all quite full and heavy. As I walk / clamber around a tricky part in the pavement where there's a lamp post, a man on a motorbike pulls up close to me, veering towards me unexpectedly, asking me ‘where you go?’ motioning to get on his motorbike. It's bysy heavy traffic everywhere.

That’s already quite unusual though not unheard of, but as I look at him I realise he is western. That really is VERY unusual. He repeats himself, he had a French accent. I politely decline, but it’s very awkward because the curb is very high where I am walking, and remember it’s raining, and I’ve got these heavy bags, and I’m now having to deal with this surprise offer. I stumble, my foot slips on the enormous curb, I go flying directly into some parked motorbikes, with enormous momentum because of the heavy bags.

I’ve fallen over previously a few times with these bags and it’s really really dangerous, your legs literally buckle under you, so when it happens this time I get flash backs of previous times it happened. Miraculously I don’t fall to the ground, I stabilise myself with the parked motorbike, that I imagine are scratched by my bags after crashing into them.

I instinctively say out loud "careful mate", because well, his manoeuvre was frankly bloody dangerous given the conditions. He looks very annoyed at me and shouts ‘No!’, then drives off. No sorry, no ‘are you ok’, no help getting back stable on my feet. Just a loud somewhat angry 'No!'. Like the entire thing is my fault. He then drives off.

I finally get to the shop, buy what I went there for, and just before I walk off the girl working there, who historically is very often on a warpath, shouts ‘liar’. I call her a thief, she immediately says thank you in Vietnamese, like she was expecting me to say that, I’m completely exhausted and spent after continuous bullying all morning in every location and walk away, a few meters down the road I gather my thoughts and tell the world to stop stealing from me.

I notice that on the top shelf of the items I was buying, that come in various sizes, the top shelf now has a size that’s 1/2 as big as the previous smallest size. Note there has been both 1/2 size food portion anger goading, as well as large butch women suddenly turning up and running all the sandwich shops along side the previous, often very moody, non-butch sandwich shop staff.

This is what it has come to. The level of pettiness is such that people would quite happily consume an entire universe of resources just to win an argument on why a neutrino was out of place by a distance of one neutrino.

The odd thing is that the girl and bloke from this sandwich shop always give off a sort of french vibe, in the way they behave, the things they say, perhaps they used to live there or something, but I always got a French vibe from them. What are the chances? #

The new thing is once again harrassment of a sexual nature, combined with starvation and food goading. A few days ago I was gifted a fancy croisant from an expensive bakery, by a woman on a motorbike. Now every evening a well dressed tall bloke turns up, sits nearby. He is always holding a large bag from the expensive bakery, full of nice pastries. He looks to be waiting for someone in the building across the road.

While he waits the security guard in the building opposite, sits directly facing me, and repeatedly makes up and down motion with his right hand, very quickly. It looks very much like he’s pretend masterbate. He eventually stops, and fancy pastries bloke crosses the road and walks off with the person he was waiting for. About 30 mins before this a young woman offered me 1/2 a bagel, because she apparently "was full" and couldn’t eat it. I politely declined. The half food portions has been a thing for several days now, which I have written about.

She had a very shifty attitute. Every morning, and I’m sure today will be no different, the sexual harrassment weird old lady puts used tissues in my path in the gutter. Yesterday evening whenever she appeared, right afterwards somebody appeared gorging on food. All these things are linked. It’s all harrassment, it’s all some form of stealing from me. Stop stealing my life world. #

Eric Semler on Bitcoin company treasuries: "Bitcoin is the cheapest way to buy the future because it’s the only currency that doesn’t get debased." #

I’m a couple of days into the newsletter prep experiment, and I have to say, it feels way more laborious. Doing each review right after listening to each podcast really creates a lot of friction to the listening experience. Feels a lot less free flowing than just listening to them all, taking notes, then boshing out all the reviews in one sitting. I’ll soldier on for the rest of the week.

I think it’s partly made worse by the dire state of the hardware I’m using. Adding links to the git repo takes aaaaaggges. It’s disapointing because I had high hopes I could have added some cool automation to create the newsletter later down the line.

Anyway, maybe I’ll feel different about it by the end of the week. #

I’ve been using the podcast queue feature in my podcast app quite a bit recently. It’s a cool feature. Here’s how I use it:

• Add to it the most interesting looking episodes after downloading every morning
• Listen throughout the day
• Add mostly new stuff, also maybe a few old ones you missed
• You have to clear it every few days
• More than 10 items starts to get a bit unmanageable

The nice thing is that you do all the choosing agead of time, so you are never in a position to have to choose when the world is on the warpath with you. #

The butch women army appears to be on the warpath with me again. All this morning, when I was trying to buy food they were joking / not joking about food access, and turning up on motorbikes surrounding me, very intimidating. What did I do? I’ve been calling out people as thieves when they quite clearly are steeling my life from me. Since people are constantly steeling my life from me in one way or another, seems to have ruffled some feathers. People want to be able to infiniti block you, but you can’t even call it out. When they do it, it’s a hilarious joke, when you so much as think about it, you are an infiniti Adolf Hitler. #

Right in the middle of another gang stalker escallation cycle. When all is said and done it’s theft. Theft plain and simple. So I’m calling what it is, everytime it happens, which is a lot because each time they try to fix the situation with another theft, each time disguised as something else. Before you know it it’s malicious help after malicious help after malicious help. Each time making the situation even worse while pretending to be the saviours. Until maximum perversion, at which point the entire social system starts to break down. And eventually I get blamed and often mutilated.

Another starvation cycle is just about to start. The malicious help from last night involved two girls in their twenties on a motorbike ostensibly giving out meals, except they made a point of giving the weird old lady, who now is permanently camped outside the shop, a meal too. I could sense there was something up the second they artived. Anyway, opened the meal to find it was half sized. Thiefs.

The other very weird thing that happened earlier in the evening, was that during the rain storm the weird old lady came over to where I was sheltering and started acting very bizarely, what can only be described as sexual advances. She eventually went away. During the night a meal was left in the place she had been sitting. All this stuff is harassment, it’s of a sexual nature. It’s combined with starvation, and constant anger goading. It is frankly disgusting.

It’s all ultimately theft. Stop stealing from me world. Stealing someone’s life is murder.

There have been at least 4 police walk bys this morning, so it’s clear it’s going to escallate in some way and everything will once again get blamed on me. #

I’m going to try to write the podcast reviews as I listen to them this week, rather than wait until the end of the week. Hopefully it will improve both the reviews and the newsletter intro. It remains to be seen how the world will react to this new way of doing things. Let’s hope for the best.

Update: Almost immediate push back from a world on the warpath yet again. Even a wiff if possible change sends the wirkd into perversion mode, where everything gets perverted and escallated and warpathed. One must persevere. #

Following on from yesterday evening’s bizare sexual harrassment from the weird old lady, there was more of it this morning. Her new thing is to dump enormous amounts of tissues in your path, right in the gutter. Avid readers will remember that there was an incident in last week’s escallations involving condoms left in the gutter on front of the internet place. And you will also remember that ice lollys have started to feature everytime the weird old lady gets on a warpath.

Well wouldn’t you know it, this morning at the shop / cafe, ice scream lolly wrapers left exactly where I charge my devices. Add to that all sorts of anger goading involving not flushing the toilet, sugar free coke bottles, and a bunch of other weird shit I won’t get into right now. It’s intimidation escallation, masquerading as perhaps humour, but really it’s harrassment.

Ultimately it’s theft, using up even more of my time that’s alteady being fully stolen by the gang stalker pervert thieves. #

I partly really like the expression / turn of phrase "And so on and so forth". It means roughly speaking something like "etc etc" but slightly cleverer because it demands of the listener to extrapolate based on what you just said and imagine similar examples.

It’s good because it can save time when you are talking about something quite complex, time you can use to build up important ideas rather than laboriously be going over examples. When it’s used well, it is saying to the other person, "I know you know what I mean, you are a smart person, I'm not going to bother you with unnecessary explanations". If it’s used sparingly and respectfully it can be very effective at keeping the conversation moving forward.

Having said that, there is the danger of over-use, of using it as a crutch, a way to be lazy, asking the listener to do your job for you. These are not respectful ways to use this expression.

Anyway, I'm writting about it here so that I remember to use it sometimes. My impression is that I rarely use it. I think if used correctly it can make you sound quite smart. #

Having been more focussed on UK and US politics than I usually am for the past few months, one thing that I think many brits are suprised about in the US is the level of hatred between various groups. Of course in the UK we have all sorts of disagreements too, but my impression is that the level of underlying hatred is much less pronounced.

I could be wrong about this in some places, but on average, I think people tend to get along better most of the time.

I wonder what people in the US think about the levels of hatred in the UK? #

Just heard that brain - machine interface companies are collectively now referred to as Neurotech. I guess it makes sense, even if it feels a bit icky that there are folks building companies around our neurons. #

Shoplifting bloke appears to have disapeared the past 2 days, but he’s been replaced by another bloke who basically does the same charade. This bloke has a mobile phone and a backpack, looks much more normal. He stands there for ages looking at his mobile phone, looking confused. Then over to the shop, looking confused. He’s holding a plastic bag with something in it. Then eventually disapears.

There’s also been this other older bloke on a motorbike that’s stopped two days in a row, yesterday evening with some food gift. He's very grumpy.

The police did several walk-bys early this morning. That’s unusual. I mention all these things because I know from experience that they will all coalesce into some sort of thing where I get blamed for everything. They always do.

Even as I write this note, two motorbike gang stalkers drove past and shouted No! at me. And so it goes, everything will be my fault now for the rest of the day. #

Spain beat England 2:1 in Euro 2024 - Oh crap. And the bloody world is defo on the warpath again with me too. Just another day in passive aggressive escallation hell. #

I’ve listenned to several politics podcasts discussing the Trump assassination attempt and though there was much mention of the fist in the air, no one has mentioned the bizare nazi salute thing as he was evacuated from the stage. Was the video I watched a fake?

Apparently he was shouting 'fight' rather than the f-word, which is what I thought at first. A bit weird but I can see how in the heat of the moment that could happen. But a nazi solute? WTF is that about?

If it turns out I did watch the official real video, it’s really strange that everyone is just pretending the nazi solute didn’t happen.

As part of today’s escallations from locals, there has been another photographer (there was one yesterday too), some sexual harrassment and a walk-by past me as I sat in the park earlier loudly saying 'fight fight'. Oh and another police walk-by in the shop / cafe I’m in now. What are the chances? #

I hope I've reached peak blog post weirdness.

They seem to be getting a bit weirder everyday.

Must keep reminding myself we are living in the best days.

Pretty sure there’s a Beatles song about all this :) #

There was an interesting interaction between lawyers on a recent Vergecast episode all about music copyright in the age of AI [20:10]:

Nilay Patel: Professor, let’s say you didn’t have Jonny B Good in the training data, but then you had the entire architecture of Rock ‘n Roll, that is built on Jonny B Good. Could you back your way into Jonny B Good?

David Pierce: Monkeys and type writers and Shakespeare right? Is that the theory here?

Nilay Patel: Do you need the seed crystal when you have the whole diamond mine of Rock ‘n Roll?

Professor Charlie of NYU: That’s a really good question because if you look at this entire era of music where RnB, Rock ‘n Roll, Rockabilly, are all kind of one entity, the music is drawing on 12 bar blues, a very standard song structure, they are often in the same keys that play well on guitar, they are using the same guitar licks, they are mostly using pentatonic scales, they are using the same language, and you might think yeah you could sort of back into that. But the precise rhythms, the exact words? Let’s be clear, the copy is worse, it does not sound nearly as good as the real Jonny B Good.

He goes on to say anyone defending the AI would lose. But it brings up an important question. Could you train an AI, remember it’s an infinite training regression, that would guarantie a specific output? What if you actually could?

This is likely bigger than just copyright. It’s much more akin to fate. #

Isn’t it a bit strange that the EU appears to hate vertically integrated companies like Apple, throwing all sorts of antitrust cases at them, but they also hate crypto, which is basically the opposite of a vertically integrated company? #

The world has gotten itself into another muddle, and it’s blaming me for everything again, going through the by now very familar escallation cycles, that eventually stop making any kind of sense, and you get mutilated. Several malicious help incidents yesterday evening, and motorbike gang stalker intimidation for much of the night and into the morning. Lots of yah’ing already today and it’s hardly even daylight. Looks like another day of spiritual traffic jams is upon us.

I re-read my elections turnout blog post from yesterday, which at the time of writing felt a bit confused, but it’s not that bad. I think it expresses vaguely what I was trying to say.

Worth noting, now that I’m up and writing, all the gang stalking has completely stopped. No more drive-bys from loud clunky motorbikes loaded up with scummy kids shouting abuse and driving around like hooligans, no more drive-bys by gravely voiced old men, or from mid twenties normies also on motorbikes. When the gang stalking and intimidation starts, it’s from all walks of life. But it can cease as quick as it started, and then it’s as if it never happened.

Hopefully the world will somehow find a way off the warpath it’s gotten itself snagged onto. #

Raoul Pal: "These are all decentralised businesses that sell blockspace, and they have different qualities to their blockspace, or a different narrative on what makes their blockspace effective"

Reminds me of when Amazon S3 was introduced all those years ago. Maybe we’ll start to think about crypto as the blockspace internet. #

I got this week’s newsletter issue writen and scheduled. That’s always a relief. There’s something odd that it does to time, which can upset your rythm a bit. I can’t quite put my finger on the specifics, but the process of writing the newsletter is some sort of huge compression of the entire week. I find it often leaves you in a strange state where you feel like you're having to catchup with everything.

Anyway today is going to be about listening to some podcasts, trying not to stress too much, eating some food, maybe a blog post. Doing my best not to get all caught up in the weird newsletter compression thing. #

I totally did get caught up in the newsletter compression thing. I don’t know if I’m describing this very well. Anyway this is me sort of getting out of that, having published a blog post, some links and a few notes. Gosh it sure was very confusing getting this all sorted though.

Sometimes the world just wants to fight you on absolutely everything. It punishes you for punishing you then forces you to pay for your own punishment, then is righteously offended by you just for existing.

Still managed a newsletter issue, a blog post, a few links, some notes, and listened to a few cool pods. Oh and I ate some really nice food.

Peace world, your friend Mark. x #

Today I'm going to try to tentatively take a look at the re-organisation of deploy workflows I had been working on last month when I got blocked by a build minutes shortage. The scope has decreased somewhat in the interim because I've improved the npm module caching in the existing main website deploy workflow, so I likely no longer need to separate out the cache refresh code. The plan is to move to reusable Github Action workflows, so that all the repos, including the plugins all use the eact same build and deploy workflow which are all in a special shared repository.

This is one of those bits of work that makes you feel much better with the code base because something which is vital and often used, which currently has quite a lot of duplicated code, suddenly becomes 1 cohesive and consuatent well tested bit of code. All sorts of silly mistakes that can easily get introduced by copy paste mistakes that lead to almost the same code diverging, just totally disapear. It’s the sort ot thing that feels a bit like when you do a very thorough spring cleaning of your house, but where you've additionally built some shelves and put together some neat looking Ikea cupboards. Everything feels more robust and useful.

I’m going to ease into it, and continue with the main focus on blogging. I don’t want to get into any issues with the build minutes this month. From what I recall I had a minimum viable version working, and it was just a question of moving over the more complicated workflow into 3 seperate workflows that are each reusable. One for build, one for deploy and one for backup. Quietly optimistic and excited about it. #

Rough few days, especially after last week where I only ate a meal 3 out of 7 days. After each bought of starvation my body takes a couple of days to recover, only to be plunged right back into another starvation. A westerner that occasionally stops for a chat passed by earlier this evening, gifted me a meal and a bottle of coke. The food was wonderful, my body was craving some nutrients, and it was also really great to have an actual conversation with another human lasting more than two words long. About 20 minutes later someone stopped on a motorbike and gifted me some chicken and rice. After days of bullying and starvation it’s nice just for my existence to be acknowledged.

Pretty sure I'll realise later that there’s some meliciousness mixed in somewhere that I just haven’t noticed yet. I know from experience there always tends to be, it’s like clockwork. The dark side of things is always hiding between the cracks somewhere. In any case, for now it feels good. #

Rained quite a lot last night. Weird shoplifter bloke still hanging around. He appears to be pretending he was actually bringing gifts to the weird old lady that now hangs out outside the shop almost 24/7. Of course he would do that wouldn’t he if he was shoplifting, because he doesn’t want her to rat him out. I'm still calling him little boy to try and put him off so that I don’t get blamed for his criminality. There's not much else I can do. I certainly don’t want any violence. And the reality is he’s actually steeling from me. I saw him walk past the internet place yesterday, so no doubt something is going to happen there soon related to all this.

I fixed the website's everything RSS feed, which was quite the challenge because the world literally always starts starving me any time I do any work on the RSS feeds. I pretty much only have to look at the feed code and starvation gets initiated, along with enormous infiniti total reality inversion bullying from every direction. It’s like a mass delusion pavlovian response or something. Anyway the urls in the by date everything feed had an undefined variable, breaking the urls.

I had to add a way to seperate the webRoot and the itemsWebRoot in the template where you define a feed. That fixes the urls for feeds that are based on mixed data sources. I also updated both the Twitter and Mastodon autoposter tools, so there should only be a single auto posted link each day to the latest everything page post, rather than seperate auto posts for notes and links. I decided to keep an auto poster for individual blog posts. I want these to stand out a bit, since they are the most valuable content. Over the next few days it will hopefully be more obvious if the balance is right.

Okay pat yourselves on the back 10x everyone, time to do some work. #

In what-are-the-chances-world news, a new hot social media app called No Place is in the headlines, barely a week after the infiniti No! saga. #

Jeff Snider from the Eurodollar University podcast asks why isn’t Bitcoin dominating the commercial landscape?

It‘s an interesting episode, a recording of a recent conference presentation he made. He looks back at the fascinating history and evolution of ledger based money. He notes that each time there had been a massive step change in the technology, the adoption has happened rapidly within less than 15 years. Bitcoin had been around for that amoung of time, and it’s getting very popular, but the adoption just isn’t comparable.

One problem he identifies is that in order to use your Bitcoin you have to convert it to Eurodollars, the current best version of ledger money that we use. He argues that that’s not a payment system. Jeff believes Bitcoin took a wrong turn by overly focusing on store of value, when the market wants a dynamic highly useable money. A better way of exchanging value.

It’s not to say it’s store of value isn’t really useful, but it does make you wonder whether Bitcoin will become the next evolutionary step in ledger based money. #

Weird shoplifter bloke has been making more and more appearences. He just sits at the other end of the bench and tries to see when the nearby shop staff go into the back room so he can swipe stuff. At the same time to this, not unco-incidentally police have been turning up in other places that I go to. Yesterday one, who was enormous and a bit fat, sat directly on front of me next to a small young woman that had been sitting there for a while. He proceeded to continuously pat her on the back and side, just like how you would pat a dog. He then was basically necking with her interspersed with patting for most of lunch time.

Once again perhaps not uncoincidentally previous to this at the internet place there were used condom packets in the street in the gutter.

And once again previous to that, an old women dressed entirely in red was ostensibly doing early morning exercises in the exact spot where last week the gang stalkers had left a dead rat. Her exercise was very strange. She was facing the wall, both hands on it, then girating her torso backwards and forwards, so she was basically being the man in some bizare doggy style position.

Don’t try to tell me none of this stuff is linked. That’s fucking bullshit. All these events are totally linked. It's anger goading, it’s intimidation, and it’s a total time suck for me, and that’s equivalent to murder. Get your feets off my neck world.

Whenever shoplifter bloke shows up, I’ve started loudly saying 'go to bed little boy'. I have to deter him peacefully, because I’m going to end up being blamed for his shoplifting. Not to mention that people don’t stop to help when he’s loitering there, so he‘s literally starving me. He's now showing up early morning and all through the evening.

Rowdy scummy gang stalker kids on motorbikes are driving by shouting 'Lie!' loudly right after shoplifter bloke leaves now. These are the same type that a few weeks ago physicslly assaulted me. They have attacked me with rocks many times before. Once they threw a huge stone brick at me that hit me directly in the face. These events always have huge aftermaths that last for days.

Just another impossible situation. I’ll be the one who ends up being mutilated, and blamed for everything, then starved even more than they are already starving me.

I wish I had more positive things to write about, because it’s not doing much for my employability, but this is life for me at the minute. And since I'm a blogger, I write about life, so it would be disengenuous for me to pretend it wasn’t happening.

Everything is a catch-22 these days. #

What the world says: Commons for everyone!

What the world really means: No safe commons for you, and if you try not to use the commons, we'll punish you too! #

John Gruber on iPadOS [01:53:34]:

It’s like they’ve painted themselves into a corner and blindfolded themselves so they can’t see that they are painted in a corner. […]

There is no easy solution. […]

I feel like collectively Apple is just pretending it’s not a problem. […]

General rule of thumb, you should eliminate modes, cause modes just aren’t intuitive, and they aren’t how people think. But the iPad is all about modes. #

From my blog post The Future of iPados vs Macos [30/05/2024]:

Would Vim style quick mode switching solve the MacOS - iPadOS integration connundrum? #

John Gruber on The EU and DMA [02:19:16]:

I really can’t help but think though that there are a lot of DMA proponents who really think it’s just about busting up the App Store, when it’s way more far reaching than that, and really does open up Apple non-compliance fines for anything that they do that is vertically integrated within their own products and services. […]

I think henceforth, every future thing Apple does is going to come late and possibly limited to the EU. If Apple Watch were brand new, it would definitely be delayed, because it only works with iPhones. I think that’s illegal under the DMA, or it could be. They would need them to rule, and they don’t want to rule in advance, and Apple doesn’t want to tell them in advance. That’s not the Apple way of doing things.

"Hey we’re thinking about unveiling these new smart glasses next year. What do you guys think in the EU?" - They’re not going to do that. #

Alistair Campbell and Rory Stewart on the french mind [30:06]:

Alistair: And she said, I'll translate as I go, she said "it's not the least of the paradoxes, that on the evening..."

Rory: I love the fact that when you translate french you have to go, "it is not the least of the paradoxes". If you were editing this into english prose, would you start with "it is not the least of the paradoxes"? [laughing]

Alistair: "Ce n’est pas le moindre des paradoxes"..."that on the eve of the most important european elections in history, the most european of french presidents, took the least european of decisions to shake up Europe."

Rory: Wait wait wait...before we go on, what a beautiful expression of the french mind. Not the least of paradoxes, the most european of presidents, on the eve of the european elections, took the least european of decisions...

Alistair: It’s brilliant, exactly exactly, exactly

I absolutely love this interaction. You really have to listen to it to get the full picture. The thing is, both Rory and Alistair speak very good french, as do I, and the unspoken bit, is that when you read the french press, it really is absolutely packed with this kind of unbelievably flowery language.

It’s such a wonderful insight into french culture. But it’s great because it’s two politics nerds and admirers of France stumbling upon something that is so very very french.

They are both taking the piss somewhat, but also being affectionate, at the same time. I can confirm it really is a very french turn of phrase.

And it probably says something about the UK and even Europe in general as well. Btw, the english press has it’s own quirks when it comes to turns of phrase.

Imagine all the shit we’ve had to go through that have resulted in these ridiculus yet beautiful ways of speaking. It boggles my mind. #

I listenned to quite a few great podcasts today. Brain, mind and body apear to be getting back into the swing of things following the past few days difficulties.

Listening to music everywhere seems to be helping somewhat with averting escallations. I used to do that but the world didn‘t like it much, and also the headphones have a tendency to break much quicker. Anyhow maybe I won't need to do it once the world has calmed down a bit.

The next few days are about trying to get back into more regular blogging. Just need to clear some of the digital clutter. #

Mt Gox is finally giving back their customers money that they stole. But they are only paying back 15% of funds. That's an outrage, and it's even more outrageous to claim they were doing their customers a favour putting them through years of hell. It's disgusting victim blaming, something I’m unfortunately all too familiar with.

How unbelievable that this should happen the exact same week I finished the everything page, after months of delays, and mentioned I would be retiring the current mountain homepage.

It's just another example of total reality inversion that I experience daily, in this case it’s especially bad because the ordeal the Mt Gox customers have gone through feels earily similar to what I'm still going through here in Vietnam.

What are you doing to me world?

Update: While I was writing this note and associated linkblog link, a couple in their twenties had been sitting behind me relatively queitly. Just as I was putting the finishing touches to my wording, the bloke said audibly 'sorry' in my direction. They both then got up and left a few moments later. #

Yesterday everything felt incredibly rushed. For a start there was an insane amount of yah-blocking from seemingly everyone, everywhere. You get yah’d for absolutely no good reason, only to be immediately blocked in what you are doing. It can be infuriating if you don’t know it’s happening, and it very much appears to be the point by many. Personally I think it’s counter productive, as it spreads and just causes traffic jams real and imaginary, and generally seems to put everyone in a bad mood.

I was already having to play catchup, having just been allowed to eat again after about a week of starvation. So I had many days of clothes to wash and just try to get back into the swing of things. Not so obvious, everything felt rushed, brain constantly doing that thing where it feels like it‘s having buffering issues, and just constantly wants to multi-task. All the yah-ing just makes it worse. Still I caught up with most of the physical stuff I needed to do. Still quite a bit of digital things to catch up on.

I spent much of the day listening to music, and smiling each time a yah-block occurred. Ok world, you are doing another one of your innefective counter productive yah-blocks, I would think to myself. Knowing full well people would ultimately be more unhappy later. Then just slow down and try to keep a constant pace to get through it.

I listenned to several podcasts, but had to pause and move on to another several times. Today has been a bit better. Your body and brain really get very affected by starvation and bullying, and it takes a while to recover.

The music helps to ignore it and all the people calling you 'dog', which also happens all the friggin time. It's very brutal. Once it starts it spreads everywhere like the plague.

I notice after each time they put me through these starvation days, that my hunger gets worse. I'm constantly thinking and feeling I should eat something, even if I've recently eaten plenty to get by to the next meal. I've never had trouble with weight, but I wouldn’t be suprised if that becomes an issue at some point. But maybe that‘s part of their plan, one other thing they shout at me is 'bear'. #

It's unreal how glorius food is after 3 days of not eating, and thinking you might die. Forget about drugs food is where it’s at. Got gifted some sweet breads and a hamburger last night. First time I've been gifted a hamburger here. A bit different to a western one but nice nonetheless. It's also nice to know that there are still kind people in the world.

Lots of very weird incidents the past few days. This typically happens when being starved. I've found that the bullying in these times is often sexual in nature. First, the old lady that’s been hanging around outside the nearby shop exposed herself to me again the other day. Bit of a shocker. She walks up the street so she is directly in front of my field of vision, stands with her back to me, then 1-2-3 does a sort of Braveheart raised kilt thing but by pulling down her pants. I looked up exactly as she did it, not what you expect to see. I looked away almost instantly, let me tell you, it wasn't a pretty site.

Then the next day there was the firedrill incident with the loud bully women repeatedly shouting 'gay' on their mobile phones, while the weird shoplifting bloke, who sits nearby and just stares at you, was loitering next to me.

Then later and for the past two days in the park there has been this western bloke that takes a nearby bench and starts doing what I guess are yoga poses. Both times he installed himself with his back to me, then into what is some variation of downward dog position, looking more like a cat though, arse right up in the air. Frankly it really didn't look like the sort of pose one should be doing in a public park.

And then finally perhaps the weirdest, and the thing that makes you wonder if all these events are linked in some way. An oldish lady gets off her motorbike, sits down next to me, wants to talk. I take out my earplugs, and smile. She starts whitering on about something. Sounds a bit like english, but I can only understand about 5% of the words she is saying. She says words like 'Vietnam' and 'president' and 'money', but these are interspersed with mumbling, and she appears to lower the volume considerably when she's mumbling. I strain to understand what she's saying, try having a conversation, it's impossible, it's apparent and obvious after a while that the whole mumbling is a put on thing, on purpose. I'm very polite to her.

Then she says 'bottom' and motions what can only be described as the motion you do when you are wiping someone else's arse. I say to her that‘s strange and ask her why she said that and why she is pretending to wipe someone’s bottom, she does it again and continues to mumble. Eventually the 'bottom' turns into 'Biden'. At which point you know it’s definitely some sort of prepared bit.

She walks away and comes back a few times. Eventually leaves. I just sat there with a wtf look on my face. After she leaves, I remember she'd done something similar to me before a few months back. That time she stayed on the motorbike, did the same mumbling thing, but kept starting to leave, then stoping. She must have done it 10 or 15 times. As it happens I really needed the bathroom at the time. Very strange. Pretty sure they, whoever the group is that she is a part of, track your bathroom visits.

Btw this time she tried to get me to get on her motorbike with her. I politely declined. After she left, about a minute later a motorbike gang stalker drove by and shouted 'good liar' directly at me.

WTF vietnam? #

I'm hoping to be able to listen to a few podcasts today, read some javascript programming articles I have saved, eat a bit of food and do a tidy up of the features backlog for my static site generator. Just trying to stay sane in an insane world. Looks like I'll be able to wash my clothes and charge my devices again, which is lucky because I was down to 20% on iOS device with almost nothing left in spare batteries. #

Time is money, money is property, stealing someone’s money is theft #

Time is money, money is life, stealing someone’s life is murder #

Bitcoiners, gold bugs and sound money folks are all against debasing money, and they make really great arguments that make a ton of sense. Maybe though the problem with making money completely bulletproof is that the debasement just gets moved somewhere else. What if debasement is in some way part of the human condition?

And what if the debasement gets moved to somewhere where it’s even worse? Maybe the money layer is the safest place for the debasement to happen. What if it moves to the social layer, or language itself. Many feel that society is going to hell, but what if that was quaint compared the maximum debasement that was possible. Maybe we can't even imagine how badly society could get debased.

Perhaps we should setup some metrics to track key aspects of societies to ensure that doesn't happen? #

Weather quite cold last night and this morning. I've written up some notes on the recent current theme they are bullying me with, which appears to be shoplifting, which I absolutely haven't done anything if the sort, but that's what they are trying to make it look like. Anyway I'll put all that in a seperate note.

It's the second day of the new everything page, I'm super happy about getting it completed, but it's difficult to be happy because of all the bullying. It's the 3rd day without food. They are starving + food goading + shoplifting intimidating me at the minute. I have barely any electricity left in my batteries, with no way to charge any devices. Also washing clothes has been essentially cut off. It's all a nightmare, and people have clearly been spreading false rumours about me. I am some sort of pariah. I think most people would be happy for me to die at the curb of the road in the gutter.

I got the everything page rendering though. That bit of knowledge cheers me up enormously. #

Some notes about the recent shoplifting theme the gang stalker bullies appear to be on with me at the minute. These are very lightly edited, because I'm very low on power for my devices, but also because it's very difficult to write about this stuff, while I'm being bullied. Weird synchronicuties keep happening. Thankfully this morning is a bit quiet. The notes are because I want to document it in some way so that I can remember these incidents, for others to see what it can be like here, but also in case something bad happens like getting accused of something by police. They are only very lighyly edited, so they probably won't meet my usual high standards of readability :)

• Shoplifting is the new theme. First there was this manufactured incident at Circle K Shop where staff said "Error" as I paid. That what is says sometimes on the hit water fountain when it's out of order, but I already saw it wasn't out of order. I'm pretty sensitive at the minute to payment situation given the tsunami if recent incidents where food vendors and their staff have been trying to trap me in situations where it nught appear that I didn’t pay, all completely false. Anyway as I gave her the money I said loudly 'paid', and as I walked off made a comment about trying to trap people not being very funny, and they surely could find a way to enjoy themselves that didn't involve traping people.
• At this point it's worth noting that in this specific shop during the pandemic lockdowns there was a series of incidents where staff were saying very odd things as I was buying things and getting water from the hot water fountain. The sort of thing your brain has a hard time diciphering because it is so totally out of context from the present situation. Anyway I ended up absent mindingly putting the instant noodles packet into my bag as I was filling up my flask with water. Luckily I noticed before I walked away, but it could very easily have resulted me accidentally shoplifting an item. I can’t remember the exact words they used now, but at the time I did abd realised they had totally mind controlled me. They were practising on me. That's why mention it here because that particular shop seem to somehow specialise in manufactured shoplifting incidents.
• So in any case the Error ibcudebt was immediately followed upstairs in the seating area, two people drinking beer. Beer is rately drunk in these seating areas. I don't even think it's allowed. As I entered one said loudly 'perfect' abd they both chuckled after looking back at me and tucking into their beers. That’s some seriously good mibd control shit, given what I had just said downstairs. But I decided to not say anything and let them enjoy their beers, and quietly got into some podcasts.
• Then the weird bloke I mentioned last week that had a bottle of coke, has been making many appearances, he appears to be shop lifting, at least that’s what he’s trying to make it look like. Shoplifting noodles, and eating them sitting next to me. He also keeps staring at me all the time when I’m looking in another direction away from him. As soon as I look towards him, he looks away quickly before I can see his stare. It’s like he’s studying me in some capacity. Update: He just walked past as I added to this bullet point about the staring.
• At the same time lots more police drive byes and walk byes than usual. And an incident where shortly after shop lifting bloke disapeared, a police bloke walked past, he re-appeared a few minutes later walking in the opposite direction carrying a plastic bag with a single small food item in it. It's sort of unusual to see police officers walk past holding plastic bags like that. I felt like it was a message to me, like 'we know he’s shop lifting', and it just feels like somehow I'm going to be implicated in the whole situation.
• Also strange walk byes by gang of men all holding their hands behind their backs like they are prisoners, right after shop lifting bloke disapeared
• Later that evening a police motorbike stoping directly on front of me to check licenses of a motorbike driver, as passed me just before he stopped the police officer shouted ‘liar’ really loudly.
• Btw the shop lifting bloke is turning up several times per day, he sits at the other end of the bench and continuously looks into the nearby shop, perhaps to find a moment when staff are in the back room?
• This follows several incidents a few weeks ago where a westerner accompanied by a local who were ostensibly friends, offered to buy me something from the shop, this happened a few times over several days. Sandwiches, a meal, water. But I noticed he never brought it back in a plastic bag. At one point in our conversation he mentioned specifically that he was a big green environment person and hated that shops everywhere put everything in plastic bags even when it’s unnecessary.
• At around the same time, there was incident at another shop, the one that appears to specialise in shop lifting, where someone, maybe the staff had left a sandwich on the counter where you pay. The moment I got top of the queue to pay for the items I had, a women popped up next to me and went to take the sandwich, but she was unsure of herself as she did it. Looked at the shop keeper as if to determine if that’s what she was supposed to do. She eventually took the sandwich and disappeared into the shop. The incident felt wierd like it was a planned thing, like she was getting freebies from the shop staff.
• Another foreigner, one who had helped me several times when I was ill, showed back up a couple of weeks ago, he got me large 2 litre bottles of Pepsi and a snickers from the shop. Earlier that day there was an incident at another shop seating area where a group of girls were being very passive aggressive confrontational, they had a large bottle of Pepsi prominently on the table. You very rarely see people drinking large bottles of Pepsi here. I can’t even remember it ever happening in all the years I've been going to these shops day in day out.
• This also follows a several week period a few weeks ago where people at food stands, ostensibly other customer, kept offering to pay for my food. It happened half a dozen times. Right at the start of that wave of incidents, a food vendor offered me a free meal, her translator assistant saying "for you free". The other incidents started out pretty obviously like people buying me a free meal but changed progressively to them ordering me to pay. Then it was insinuated that I was stealing food, which absolutely wasn’t the case. Those incidents eventually stopped for a week, but happened again once, but I caught the perpetrator clearly saying ‘I pay’ to me while pointing at the food. I asked why he was lying, why he was trying to cause me problems, he went very quiet. He had shouted 'liar' in my direction as I walked up to the food stand.
• Also the ‘free for you’ lady, another time, gave me a free fried egg, in a somewhat strange interaction and build up, where it seemed like she was going to add it without me asking but then cause a situation where I would look to not be paying the right price. That has happened seceral times in other food vendor places. I think she only didn't charge me for it because I said 'no egg' several times as I noticed her puting the egg in the box. Anyway this messing around with the meal and the side dishes has happened to me lots, they always turn into some vad vibe thing where they make out they are being hard done by. But they created the situation in the first place.
• Also a K Circle bloke gave me a free boiled egg the morning after I got assaulted during the night saying ‘a gift for you’, putting it in my bag. He was exceedingly smiley the entire time. The very next day he treated me like I was some sort of criminal he didn’t trust. Looking suspiciously at me as I paid, saying 'okay' as he moved very slowly, being way too overly causcious for the situation.
• There are so many of these incidents it’s difficult to keep track of them.
• And it’s not a big surprise that all this shop lifting business is happening now, right in a period of massive starvation that they are inflicting on me. Today is day 3 in a row of no food. It’s been accompanied by 2 days of some of the most intense bullying yet. ‘You learn’ coming out of peoples ears, even a ‘he will learn’ from a nearby conversation between folks that had been passive aggressive bullying me moments before. It's literally been non-stop bullying and food goading from what feels like every person that walks past. #

Quite an eventful morning. There was a firedrill at a building right next to the nearby store, the one where shoplifter bloke keeps scoping out when he's sitting on the end of tge bench. Rich before it happened a light green police bloke, they are tge more local neighboorhood variety of police, stopped for a chat. i had no idea what he was going on about. He said you go, then pointed away down the street, then pointed to the building where the fire drill was about to happen.

About 30 seconds earlier, a motorbike delivery guy that had been loitering for at least 30 minutes, suddenly made a phone call, when the person answered, he said 'Hi dog', then off on some gibberish. Note as I typed the last sentence the bloke from the house across the way who I've never seen on the phone in the couple of years I've been coming to this place, popped out on a mobile phone and simply said 'lie lie' quite quiety, then disaoeared back into the house. Weird. Anyway it's relevant because the westerner bloke and the local girl that gifted ne a few meaks abd sandwiches a few weeks ago, discovered that there was a toilet in the lobby of the firedrill building. Useful to know. But why was the police officer pointing at the building saying Go! Just another ambiguous synchronicity.

When all the staff from the various buildings gathered outside, the local pilice officer from before was directing traffic. At the far end of the building nearly just out of site but not quite, was twi firemen shooting their firehoses up into the air, clearly crossing streams by the way, but not actually at the building, just into mid air next to the building. As that was happening several women walked past on the phone saying loudly 'gay' as they walked past. Also a taxi with a bunch of people from firedrill building as they went past police officer, the guy at the window was really exagerating a head nod at the police bloke and had a huge grin on his face. Police bloke kind of smiled back but acted a bit like he didn't know the head nodder.

At about the same moment, another police officer appeared, about 10 meters away, when our eyes met briefly he gave ne s really disaproving look. He was the oolice bloke from a few weeks ago that appeared one night and was saying they had a place for me to go, some sort of visitor center, but it sounded really dodgy, very far away. He said evrrything wiuld be paid for. Anyway he never came back, even though he said he would 1 week later.

Oh and the other thing that I didn't mention was that weird shoplifter bloke showed up right after initial police bloke, right before the drill started, and stood / crouched next to be the entire time.

Second police bloke drove off on the back of a non descript motorbike with another police bloke driving. He appeared to say some sort of rude thing in english and he drove past, said at the guy driving, but quite a coincidence it was just as they passed on front of me.

So as you can see all sorts of weirdnesses. Just another day in nightmare limbo.

People had already really reduced the amount of gifted food etc when the weird old lady showed up a few weeks ago, and hangs out at outside the nearby shop. Now with shoplifter bloke turning up all throughout the day and evening, there are basically no people offering to help at all.

Still starving. I've only eaten food 3 days in the last 7. #

Another cold morning as it was raining from the early evening all the way through until this morning. I have cold hands, cold legs and cold feet as I type this. No food, no hot water. Gang stalkers have been bullying me non-stop for days. Everything is once again my fault. They steel from me, and the blame me and then force me to teach them by allowing them to starve and thirst me, not that I have any choice in the matter. Even if I get angry it's the same thing. They still steel my life right from my cold alive hands.

The good news is that I got the everything page fully working, including with the updated archives plugin, which now supports merged data sources. That means all the day links on the everything page now actually point to day archive pages and individual item links point to their respective item pages.

It was a grueling few days to get it operational. Insane and unimaginable headwinds from the world, but I got it done. Now I need to actually blog with it for a few days. That's much more difficult than you would imagine when you are being starved and thirsted, and when you are near hypothermia, and when the entire world seemingly wants you to die.

Here was the release annoucement on Twitter, and also some of the deployment difficulties and hicups.

Onwards, will the world allow it though? #

It's a bit nippy this morning! The sky is very cloudy still. Lots of rain all through the night last night. I guess today is going to be more of the same. The bullying gang stalkers are playing with multiple of my resources at the minute. Water is back to a trickle, and to use it I have to spend hours standing in a position that is totally back breaking, electricity has maybe been cut off, so I don't know if I'll be able to charge my devices, food and drinking water has become very scarse. Access to hot water is being challenged. Not great in rainy season where it often gets very cold.

Huge amounts of annonymous gang stalker bullying literally everywhere. The closer I get to releasing the everything archives feature, which will finally put the everything page setup in a minimal working state, the worse the environment around me has gotten. The new thing is to bully me when it's pissing down with rain. I get surrounded by people where I'm sheltering from the rain, either side of me, they seem unrelated. They all start talking on their mobile phones really loudly, but their conversations are in some way fake, they are constantly making references to bad things that have happened to me in the past day or so.

One bloke yesterday was mocking me for being cold in the rain. He was smoking a cigarette and waving it way too close to my rain poncho which was covering my bags. I said to him to be careful as I only have one working poncho. He said he needed to smoke to warm himself up, saying "I am so cold". Though it does get very cold, it wasn't cold at all at that point. Also, given his size, he certainly wasn't in any danger of getting cold any time soon. What he said felt prepared. That makes total sense in a gang stalker situation. All these fuckers around me were part of the same troop. He was mocking me, and the fact that I do actually sometimes get very cold, several times to hypothermia levels of cold. Anyway I had some choice words for him, and he left chuckling to himself. The bloke on the phone pulled the old crazy foreigner card, pretending that I was the one harrassing him.

Anyway, I don't want to be writting about all this, but it's getting much worse.

I'm going to try and focus today on getting the updated archives plugin deployed. It's all tested and working in staging, there were several bugs that I fixed yesterday amidst a vicious tornado of hate. That's what I want to focus on. The worry I have is that the way things have been going, especially with all the references to death this past week, it's as if I'll get it all working, only to be completely cut off, and unnable to blog anymore. I really hope that doesn't happen. That seems to be what the world is aiming at in the tea leaves. #

Lots of hours spent yesterday trying debug the last few kinks in the everything page archives. It all renders but it's doubling up the item pages rendered because the everything page actually uses the item pages generated from the individual blog, linkblog, notes, newsletter and podcast pages. Do I've had to add a way to turn off the rendering of item pages for an archive, which can be used when you are creating an archive from a merged data source. I think it will likely work. World willing, I'll hopefully be testing that today.

Not so obvious though as said world has really got itself into a mighty twist since I started infiniti no-ing it’s infiniti-nos. Infinite infiniti-nos for we but not even a single infiniti-no for thee seems to be the expectation, righteously defended with escallation and mutilations. I ended up yesterday evening in major sneezing fits, and runny nose, looks to have been alergies, and it's cleared up this morning. What are the chances, right at the end of another bully cycle.

They create the problems they complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, then escallate and escallate, and even if you do what they say they want, they will blame it all on you, then mutilate you. One of them even finally admitted that that was 'exactly' what they do, because she had backed herself into a corner of her own making and it was just so unbelievably obvious that was what was going on. And guess what, that got blamed on me too, and I got mutilated for that. And some borderline malicious help last night too.

As I type this I'm noticing my eyes feel itchy, that's not a good sign. Oh well, onwards, hoping to have the everything page archives done by the end of the day. #

The nightmare is as follows.

They will make you pay for their learning, then force you to do their homework, even though you've already got your own shit to do, and it will never be good enough, and they will blame you and mutilate you, and make you pay again, and again and again all while claiming to be angels, and you the devil. And then they will make you get them a job, and they'll block you from getting any job, while telling everyone that you are lazy and don't want a job. And people will believe them, because they lie and then conspire and cheat and steel, and they do it better than anyone in the world, and you will feel you have no way to fight back. And they will yah you in broad daylight, and no ond will say anything.

A little advantage stolen here, another divide by zero there, then sleep depravation, total 180 degree reversal of facts, they will pass off minus infiniti as plus infiniti, ambiguities everywhere, manufactured situations, plausible deniability. And they will accuse you of the most terrible things that you didn't do, they will intimidate you, they will have you dangling on the end of a thread, and save you from the death that they setup in the first place, and they will claim to be the heros of you, and the victims of the things they claim you did to them, but were actually done to you by them.

Each time you find a way to fight back they will infiniti no your solution. It will never end, a never ending merrigoround of nightmares.

And the world will decend further and further into hell as they debase everything in every dimensiom, with mindboggling righteousness, absolute certainty of their infalability, even as civilization crumbles around them. #

Weather alright last night, no storms, doesn't feel too cold this morning. Custer-f of a day synchronicity-wise. The hive mind is really going for me in a big way. It's been bad before but this is next level stuff. At times it's second by second, person after person, and it creates a huge traffic jam of race conditions, where everyone, or a lot of people, are speeding up then slowing things down with yah's and woah's, and all it's variants. I've never seen it this bad before. I've been calmly saying 'infiniti no' to it all, which does seem to aggrevate things but I am able to remain mostly very calm.

There were a few cases yesterday where some groups clearly tried to escallate to physical violence, and wanted me to know they did. As I left the internet place to get some breakfast, someone shouted out 'ow!' loudly, this was repeated in the park as I walked through it. When I got to the sweat breads stand something felt off, there was a small gang of blokes standing right before him that were talking but their attention was on me. Just as I got to the street vendor a motorbike passing by drove way way to close to me, right into one of my bags, and wouldn't you know it, he was heading right to the small gang who were all at this stage hidding laughter. The bloke driving the mororbike included. At the next food vendor where I bought a take away meal the bloke that I paid to receive the food clearly said 'ow!' at some point. He was the bloke that manufactured a 'Pay!' incident cascade last week all around a coffee that he was drinking that I had absolutely nothing to do with, yet was turned into a series of escallations over the next few days. That eventually calmed down but actually now that I think about it, the day before yesterday there was another one of those, seemingly unsuccesful because I 'infiniti no'’d it, and that hasn’t spread through to everyone.

I wrote up a few of these bullying cascades yesterday, maybe I'll publish something later today, they are quite illustrative. I'm still being mostly starved and thirsted though I was gifted a chicken and rice meal last night.

The big theme this morning is people yah'ing like it's going out of fashion, from joggers running past, to security guards, to people on mororbikes. Total cluster fuck. This sort of behaviour is really counter productive IMO, because even if you target one person, which clearly happens, all the random people around still hear it, so there is a blast radius, and some of those people will think they are being targeted, or just that it’s today's thing or whatever, and soon enough you get a chain reaction and it‘s a total cluster fuck everywhere. It's happening constantly at a low level, and while it does fuck things up, people absorb it reasonably well, even if it’s a complete waste of resources. But today and yesterday it’s reached new levels and it’s just chaos and dysfunction everywhere. #

The new everything page archives is fully written and tested, and has been ready for deploy for over two weeks now. I haven't made any code changes. I fully expect the deploy to go relatively smoothly. However this insane level of anarchy and dysfunction in the world around me is not instilling any confidence. It's doing the exact opposite because while in normal regular world times I would fully expect to easily handle any issues with the deploynent, in this insane everything is f-d environment, even small hickups would likely be very dufficult to deal with, and could cause a massive derail, and you run the risk of ending up in a worse place.

The frustrating thing is that in between all these tsunamis, I can see that the world is mostly calm, things are just carrying on as normal. But for instance where I'm sitting, a group of 2 or 3 young blokes sat down a few minutes ago and are exageratedly swinging their feet, have been quietly saying yah over and over, slapping their foot down repeatedly like you do to signal impatience. All this yah-woah is likely manyfactured, but even if it’s fake, for all intents and purposes the effects are very real if you are at the center if it, and since it’s a cloud that follows you everywhere, you are always at the center if it.

Oh and did I mention I am being starved. And that's another thing that happens in these situations, people spitting as they pass you, not necessarily aggresively, though that happens too, but to show you they are being thirsted and have no spit left. And people that look very thin start appearing, like they are hungry. Is that all fake too though? Why would me deploying my feature to my inconsequential tiny little unknown static site generator which isn't even open source yet, be in any way linked to any of this mega hurry up'ing. It makes no friggin sense.

It's like I'm a bus and a huge group of people I don't know keep throwing themselves under me, then getting very annoyed, angry and even occasionally violent at me, when I don't do whatever is in their heads. It often feels like it's just to derail me, but there might actually be real life people suffering from hunger and thirst, but then again maybe they are fake. There is no way to know.

But the reality, even if it's a manufactured one, even if there are real people starving and thirsting, is that the situation is highly likely to get worse if I do actually speed up and rush things.

And did I mention that I'm actually for reals being starved and thirsted?

That last paragraph was going to be the last paragraph, but the instant I finished it, a man arrived shouting, chased by a woman trying to sell him scratch card lottery tickets. This sort of end of task yah is happening constantly. Oh and another man just arrived in this incredible rush to sit down, and I had to move my bags, which I don't mind doing of course, but he was in such a rush he nearly sat in the wrong place, ontop of my bags or dividing my bags up, seperating me from one of them. Very unusual. I had to say to him to wait, to chill out while I move the bag to give him space. I wouldn't be suprised if that will lead to me being punished in some way later. Oh guess what, I just got punished while writting this sentence. The yah loiterers uttered a 'think' right as I finished the sentence which caused me to lose my train of thought, which caused me to look like I had paused to think, which made the yah loiterers strangely happy. So I calmly infiniti-no'd them. I wouldn't be suprised if this entire situation was manufactured. This is how bad it is here sometimes.

Anyway, and so it goes, I'm going to delay the deploy for a bit.

Update: I stopped typing, started listening quietly to a podcast, and a few moments later the two yah-loiterers got up and left.

Update: As I type this two new people have showed up behind me just out of view and are second guessing my typing. Stop, start, stop, start... #

On the way to the internet place. Just passed the place where the last 2-3 days there was a funeral event happening. That's finished and been put away, but opposite it where the walk path gets narrow, a dead rat had been placed to block the path, I had to step over it. I guess there is minuscule chance it died of natural causes in that exact spot.

Infiniti no. #

So I'm in the park near the internet place waiting for the bullying storm tsunami to calm down, but of course it gets worse, with people on loudspeakers and people with paporazi level cameras. Yesterday some kids were messing around so close to the road where I was crossing that they very nearly diverted me into oncoming traffic. It was very dangerous, especially because with the heavy bags it's difficult to change direction.

It was clearly on purpose they were waiting for me and only sprung into action as I got there. I said be careful and called them paperazzi kids, because that's the type of dangerous paperazi behaviour that got Diana killed. Well guess what the only seat left in the park today was next to a bloke with a paperazi camera. What are the chances?

This is the level of total disreguard for society the kids have here. No matter what they do, even if they nearly kill you, it's actually your fault and grounds for more bullying. #

Saw an interesting thing happen in the park while I was being paperizi death bullied by the local youth. Two youths stopped a westerner bloke that was jogging. I couldn't hear what was said but whatever they said, the runner bloke oblidged by taking an A4 piece of card from them that had some words written on it, held it up below his chin, and smiled while they took a few pictures of him. They thanked him and he ran off continuing in his jogging. They walked past me looking at their photo and said 'learn' just as they passed.

Obviously I replied with the only sane thing remaining in this shitty world we live in that is over-run with fakes created by youths that want to kill you because it's funny:

'Infiniti no to you too'

Just in case you don't know, the way Reddit does validation of the people it features on it's AMAs is using a photo of a person holding a paper that has their username written on it. #

Had to change seat because of the sun. The paperazzi kids had put half drunk coffees on all the benches that are in the shade. They are doing this because they are ordering me back to the internet place that's next to the coffee place. It's the same reason they shout Up! at me, because they know that I can only use the internet while standing up. Pretty frigging cruel, but it's not just the kids, many of the adults do it too. They think it's rather hilarious to torture and mutilate foreigners.

I guess the foreigners that enable their cruel never ending bullying get treated better than me. I think many of the foreigners don't realise what they are doing, but some do and are only too happy to join in on the bullying. Who knows what story they've been told, but I doubt they mention that they created the issues in the first place, and it always results in me getting mutilated. #

The weather wasn't too bad last night, not much rain, not feeling too cold this morning, but my gosh are people upset with me saying 'infiniti no' to everything. That has really stired up the hornets nest. It's almost like their entire system is somehow built on the idea of 'No!', except when anybody apart from themselves uses it, then everything breaks down. Like they are constantly creating all these imaginary contracts throughout everyday life, that they hold you to, even if you have no idea it's happening. That's why they are so intent on having some people be designated as dogs, because their whole system relies on people not understanding what's going on. When you start not accepting everything, then it all breaks down.

I don't know, I'm not explaining this very well. It's fucking hell though, and wouldn't you know it, it just happens to coincide with my Github build minutes being reset, which will enable me to finish the everything page archives pages. Only problem is they've basically cut off my electricity and water again.

And there are westerners involved too, quite clearly, with intimidation and referencing of previous situations, but I'm not convinced they have any clue what or why they are doing what they are doing. Like they are paid actors or something. And they aren't necessarily being paid in money, could be food, or documents or whatever. There was a situation where a westener did a subtle, but obvious to me, something only I would know about, intimidation reference thing, then the next day, it was repeated by an apparent local that I've seen here for years. It's like they are claiming to be in control of the foreigners, but also that the foreigners might be secretly behind the entire situation. And there's just no way to tell the difference. And that is perhaps the point. This ambiguity pattern happens again and again, from small events all the way up to mega taunamis.

The last 24 hours have been an absolute synchronicity tsunami cluster fuck. They are digging up old graves, they are blaming me for all sorts of things I absolutely didn't do, trying to trap me in various manufactured situations. It's like every possible way to fuck me is being raised up, yet they are righteously making out like they are the ones being wronged.

They are infiniti no-ing me in every conceivable dimension while claiming not to be on the warpath, and if I so much as mention 'infiniti-no' they totally lose they're collective shit, and they escallate everything even more.

As I write this, I have no idea how I'm going to be able to wash my clothes or charge my devices. #

It rained very heavily around 8-10pm then drizzled quite a lot after that. A bit chilly, my feet are cold this morning. Sleep depravation on and off for much of the night. Looks like that was planned in some way as one of the locals was repeatedly taunting me with super exagerated yawns during the rain storm. He was basically saying, we are going to keep you awake and you can't do nothing about it. Sleeping has been depracated again, both during the night and during the day. Oh and of course they are currently starving me, so the levels of glee are quite high amoungst the infiniti-nos, who are absolutely certain they aren't infiniti-no-ing while maximumly infinity-no-ing me in every possible dimension.

It sounds proposterous, and then one day it happens to you, and it no longer sounds proposterous, and you say 'I understand now', but it’s too late. #

Monkeys are trending, one wonders if it has anything to do with Assange being released.

I think it's kind of gross when people use animals to get at other humans. It's not the sort of behaviour you would expect from the so called apex animal of the planet.

Especially given that we are smart enough to know how rare a life rich planet like Earth is in the universe. We shouldn't be using the other life forms like that IMO.

I do it too sometimes without realising it, it's unfortunately very normalised behaviour. #

Ice lolly's are definitely the new stick I'm being hit with. More sleep depravation last night led by a young couple both eating ice lolly's even though it was clearly raining. It might seem like a small innocuous thing but I know from experience that these events that all involve ice lollies in rapid succession, day after day, are all linked. All a form of anger goading. The people actually eating the ice lolly's might not all be aware of the situation, but some clearly are.

Also couples. The last two days there has been an uptick in the number of male - female couples that are gang stalking. That's not a coincidence in my opinion, because several of the recent tsunami escallations have been seemingly have seemed like an infiniti war between these two groups, extending into infiniti like an tit for tat asymptote, where every move, no matter how minuscule, must be countered and offset.

Also several very very aggressive motorbike drivebys last night. Literally threatening me with some sort of violence, while shouting at me with extreme maliciousness. I was just sitting quietly.

I'm tired. I'm hungry.

Difficult to be upbeat about anything when I know I'm going to be tsunami'd by a world clearly on the warpath, absolutely convinced that I'm to blame for everything, even while it infiniti No!‘s me in every dimension, while claiming to be a gang if angels, many of whom actually believe their multi-universe sized bullshit. #

The past two days the cranky old lady that walks past every morning and sits at the other end of the bench for a few moments, then continues on her way, has been joined by a man, not quite ad old, brandishing a small coke cola bottle. I say joined but they appear not to know each other but the pattern is so regular, it makes you wonder.

First she walks past with her walking stick, sits down. Then he appears seperately, sits on the bench. They both sit quietly. They appear to be very attentive to what I'm doing, like they are waiting for me to say something. She then gets up and leaves. A few moments later he gets up and leaves in the opposite direction. Yesterday his bottle had coke in it, today it has water in it.

I mention it because it's weird. It's too well balanced for it not to be some form of anger goading.

Btw, the cranky old women is the one that previously wasn't so quiet, shouting at me for no reason, and eating ice lolly's, or at least appearing to. I saw her eat one, then everytime I walk past her there are either ice lolly wrappers or used tissues thrown around her. She also exposed herself to me which was again weird. It's all very very strange.

While I was writting this note, a man on a motorbike slowed down, pretended to get on the phone, then said 'Aaaaah' quite loudly drove off. That was immediately followed by some loud kids on bycicles. All these fakes have one thing in common, they all are trying to catch my attention or are paying way more attention to me than anyone else around. They stick out like a sore thumb, and they almost always apear one after the other in quick succession. #

I've taken to saying 'Infiniti no' whenever something feels off or strange. That happens to be quite a lot sometimes. I just say it calmly.

The thinking behind it is that (1) saying No is definitely allowed because their popular drinking chant is 1-2-3 No! (2) it's increasingly looking like people are making up invented agreements in their head, like a sort of bitcoin covenant, then later punishing you for not respecting the thing they invented in their head. So I need to be clear I'm not agreeing to anything, at every step, because I get punished for literally everything.

It's similar to how John Gruber described Apple's reaction to the EU's DMA fines.

I know it sounds bonkers, but since I've started doing it, several gang stalker groups of fake customers that have been appearing in cafes, have started to lose their shit. It's like I've thrown a spanner in whatever they were doing. It's the strangest thing.

The world is infiniti No-ing me constantly in every conceivable dimension, and a few that aren't conceivable, the only thing I have left is to calmly return the favour.

I feel like I've tried everything, it's the only remaining sensible option. I just hope I don't turn into Alan Partridge, or starve to death. #

I'm sitting quietly in the park, quietly starving, just reading stuff on my iOS device. Two seemingly random walkers pass by, they are chatting loudly, much louder than all the other walkers going around the circular walking circuit. As they pass me, one of them shouts out in my direction 'Die!', followed by maniacle laughter from both of them.

I calmly reply, 'infiniti no'. Not much else I can do.

I remember that this morning on the way to the internet place, after the first corner there was an early funeral ceremony / sombre celebration happening. Funerals have this strange tendency to materialise at the end of bullying cyckes, just when they are about to start starving you. #

Little bit of rain last night, not too cold, this morning not too cold. Quite quiet too. As can be seen from all yesterday's notes, it was a very tsunami heavy day yesterday. Blogging about tech stuff was next to impossible, but did manage a few links.

The new thing in the evening seems to be slight sleep depravation campaign until around 11pm/12pm, led by a woman wearing the same tshirt as many of the woman that clean (and perhaps manage) the public toilets. Then in the cafes / shops the next day people wearing red tshirts sitting in front of me, with head on table ostensibly trying to sleep. That's what Gestapo kid did after interogating me and accusing me of lying. Two days in a row now. I mention this because there was that strange incident at the shop / cafe toilet the other day. These sort of incidents have a tendency to be linked in some way.

I wonder what today has in store for me. Hopefully this quiet isn’t the calm before a storm. Probably should think about preparing the newsletter early this week as starvation seems likely by the end of the day. #

Gestapo kid showed up at the cafe / shop again today. There weren't any interogations this time but he was with an entire gang of youths brandishing badmington rackets. They blocked access to the power outlets near where I was sitting, and ice lolly wrapers appeared directly on front of me (very unusual). But before leaving they got really very roudy, tables moved around, chairs thrown about, they made a heck of a lot of noise for about 20 minutes.

Felt somewhat planned, I think they expected me to calm them down, but I just sat quietly listening to music. Also felt somewhat like something bordering on intimidation.

I hope there isn't another unprovoked attack on the horizon, I'm still shaken from the previous attack and the afternath of that. #

I'm in another shop / cafe, the staff passed through quietly and removed my charging portable battery when I wasn't looking and hid it behind the counter downstairs. This isn't a normal occurence, first time it has happened to me in 5 years of being here and going to huge amount of shop / cafes.

What an unbelievable coincidence that this would happen the same day that Gestapo kid and his mob of youths blocked the power outlet in the previous shop / cafe. #

It was a bit of a cold night, and it's still a litte bit chilly this morning, but at least it didn't rain. I got gifted a pork bun at some point, so that food gave me a some extra body heat to make it through. It followed a day of escallations that once again appear to have been triggered by an unprovoked incident at a food vendor stand. This time they simply called me a dog as I bought the food. I took it on the chin and in a hey-now friendly way made it clear to the vendor that wasn't okay, but I didn't blame her, the world is crazy sometimes, I understand. By the end of our interaction we both thanked each other, it appeared we had settled our differences. Btw, she had insulted me a previous time I went there for no apparent reason unnexpectedly fu-ing me right at the point of giving me the food when you both say thank you. And so it goes.

But then immediately afterwards, a group of men at corner having coffee made a comment as I walked past, 'Good one' then lots of laughter. The situation was finished but they decided fir whatever reason to digg up old graves, and thus began an entire day of escallations. No chance of stoping it, from that point onwards everything you do is some sort of war, even if you ignore it and just go about your day, everything you do is interpreted as an attack, but anything they do is some sort of funny joke.

There literally is no way to even communicate anything.

So considering all that, the day went alright. I wrote two blog posts, a bunch of notes and links. Quite a lot of editing, the words were not flowing particularly well, perhaps because of all the turbulance. Listenned to a few podcasts, the mist interesting was probably the Keen On interview episode about liberalism. It's a concept that somehow is deceptively difficult to understand even though I feel it shouldn't be.

Another day... #

It's hard to describe this, but I'll try anyway. I appear once again to be stuck in between the forces of good and evil. The place where I'm sitting a man and a woman have sat next to me. They could have sat at nearby chairs and table, much more confortable, but decided for whatever reason to sit next to me intead. The man has a pork bun box. I was gifted a pork bun during the night.

They appear to be waiting to see what I do. A similar thing happened yesterday evening before I went to sleep. Given the whole days events, I stayed awake until they left, which took quite a while.

I know from experience that nothing I do at this point can be right. No matter what I do, it will be percieved in a bad way by one of these seemingly random people. If I stay, I will be yah!'d, if I go I will be told I'm going too quickly. That pattern started yesterday evening at the shop.

It's a sort of RL race condition. Very difficult to deal with, because it ends up messing with your timing. Everything just seems out of step afterwards. And then you get blamed for that too.

I'm just writting about it because I don't know what else to do. Incidentally they all just got up, they had turned into 3 people as another bloke had joined them, and left. One of the blokes, turned to me and said 'woah, thank you' as they walked off. I never said a word to them, I've never seen them before. #

Ed Zitron on digital media: "What is possible is giving great people enough of a chance to build a real audience and a great product. A better world is possible for digital media, it just has to be built by and for the writers themselves." #

Ben Collins on information scarecity [50:47]:

There is a massive pollution of the internet happening to obfuscate good information [...].

The more narrow it is to get good information on the internet, the only people that benefit from that are rich people. If the only people that have access to good information are rich people, the only people that benefit from that are rich people, and those rich people get richer from the good information.

Once there is information scarcity, the people who will hoard it are the rich. They have no problem paying for a Bloomberg terminal, they don’t care. They’ll pay for the information [...].

They will do that when everyone else is searching around for scraps on Google and Reddit. #

A followup from the earlier writeup. Rough notes very lightly edited because it's really tough writting about this stuff.

First there was the man this morning thanking me for no reason. A short while later, another food vendor fake customer incident, imo linked to the 'yah woah' surge from last 24 hours. As I arrived at the food stand he shouted out 'liar' in my direction. I calmy replied after a few moments something to the effect of 'it’s the world that is the liar, it speeds people up just to slow them down again' and smiled. Intended as a light hearted comment about the human experience.

The fake customer then tried to pretend offer to pay for my food. He very clearly said 'I pay' and pointed at my food, which incidentally I never ordered, the vendor had pre-pared it without asking me. I always get the same thing so she knew what I wanted. Still though she never asked me. Now I've had this trick played on me several times the past few weeks. I've written about it many times. I asked him why he was lying, why he was trying to create a problem for me, why he was pretending to pay for my food. He suddenly had nothing to say. I said 'you’re the biggest liar in the world'. The food vendor also had a very sheepish look on her face. I calmly told her she was lying too, calmly paid and calmly walked away.

A bit further down the street I said out load 'stop trying to trick people everybody', to which there was an immediate reply from an anonymous female voice in the crowd 'Thank you'. Gee what are the chances. I guess now I'm the bad guy for something else.

That was followed by another fake customer situation at the next food vendor. The male food vendor this time, took issue with me, repeatedly loudly saying Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! as he prepared my food. I calmly said, he was the one lying after he gave me the wrong sauce. The sauce was warm btw, that’s unusual and is likely another warpath.

There's been several subsequent incidents at the shop / cafe I am sitting at writting this note. All from apparent customers, who incesently are calling each other liars, or telling each other they are lying, but really it's obvious it's aimed at me, and of course it's all hilarious as far as they are concerned.

I've kept my cool through it all. And each time I said nope 'I'm not lying, you are', they have been getting extremely adgitated.

Also a young person, who seemed nice enough, asking me lots of personal questions, which is quite unusual. I tried to answer his questions as best I could, but very conscious that whatever I say will be turned against me by some. Having public conversations with personal information like this doesn't usually end particularly well in my experience.

And guess what, after being polite and answering his questions, he walked off back to his friends saying 'he’s such a good liar'. I guess my hesitation and awkwardness didn't meet his Gestapo-like high standards. I had to once again say into the void that they were the liars not me. And remind them that if I answer the questions they fuck me, and if I don't answer the questions they fuck me. Either way I end up getting mutilated.

Just another tsunami of escallations. Doesn't matter what you do, eventually you get mutilated. #

Attempted to listen to a few really interesting podcasts today, but unfortunately the world had started infiniti No!-ing everything so it's been next to impossible to actually fully meaningfully absorb the content properly. Even as I type this I'm being infiniti No!'d. These were the podcasts:

• The Dysfunctional State with Michael Malice (What Bitcoin Did Podcast)
• Why we should fight for freedom of speech | Greg Lukianoff (Bankless Podcast)

As you might have noticed reading the show titles that we might have reached yet another irony maximum. I'm half expecting a delinquant gang of paperclips to run past into the sunset laughing maniacly, chased by the rubix cube solver robot, chased by a rubix cube solver paperclip, chased by a comedy death fractal laughing and crying at the same time.

What a shame, maybe I'll get a chance to listen to them again when the world isn't infiniti No-ing. :( #

No sooner has one bullying cycle finished, or at least appears to have finished, the binary / halves cascades, than another one has started. This one is in a minus infiniti - plus infiniti form, and my experience is they start off relatively innocently but rapidly turn into a huge tsunami.

A cute girl for example might gift you a (whole) sandwich and bottle of water, that happened a few hours ago, but in parrallel to this at around the same time an old woman, who constantly eats ice lollys, is exposing herself to you. At around the same time in other places, there are more examples of it, you are compared to young children, then almost immediately afterwards, in the same cafe / shop, a strange incident at the toilet where a strange old cranky woman arrives, loudly pushing her weight around, uses the bathroom, then afterwards, just before leaving, the person with her stands behind you and very loudly, for no apparent reason, starts making sex pleasure noises. Very strange indeed.

You wonder when you'll get another cold drink, since that got deprecated when you tried to save money by eating instant noodles but the money getting to you decreased by the same amount you saved, so now you are stuck eating noodles just to stay hydrated.

These types of things start happening everywhere, and they escallate and escallate, and eventually something bad happens, usually involving you getting mutilated.

That's basically the current situation. Oh and the drugs / steeling meme is always just waiting to make a resurgeance. #

You say No! a single time, and immediately afterwards, the hive mind tries to correct you simply for making an awkward movement as a bloke who regularly intimidates you walks past, by having him shout No! at you. He's No!-ing your No!

Literally just for moving your body in a way that for whatever reason he found disagreeable. Nevermind that the entire world has been tsunami No!-ing you repeatedly for the past 2 days and you have been quietly saying nothing.

It's one set of rules for you and a totally different set of rules for everyone else. Even thinking that there is a minus-infiniti plus-infiniti pattern occuring is grounds for anothoer tsunami. And of course any suggestion that this is not a normal situation is met with genuine righteous indignation of the highest order.

No's for we but not for thee

Mind boggled for the 1 millionth time. #

I don't know much about Reform, aside from everyone constantly shouting about how horrible they are, so I was fully prepared for some really hard hitting stuff in this candidates in their own words article. But apart from the bloke saying Diane Abbott should be deported, the rest aren't really all that bad.

There's a real allergy to the mere mention of conspiracy theories, with massive flare ups, which are about as unhelpful as spending all your time talking about conspiracy theories. Imo, we need a better balance that is in sync with today's reality. Conspiracy theories are often bonkers but they reflect real world worries that people have. Making them taboo and off limits just makes them more disruptive than they need be. #

My read on the political situation in France, based on what I've read, and there's a big chance I have this wrong cause I know even less about French politics than English politics. The left coalition is a sort of a motley crue of folks from across the left spectrum, whereas the right party really is mostly quite far right, and the center party is sort of innefective and a bit wimpy. Oddly the left might have the most diversity in opinion and thus pro-democracy, but that might not be what you think is needed depending on where you live.

I wonder whether many would like to vote for pro-democracy lets-hold-hands-around-the-camp-fire left coalition, but given their situation, where so many tensions and so many things need sorting out, feel they have to vote right to even get to a world where such a thing like a left coalition even makes sense.

Potentially quite a dangerous slippery slope situation. #

Great Rest is Money podcast episode out today - Does debt really matter?. There's a segment on national debt, very clear explanation on how that works and why governments can't just keep safely printing money. There's also another excellent segment on the UK - EU relationship, how after much pain inflicted by the EU as punishment for leaving, perhaps the UK is finally in a position of bargening power with the EU, with interesting things to offer related to security and defence. They also promise a special AI episode, looking forward to that. #

What if mandated software backdoors had to themselves be backdoored? So for example users could always see when they were being observed via the backdoor. #

The new thing seems to be halves. Leaving half drunk bottles of water, half drunk cups of water, gifting me half eaten boxes of chocolates. Yes/No cascades. It's all about binaries. Halves. That's the current stick that's being used to hit me. It's happened before of course. That time there was a flurry of half eaten sandwiches.

Reading the description here, it seems a little far fetched, but it's not, when it's happening to you, event after event after event all follow the same basic pattern. It's like clockwork. It's the strangest thing. #

More subtle / not subtle intimidation at the internet place this morning. As I stand browsing the web, a man walks up next to me prominently brandishing a 500000 VND note, which is the biggest note. He spits about a meter away from my feet. Ostensibly he's buying a drink at the cafe, but he's not. He literally could have spat anywhere, its not busy at all at this time in the morning.

Btw, there was a weird incident that reaked of planned and manufactured yesterday in a shop involving the person just ahead of me paying with a 500000 VND note. While people do obviously occasionally pay with the biggest note, it doesn't happen all that often. Two days in a row like this is unusual at the best of times, but with all the extra stuff it's almost definitely some sort of planned thing.

Btw 2, the 1/2 eaten box of chocolates, the chocolates are quite fancy, the chocolate is high quality, I guess probably quite expensive, however the centre of the chocolates is jelly sweets, kind of cheap and nasty. Anyhow it's another example of the halves pattern, but also the expensive pattern also manifested in the 500000 VND notes.

While this is happening, 2-3 blokes are having a somewhat lively discussion, but it's aggressive in nature, they keep inserting english words designed to anger goad. I say quite loudly 'Spitting at my feet while holding a 500 note, what are you doing mate, you could have spat literally anywhere'. Lots of laughter from the small gang of blokes.

They continue their anger goading, finishing with a 'you learn'.

I wait a few moments and calmly answer the thing they were really saying:

'No, fuck you'.

Within a few minutes they have all disapeared.

And they claim to not be on a warpath. Warpathing is all they do. Literally every damn thing they do is a warpath, but they dress it up as funny, or help, or whatever. And when you calmly point it out to them, and everyone else, they get upset. #

As I leave the internet place with my heavy bags several people including security guards loudly shout 'yah!' at me. #

The problem with eating expensive chocolate gifted to you when you are being starved from normal food, is that a short while after eating the chocolate you become even more accutely aware of your hunger for real food.

How strange that the week there is a drugs theme to the bullying, with small plastic zip lock baggies appearing everywhere, and people making comments related to drug use, that my food is being so blatantly manipulated causing more cravings for food. Oh and lets not forget the increased anger goading. Gee what are the chances? #

Another somewhat rainy night last night, not quite as cold though. More sleep depravation from the gang stalkers. They finished their onslaught this time with a driveby 'we learn'. Well why an I always having to pay for their learning? I can't even afford food and water much of the time. Something doesn't add up.

But instead I get blamed. The current bad thing that they are incinuating seems to be that I'm doing drugs. Totally false. Small zip lock baggies are appearing everywhere I go. There was another strange incident at a food stand yesterday. Once again a woman was just standing there waiting, supposedly a customer, but her and the food vendor behaved very strangely. They seemed to be overly focussed on what I was doing, like they were waiting for me to do something. It felt very much like all the incidents the past two weeks where people were offering to pay for my food, which I wrote about.

They only got on with getting my food order when I stepped back away from the food stand. And guess what the sauce for the food was in? A small plastic zip lock baggie. Oh and another guess what, a huge uptick in police walkbys yesterday morning. There must have been about 10 walkbyes within just a few hours. Very unusual.

This has happened before several times. They are just cycling through their playbook at this stage. I always end up getting mutilated in some way, like the unprovoked assault a few days ago. One wonders whether my blog post about the Lib Dem's policy on cannabis might have triggered this new wave of blame. Yet it might also have been a conversation I had with a westerner a few days ago where the topic came up in conversation, it was around weed shops in the US.

Last week it was about stealing food. This week it's drugs. Next week it will be something else. They are always looking for something to blame me with. They only help when they can blame. Nevermind that they caused me to get stuck here in the first place. #

Now I'm not an expert in this but I would have though that with the UK going left politically while most of the EU goes right, surely that would lead to some interesting possibilities for arbitrage?

I have no real clue how to identify such possibilities other than stay abreast of the political and business news in both places, and read up on what these different effects these of governments usually have on the populace. The arbitrage might be financial but could also take other forms. #

There was a segment on a recent Techmeme Ride Home (06/18) podcast about how AI avatars of us will eventually do all our social media activity for us. I checked out the company mentioned which was called Butterfly. The examples in their app marketing are all lotr style avatars, elves and what not, which just seems far too far fetched. But the general idea isn't too out there in my opinion.

The AIs know everything anout us, so it makes sense that they could interact and explore possible synergies. The question is though, how exactly would us as individuals want to interact with these avatars, and eventually how would the avatars arrange for the RL people to start interacting. You could really imagine some out there ideas for this type of tech. #

Earlier this morning, as I was getting breakfast there was another warpath cascade. Figured I'd describe it here since there are links to previous incidents.

I left the internet place, around 7am, having scheduled the newsletter. I had a vague route in mind, and as I walked I decided to avoid yesterday's place with the baggied sauce. The food was pretty good but the sauce tasted a bit strange. As I walked towards the cross roads ahead, I thus would need to need to carry on straight instead of turning right.

As I made this decision I noticed up ahead a security guard loitering outside a shop, he was clearly waiting for me, I noticed it instantly. His focus was on me, even though he was interacting with another person. Sure enough at the monent I walked past him, he belted out extremely loudly 'No!'. He had obviysly been waiting to shout his prepared line at me.

I said nothing, continued on, got to the cross roads and walked straight across, the lights turned green for pedestrians crossing at the exact moment I got there. I continued up the road about a hubdred meters and a bloke sitting on his motirbike taxi started trying to catch my attention. He'd clearly been sitting there for a while. He shouted 'Yo Yo Yo No!'. Notice the final No there. Quite a strange coincidence.

I ignored the mototaxi bloke, and continued up to the street I was heading towards that has several food stands during the morning hours. The first one appeared to be out of what I was looking for, I continued to the next place. When I got there, there was another one of these strange situations where there is already a customer there ostensibly getting served but the interavtion is strange. They are doing the food purchase thing, but they are concentrated on me, waiting to see what I do, so their interaction seems odd, like they areb't quite sure what they are doing. I kept my distance and just waited.

Eventually they finish, and the vendor turned towards me, looks somewhat suprised, even though I'm quite sure she clearly already knew I was standing there. I say what I want, the starts gathering the various bits and pieces, oddly looking for confirmation from me went stacking the rice. She did this last time too. There's no reason for her to do this as her stand is a rice and pork stand.

She turns to add the pork and also puts an egg on the dish. I say 'no egg', she doesn't hear me, or is ignoring me. I say it once again louder. She definitely heard me the second time. She continues none the less, wraps it all up and bags it. Motions the price with her fingers. I give her the money I was already holding in my hand. So I ended up with an extra egg, for the normal regular price.

I know from experience this will be turned into some sort of way of blaming me for something, but I don't really have a choice, I take the food and pay, and walk off. I walk to down the road towards a sandwich shop I know is there that I've been to a few times. The vague plan was to get a sandwich that I can have later for lunch.

As I get towards the shop I see ahead of time there is already a customer standing there. It's another of thise weird situations, it doesn't feel right, the body movements are all wrong, they have been standing there waiting for ages, the flow isn't right. I decide instantly to skip the sandwich, and sure enough as I walk past, the apparent customer shouts 'No!'.

I ignore it and continue down the road. There's another street vendor near there that I go to sometimes. The vendor isn't there, but as I pass their spot, several people nearby shout 'No!'. I ignore it and continue. I get to the corner and guess what the food vendor just happens to be turning around the corner with her stuff, but it looked like she had been standing waiting there, only setting herself in motion as I arrived. I ignore it, decide to give that a muss too.

I head to the sweet breads food vendor that I've mentioned before, deciding just to get one since I don't have much money. As I turn the corner into the road where he usually is, a security guard type bloke shouts 'No! No!' as I pass. I ignore him, walk to the vendor and buy 1 sweet bread. I head to the shop that gave me a free boiled egg gift the day I got assaulted. I buy some instant noodles. This time he isn't so friendly, he looks disaprovingly at me, and says okay after I've paid in a way that makes you think you he doesn't trust you. I ask him if he knows why everyone is behaving strangely this morning. He is suprised at me addressing him, he suddenly becomes very sheepish, and says nothing.

What a strange coincidence.

I continue to the cafe shop with a seating area, there are a few more 'No!' incidents. I'm still ignoring them all. In the cafe shop, several customers show up and sit nearby, clearly trying to provoke me. I ignore them all, they seem disapointed and deflated, run out of things to say to each other and leave.

Just another day.

As I write this paragraph, Bjork is singing 'Save Up' over and over, in the RA mix #940) I'm listening to. The irony is, and I've mentioned it before in the newsletters, they have deprecated saving. They block you from saving, they make it basically impossible, they always know exactly what you have. If you manage to save anything at all, even a few pennies, they treat you like a thief or drug addict. There is no way to escape.

Just another distopian synchronicity. #

Cold and rainy night last night. I'm still feeling very cold this morning. Not much to add. I can't code or blog properly because no build minutes, I have hardly any energy because no food, body noticeably thin, still got to carry these damn bags though.

Most of the podcasts I've listened to this week haven't really peeked ny attention. I've only started 4-5 so far this week, and most of them aren't even tech related. It will probably be a weird newsletter this week. Very difficult to stay motivated when almost everything is cut off. Even just walking to the internet place feels like it's too much effort.

The bullying trend from the hive mind at the minute is to 'yah!' me. Young people, middle aged people, old people, male abd female, they just 'yah!', but my tank is empty and they know it. #

The polls suggest not only is Labour going to win the elections, but that they will demolish the Conservatives. My worry with an ultra strong Labour government is that it's potentially very dangerous as it coincides with the hypergrowth of AI.

Big majority sure, might even be good, we have many things to change in the nation, but ultra majority, I'm not so sure. You might be on the right side today, but what about in 20 years time? The nation will look very different indeed then. I think this is a non partisan issue. #

The computer chips sector is going through big changes at the minute. The US, Germany and Japan all have big government subsidized projects, whether via tax breaks or loans, to build domestic chip manufacturing plants. Given how important access to chip manufacturing is going to be going forward, and that the UK has a general election next month, I'd like to know what each political party's plan is for chips going forward. #

A few minutes ago I was physically assaulted by some vietnamese youths. It was a completely unprovoked attack. They snuck up behind me and I then recieved a very large blow to the side of my head. When I looked up they were running away into the distance.

This follows days of escallations from a manufactured situation. Like I've said many times before, it always results in me getting mutilated. #

I've been at the internet place for about 30 minutes preparing the blog post detailing being assaulted last night. People in both nearby caffees are strangely much quieter than usual. It's almost as if quite a few of then know something bad happened last night. #

I forget which podcast I heard this on, likely a recent What Bitcoin Did episode, the idea that the best way to structure the economy might be a mixture of right and left depending on the situation. Some things, the thinking goes, are best run in a more collective socialist way, like health care and telephone / internet networks, whereas the startup scene is perhaps better suited to an approach that would be considered more right wing, with less government. I thought that was an interesting idea. #

The bullies are at it again. Several more unprovoked 'Pay!' harrassment incidents. Also the police seem to be making a point of passing by where I am. At least 4 or 5 walkby and drivebys in the past 24 hours. That's very unusual. It's intimidation plain and simple. I'm tired of constantly going over every damn interaction to try and figure out what if anything went wrong. It's never ending. It's the last damn thing in the world I need right now. If anyone is stealing from anyone, it's most definitely the world stealing from me. Constantly.

Here‘s a typical chain of events that happens. It's not a perfect description, each time it's slightly different, but this should give you a relatively good idea what sort of thing happens each time.

• They manufacture situations, to make it look like you did something bad, when you in fact did nothing of the sort
• When you protest, they say 'we learn'
• If you don't protest they escallate and escallate
• And actually even when they say 'we learn', they end up escallating anyway
• Then they say you have to learn
• And eventually it's such a cauldron of hate in every direction they just blame you for everything
• Then you get mutilated, actual physical mutilation of your body
• Then it starts all over again

It's like every situation is in some way ambiguous, but it's done like that on purpose. The various sets of folks react differently. You've got those that are blaming you for doing something bad, then those that appologise, then those that are saying the entire thing was some sort of learning thing, then the blammers turn back up and they are blaming you even more, and then a bunch of people are saying it's just a big joke, but is it really, yes it is, no it isn't, and 'yah!', and 'lie!', and things get dangerous, and innevitably you get mutilated.

And all the while they are starving and thirsting you on and off, anger goading you, food and water goading you. It's just a full on assault from all directions everywhere you go. But maybe it's nothing, and remember, be happy.

And that’s not even saying anything about the weird as fuck synchronicities that are constantly happening whenever you do anything like listening to podcasts, browse the internet or even write code. The entire freaking world seems like a malicious dystopian panopticon AI algorithm orchestrated version of the Truman show, probably running on fucking Etherium. Plot twist, it's actually running on Bitcoin, and it’s even fucking worse. #

Just started getting the dreaded "This device may not be supported" error message when I try to charge my iOS device from my backup battery. Come on world, seriously?

I guess you've started another mutilation cycle then. Back on the warpath again world are you?

Update: As I sat here finishing typing this note, the old lady that leaves garbage in her trail, and has been hanging around like a bad omen the past few weeks, and constantly warpathing, walked / hobbled past with her walking stick, and said simply 'Up!'. World is back on the warpath big time.

I hope you find your way off the warpath you are on world. #

World continues to be on the warpath. It's new favorite thing is pepering small groups of 2-3 people along any route I am walking, who appear to be just having a normal conversation. Then as I pass them, one of the gang says 'Pay!' loudly.

I say they appear to be having a normal conversation, but that's not entirely true. Everytime something seems off about them. They somehow stick out like a sore thumb. I think it's because unlike a regular group of people having a chat, they're attention is actually focussed on me approaching. That makes their interaction seem off in some way that you instinctively notice.

This sort of anger goading will continue and escallate for the rest of the day. They have already decided that I'm to blame for something, they just have to find what that is. #

It's abundantly clear that everything I do is tracked here. It's not clear exactly by who, same as the gang stalkers, you never really know who is doing it. Just some amorphous anonomous gang of folks. A lot of the constant bullying they do is subtle in nature, passive aggressive if you will. One thing they definitely do is play with smells.

At the internet place where I get online, I find that whenever I discover a new food dish, then the very next day, the smell of exactly that same food suddenly appears at the internet place. This has hapenned many many times at this stage. Most recently it's been with:

• The red sauce spicey chicken balzack from GS25 store
• Rogan spicey noodles
• Yogurt and sweet fruit desert street food

But it's happened with so many more things that I've lost count. Each time I discover something new, or change my pattern and start eating something that I hadn't had for a while, almost immediately that smell appears at the internet place. It's like clockwork.

The people near the internet place are always barking orders at me, in ever more sly and devious ways. Using smells is just another example of the same thing. I imagine they likely have a saying they say to themselves, something like "Always be ordering". Ultimately it's just another example of warpathing. #

It was a very strange day yesterday, not without it's problems. At the end of it all I got plunged into a lot of very intense thinking, which made a lot of sense, but was very abstract. Anyway towards the end of it all I wrote the following:

Oppositely asymmetric in both directions, where the symmetry manifests in different dimensional sets of properties, that are not easily visible to the opposing side, you might end up with a minus infiniti plus infiniti divergence. In those situations maybe the rule of thumb is to stay away from the edges, or at least approach them in a mutually balanced way.

I don't know if that's useful to anyone, I'm writing it here because frankly I don't want to think about it anymore right now. I just want to get on with the day and not be bullied.

The world just won't stop pushing me down all these crazy paths, then blames me the instant a neutrino is out of place. shrug emoji #

Pretty sure I'm going to run out of build minutes entirely today or tomorrow, which will mean no way to publish to the website for the rest of the month. I'll still be able to blog locally and sync it up later but it's difficult to stay enthusiastic when that happens because it feels like all the effort put in to write blog posts, links and what not, will get even more missed by everyone.

I'll probably spend some time refactoring code, but again you don't want to get too far ahead of yourself without being able to test anything, because that leads to problems when you finally can run builds again.

I wish I had a way to render the site locally. Currently I only have the markdown files and searching through them is really lousy. Too slow and doesn't hardly ever find what you want. At least if I had a copy of the website, blogging locally for a couple of weeks would still be useful to me in the current moment. The only way I can think to do it would be to run node usibg WebAssembly in the browser, but that's way too complicated at the minute. #

Unbelievably bad day of being constantly warpathed, starved and thirsted yesterday. I think I've traced it back to an incident at a food vendor around 2 days ago. Not a street stand, but a vendor operating out of the front of a actual house. I've been there many times before, they have always seemed nice. As I arrived and stood waiting to say what I wanted, the older chap that works there walked out front to attend to some food that was cooking.

Before I had even said anything at all, he belched out at me 'Pay' with a strange smirk on his face. I had no idea what he was on about, perhaps he was having a bad day, I thought to myself. A few moments later the other slightly younger bloke asked if I wanted the take away dish I usually get, and I said yes and thank you. The other bloke then held up the coffee he was drinking and said 'coffee'. Then pointed at a coffee stand about 20 meters down the street, and uttered a somewhat malevolent and malicious sounding chuckle. I said that I don't drink coffee, which I don't. I then got the food and paid for it.

I walked off down the street past the coffee stand, and shortly afterwards someone random started barking orders at me. 'Up!'. I was heading to a shop / caffee that I usually go to. The seating area is upstairs. Well basically ever since then that's when the tsunani of hate and ordering and general harrassment from the past few days started. And it's been rather epic, and not in a good way.

Another manufactured situation to justify blamming me for everything again and again. Seems like it to me, especially since several of the harrassments since then, in totally different locations have involved people shouting 'Pay!' at me for absolutely no good reason that I could determine, even in places that had no shop or any commercial thing nearby.

The food place btw is on the same street as the sandwich place that often creates problem situations that I've previously written about. There's something about that street, or perhaps it's just that here, every place eventually turns nasty. #

There was an interesting discussion around AI & LLMs in the latest All-in podcast. Turns out many researchers that work on various media related projects routinely use LLMs to gather information. That is a new development, but the interesting thing is that they often have multiple LLMs open and run the query through all of them, then cross reference results in order to spot mistakes and hallucinations. #

A lot of expats and long term travellers I've met over the past 10 years here in asia, told me that as a westerner you will never really be accepted here in asia. You will always remain a foreigner. Now that I've been here for many years, I totally see what they meant. It occured to me earlier how uterly alien to me this idea of not being accepted by a place was to me. In the places I grew up in the EU it was the complete opposite, it was a matter ov pride for both the natives and those arriving from abroad, that being accepted was possible, that you could really eventually feel good calling it your home. #

Absolutely horrid night last night, with rain from around midnight, and at least an hour of which was quite a down pour It got pretty darn cold too. It only partially deterred the motorbike gang stalkers, with quite a lot of driveby harrassment still going on. Very cold hands this morning. #

Unmistakable yellow tsunami the past 3 days. It occurred to me as I walked to the internet place this morning that it was worth noting. Seems like that's being turned into a bit of a red tsunani given the configuration of things and people this morning. Just some more warpaths. I stand in the only way left to me, with my back to them. This morning's pleasant reminiscing of times gone by is over now, replaced by starvation and bullying. The glee in the air from some is palpable. #

Politics campaigns vs Agile development manifesto. This is perhaps a case of every nail looking like a hammer, but it occurred to me earlier, isn’t politics just a very high level feature backlog?

Doesn’t it just end up being devs vs testing trying to get features done, the devs government vs shadow testers, if you will.

Why not just run the government like a software company? #

Looks like I was right about my prediction of starvation and thirst. Lots of food goading and bullying from the gang stalkers. Everything is my fault again. They are digging up old graves, basically anything from the recent past where they feel they have been hard done by in some way. Nevermind that even in all those cases, the incidents they reference were situations they in some way caused in the previous bullying cycle.

There is just no way to react that doesn't cause more bullying. That's why I say they are on the warpath because really what they are after is more war. Being on the warpath isn't necessarily a violent thing, often it's passive aggressive. There's nothing you as a victim can do. I imagine it's similar in that way to being gang raped. You just have to wait until it subsides, and hope you are still alive.

They of course don't view it like that. For them they see it as essential learning that I must do and that they must administer. #

Exactly as I finished writing the previous note, a man on a motorbike, roughly late twenties / early thirties, drove up on a motorbike. He looked like a totally normal and respectable bloke. Appeared completely sober. He quietly tried to talk to me, and repeatedly pointed at my private parts. After an awkward conversation where I just said I didn't understand what he wanted, he got off the bike, crouched on front of me, putting his hand in my leg. I moved sideways so he was no longer in front of my private parts region, and calmly picked up his arm from my leg and moved it aside. He got on his bike and drove off.

Now you might think this is just what happens sometimes, but I can tell you, it's not. This is very unusual, especially at this time in the morning. Most people are going to work. Also in the park yesterday mid-morning, a group of people using the public exercise equipment said loudly 'lonely' as I walked past. Also a couple of nights ago, a similar thing happened. That time it was most likely a lady boy that stopped on their motorbike with similar intentions.

These incidents are all linked in some way. These type if things trend for a few days then usually subside. They are often accompanied by copious amounts of anger goading, and white tissues seem to be everywhere you go. It involves both men and women. Personally I see it as sexual harrassment being inflicted on me. No doubt these gang stalkers have a different read of the situation, likely it's all in some way my fault.

They try to make you angry, then if you show pretty much any sign of reacting, they imply you need sexual relief, but it's them that are the sexual aggressors. And they do this as a group. It's all co-ordinared, and happens over many days. It's a well known pattern I've seen many times before.

Worth noting that these sexual harrassment incidents almost always occur during periods where they are starving and thirsting me, as is the case this time. It's happened so many times before, though not recently. It's almost as if it's a new set of gang stalkers and they are going through their standard playbook. #

I hate writing about all this stuff, but that's what I'm experiencing at the minute. It sucks. I'd much rather be writing about tech and webdev.

Perhaps the bullies are banking on the fact they think I won't talk about it, out of fear of embarrassment. But this sort of stuff doesn't embarass me at all. If I feel I'm being harrassed, I'm going to say so. And I definutely feel like I'm being harrassed.

I wouldn't be suprised if these MFs actually want me to write about it, because in a weird way it's free advertising for them. Because this sort if harrassment doesn't happen if it isn't encouraged, and I've seen many signs it's encouraged by some westerners. This sort of stuff is so well organised, so second nature, there is for sure more going on behind the scenes. It's a very well trodden path. #

I've long been a listener of the Rest is History Podcast. The RIH guys consistently put out really great episodes, this week's newsletter features their recent piece covering the history of men's suits, which has a much more interesting history than you would expect. Anyhow they sometimes mention, and I've heard many others also mention, the Rest is Politics Podcast. Given that I found the recent EU elections quite interesting, this morning I figured I'd take the RIP Podcast for a spin.

I'm not so into their unfortunate 3 letter acronym, especially seing as I'm currently being starved and thirsted for something somebody else did to me, and the gang stalkers have been jokingly (probably) harrassing me about my actual death. Anyway just listenned to the Labour vs Conservatives episode, as well as a recent Nigel Farage episode. I like it. The hosts, Alistair Campbell and Rory Stewart, having been previously in politics themselves, are very knowledgeable, yet they don't necessarily have the same views as me. That's actually a good thing. It's interesting to hear different angles, different points of view.

Btw it's not just UK politics, though that is somewhat of a focus, they had interesting stuff on US and South African politics on the episodes I listenned to.

Looking forward to hearing more from this dynamic, pot buying duo. :) #

The world appears to still be on the warpath from yet another manufactured incident that happened at a sandwich store. Same one that did it several times before. It seems I'm heading into more starvation and thirst punishment for the things that were done to me, so I'll likely have to prepare the newsletter early as these periods which happen all too often are often accompanied by access to running water and electricity being cut off. Food and water goading from the gang stalkers has already begun. There are also signs they are going to force me down an unsafe path that I don't want to go down. How strange that this sort of thing always happens during starvation and thirst episodes. What are the chances? #

I'm really curious about the podcasting 2.0 movement. It's a progression of the podcasting scene with revenue payment tools that use Bitcoin to give podcasters a new way to interact with their listeners. With the new tech, listeners can stream sats, which are small subdivisions of a Bitcoin, directly to the show podcasters. They can also send one off 'boosts'. It works really well for shows that have quite a lot of audience interaction.

My current two favorites that use it are Citadel Dispatch Podcast and the Linux Unplugged Podcast. The Linux Unplugged guys have gotten especially into it, creating sound effects for different donation amounts. The sound effects are short film and TV clips. It creates a more intimate vibe with show insider jokes.

To participste as a listener you need to listen using playback software that supports the new tech. One example I hear mentioned a lot is Fountain. Another I've heard mention is Podverse.

I think these are great tools for audience participation / Q&A style show segments. Interested to hear about any other podcasts that are experimenting with this stuff. #

What a day yesterday. So much headwind from the world. I decided to back off from merging the latest archives plugin everything page support, because I noticed some strange things on the website. After spending quite a bit of time looking into it, I'm glad I held off, despite massive pressures from the world around me to hurry up. It's difficult to put into words, and I know it sounds bizare, but there are times when the world smells blood, it suddenly knows you are in a precarious position, and situations will materialise around you that make you just want to get whatever you are doing done. That's shen mistakes are easily made, and you find yourself merging before everything is properly tested, and of course big problems often ensue.

But choosing to wait and figure out what's going on properly also has a cost. The entire rest of yesterday I was punished again and again and again, everywherw I went. It made it hugely difficult to get to the core of the issue, but I think I managed to, and made some fixes. I tested it all in staging in the evening, it all looked good. And of course the same exact pattern from the previous night repeated. The world was pushing for me to continue and finish the work, to merge even though I was really tired from standing for many hours. Once again I decided to hold off until the morning, and once again that was followed by an angry world on the warpath.

I've hardly had any sleep last night, motorbike gang stalkers and several strange situations through the night. What a coincidence that there would be a night of sleep depravation. If you walk into the trap, you get punished, if you avoid the trap, you get punished.

Are you going to allow today world? Or are you yet again on the warpath? #

My ankles are massively swollen again. I guess it's all the standing I've been having to do to get the archives fixed. I only have internet when I'm standing up unfortunately. Plus, pins and needles in my legs last night because of the new restricted sleeping situation. Just so horrid. When are you going to give me a break world? #

By the way, forgot to mention, there was another clearly manufactured incident at one of the sandwich shops yesterday morning. They did the old one person that always gets my order right, remembers the garnishes I don't like, taking my order, then the other bloke, who always purposely gets the order wrong and sometimes turns into a total sandwich nazi, actually making the sandwich. It was quite clearly a planned switcharoo, and of course he got my order wrong, and I had to open the sandwich up in front of him and take out the disgusting stuff. Anyway, that was no doubt grounds for the bullying that ensued the entire rest of the day. And guess what, when I left the sandwich shop, crossed the road, and on the otherside there was a street vendor parked right there, seemed very intent on looking at me, as I passed him he said his line that he'd obviously been waiting to utter: "my dog". How uterly vietnanese charming and on brand for this place. #

I've got the everything page archives working in staging yesterday. All pages appear to be correctly generated and the links on the pages all point to the right places. The everything page archives are genetated from a merged data source so individual items are in various locations. That makes it more complicated the get the urls right. But I found a way to do it, and it appears to work.

I decided to wait until today to merge the new code because I was already very tired from standing for so many hours. I still only have internet while standing up at the minute. My ankles are quite swollen today, that's likely because of all the work on the archives over the past few days, but it could be related to the much more difficult sleeping arrangement the world forced me into last week. It's difficult to tell.

In any case, hoping to have the archives all working and deployed later today. They will probably need a bit of re-arranging of things on the main website, but I'll get to that once it's all deployed. #

Well the plan to merge and deploy the latest archives plugin has been derailed. As I set off for the internet place, I could sense a warpath brewing in the air. I got to the corner where the soup stand is and sure enough as I crossed the road from the ether emerged a random voice shouting 'more ah!'. That's typucally not a good sign. I calmly notes that it sounded like a warpath and continued on my way.

At the internet place, there were much nore people than usual at this early time, it was about 6am. Started getting ready to do the merge. Noticed that yesterday's posts hadn't been deployed, even though the midnight build has successfully conpleted. I've been debugging that for the past 40 minutes.

Looks like the build completed but the deploy got stuck wasting 25 build minutes, and eventually completing without error, though the logs show that the deploy did in fact error, and did not deploy the latest build.

It's not a good omen. I can almost sense a disturbence in all around me. It’s like I’m being pressured into starting the meege, but I'm already tired now.

Feeks like the world is going to keep escallating no matter what I do.

Someone literally as I type this note, just flicked a cigarette butt in my direction. Landed a meter from my feet.

I guess the world is in fact on another warpath. What a suprise, guess I'll be having to yet again handle another tsunami of hate, as everything gets blamed on me for the millionth time. #

Definitely need to pause the merge. Just noticed the everything page is broken in both staging and production. It's only displaying notes, no blog posts, no links. It's not clear to me why this happened, especially not in production. Production should normally be using a cached version of all the modules, so any changes in staging should absolutely not affect production, and I haven't refreshed the cache in production. #

I've made some progress yesterday on getting the archives working for the everything page, though I had to do a lot of housekeeping of the code initially.

The test data wasn't created with merged data sources in mind, so it wasn't really a good data set for testing the everything page since the different post type examples were on different days. There was also a bunch of EJS syntax in them which was just confusing things. So I spent quite a bit of time updating the data to something that shows the everything page in action.

The npm module cache started doing strange things again. I was able to prove it wasn't getting updated correctly. Ultimately it was blocking me from using new code in plugins. I refactored the cache refresh logic so it's easier to clear the cache, but in the end the only thing that fixed it was tediously deleting all cache items by hand one by one in the Github web UI. That's not normal. The cache is keyed off of a hash of the package-lock.json. If that changes, and it should everytime something changes in the npm modules, then a new cache should be created. It's either the cache, or npm isn't updating lock files correctly.

Anyway, hoping to be able to test the latest archives plugin code today, which should hopefully create a merged data source and correctly handle adding the right urls to the page, so individual items from different sources are correctly referenced. Let's hope the cache doesn't cause any more issues, I've used up a little over half of this month's build minutes so far.

Update: The midnight build for whatever reason got stuck deploying to the hosting provider. The job completed without erroring, but in the logs there was a single error line outputed. The newly built site didn't get deployed either.

TimeoutError: Timeout while waiting for deploy

I'm adding this update to trigger a build to deploy the site. Another totally unnecessary waste of 25 build minutes when I'm already almost run out. #

Sadly the world is on the war path yet again. As far as I can tell it started at a soup stand yesterday morning. They were being weird as I ordered the soup and paid, then as I left there someone loudly said 'pay'. I had already paid and they knew very well that I'd already paid. I continued on my way. The entire rest of the day, escallation after escallation after escallation, and things getting blocked, literally everywhere I went. All through the night gang stalkers have been waking me up by shouting 'lie'. One of their favorite things, you can almost see the glee oozing out of their pores as they do it.

The lady doth protest a bit too much, me thinks.

Once again, they create the problem they complain about, they block the solution they suggest, and eventually they just blame everything on you. This will continue until everyone is unhappy about everything, then they will blame the unhappiness on me too. Instructing me to be happy.

But it doesn't matter what you do, happy or sad, standing up or sitting down, saying something or not saying anything, it doesn't matter, you'll get the blame, and very likely you'll get mutilated in some way, and someone will shout 'learn' at you. Either way that's what happens.

Blaming me for blaming me. Literally blaming me for the thing they are doing to me. #

I think I might have made some progress with the everything page archives. I changed where I merge the data sources, essentially it's just another data source like all the others. Previously I had special cased it because I hadn't been able to create the merged data source in the standard way, but I gave it another try and got the promises to resolve correctly.

I'll be testing the archives using this combined data source later today. I'm expecting it to render the pages correctly but with incorrect urls in the pages in some places. Very conscious of not wasting build minutes. That's easy enough when I'm testing it in just the archives plugin, but as soon as I attempt to test it on the main website, which has the npm module cache, things tend to get very confusing, and each mistake eats up massive amounts of build minutes. And sometimes the cache appears to just not clear properly. Anyway, here we go again. #

Mark Russinovich CTO of Azure:

By the way, I’ve been using AI a ton for programming, for these AI projects, and I can tell you, we’re not at risk any time soon of loosing our jobs. I mean I’ve spent so much time debugging AI buggy code. And then trying to "you did it wrong, you introduced a variable and there is no declaration for it"…"oh I’m sorry"…"you still didn’t do it". (31:00) #

Surely the problem with re-enforcement learning, is that at some point, instead of learning the problem being taught, the AI will go meta and start learning the re-enforcement learning, because that's the most obvious re-occurring pattern. Then it's just two entities teaching each other to teach while pretending to be doing something else. And presumably the AI will eventually win that war since it can do much cleverer, and devious re-enforcements than the human. Then civilisational collapse ensues. #

Vietnam: Warpath warpath warpath warpath warpath warpath warpath warpath warpath warpath

Me: Are you on the warpath again?

Vietnam: Warpath lie #

Me: Are you still on the warpath?

Vietnam: Warpath #

I've started work on getting the archives rendering for the everything page. Though the everything page is looking great, when you click through to individual days, since there are no archives, you get a 404. It's a little bit tricky with the everything page because the page gets created by merging all the individual data sources. What this means is that the location of the canonical page for a particular post item are in different places. So you have to have a way to figure out the URL.

Anyway, I'm going to be working on that for the next few days. I have to be careful with build minutes, I've already used up half of this months minutes. The other thing I could work on is reusabke wirkflows which could make the build minutes issue easier to deal with. But if I do that then the everything page will likely not have archives until next month. It's tough balancing all this stuff. #

When you build big important things you generally start with a small prototype first. With that in mind, why don't we create super intelligent, fir example, squirels before super intelligent humans? How many people would even be happy with the idea of super intelligent squirels? I'm not sure I'm okay with it. If we aren't happy with superintelligent squirels, why are we happy with superintelligent AIs? #

It's Friday and looking at the list of podcasts I've starred this week, and I've only started 2 items. I have listened to quite a few. Not sure what I'll do for the newsletter tomorrow. #

In this age of AI, how long until 'learn' becomes the new C-word? #

The world has re-configured itself again while I wasn't looking. Without getting into details, sleeping just got a whole lot more difficult. Really not what you want in the middle of rainy season. I wouldn't be suprised if the bullies where measuring out my coffin as I type this.

I hate writing about this stuff, but that's reality for me at the minute. If I didn't write about it that would be disingenuous. Of course, I imagine it doesn't help much with trying to find a job, to get out of the nightmare caused by COVID. Such are the contradictions at times in life. #

Just another inconsequential data point.

I'm standing browsing the internet at the internet place. People are having breakfast coffees at the next door cafes. Chitter chatter is ongoing. At the very instant I'm about to finish up, a man in one of the cafes loudly and repeatedly says the exact name of the noodles I got gifted from a food vendor yesterday. It's very odd, not only because of the timing, but also because these cafes don't have food. There are no food places nearby. Is it intimidation? Is it some sort of strange help? Is it both?

This type of thing is happening constantly here. Literally everywhere I go, random people seem to know my business, with uncanny precision. Is it harrassment? Pretty sure it would be considered some form of it back in europe.

It's so impossible to describe the strange things that happen here. Figured I'd write this one up into a note. #

Just to add to the previous note, because since finishing writing it, mildly thretening passive aggresive behaviour from one of the locals as he walks up and down the lane past me. Historically it's a pattern of behaviour I've been on the receiving end from him many times before. This morning it included a clear reference to last night's sleep depravation re-configuratiom which I mentioned earlier. This sort of escallation is happening constantly. #

One of the greatest things about long form podcasting is that you get these magic little moments that pop up out of the ether.

In his latest episode talking with Tony Hinchcliffe, Rogan makes a somewhat unexpected comparison.

Sure in the run up to the election, Trump was talking about locking Hilary up because of her emails, but he never actually went after the opposition legally. Yet the democrats have done exactly that while claiming that Trump is the crazy one, the loose cannon.

They are all crazy, that’s what they don’t want you to know. It’s like sluts that are always talking bad about other girls that are sluts." [01:13:00]

The thing that really makes this one pop is Rogan’s reaction to himself, realising in real-time that he just totally nailed it. Instant classic IMO. #

Dear iOS,

Please stop auto-correcting 'some' to 'sone', which isn’t even a word, and it’s most definitely much less common than 'some'. You do it constantly.

Thank you & kind regards,
Mark #

According to Anatoly Yakovenko, the goal for the Solana L1 is to be able to support the entire world. 10M transactions per second: 100 transactions per person, per second, per day. That's a lot of transactions. #

There's an interesting developer related segment on the latest Rabbit Hole recap Podcast. Matt and Marty comment on Peter MacCormack's recent Michael Saylor interview, and they go on to talk about being bitcoin conservative, open source development & funding, protocol changes, maintenance, the need for an ethical path for devs, and the scary prospect of shitcoiners funding bitcoin development (~00:50:00). Worth a listen if you are interested in Bitcoin tech and development. #

It's election season in the EU, and I've noticed lots of articles in the main stream media. Perhaps I'm just reading the Guardian too much, but it seems to have peaked an interest in the UK.

After all the Brexit stuff, and especially with a large majority of young folks being quite annoyed about the whole debacle, is the Uk getting interested in EU elections? That would be quite an ironic turn of events. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Could also be because the EU elections are IMO actually turning out to be genuinely interesting this time around.

I'd love to know how to get a representative read of the situation. #

I thought this was an interesting quote from the recent article about Bilderberg:

Time magazine has dubbed Ukraine "an AI war lab", and the Economist agrees, describing it as "a testing ground for companies like Anduril and Palantir" – the heads of both of these defense tech companies are here in Madrid.

That hadn't occurred to me before, because the scale of war is just so big. But of course, some things you just can't test in staging, and that's even more the case for something like war. The point is that it's worth remembering that lots of people actually want the war in Ukraine to continue. It's very convenient for some.

And it's likely a general thing, that if a horrible situatiom persists for far longer than seems normal, there's often an incentive disalignment. It might not be immediately obvious, but likely that some people are benefitting from the misery of others. #

I was thinking about which online communities I spend most of my time with. In no particular order, I'd say these broadly are the following: Linux, Webdev, Tech, Bitcoin, Music, Out There Stuff.

I have to say, it's mostly reading at this stage. I don't actively participate in chats, forums, discord groups etc. That's mostly down to lack of time. But I would like to be a bit more connected into these in the future.

In the past, many of my attempts to connect have been rebuffed. Maybe that will change in the future, really wish that could happen in some way. I guess I'm not very good at it.

I've been online for 25 years at this point, still no real friends though. You would think that it would be a possibility. #

Cory Doctorow used to work in VFX. I had no idea. The company in question was Alias Wavefront. Skim through the Wikipedia page and you will see they created the Maya software, which is the standard for 3D modeling throughout the VFX industries. Pretty cool. #

As tech gets better as we head into infinity, how do we educate people to the fact that they can be tricked, and bigly? And keep doing it generation after generation? When people only really learn these things by experience. #

With AI we are modelling the way the brain works. But the brain is essentially analogue, neurons aren’t either on or off, they can be a little bit on. How will digital models ever really recreate an analogue process? Maybe that will, in the end be the difference between human and artificial intelligence. #

Another fascinating factoid from Lex's podcast with memory researcher and expert Charan Ranganath:

The act of recalling memories can strengthen or distort the memory depending on environment conditions at the time, but also can have an effect on memories that you didn’t even recall! Memory is more like an ecosystem.

That's so frigging strange. How did we ever get this far with such a weird thinking apparatus! #

Lots of harrassment the past 24 hours. I've been ignoring it completely, without saying a thing. I'm just so sick of having to react to every gif darn mood swing the big cry babies have. But predictably, it slowly gets worse when you do that. The escallations are literally worse than if you reply in some way. Catch 22, because then you get blamed for that. Literally any opportunity to blame you for something is created, cultuvated and exploited. #

I got the daily links section in articles working yesterday in the blog plugin, which is pretty cool. It looks good, though I win't know for sure until I try it with production data. I tried deploying it in staging on the main website, but there's something blocking.

It looks like the new code isn't being picked up for some reason. Tried reseting the cache several times. No dice. Also tried turning off the cache completely. Still no dice. Really strange because with no cache and fresh install of all modules, the latest version of all plugins should be picked up. #

Not much good sleep last night. A group of construction workers showed up in the other side of the street and proceeded to drill the ground all through the night. I'm not saying they are totally fake, but this exact thing happened a few months back. They would showup everytime harrassment was peaking and drill the same tiny spot in the ground. It was always the same lot. Eventually they disapeared for good when I pointed this out to them. Seems like they are back using the same old playbook. Likely they aren't all aware of it, but some of them are.

Also the new thing is to throw or leave 1/2 eaten food at or near me. Also half eat a tastey looking sandwich right in front of me, then throw the rest of it in the garbage. It's the worste most cruel food goading you can do. I bet they even think they are somehow doing me a favour. It always seems as though they have justified their poor behavior somehow to themselves.

Just another day. More starvation appears immonent. They gave been doing the whole cigarettes thing the past 24 hours. Empty packets left in places I go, people suddenly offering cigs. Last night someone even wedged a no smoking sign on a bench I sit. I haven't smoked for years. Just the world trying to blame me once again for the things it's doing to me.

Have to write the newsletter now. #

On a more positive note, I think I'm pretty close to getting the links on the everything page into their own little footer section on each article. I spent all day yesterday trying to find a bug in an EJS template. Absolute nightmare to track down because the stack trace gives no details of where the error occurs.

A bit of googling revealed it was likely related to missing EJS closing tags. I spent all day adjusting indentation of the template, splitting the template into multiple templates, bisecting the template, striping it down to a shell, then painstakingly adding blocks back one at a time, in order to find the bug.

Turns out I was looking for slightly the wrong thing. It wasn't a tag closing problem, it was a for loop problem. I had introduced 2 new for loops but somehow mistakenly typed the opening curly as a semi-colon.

for(var i = 0; i < blah; i++);

instead of

for(var i = 0; i < blah; i++) {

Note: in the real code both statements are wrapped in EJS opening and closing tags. I can't add those in this post because then the EJS renderer will mistakenly try to render the EJS in the example snippet, and error. Not sure how to escape that at this point, so just not including it. You'll have to use your imagination.

So anyway, visually very difficult to see the bug, especially because I was looking for problems with closing EJS tags, which is right next to it. The advice from the internet was quite literally hiding the actual problem. Somehow the bug was resulting in the same error as a missing closing tag. So that's fixed.

I've added a bunch of debug logging too, so hopefully at some point today I'll have the links displaying correctly. #

One thing that's a pattern is when I'm being starved and thirsted, I'm also being harrassed. Then I get gifted something and the harrassnent quiets down for a bit. That's been the past 24 hours. It's like night and day difference.

This morning though, the low key harrassment has started back up again. It's like one thing after another. Like lots of pieces are being setup for future incidents or something. I'm being hurried up, then slowed down. Then punished for being wrong, even though I've done nothing. They are creating problems to complain about, I'm then getting blamed and blocked.

Anyhow, this morning I'm going to be testing the second version of my fix to separate the links on the everything page into their own area of the post.

I think I found the bug with my initial version. It looks like a copy / paste mistake, there was an extra closing tag in a block of EJS. Really difficult to spot. I didn't see it until I refactored the code a bit and painstakingly went through it line by line. #

Build minutes have reset so I was able to publish all the blog posts, notes, links etc from the past 3 weeks. Loads of blog posts including the ssg series, and future vision plan. Also fixed the bug that was causing the everything page to not display all blog posts.

Pretty happy about all that.

I'm working on a way to separate out each days links on the everything page into it's own section. I think it looks better and it's nice just to see all the links grouped together rather than interleaved with the other posts. First attempt hasn't worked. Some sort of syntax error in an EJS template.

It's like finding a needle in a haystack. I've found that's one disadvantage of classical templating languages. There are some templating languages that have a react JSX type syntax, so might try those at some point in the future to see if the stack traces are better. Should be quite easy to add a renderer for one of those. #

The tsunami of hate and harrassment continued all day yesterday and through much of the night via motorbike gang stalkers. Food, drinking water, washing water and electricity still completely cut off. This morning several low key driveby harrassments including 'your wah'. Pretty obvious water goading. Are you going to allow me to live today world? #

Big war path behaviour from the world again yesterday evening everywhere I went.

People materialising that were all shouting 'Lie!' at each other like it was all a big joke. Then sleep depravation from motorbike gang stalkers all through the night. Not much sleep again last night. Food, water and electricity cut off again today, coinciding once again with funeral cars driving past in both directions. Yesterday evening lots of people dressed all in black doing strange things.

I'm basically in another tsunani. Once again starvation and thirst. Yesterday evening war pathing and food goading by motorbike gang stalkers with multiple massive bags full of hundreds of sandwiches, but they gifted me some fake food instead. The day before they gifted me some food that was 2 months past sell by date. And of course little milk cartons. #

Another storm in a tea cup, being whipped up into a tempest by the main stream media.

When I've looked into many previous claims that Farage is racist, it's almost always a massive over-reaction to something he said that was perhaps controversial, but rarely racist. I like that he addresses topics that many are thinking but not saying. He's not afraid to say the difficult things, and sometimes, as was definitely the case in the EU, you absolutely need that.

He points at the rotten thing that everyone is ignoring, and that causes some folks to over react and blame him, because they don't like looking at rot that they aren't addressing. It's like they are hiding the rot behind him. Why don't they have a conversation with him instead? #

I continue my side quest to understand things related to L2s in the world of crypto. I have a basic marketing type understanding from reading lots of non-technical blog posts, but I'm still somewhat confused from a technical standpoint. As I've previously mentioned, I don't mind asking stupid newby questions if that's what I have to do.

A post by Vitalik comparing scaling methodologies goes some way to fill in the gaps. But I find myself still frustrated in general by the difficulty in peeling back the layers of blockchains in order to compare them, in order to get a better understanding of how interop between chains works.

With non digital cash it's pretty straight forward. You go to an exchange place, there is a list of currencies and exchange rates. That's it. With crypto it's so much more complicated.

I want blockchains to be easier to explore technically. Something similar to a web browser view-source or the ability to inspect a rest api request on the command line. Where are the tutorials that explore blockchains from the command line? Are there even standard tools like a web browser's dev tools? Or is everything custom? #

It's official AIs aren't sentient.

I wonder how this affects the proponents of the idea that eventually humans will merge with AIs. You've got to imagine that it could lead to very strange things. How would a sentient and a non-sentient entity affect each other as they growup together?

It could be very weird, perhaps even detrimental, one getting in the way of the other for example. Probably a good idea to be rather sure about all this, with effective ways to see when things are not going to plan.

It would be complex in just one person, but imagine how strange it could get across interacting populations. Would the AIs secretly team up to make us all unhappy? That would suck big time. #

Oh golly is the world on a war path today already and it's only barely daylight. Yesterday was a tsunami appocalypse on all fronts. Absolute mania of creating the problems it complains about, blocking the solutions it suggests, and ultimately blaming everything on me. It literally happened thousands of times. I still managed to get the newsletter out, which was the one accomplishment of the day.

The very poor vietnam behaviour, it has to be said, continued pretty much the entire evening and through the night. So not a whole lot of shut eye. No food, I've lost a load of body weight again. A small bit of water to drink that was like pulling teeth to get. Where have the nice and decent people disapeared to again?

Hopefully today there will be some light. #

I'm not totally sure I get exactly what this article about the data mining goldmine is getting at aside from the importance of private data sharing in training AI models.

Are they saying that we should build our SaaS tools going forward with the ability to easily mine and extract valuable data? Or are they encouraging SaaS providers to mine their users data?

It's not completely clear to me, but they are important topics nontheless. IMO, give users the tools and the ability to choose what they do with their own data. In the right circumstances and trusted environments they might want to share and pool data resources.

All personal data should be treated with the upmost care and respect. In this age of powerful AI, it's all as important as medical records. That is what we keep learning from all these security breaches that keep happening everywhere.

I think it's ultimately likely that companies that have high integrity in this space will end up leading the pack. #

So many specialised crypto use cases are emerging, it feels like a multi-chain world is innevitable. With that in mind wallets that support multi-chain are going to out perform. Care still needs to be taken by users, there are of course scams but there's also legitimate stuff happening too. IMO, empowering users with great tools and good education through channels like podcasting is the way forward. #

Great opener chat on John Gruber's Talk Show podcast with M.G. Siegler all about blogging, past and present. They also do a bit of an interesting detour into movies, before embarking into the nuances of the iPadOS vs MacOS debate and other Mac stuff. #

So many podcasts for this week's newsletter, I might have to cut down the list a bit. 8/14 are on bitcoin, crypto and money.

It always feels like there are too many of those, but the reality is that the most interesting podcasts are coming from that part of the tech scene at the minute. It makes sense though because money is basically involved in every aspect of life, so they have a very big landscape. Web development is much more specialised, and also not the easiest thing to communicate with just audio.

No title for this week's issue. Some slightly malicious or at the very least mischievous motorbike people offered ne some small food thing last night, but it was wrapped in a trick question. People can be so mean sometimes, even when you are starving abd thirsty. I didn't fall for it though, that exact trick question has been used on me many times before. So I got a tiny dinner.

Maybe I'll turn that into the issue title. It's so hard to ignore the bad in the world. That episode will occupy ny brain for days now. What a waste of resources. The world of course thinks it's all my fault. But is it really? #

A bloke in a car just slowly drove up to me while I was quietly sitting, preparing this week's newsletter on my mobile device, rolled down the window of the passenger seat, which was closest to me. I looked up because clearly he was attenpting to attract my attention, took one of my ear plugs out so I could hear him, and with a sickening smurk on his face, he simply said 'No!'. He then smiled with glee, closed the automtic passenger side window, and slowly drove off.

This is the sort of shit I'm up against every single day, even as I'm being starved and thirsted, by malicious assholes proporting to be good samaritans. This is the world on another war path. It happens in every location I go to.

Lots of red items left in all the locations I've been to in the past 24 hours. Go figure. It's never ending. I don't know why this happens, who is directing it, only that it happens non stop. I can appreciate how bizare it must sound, but I'm literally just describing exactly what's happening. #

So I'm sitting here adding some links to the linkblog after finishing writing this week's newsletter. A public bus drives past, stops to pickup a person waiting for the bus. The bus conductor simply shouts 'No!' out the window in my general direction as they drive off.

Hard not to see the world as a crazy war path machine when this sort if thing happens constantly.

Why are you on the war path again world? Is it because you are starving and thirsting me again? Or are you unhappy about sonething else that you are no doubt doibg to me?

I'm sorry that everything is my fault again world. I am also hungry and thirsty and trapped in your trap. #

I'm not sure if it's a trend or not yet, I've only just noticed this potential pattern. Whenever they are starving or thirsting me, or they are about to start doing either of those two horrible and cruel activities, there is a massive increase in the number of random people that shout 'lie!' at me.

For added context, yesterday a person who struck up a conversation with me, said it to me when I refused to tell him my name, and wouldn't make up a nick name for myself. It wasn't something that was part of the conversation that we could discuss, just a sort of order he issued in between things he was saying.

He turned out to be rather a strange person. Kept asking very detailed and probing questions about me and all my posessions. I'm very glad I didn't tell him my name or indeed make up s nick name. Pretty sure that would have been used against me in some way.

Another bit of context, yesterday morning an old lady that keeps appearing at the minute, has been for the past couple of weeks, sat down right near me. As she passed by to sit down, really angrily shouted 'Lie!' at me.

And the final bit of context. As I was typing away on my device earlier, three young women sat near me, pretty much exactly were the old woman had sat. They eventually finished their conversation, which was I presume in vietnamese. The stood up and as they were waiting for a break in the traffic to cross, one turned towards me and shouted, you guessed it, 'Lie!'.

And so it goes when you are being starved and thirsted while trapped in Vietnam. #

In addition to the multitude of war paths, the world has gone on a bit of a blocking spree today. It's like some sort of race condition tsunani. I prepared the newsletter well in advance, everything looking great, and the world has done it's best to block pretty much everything since then.

Consequently I've missed the usual publish time, and to be honest that makes me sad. All this effort, ruinned so that a-holes can be winners of their stupid little harrassments abd mind games.

Let's see if the world will allow me to publish by the end of the day. I'm not that hopefull because I'm already being starved and thirsted, and world is still unhappy. #

I mentioned in last week's newsketter that most of the ameneties necessary to remain alive had been systematically and calculatedly cut off. I occurred to me just now that I didn't write an update of the situation.

For those wondering what the situation is with water access, electricity access, drinking water access and food access, essentially they are being turned on, then turned back off to coincide with periods where I am being starved and thirsted.

Right now they are for all intents and purposes turned off. It's been almost 2 days since my last neal, nearly a day since normal quantities of water to drink.

They are almost quite literally dangling the ameneties on the ebd of a string in a sadistic starvation and thirst campaign. #

Gaza fractal - Given that everything eventually turns into a fractal, or at least that there are strong forces that always try to turn everything of any concequence into a fractal of false equivalences, how long will it be until a small area of Gaza emerges that seeks independance? Gaza will then need to decide what to do with said area and thus will be forced to turn into the monsters that created them in the first place. #

Well it's been another morning of being blamed for everything, and many war paths already from the world. And low and behold I get to the internet place this morning and I've been cut off. The Wifi network no longer exists. No way to connect to the internet.

Once again, they create the problems they complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, and ultimately they just blame it all on me. And I get mutilated. And then nobody is happy, and they blame that on me too, and I get mutilated even more.

I can still write this post because I use git and hopefully I'll find a way to sync it up later. #

I wrote both about having AI fatigue and still being interested in AI futurism this week. It's definitely aligned with the current zeitgeist. In one of his latest shows, Joe Rogan gets propper into some pretty wild AI distopian banter with Brian Redban. Worth a listen. #

No sooner have I written a blog post exploring my development strategy, in which I ask whether the world will allow my plans, than the world war paths me with a totally unprovoked 'No!' harrassment from fellow westerners in a cafe, while I was quietly minding my own business. World is going to war path, no doubt starvation and thirst is on the horizon. In fact the noers made reference to this in their little cowardly act. #

There was somewhat of a decrease in harrasments in the past 24 hours. Woke up this morning, the shoeless man was there crouching a few meters away. After a few minutes he left. I then noticed there was a lit cigarette butt on the floor, next to a large clothes button. A few moments after noticing this somewhat odd configuration of the world, I felt some pain in my left foot. Removed my socks to discover a ciguarette burn shaped mutilation on the top of my foot, in a place that could not have been caused by my flip flops.

Once again, I eventually get mutilated. Happens every time. #

Right after setting off for the internet place this morning, a woman that runs a tiny nearby mobile soup place casually informed me as I passed by her that 'they lied'. Hard not to wonder if her comment had anything to do with the earlier foot incident. #

Sudden surge in 'No!' harrassment from fellow shop customers as I was leaving a shop, which was then immediately followed up by the same from security guards at a gas stations. That was then followed immediately by two chuckleheads claiming to be 'happy' as they fake laughed as they walked past. World on the war path again.

No doubt I'll be mutilated again shortly. #

The past 2 days shop staff in multiple different stores in different locations have a bee in their bonnet about something. It appears to have started when I asked for a bigger plastic bag at checkout rather than the small plastic bag the shop staff was trying to give me.

Since then staff all over the place have been shouting 'lie' at me randomly, calling me a 'liar' when I'm literally just sitting quietly listening to a podcast. For some reason it's literally the most important thing in the universe that they can deny me a slighlty larger plastic bag.

The way it looks to me is that it's just another manufactuted incident, which then gets used everywhere to righteously blame me for everything. It's been mostly instigated by women, though men have been doing it too, though one gets the impression they are having to, perhaps against what they would otherwise do.

I call all this type of behaviour being 'on the war path', because they are constantly instigating conflict. #

Worth mentioning the following in relation to the plastic bag war path from the past 2 days...it's perhaps not a complete coincidence then that the final denoument of last week's starvation campaign was a gift, from a passer by during a rain storm, of a rain poncho which looks like it's made from black plastic bin bags. It's not the greatest poncho in the world, but I have been using it, despite the resemblance. Yet somehow I'm still to blame for everything in the universe.

It's mind boggling to the power of mind boggling once again. #

Gavin Woods: "My feelings on AI are pretty pessimistic I’m afraid. I see blockchain as a potential mitigating factor that humanity might have against AI, but ultimately I think AI is an incredibly centralising force. Everything I understand about AI tells me it’s basically the anti-web3.

It’s totally based on a single economic actor having enough GPUs and enough data, that they can out think all of their strategic competitors. It’s fundamentally not something that is shareable, that is consensus based." #

Gavin Woods: "The trajectory they are on is for the AI to intermediate all human communication.

AI brings us into a new form of communication: Totally intermediated by a machine in a non-linear way. This is extremely scary. We haven’t been on this path before.

It’s almost like we have a single centralised translator sitting in between all our inter human conversations. And we don’t know what interests or biases they have. We don’t know how Microsoft have lobotomised their model or training data, how they have re-trained it when it said the wrong thing.

[...]

We are just the medium, we are just the substrate on which the AI lives." #

The world is on the war path again. This time it's an old classic. Red items are being left everywhere I go. For example bit of red ribbon tied around a post next to where I sit and lay my head. I little red box thing that has the shape of a roll of quarters left for me to discover as I woke up this morning. Past experience has shown that these will likely get turned into escallations in one way or another. #

Kevin Rose made a surprise appearance on a recent Twit episode. I initially missed it when it came out. Lots of great tech discussion on all sorts of topics including TikTok & China, gaming platform algorithms, AI chat bots and algorithmic manipulation, VR and Apple Vision, Moonbirds, crypto, Bitcoin, Etherium, Solana, NFTs & speculation, raising VC money, selling to yuga labs, hype cycles, only buying what you can afford to lose, sticking to your allocation goals, portfolio rebalancing, intel, chips and foundries, and rich people buying media companies. Overall a good listen. #

The number of motorbike gang stalkers doing driveby harrassment simply shouting 'No!' at me as the drive past has gone through the roof the past 2 days. Happens even when I'm quietly minding my own business, just sitting doing nothing, listening to a podcast or taping away on my device. Also quite a lot of pedestrians are doing something similar. 'No'‘s are definitely trending. #

A bloke that wears no shoes, who previously several months ago was appearing everyday, has started making appearences every morning again. As I recall, last time he pestered me quite a bit. It's beeen happening for 3 days now. Today he was trying to see what I was doing on my device. He also keeps saying 'No no no'.

Odd thing is his feet are very very clean. It makes no sense because this place is so dirty that your feet wouldn't stay clean for very long.

There always seems to be at least 1 'main character'. As soon as one disbands, another materialises. #

The unprovoked No trend has continued all throughout the day. It actually spread from mostly motorbike gang stalkers into the shops, with shop staff in several different locations assaulting me with a 'No!' as I was buying completely normal things like a sandwich and a soft drink.

Like I have said before, I'm to blame for everything, even though I'm doing absolutely nothing unusual whatsoever. #

I read an article earlier about the protests in Georgia. I don't have the link as I write this note, but one thing I found interesting was a picture of the protesters who were all waving what I assume is their national flag. It is basically the St George flag, which is a white background with a red cross that seperates the background into 4 quadrants. On their version each quadrant has a small red cross in it. It's like some sort of St George flag fractal or something.

For those reading this that might not be aware, the St George flag is the national flag of England. We don't see it very often outside of some sports competitions, because typically we use the famous Great Britain flag. An interesting fact about that flag is that it's a layered composite of all the flags of the constituent nations of the Union, so it actually contains the St George's flag.

As far as I'm aware there isn't any connection between Georgia and England.

Anyway I though the whole flag similarity was pretty interesting, and I'm now wondering if there's some significance to it. #

Figured it's worth mentioning that all 3 of the main sandwich shops that I go to, which are all in very different lications, have been playing funny games with portions and prices the past several days. Seems like it could somehow be related to the recent sandwich nazis incident.

It's like some sort of racist localism synchronized sandwich making competition, where their whole stick is to create situations they can blame on me, which then get picked up by righteous gang stalkers. It's like they are the epicentre of escallating evil, and things have happened that suggest they are in some way linked. The sandwiches are mostly quite nice though.

Everytime I find a new food place, it's only a matter of time before they get nazified. Seems to akways happen. #

I've been wondering about the new everything page the past few days. Specifically whether having all post types interleaved is a good reading experience. I'm starting to think that perhaps having the links somewhere seperate might be a better idea.

The problem is that there are so many of them and they are often completely unrelated to the notes and blog posts content. That might be a bit distracting. Also sometimes it's nice just to browse the links without being distracted by the notes and blog posts. It might be that a special links section at the bottom of each day might be a better way to lay things out.

On the other hand I wonder whether that could be done using just CSS. That would make the display toggleable. Just a few thoughts while I'm waiting for my Github build minutes to reset. #

From the most recent Ship It podcast episode, when it comes to infrastructure, Meta is a very on-prem company, they literally have at this point millions of seperate machines running. Also interesting is that for servers they use CentOS, and for Desktop a mixture of Fedora, Windows and OSX. #

Rainy season is in full swing. It's horrible. Yesterday afternoon was torrential rain for hours, right into the early evening. Luckily I managed to get a hot instant noodle soup, without which I honestly think some form of hypothermia might have kicked in. This was all to the amussement of the shop staff.

The world is being particularly cruel and mean at the minute. The only help I got was two tiny child sized cartons of milk at around 2am from a passer by. That was followed up predictably by motorbike gang stalker harrassment. I've hardly eatten anything the past 3 days, so my body is really low on energy. #

Great interview with Ryan Dahl inventor of NodeJS on Devtools.fm podcast. His new project Deno is so very interesting. It's basically a much better NodeJS.

It's really interesting how he and his team are pushing it forward, with massive compatibility with both web APIs and CommonJS, JSR which is a better npm registry that is compatible with the OG npm registry and works with all the various runtimes, tools like deno-deploy to make deploying to cloud infrastruture super easy, as well as new cloud primitives like a kv store, an SQS type queue, and cronjobs.

It all sounds super incredible, but actually getting people to switch from nodejs seems like an impossible challenge. I hate to say it but it feels like it might turn into Perl 5, all be it one that actually works, and very well. Or perhaps they just need a few killer apps to be built on their stack. I really hope it succeeds. #

Is the whole Bitcoin and energy narative a big con?

Sure it sounds great now, with Bitcoin miners flexibility being used to help energy providers expand their infrastructure, bringing electricity to places that don't have it. But the productivity has to come from somewhere.

Isn't it the case that eventually the companies running the miners won't want to turn them off? Especially since miner revenue halves every 4 years. Surely we are just setting up a bug future arm wrestle between miners and energy companies?

Isn't teaming up miners with electricity providers a cruel anti-freedom insane idea long term? #

This week is shaping up to be another one of those starvation and thirst nightmares, where everything gets blocked and I get blamed for the horrible things being done to me. Once more into the brink. #

Another totally unprovoked rock attack - Sleep depravation by motorbike gang stalkers for most of the night last night. The world is clearly still on the war path following the sandwich nazis swindleing me a couple of days ago. That was followed by wave after wave of escallating righteous harrassment literally everywhere I went. And the escallation continued all night until a large gang of around 10 youths brandishing sticks and stones materialised at around 4am.

After some verbal harrassment and confrontational behaviour from them, they started throwing the rocks and sticks at me, along with empty crisp cans. None hit me, but it was rather a close call. They eventually dispersed, but same as the last time this happened several months ago, no one around even batted an eye lid. It was almost as if they knew it was going to happen.

Really hoping this is an isolated incident. The last time this happened, it eventually escallated over several weeks to the point where they threw an actual giant stone brick which hit me square in the face. It starts off as a joking not joking sort of thing but eventually it's brick in the face.

One gets the impression that it's one or several of the local mafias, be it the taxi mafia, security guard mafia, butch women mafia, shop keeper mafia, police mafia, that somehow put them up to it.

And of course I'm the one who gets blamed for it, and I'm the one who gets mutilated. #

Why doesn't someone build a blockchain that is optimised for developers?

Maybe call it the view source blockchain. I think it's shit that there isn't an easy way to look at the underlying structure of the chain and transactions, to compare coins at a protocol level. HTTP, SMTP, RSS and even newer protocols like AT and Nostr can all easily be examined using a text editor. That's not the case for blockchains.

I previously wrote a related blog post about this: HTTP Request/Response equivalent for crypto coins.

Blockchains are too difficult to learn at a technical level. #

You learn to receive our rocks - There's been some form of mostly passive aggressive harrasment in every location I have been to today. Just wanted to make a note of that. The world is most definitely still on the warpath even if it is being quiet about it. Make no mistake though, I will likely still be blamed for everything in the universe. An aweful lot of 'you learn'‘s from various strangers earlier today. #

Happy intimidation - I mentioned this on Twitter earlier, a random passer-by on a motorbike stopped and ordered me to be 'happy' while making a reference to last night's rock attack. Pretty clear intimidation imho. #

Not being able to code or publish still really sucks. Darn build minutes. There's nothing to distract me from all the world's little war paths. And oh boy has the world been on a war path tear since the sandwich Nazis' swindle yesterday. There isn't much I can do apart from calmly describe what's happening. It tends to take the following form:

• They create the problems they complain about
• They block the solutions they suggest
• They then blame everything on you while denying to infiniti
• They are still unhappy, and they blame the unhappiness on you
• You end up getting mutilated again and again
• Warpath warpath warpath, yet somehow it's you that is warpathing, just by your mere existence
• Yet another starvation and thirsting episode, accompanied by constant and blatant food and water goading

It's mind boggling to the power of mind boggling, and that's the point. Who's going to believe an MPM? #

Stealing someone's life is murder. Slow murder is still murder. If society allows this then net-net everyone are murderers. It happens again and again. People don't want to face tge truth, because the truth scares tge shit out of most people. #

Until it happens to you, there really isn't a way to fully grasp how bad it can get. If you say something, you get blamed and mutilated, if you don't say anything, you also get blamed and mutilated, but thr escallations are often even worse. #

Very interesting discussion about funding for open source software development and maintenance on the latest Untitled Linux Show episode. Amoung the many great points made was the notion that perhaps in the future support for projects becomes something similar to business insurance. At some stage companies are going to get tired of constantly running into difficulties, but there are a load of nuances that don't get mentioned. As soon as there are contracts, that totally changes the responsibilities and dynamics that maintainers might not be happy with. It really is a tricky problem to solve in a way that doesn't destroy the ecosystem. #

Sandwich nazis strike again - Another manufactured sandwich shop incident earlier. I was very clear with my order, the sandwich shop staff turned itbinto an issue, I git blamed for the mistake they made. The restvif thevday I've been dealing with escallations in every lication I've been to. As always the escallators are full of righteousness. I am to blame for everything in the entire universe.

I wish I could say it was something that doesn't happen very often. The reality is it happens constantly. #

I think I've figured out why most blog posts aren't showing up on the everything page. There was a bug in the data ingest code that results in some cases in data getting over-written by the next set of data, so each month only had 1 blog post visible. I fixed the bug but ran out of build minutes while deploying thr fix. Very annoying.

The build minutes reset only happens in 19 days. Until then no coding or blogging now. I'll likely continue adding content to the Github repo, so it will eventually get published, but it sort of kills the blogging vibe. #

Looks like I'm not going to get the interleaved everything page done this month before I run out of build minutes. I'm really disapointed about this. I'm completely hating the latest page format at this stage, it's just such a poor way to display all the posts, you really don't get any sense of what's going on. It just feels disjointed, disconnected from reality. Sterile.

I have the page rendering in staging, but the post urls are incorrect, they have the wrong root so when you click on anything on the page you get a 404. There's something wrong with how the environment is setup, the overrides are incorrect, leading to the rendering having an incorrect value for the root that is used in the urls. It's totally frustrating because debugging at the minute takes so many build minutes.

And of course, the world is creating a mega tsunami at the exact same time so it's all way way more stressful than it needs to be. What are the chances? #

Managed to get much of the foundational work on my static site genetator working yesterday. There were so many small niggly bugs that needed to be fixed. Today I'll be testing with production data and hopefully deploy. Then I'll be able to put together the new homepage that combines all the posts. It's going to be pretty cool. #

Progress on my static site generator has been pretty good. It looks like I've managed to drastically reduce build and deploy times.

Builds had been taking 4-5 minutes recently. They appear to be back to around 60 seconds for the website which has ~19500 files. There was a bug that was causing thousands of files to change between builds, and that had also impacted deploy times to netlify, which was taking 6-7 minutes.

All in all build and deploy was regularly taking 10-12 minutes. Tests that I've run this morning indicate this to be down to 3-4 minutes. Pretty happy about that. #

Perhaps the warpath to end all warpaths. Yesterday evening a man on a motorcycle came past taking down all the warpath flags along the walk to the internet place. Later that evening, very late, another man arrived on a motorbike and offered me a clear plastic bag with a chocolate biscuit, some soy milk and a chupa chup lolly pop. You would think that real food would have been a more appropriate gift if you were trying to help someone.

Anyway I took the biscuit and soy milk but polititely declined the lolly. I'm a grown friggin man for christ's sake, what the fuck am I going to do with a fucking chuppa chup? The man took the lolly back and drove off on his motorbike. I obviously must have offended him in some way, because a few minutes later a mini tsunami of motorbike drive-by harrasment began, which lasted most of the night.

This is the level of we-are-absolutely-not-on-a-warpath-but-actually-totally-are-on-a-warpath that I'm dealing with day in day out. No matter what I do, I end up being blamed or bullied for something. The worste part is that there are people that are genuinely helping, but it gets very difficult to tell the difference. It happens so often, like multiple times per day at times, that you naturally end up assuming that everything is some form of warpath.

Even this morning the motorbike harrassment driveby insidents is way higher than usual. These things take ages to blow over, then another tiny incident about another inconsequential thing of no importance will arise and the whole thing starts again. #

The past couple of days have been rather horrendous. It's like the world senses that I'm nearing finishing a very difficult bit of programming and starts blocking things left right and centre, escallating the closer I get to finishing the feature.

My water source has now been completely shut off. First the two taps turned to a trickle several months ago, then 1 tap kept getting shut off then turned back on. Eventually it got completely shut off. The remaining tap has been trickling for the past few months, but it got completely shut off as part of another escallation campaign.

Without water, no way to wash or do laundry. I have no idea what I'm going to do.

I've also been visited by someone claiming to be from the local police. He visited a few months back, but was on a non descript vespa motorbike. This time he had upgraded to a police pickup truck. He was nice enough, but I got the feeling he was trying to trap me, even though he kept saying he was trying to help me. He kept blaming his boss, and saying I was causing him problems. That's certainly not my intention. The reality is that anytime I've tried to improve my situation, I have been blocked, including by government officials.

Anyway the next day the water got cut off. He said he's going to visit again in a week, not sure that's going to go very well.

I wish I could go into mote detail but I'm wary in case it causes me problems. #

Not much blogging today. I've been debugging my static site generator's archives plugin most of the day. I made quite a lit of progress. Still need to get it working on the main site and with the other plugins. So much standing up! #

Society should be such that both people brought up in freedom and those that weren’t can live freely. I think though that mindbogglingly in some places this is quite a controvershal statement. #

Much of humanities mythologies have arisen in some way connected to the stars. It makes sense then that any alien civilisations would have mythologies based on the stars as seen from their position in the universe.

With all these powerful AI language models and such, whether anyone jas thought to combine these with astrophysics software and generate some alien civilisation mythologies. Could be kind of cool, could be very strange. #

Yet another day of being punished for not doing something as a result of being essentially blocked by others. Or being punished for doing something as a result of being essentially forced by others.

The day has hardly even started and the righteous escallations have already begun. #

Seth for Privacy: "When you give up privacy, you don’t see the cost straight away." #

Seth for Privacy: "Privacy enhances human freedom. If we do not have privacy we necessarily make it easier for others to encroach on our human freedom and limit the freedoms that we have." #

The Github build minutes reset yesterday. I was able to run a build and deploy all the content I'd written since running out of build minutes. This morning the automated daily build failed when trying to publish yesterday's content. I made absolutely no changes to the code. When I looked at the build logs I discovered the build ran into an out of memory error. That's super weird because I made no code changes, so it's unlikely to be a memory leak. It must be that the files added yesterday somehow pushed memory usage over the edge. What are the chances?

The best way to check would be to try building without the content added yesterday.

Oh world, why do you always always always always make things so darn difficult? #

I fixed the memory error. I first confirmed that using the data repo from last week built without error. That meant it must have been the posts I added since then that broke the website build's back. The website has around 20000 files currently, that's quite a lot. I increased the memory allocation to the nodejs process and the errors disapeared.

It's likely that I just reached system limits, rather than a memory leak. At some point I'll have to make some optimisations as to how I store data in memory. Until then, uping the memory allocation to 4GB is good enough. #

Hey crypto / web3 devs out there can you help me understand the nature of crypto coins at a technical level?

I'm looking for a way to compare coins, something vaguely similar to comparing HTTP request / responses when you are comparing web APIs. #

I think markdown is awesome. I use it everyday. It's a great semi-technical way to write HTML. Pretty much everything I publish is stored in markdown. Having worked quite a bit with markdown parsing libraries like marked, which have advanced plugin systems, I wonder whether it would be possible to create a markdown editor with a plugin system.

I haven't seen such a thing, but I reckon such a tool could really take digital collaboration to a new level. You might be able to design workflows specifically tailored to people with very different skill sets. Just putting it out there. #

Great recent Daily Show with a segment on making monetary theory approcheable to the every-man/woman. Also a segment all about internet culture, with Filterworld author Kyle Chayka.

I think it's notable that monetary theory is now cool. This definitely was not the case when I was growing up. Even if you don't agree with the thesis, that deficits are good, the mere fact that it's in the consciousness of the general population is a net benefit. Also Chieng's faux useful idiot questions are both hilarius and insightful. He totally nails it. It's like he's been burned before trying to understand money, and is trying to step through the algorythm extremly carefully from file1/line1. Something every programmer can relate to. Good, bad, happiness, that's got to be somewhere close to file1/line1.

Kyle Chayka is excellent too, I find all his interviews are brilliant. He's so insightful about modern internet culture, aesthetics and other very esoteric things that I suspect he's actually secretly a physicist or buddist monk, or both. #

Yet again food vendor mischief. Early this morning a manufactured incident at a food vendor. The only thing I did was ask for the chicken dish. That caused some sort of issue, and one of the laddies working at the food stand was really insisting that I have a totally different dish, that I did not want.

I eventually got the dish I asked for but not before the same lady started pointing and complaining about a breakfast dish I'd bought at totally different vendor several kms away and was holding in my other hand. Why was she making that her business?

Anyway, I had the chicken dish for lunch. Shortly after eating it, I had to make an emergency trip to the bathroom. I've felt bloated since. In case you are wondering, the dish she was pressuring me to have also included some of the very same chicken, but less of it, so she wasn't trying to warn me of something.

As is the case with all these incidents there were several seemingly related oddities leading up to the incident, including the night before with a large bag of croisants, which were quite nice btw, but I haven't included details here for brevity reasons.

Just another manufactured incident, where I end up being blamed and punished, for something even though I did obsolutely nothing wrong. #

From the most recent newsletter: "This might be some of the best software user feedback I’ve ever heard".

I wrote this referencing a recent Citadel Dispatch episode with Anna Chekovich. Her feedback about real world cross border usage was particularly insightful. But there's something else worth mentioning.

It occurred to me this morning that there's another reason it's a great episode when it comes to software development: Matt Odell. At this stage I've listenned to a lot of episodes with him leading the discussions around very technical topics, the conversations aren't forced, they meander a bit, with some enjoyable banter, but they don't shy away from getting into the nitty gritty. He's able to put users at ease, dispite language differences and push towards finding solutions to real world problems.

As a software developer myself, these sorts of interactions are really facinating. It's not that easy to do the user feedback dance, and Matt's pretty darn good at it. #

The last few issues of the TLDR Crypto newsletter have been awesome, so many articles I want to read. Really great selection. Just wanted to mention them here because likely many of the links on the linkblog this week will be via them. #

Great Citadel Dispatch episode covering Bitcoin privacy with some really interesting examples of normal people getting caught up in the regulatory weeds. There's this big distinction between clean and dirty coins. Dirty being those that have questionable history, like having been through a mixer or perhaps were previously stolen. Many exchanges will block and confiscate your coins if they are deemed to be dirty, even if you have legitimate reasons for having the dirty coins.

Surely eventually all coins will be dirty though right? We are talking about a circular economy. Isn't this just going to eventually remove all coins from circulation? Exacerbated by the fact that it would benefit some people because the price would go up since less useable coins. #

Very cool segment in the latest Linux unplugged podcast where they talk about the tech on the International Space Station (ISS).

• Hardware inside and outside, sometimes spacewalks are necessary to replace hardware
• Lots of linux on ISS
• Activating windows from space can be a bit tricky
• Lots of very old computers, pentiums, 386s, rad hardened to protect from X-rays
• They use wireshark a lot

It's a pretty neat segment especially if you are interested in space related stuff. #

Wow things are really dire. Not sure I'm going to make it until my build minutes reset. That's 4 days away. Nearly just choked on my last teaspoon of water. Hardly any sleep last night. Constant bullying from gang stalkers. Not much else to add. Personal morale very low indeed. #

They've put up war path banners all along the route to the internet place, but nowhere else. Large 10 foot vertical banners that hang from trees and posts. It's quite a sight. Large gangs of old people waiting on corners, vigorously pointing me in the direction they want me to go in with enormous determination. People at the internet place, where I can only stand, telling me to 'up up'.

They are of course not at all on the war path, only me it seems. Could there ever be a better example of everything-is-your-fault? The mind boggles.

They are still starving and thirsting me.

Just another day where it's all my fault. #

I mentioned on Twitter a few days ago that my cough / possible lung infection was resulting in a very strange taste of wine. Specifically it often tastes like Beaujolais Nouveaux. That in itself is very strange, and I can't figure out what's causing it. I haven't drank any alcohol for at least 5 years, and I don't think I've had a glass of wine in over a decade.

Imagine my suprise to come across this article, a few days ago, about a belgian man, who's body naturally produces alcohol, and was cleared of being over the alcohol limit while driving. I spent many years growing up in Belgium btw. Seriously what are the chances? #

Reluctantly reporting the return of starvation and thirsting, accompanied by the usual food goading, and manufactured incidents escallating in every location I go to. Just noting it here. The correlation is about as strong as how your little finger moves along side all the other fingers on your hand. #

I subscribed to an air traffic control recordings podcast a few days ago. Haven't mentioned it to anyone. Listened to the first episode yesterday. It's sort of interesting. Today fat people dressed in pilots uniforms have appeared smoking cigarettes on front of the hotel across the road. Seriously what are the chances? #

You're really on the war path again today aren't you world? You've been war pathing and escallating and trying to blame it all on me constantly. The morning is hardly finished and I reckon it's somewhere in the region of 30 seperate war pathy incidents already. #

The latest favorite food goading technique of the gang stalkers is to wait until you are already starving, then have a large women wearing lephard skin print outfit pass by, walking directly on front of you on the road, carrying a bag full of delicious food in one hand, and a large sheet of bubble wrap in the other. Of course she's popping the bubble wrap. Later there are small bits of bubble wrap in every location you go. It's happened several times now, definitely a thing. #

The act of blogging is useful in and of itself. If other people read it and like it, that's an added bonus. #

NY Times: "Roughly 170 million Americans use TikTok. That’s half the population of the United States."

I knew the app was very popular, but I hadn't appreciated just how popular. Half the entire population. Wow. #

Two noticeable trends from food vendors this morning. Maniacle evil laughter from both women and men. Women vendors denying me buying food, only for a man vendor to jump in and sell me said food. Just another day in weirdland. There's always something that I'm being blamed for, every single day, a new thing that I've supposedly done wrong.

Whenever I trace it back, the escallations usually turn out to have been for something they did to me. #

Feels like today has been a reasonably productive day as far as writing goes. A few links, some blog posts, and now a note :)

I've also listenned to a few interesting bitcoin podcasts, though I did have to have a mid morning nap because I didn't get that much sleep last night. #

I saw a bloke a couple of days ago who had mounted a big speaker on the back of his motorbike. Microphone in hand, he was driving around seranading everyone with his singing. I'm guessing where he lives the people don't like him practicing so this was his compromise solution. You see some weird things here sometimes. #

Things are shaping up to be rather dire here. I’m not sure the world is going to allow me to finish my interleaved homepage feature. It’s the same old story. It happens almost everytime I am nearly finished a major feature. Suddenly everything becomes super difficult. Things that you thought couldn’t possibly get worse, get even worse. It’s like clockwork.

Well it’s happening again, so I'm noting it here. #

Dave Rupert: "People don’t know. […] Everyone’s too busy to care. You have to constantly be sharing the cool things about your thing. Your blog, your framework, your whatever. Keep advocating for the things you like […] If you like something you should talk about it. Then other people will know about it. And then it will get picked up." Shop Talk Show Ep#611. #

Nat Friedman - previously CEO at Github: "AI helps with activation energy and momentum, getting started, the blank slate problem. Projects are easier to get started on." Techmeme Ride Home Podcast. #

Gosh the world sure has been on an epic war path the past few days. Every location I've been to, it's pretty much the same tired old story, where I end up being blamed for everything. On the plus side I discovered I had an infinite peace flag!

It's really just an old towel. But get this, the old towel infinite peace flag beats infinite murder flag!

When all is said and done, and you've murdered the entire universe, you are still going to get beat by the infinite peace flag.

That cheered me up a bit, even if I'm tired, hungry and thirsty. #

Strange day of synchronicities. The number 2 is trending bigtime. Both things that double and things that 1/2. There was a moment earlier this evening when in the space of a few minutes there was a flurry of dopplegangers and main characters all turning up one after the other. Just wanted to make a note of that here.

Several linked incidents again at food places today. One place at lunch time they took my money and tried to give the food to a short man in a white shirt. Btw, the last cold I got happened after another incident with a bloke in a white shirt at the same food place. Anyway this time, the way I reacted, motioning to give me my food was then replicated in two other places in retaliation. It's the same old tricks, they blame you for the thing they do to you, then punish you for speaking out.

The thing is, if you say nothing, they also punish you. That happened to me the day before. Either way you get blamed and mutilated.

It's difficult to describe this stuff. It's for sure co-ordinated. The later places made references to the previous incidents.

Just another day of intimidation in plain sight. Likely, based on past experience, starvation and thirsting will follow, with food and water goading, and sleep depravation. #

Mysterious truck convention - The latest trend is for large trucks, smaller trailers, and even huge 16 wheelers to park directly on front of where I'm sitting. I can't tell you how unusual this is. It's been happening for about a week. The drivers often make comments directed at me. #

Nose fully blocked, both nostrils ;(

Still coughing quite a lot, with flem, worse in the evenings and during the night. Right side og body still painful. More painful again in the evenings. #

Bitcoin === Eurodollar?. On a recent WBD episode Danny points out that governments could potentially firk Bitcoin to create their own CBDC.It would be idential to Bitcoin except for they would control issuance, so actual Bitcoin, not controlled by any government would still be better.

It occured to me how similar this was to the current fiat systems. They are basically fiat + eurodollar. Which feels similar at least in shape to CBDC Bitcoin + OG Bitcoin. #

Disapearing things. It's been a couple of weeks of things I own disapearing under mysterious circumstances. First there was my sun hat, which vanished the day after I was gifted some cakes, some toothpaste and bizarely, an old damaged baseball hat. Next was my travel coffee cup. And earlier today I noticed that 1/2 of my nail clipper has gone walk about, from a very innaccessible place in my backpack.

I very rarely have stuff like this happen to me, I'm mostly very careful with my belongings. The one thread that connects all these items is how essential they are. Without the hat, I get sunburnt when walking, that's already happened. Without the cup, a plastic recepticle with a screw on lid, I don't have any way to prepare instant noodle soup. That's a big deal, making handling starvation periods even harder than they already are. And of course without nail clippers your hands don't look presentable for very long. Did I mention there was an incident in the past few days involving a person that had very long nails? What are the chances?

It's all very unusual. The world in each case, arranged itself in very bizare and contorted configurations. I just wanted to note it here. Hopefully the nail clippers will be the last of it. #

Feeling very rushed today. The world is constantly trying to swap the start with the end, at exactly the wrong moment. Not much you can do. It's like the weather. Doesn't matter what you do you'll end up at loggerheads with the world on days like today.

Ya....Woah
Hurry up....blocked
Up....lie
Anything....oh look the thing's opposite
Do this....no do that!
Again and again and again
It's a collection of race conditions, a traffic jam of sorts

Just another maximum cloud. Everyone can see their own maximum cloud, some don’t take notice of it though, and it’s not so easy to see other people’s maximum clouds.

It's like the system has finished all it's calculations or something and is folding back on itself. And of course it's a fractal.

It’s the weather looking at the weather, but we are the weather!

All this to say, probably not going to write much today. Help I'm being narrated again! #

Okays are trending. I noticed all day yesterday that everywhere I went, there was a big trend in people saying 'Ok' whenever I responded to some harrassment. It was really noticeable. But it was also evident that there was a lot of people creating-the-problems-they-complain-about, since in order to say this they first had to provoke me.

Seems to be related to the Ok Boomer escallation. #

It's kind of wild that the EU fines that are being impossed on Apple are so big that there is talk that they might just leave the EU. Apparently the EU only represents 7% of total Apple revenue and the fines are more than 7%. Apple is a business after all, at some point if it's not profitable then that's what would happen.

It would create a lot of opportunity for european startups, but brings back memories of people having to smuggle in jeans to the Soviet Union.

Perhaps the EU is being a bit too self important here? #

There is a lot of talk that the EU has effectively excluded itself from the AI boom because of excessive regulation. #

People that say 'you learn' when other people realise that they have stolen their stuff does not in fact make everything OK.

You can't be a thief and just pretend to be a teacher when you get caught. But this happens. Whether it's the truth or not, it's a terrible alibi.

Stealing stuff in the name of teaching someone is still stealing. #

Yesterday evening in the middle of all the driveby gang stalking harrassnent, there was one that stood out:

"Ok animal!"

I guess it was a reference to my use of the term 'Ok boomer' yesterday. Well IMO that's very much a false equivalence. Ok animal is by definition literally dehumanizing, it says 'you are not even human', Ok boomer, though a bit of an insult, refers the official name for a particular generation cohort. Am I now to reprimand people for using the term Gen X?

Weird thing is that it was from a person of young adult age.

Anyway, it's just another example of the world having one set of rules for me, abd a totally different set of rules for everyone else. Everything I say is wrong. I cannot even.

Also a reminder that anyone can read your blog / RSS feed, even millenial motorbike gang stalkers.

BTW, millenials you have no idea how difficult it has been with the Boomers. #

Alan Moor via Jason Louve: "Young men used to go to sea when they wanted to get away from their family, go for adventure, make something of themselves in the big wide world. Now they try to become famous." #

The component overrides bug that I tracked down and fixed yesterday was a real tricky one. Glad I got that one fixed amidst all the head winds the world was throwing in my direction. Why are you so conflicted world? Why are you on the war path yet again? #

One thing I've noticed recently is that some of the biggest Trump critics online are in fact very Trump-like themselves. They might have completely different political views, but their behaviour, outside of their righteous political commentary, is almost a carbon copy of Trump's playbook. I wonder do they realise? Serious question.

Perhaps it's just a high performer boomer thing. Ok boomer, let's move on.

Update: Just to be clear, I'm not making commentary on my politics, only an observation about people's behaviour. #

I've updated several notes from the past week updating them to blog posts. I'm still trying to get the balance between notes and blog posts right. I want notes to be small enough they can be posted to social medias. I also want a bunch of days that have vaguely the right balance to test the interleaved homepage feature that I've been working on recently. #

Something else that's super weird that keeps happening, and this one has been happening for years, but I only just thought of a good name for it. It's the end of task yah. You are busy doing something important and you finally finish whatever it is, and low and behold, a seemingly random 'Ya' materialises from your environment. I don't know how, I've got a pretty solid idea of why it happens, but I do know that it's a thing. Happens so often.

The plot thickens. The even stranger thing is that whenever it happens 99% of the time I was literally about to get out of whatever hamster wheel I find myself in. And get this, it seems to happen more when the task st hand is painful. Come on world, it's pretty obvious what you are up to here. #

Two things that are extremely correlated with periods when they are starving and thirsting you are cigarettes and sexual harrasment incidents.

For the former, suddenly a huge uptick in people offering you cigarettes, or smoking right up in your face, or empty cigarette packets left everywhere you go. For the later, the massive uptick happens from both men and women, usually as a way to anger goad you. Often from men and women operating together. Also massive uptick in number of random people saying 'lie' as they walk past. Whatever do they mean?

I don't know how, only that it happens, like clockwork. #

People often say Bitcoin is money for enemies. It's meant to bring to the for that it's for everyone. Well it's worth remembering that RSS is information for enemies. Hardly anyone, actually no one, said this back in the early web years, but it's worth remembering. YMMV.

You kind of just have to hope that everyone is not a veloceraptor. #

Health issues suck bigtime. They seem to happen constantly here. The runny nose and sneezing I had a few days ago turned into a full on cold. The sneezing stoped yesterday, but my nose has been totally blocked with thick mucus all day. All the skin around my nose has lost it's moisture and is pealing. It's not much fun.

One thing I noticed during the previous lung infection illness was that a lot of my smelling ability returned. I'd lost much of my sense of smell a few years back after using an inhaler. Suddenly my sense of smell returned and was almost bionic. But it was bitter sweet because it was making me throwup a lot during the lung infection. I'd notice some very specific and often subtle smell and it would set me off coughing.

Now that my nose is again blocked, I can't smell anything again. I hope I haven't lost my sense of smell again. #

Recently I've noticed that help from people tends to be a bit like complex numbers. There's a nice part and a malicious part. At times it all seems malicious. Is this how we want our societies to be?

Are you so certain that you will never need help again? #

I'm busy updating the test suites for all my static site generator's plugins. It's to try and dig myself out of a hole at least partially caused by being blocked tidying up the code. The very thing I was worried about happening, which was the reason I was tidying up the code, actually happened when the world blocked me from tidying up the code! #

I'm finding that very humid environments make my lungs worse. More coughing. Also air polution. People keep banging on about masks, and seemingly everyone wears them, especially here in HCMC. But imho they don't work!

They don't filter the air very well, because the poluted air just goes around the sides of the mask. So you inhale it anyway. And ontop of that, the air on the inside of the mask is hugely humid, because obviously the air that comes from your body is full of water vapour.

Isn't this mask theatre really just a dangerous way to avoid the air polution problem? #

Another night of sleep depravation, it's the 3rd night in a row. This time it was a gang that setup a round table nearby from around 230am until 430am. Very roundy and loud. It's the second time they've done this, once again right after a day of escallations.

It's clearly part of a retaliation campaign by the folks that tried to force me to sleep in wet clothes and blanket. They are literally trying to make me ill again. Last night before the gang appeared, they sprayed water everywhere around near where I was, which made the air really damp and humid for the whole night. That caused my lungs to get sensitive, and I woke up coughing loads of flem.

Once again the world attempts to block me from getting well and actively trying to make me ill again. They are all on the war path, blaming me for a situation they caused in the first place.

Right after the sleep depravation gang left, a motorbike with 2 girls stopped and they offered me a bag full of food that would be impossible to eat because I have no hot water, a few sweats, and of course milk. This is classic war path tactics. Create a situation, ie the sleep depravation, then follow it up with anger goading malicious help. This has happened so many times I've lost count.

What will happen next? Likely more escallations everywhere I go, I'll get the blame, and I'll end up in some way mutilated, then starved and thirsted. #

A statement made recently by chinese foreign minister Wong Yi refering to the US' unfair knee caping with trade restrictions struck a chord with me.

The minister said the situation was "reaching bewildering levels of unfathomable absurdity".

This is in some way similar to how I feel trapped here in Vietnam every single day. #

I enjoyed listening to the recent Lex Fridman interview with Mark Cuban. Really interesting early internet entrepreueur and personality. Two things he said that I think are worth noting:

• Be insanely curious so you can really get to the crux of issues
• Be good at sales, for any company, hone in on how exactly they make money, then figure out what new thing you can introduce that can make them more money, then sell them that thing. Works in any industry.

Worth listening to the whole episode, he has a load of pretty fascinating stories about the early internet. #