You Will Own Nothing and You Will Be Happy…or Not

My internet is down, and I still can’t access my Google Documents. After resetting my network settings, once again, I found that it’s now Charter Communications (Spectrum) that is down. Depending on cloud storage for Google Documents, and a subscription business model (along with cloud storage) for Apple Music, made me think of this TED talk that I watched a few months ago.

Ted

About Orit Dolev

No, I haven’t found any connection to the World Economic Forum, and I’m not going to waste any more time looking, as that’s not the point of this post. I do wonder how many people, who believe in the ‘Great Reset’, use either cloud storage or a subscription service. Just do a search for the World Economic Forum and cloud computing, or the World Economic Forum and subscription business model, and you’ll see that they mention them, often.

Anyway, I need to stop dilly-dallying around, online, and set up my laptop. That and install my new modem and wireless mesh network. I’ve been meaning to do it for a while now. First, I need some sleep.

Russians vote for Putin

For charts, see the original post.

Russians vote for Putin

Today Russians are set to head to the polls for their country’s presidential election over three days – with only one expected outcome. Incumbent President Vladimir Putin will win comfortably.  The Russian president is elected by direct popular vote. If no candidate receives over 50% of the vote, then a second round is held between the two most popular candidates three weeks later. It’s the first time that multi-day voting has been used in a Russian presidential election, as well as the first allowing voters to cast ballots online. 

Russia’s war economy is holding up.  Wages have soared by double digits, the rouble is relatively stable and poverty and unemployment are at record lows. For the country’s lowest earners, salaries over the last three quarters have risen faster than for any other segment of society, clocking an annual growth rate of about 20%. 

The government is spending massively on social support for families, pension increases, mortgage subsidies and compensation for the relatives of those serving in the military.  

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Still I Rise

BY MAYA ANGELOU

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops,

Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don’t you take it awful hard

’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines

Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I’ve got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain

I rise

I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.

Still I Rise