Kingdom Protest

During the weekend while I was trying out some new things I observed there was a unite the kingdom march in London. It was let by Tommy Robinson; as far as I'm concerned there isn't a single racist bone in his body and he is not far right. lt doesn't matter how many times the media attaches these labels to him, I won't adopt their view. Even the prime minister was calling the protesters far right. There was millions of people there, they are just ordinary people like me that are worried about their country becoming transformed into an overcrowded autocracy with corroded rights because of an irresponsible government that won't police their borders. 

I think men like myself are wired to like things. I like to look at my radio and my little clock radio. I think a lot of men are like me, we get a sentimental joy from seeing the same objects every day, the same radio, the same couch, the same wall clock, the same souvenirs from their holiday. There could be chaos everywhere but I see the same things every day and stay busy, I keep my chin up. What else can I do. 

Makes me Tick

I learn something new every day. Yesterday a radio controlled wall clock I ordered online arrived. As soon as I turned it on it set itself to the correct time and date using the British MSF signal. I didn't know the radio controlled time signal contains the date as well. I thought I would need to set the date on the clock myself. That thing is a thing of beauty; it has an LCD analogue clock face. There are 120 little clock hands burnt into the LCD screen. It simulates every tick of the hands by turning on the hand images one by one. The minute hand is partitioned so the same hand can display the hour hand and there is also a disconnected partition for the second hand that can be turned off in the settings. 

It has a little calendar showing the date and the day along with day of the week and the temperature  in the room. I keep looking at it. That is one of the things that brings me lasting joy, seeing familiar objects every day, always the same, set with all the charm they come with. I also got a solar power tiki face lamp but I put in on the window pane instead of the back yard, as night falls it glows away. 

The other thing that brings me joy is eating oven steamed green veg. After 3 days passes by, a light in my mind comes on and it spells joy. It must be all the potassium, calcium and various other nutrients. Chopped vegetables baked in a pyrex pot, steamed by the water content of the vegetables themselves.

Reading, praying , green veg and familiar objects brings lasting joy that surfaces days later. 

Half of May

Half of May passed by just like that. I was wondering about the movie titled the thing from 1982; I was wondering if any of the crew were assimilated by the dog licking them in the face. There was a scene where doctor Blair was shocked how a single cell from the alien being is enough to completely take over the hosts body. He became aware of how dangerous the life form is. I think doctor Blair was assimilated quite late in the movie because he killed the surviving dogs and was trying to cut them off from the outside world. He was behaving like a man panicking because he knows how dangerous the life form is to the world. 

I wonder if my perception of how the hand works is the same as reality. I imagined there was hardly any muscles in the hand itself, the muscles that control the hand are inside the arm.  Kinetic energy is transmitted from the arm to the hand through tendons. I also thought there are structures inside the hand that keeps the tendons close to the bone so when they flex, they don't stick out or bulge. 

I also wonder what dolphins would do if they had hands because they are very intelligent, would they make stuff? Perhaps they would make a steam punk type world where technology is the same as mankind but without electricity. 

Dissident Brats

Here in the Britain there are more and more people that hate their country and they say things that aren't true. They say Britain invented slavery or we had the most slaves. That is false, in the Tudor Dynasty several European countries and most of the middle east were trading slaves for a much longer time. We were one of the last nations to start allowing our merchants the sell slaves and we abolished it. I'm sad that my nation traded slaves for more than 400 years but I'm also proud that we set out to abolish it globally, my nation paid for war ships to intercept the slave boats and we persuaded other nations to recognise slavery as piracy. 

Like all nations we did things that are wrong but we also did things that were right. There are too many dissident Brats that just say crap about my country and they don't know the facts. 

Robot Spouse

I predict in the near future that people will have robot spouses. People will see the advantages of having a machine spouse over a human one. The machines will lack human flaws like cruelty and being sly. They would be less judgemental as a companion and not feel a need for deception. They would also be patient and unconditionally kind.

The problem would be that they would be sued by the doppelganger of the machine humanoid. A guy might choose a machine spouse that looks like someone that is off limits to them like their sister, mother or a lady that rejected them romantically. 

Perhaps it would be a coincidence that the machine looks like the plantaif  buy they would still feel like their image or likeness is being used. 

This is why I don't want to be famous, I would see people in a relationship with machines that have my likeness and I would feel like my likeness is being misused. 

Misused likenesses, sounds like the future. 

Botched Again

One thing I admire about the Jews and people of Israel is they search for excellence more than anything else; they try to master at least one musical instrument and they try do a skilled project and master it to perfection. 

I adopted some of that mindset for myself with my cartoon strips. I try to make a cartoon strip blog that makes people laugh and has some good quality to it. Unfortunately it often gets botched. Either the layout doesn't look right or the drawing doesn't portray the story clearly enough. 

Here is the latest cartoon strip blog post : https://jokejohn.blogspot.com/2026/05/botched-funeral.html

By my own standards it isn't so good but it is a roadmap for the next post. I have learnt to leave space for speech and to not have empty spaces and to spread out the story a bit more, not to try to cram it into one slide at the end. 

That's the way it should be, reach out for excellence instead of fame, power and prestige. Try to make or do something amazing while you still can because your life is finite. You don't have forever. I search for excellence and hospitality, a place where visitors can feel relaxed and happy. Both in my home and in my creations. 

The Placid Host

An ongoing goal of mine is to be the Placid host, someone that causes others to feel very relaxed and be filled with joy. I could bring visitors barista coffee in my home and let them sit back in relaxing recliners. I have a very nice coffee machine and syrup. I can give visitors a very nice cup of coffee. I don't have nice recliners, just an ordinary couch. 

Ultimately it would be a good idea to have a nice big man cave filled with games machines and a projector that is set up as a cinema. Nine recliners would be arranged in sequence and a projector would project movies onto the wall.  

Pool tables, foot ball tables, air hockey tables and arcade machines. 

Then there's the old man with the fountains, he would turn his front yard into a group of water fountains and passers-by would see a pretty sight and feel very relaxed.