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Monday, July 16, 2007

From Dark To Dead

As of today I have become a member of the Dead Yet Living community, and for the foreseeable future I am going to be writing for DYL, which means this blog is going to be entering into a part-hiatus.

I may occasionally post something here which which is more dark than dead but if you want to keep up with my satire and exhortations to the church then you can find me on DYL.

In the meantime feel free to browse categories of Dark Side past:

Analogies
Apologetics
Cult-ure
Dumb Christian
I'm A Christian... Get Me Out Of Here
Is The Pope Catholic?
Light Humour
Musings
Name Dropping
Of The World, But Not In It
Pharisees
Philistines
Reflections
Religious Nuts
Smitings
The Purpose Missing Church
Theological Observations
Ulterior Verse of the Day
Video

If you feel my exit from the dark side leaves a hole that desperately needs to be filled, then why write for Dark Side of the Light? More details coming...

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Sunday, July 15, 2007

When Life Isn't Great

Just going over my saved rss feeds and almost missed this item posted by OkieLawyer on his blog Satellite Sky. It pretty much says what this blog is trying to represent.
I have done everything that wealthy and successful people say you are supposed to do to increase your chances of financial success. I have never done any illegal drugs. I have never been drunk on alcohol. I delayed gratification and got my education. I applied the work ethic and when I couldn't get a job working for someone else, I started my own law business. But what can you do when those who have power literally and figuratively break your legs and pull the rug from underneath you? Isn't it interesting that they tell you to "pull yourself up by your bootstraps" but then they take steps to knock you off your feet when you try to do just that. - OkieLawyer: Seven Years of Bad Luck
Yes we are called to be overcomers but we are also put here to help and assist others. Why would Jesus place so much emphasis on love for our neighbours, servanthood, helping those in need, if God did not understand that there are some circumstances when we actually depend on someone in power to make the right decisions?!

Some problems are not cured by a smile, a "God bless you" and an "I'll pray for you".

HT: Independent Christian Voice

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Friday, July 06, 2007

Biblical Indeceny

Reports that the bible had been rated over 18 adults only due to its content were eventually proved false, however it has provoked some thought and debate.

I remember several years ago hearing a pastors wife remark to a youth group that she would not watch an 18 rated movie and would forbid her children from watching one. I remember the time because I had watched many 18+ movies before I reached my 18th birthday, and saw nothing wrong with this.

When I consider the bible, if they ever made a true to the letter film version it would probably get an unclassified rating and be banned. After all the Holy Book is full of detailed accounts of murder, rape, incest, war, cannibalism, bestiality, explicit sexual references, animal sacrifice, human sacrifice, horror, genocide, slavery, death and execution.

So I usually find it ironic when Christians talk about censorship. I found it ironic when people complained about the amount of blood and violence in The Passion.

So why do we try to protect children from the truth? Why do we make up lies like Santa Claus, insulate them with mindless childrens programs and modify true stories by excluding the bad parts?

I think the Victorians had it right with Grimm Fairytales and Nursery Ryhmes. They seemed to strike the balance between having fun, playing safe but also revealing the darker side of an exciting and enchanting world: If you play out in the forest, watchout for the big bad wolf.

Christians need to rethink censorship and what truths and fairytales they choose to spin to their children, if they really want their children to be able to interact with and be a light to a fallen world. By gently exposing them to the truth and the fallen nature of man, they will not be shocked, surprised or seduced later in life by some of the evils they are bound to encounter.

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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Foolish Words

This is a sidestep from my usual rant.

This new year I made 1 resolution. My resolution could be viewed as foolhardy, unwise and uninformed. It felt that way anyway. Even as the words left my lips, I felt uncomfortable and had no way of backing it up. Nevertheless the words had passed into the air, and were out there. They were verbal deeds. My declaration?

This will be the year of 'Take Back'. Take back from those companies that have ripped me off, forced unfair terms or acted with impure motives.

I was referring to banks and loans companies that had heaped charges on me for missing payments or going overdrawn (this was not always a case of my error but a mismanagement of my accounts by them). I was also referring to other companies who had caused me undue financial disorder including phone, broadband and tenancy.

I've had many arguments about these issues, most notably with Christians. Christians who see it as a judgment call, ironically the people who are most depending on Christ to show them mercy, are the most reluctant to show mercy to others in the form of assistance with the consequences of their mistakes. There are also many Christians for whom governments and private companies are beyond reproach, as though the rules they create, regardless of morality, fairness and legality are eternally binding. Those that break those rules, even when lacking in ability to fulfill the requirements, deserve the full punishment for doing so.

Anyway, in the heat of the moment I had said it. Riding on a temporary wave of optimism, and the feeling of power (that I can in hindsight confirm was the holy spirit), I had made a declaration. A prophecy. One in which I wanted to reach out, grab the words and eat them before anyone heard. One which I wanted to quietly forget.

What is it that stops us from prophesying, healing the sick and casting out demons? Is it the fear of failure? Have we been so conditioned to success and 'successful living' that we fear making a mistake in front of believers and non-believers alike?

I'm pretty certain that this is the reason. I'm also pretty certain this is the way God wants it. He wants us to be prepared to make fools of ourselves, so that everyone can see it is not us that is performing the miracle, it is him. I believe that 'successful living' and prosperity teaching is almost in direct contradiction to this. Simply because successful living tries to deliver us from foolishness, and prosperity teaching tells us to rely on finance to further the kingdom of God.

By all means teach prosperity, teach how to succeed, but don't make it a part of Gods will, don't make it doctrine for the church. These two things can be taught to and by non-Christians. Therefore I see them as fundamental to the church as successful food recipes and how best to decorate your house.

I know that anything I've ever done, that God has inspired or managed, has either been at risk to my reputation, caused me to doubt or to fear the consequences. Each time I believe God has done it this way to draw out those things and make me more dependent on him. My foolhardy 'Year of Take Back' is just one of the latest examples I have decided to share.

So far the Year of Take Back has resulted in:
  • £700 unfair charges claimed back from my bank
  • £20 overcharge claimed back from previous broadband supplier
  • £60 refund of money transfer fees from lettings agent
I won't go into detail on this post, but there is still much more to recover from another bank and a loans company. 'Take Back' not just about recovering monies. It's also about holding companies to account on contract terms they have agreed to. Holding companies to account on legal issues. It's about refusing to pay charges that are not enforceable by law, and it's about disseminating information so others can do the same.

Power is shifting from governments and corporate enterprise to individuals. For a long time they have been able to abuse the poorest and most defenseless of society... no more.

And yeah, take that risk, declare something that is beyond you but something you need, then trust in God to deliver you.

There are plenty of examples in the bible of 'fools rushing in':
Maybe God is with us, maybe not? Let's do it anyway...
Who is this uncircumcised Philistine?!
Say the word, Lord, I'll come out to meet you!

As well as people who are just not confident or successful enough:
Seriously, you got the wrong guy!
What are you doing hiding in this winepress?
I was weak, and not very persuasive...

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Monday, April 02, 2007

Moment of Truth

I'm interested in getting an opinion from what little readership I have. What do you think...

Is this blog an attack blog?

Doubtless, I have a strong opinion and I'm pretty much no holds barred. In subject terms, I like to think there is no place that is too sacred to go. However, my line of "attack" is not focused on one particular church or group, I see hypocrisy and foolishness in all elements of society- even though the specific purpose of this blog is to highlight mainly religious ones.

Neither do I blog out of bitterness, though you may be mistaken. It's more of a desire to point out and address things which seem wrong, hypocritical or show ulterior motives.

What is the nature of attack blogs, what makes a blog an 'attack blog'?

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Monday, February 26, 2007

The Purpose Driven Fisherman

I s a person a fisherman if year after year he never catches any fish?

Now it came to pass that a group existed who called themselves fishermen. And lo, there were many fish in the waters all around. In fact, the whole area was surrounded by streams and lakes filled with fish. And the fish were hungry.

Week after week, month after month, and year after year these men, who called themselves fishermen, met in meetings and talked about their call to fish, the abundance of fish, and how they might go about fishing. Year after year they carefully defined what fishing meant, defended fishing as an occupation, and declared that fishing is always to be a primary task of fishermen.

BETTER METHODS

Continually they searched for new and better methods of fishing and for new and better definitions of fishing. Further they said, "The fishing industry exists by fishing as fire exists by burning." They loved slogans such as "Fishing is the task of every fisherman," "Every fisherman is a fisher," and "A fisherman's outpost for every fisherman's club." They sponsored special meetings called "Fishermen's Campaigns" and "The Month for Fishermen to Fish." They sponsored costly nationwide and world-wide congresses to discuss fishing and to promote fishing and hear about all the ways of fishing, such as the new fishing equipment, fish calls, and whether any new bait was discovered.

These fishermen built large, beautiful buildings called "Fishing Headquarters." The plea was that everyone should be a fisherman and every fisherman should fish. One thing they didn't do, however, they didn't fish.

In addition to meeting regularly, they organized a Board to send out fishermen to other places where there were many fish. All the fishermen seemed to agree that what was needed was a Board, which would challenge fishermen to be faithful in fishing. The Board was formed by those who had the great vision and courage to speak about fishing, to define fishing, and to promote the idea of fishing in faraway streams and lakes where many other fish of different colors lived.

Also the Board hired staffs and appointed committees and held many meetings to define fishing, to defend fishing, and to decide what new streams should be thought about. But the staff and committee members did not fish.

TRAINING CENTERS

Large, elaborate, and expensive training centers were built whose original and primary purpose was to teach fishermen how to fish. Over the years courses were offered on the needs of fish, the nature of fish, where to find fish, the psychological reactions of fish, and how to approach and feed fish. Those who taught had doctorates in fishology. But the teachers did not fish. They only taught fishing. Year after year, after tedious training, many were graduated and were given fishing licenses. They were sent to do full-time fishing, some to distant waters which were filled with fish.

Some spent much study and travel to learn the history of fishing and to see faraway places where the founding fathers did great fishing in centuries past. They lauded the faithful fishermen of years before who handed down the idea of fishing.

PRINTING HOUSES

Further, the fishermen built large printing houses to publish fishing guides. Presses were kept busy day and night to produce materials solely devoted to fishing methods, equipment, and programs to arrange and to encourage meetings to talk about fishing. A speaker's bureau was also provided to schedule special speakers on the subject of fishing.

Many who felt the call to be fishermen responded. They were commissioned and sent to fish. But like the fishermen back home they never fished. Like the fishermen back home they engaged in all kinds of other occupations. They built power plants to pump water for fish and tractors to plough new waterways. They made all kinds of equipment to travel here and there to look at fish hatcheries. Some also said that they wanted to be part of the fishing party, but they felt called to furnishing equipment. Others felt their job was to relate to the fish in a good way so the fish would know the difference between good and bad fishermen. Others felt that simply letting the fish know they were nice land-loving neighbors, and how loving and kind they were, was enough.

After one stirring meeting on "The Necessity for Fishing," one young fellow left the meeting and went fishing. The next day he reported that he had caught two outstanding fish. He was honored for his excellent catch and scheduled to visit all the big meetings possible to tell how he did it. So he quit fishing in order to have time to tell about the experience to the other fishermen. He was also placed on the Fishermen's General Board as a person having considerable experience.

TALKING ABOUT FISHING

Now it is true that many of the fishermen sacrificed and put up with all kinds of difficulties. Some lived near the water and bore the smell of dead fish every day. They received the ridicule of some who made fun of their fishermen's clubs and the fact that they claimed to be fishermen, yet never fished. They wondered about those who felt it was of little use to attend the weekly meetings to talk about fishing. After all, were they not following the Master who said, "Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men?" (Mark 1:17)

Imagine how hurt some were when one day a person suggested that those who don't catch fish were really not fishermen, no matter how much they claimed to be! Yet it did sound correct. Is a person a fisherman if year after year he never catches a fish? Is one following if he isn't fishing?

Attributed to John Drescher

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Sunday, February 25, 2007

They Stood and Watched

It had been a cold morning
Even they felt it
As the insensate beings gathered in the fields outside the city
Their master had given them one command
“Do not interfere”

There were millions of them
Legions upon legions
Extending far back into the valley of Hinnom and beyond
They encircled the city
They stood, waiting, watching the city walls
Their movements were graceful
Without speed or haste
The atmosphere was a blend of compassion and dread
They swarmed the streets of the city
Walking slowly, softly, in gallant strides with reluctance
The streets were silent As the people went about their daily business

As they began to slow and take their positions
A large crowd slowly appeared
The people of the city began to turn their heads and yell
A small breeze drifting between the buildings interrupted the stillness
As the crowd grew larger, their master’s only begotten could now be seen
A group of the spiritual beings gathered around him inside the crowd
He was tired, weak, weary, beaten, spat on and bleeding
They could feel the intense power and warmth flowing from him

He carried two wooden planks very slowly towards Golgotha
The mouths of the crowd spilled bitter hate
The wood had been bound in the fashion of a cross
And it began to press down on him
As he passed them, every one of the masters’ army straightened up to attention
And every one of their hearts,
Filled with compassion,
Fought vigorously against their will, stretching out towards him
Every part of their spirit being, yearned to go to the son
Like a tree that is blown by the strongest of winds
Desperate to yield to the powerful breeze
Yet it’s roots keep it held down in the ground
With one word from their master they would go to his side
Even before it had finished being spoken
They would tear the cross apart like paper and lift him up

He began to stumble
And one of them gently brushed the shoulder of a roman officer with its hand
The soldier seized a man and made him carry the cross
The ones that waited in the fields outside the city could now see him
Silently they began to straighten up and looked on
Millions of hearts now began to ache
As the people nailed his hands and feet to the wood
His figure began to transform
And as the people erected the cross it was more visible
The angels that had waited in the fields outside the city watched silently
As people passed by and came out to look
And fired arrows from their mouths at the masters son

By midday his figure had transformed fully
The only thing that remained visibly holy was his spirit
The only thing that still showed he belonged to his father
And because his figure had transformed
Into something that was now evil and detestable
His father could no longer look upon him
And so he began to turn his back

When the Lord had fully turned his back on his son
The heavens closed up, and the sky became dark
The darkness seemed to last forever
Nothing moved as the people of the city went about their daily lives
The son then lifted up his head and cried out
“Father, father, why have you abandoned me?!”
But the Lord did not hear his sons pleas
For his back was turned
Then the son gave up his spirit and cried
“It is finished”
And his body died

The heavens opened and sunlight poured down
Two of the angels waiting at the temple tore down the curtains
As the sunlight poured down, the angels in the fields began to mourn
Some wept loudly, Some cried out in their own languages,
And some sang lamentations in sweet soothing voices
Others pounded the earth and shook it violently
Graves opened up and the bedlam woke the sleepers
And the soul of the son departed

A group came after a short while and took the body down
The Lord had given two Angels a command
They followed the body
The people took it to the tomb where they buried it
And there they sat For three days

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Saturday, October 21, 2006

Black Sheep

November is almost upon us, and I will have been blogging for a year. I originally started out anonymously, but the dangers of being discovered have since passed or have been neutered, therefore I have a pariah blog which exists out there, that I no longer want to maintain.

Therefore I am going to select some of the best bits and thread them into the archives of both of the current blogs I now publish. I will not be referencing them, so if you want a read you will have to go back and discover them. The secret blog will be terminated at some point in the near future without notice.

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Friday, October 13, 2006

Canada, eh?

I
'm flying to Canada tomorrow. I'm not sure what to expect as most Canadians I've met abroad, up to now, have had a sense of humour bypass (with the possible exception of my fiancee, who will be reading this).
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Thursday, October 12, 2006

Google Search Terms

At last, I have snagged one of those weird search terms, check me out:

google toilets designs in united kingdom

OK I'm 7th but at least I'm on the front page, 3rd if you don't count all that Google directory crap!

Still, googling pjjenks gets me 5 0r 6 new visitors a day so that can't be bad! Always a pleasure to offer bad publicity.

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Sunday, October 01, 2006

So you want to be a Christian?

Rev. Simon Peters of University of Southampton Chaplaincy has stepped over the line with 10 reasons to be a Christian.

I'm not going to recreate them here as I believe they are far too oppressive towards people of other faiths or groups like the GPA, but they're worth a look.

And if anyone is reading this, I'm going to put a twist on the question, feel free to comment:

Why do you call yourself a Christian? or
Why aren't you a Christian?

I'm also going to add a few random tags to snag drive-by visitors.

Negative feedback welcome!

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Saturday, September 30, 2006

The Man from Uncle

The other night I was called Uncle for the first time, on 2 different occasions. The first was my brother announcing I was to be an uncle whilst I was sitting on the toilet. The second time came later at night- I was watching Smallville on my laptop and my new Canadian niece and nephew sent me an msn message: "Hey, Uncle Alex!"

I have to say it feels kind of weird to become an automatic uncle, not just once but several times over. It's like I've breached the adultsphere. I feel like I should grow a mullet and 'tash like Earl Hickey, 'cos that's what every uncle looked like to me when I was growing up. They all had that cheeky smile and a wink, you always felt like they were in the know but they wouldn't grass you up. Maybe it will be cool being an uncle.

I shouldn't feel that old though. I remember becoming an uncle was one of the cool things when you were 13 at school. Kids used to announce it like a badge of honour, like they had now been promoted above us.

Kids still do that at school today, except it's not "I've become an uncle", instead it's "I've become a dad".

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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

It's Always the Quiet Ones

I think I've finally figured out how to stay safe and avoid getting murdered. Ask yourself the question: Could 'Bob next door' be serial killer? You may never have asked this question before but I am about to reveal a truth to you, pay attention, be warned!

Every now and then you see these stories in the papers or on the TV. Serial killing family with 30 bodies discovered under their patio, or serial killer who brought people back to his apartment before butchering them finally caught after 15 years.

Have you noticed they always interview the neighbour's? And the story is always the same, "he was a nice man, never bothered anyone, quiet, kept himself to himself".

See, it's not the crazy stalker folk you have to avoid. It's the quiet neighbour's who are the real threat. Those friendly neighbour's who don't make too much noise, always respect your property/boundaries, obey the law etc... If you have a neighbour like this I suggest you start planning to move, don't leave a forwarding address, just get out of there right now! If you can't, at least have a relative call or check in on you everyday at the same time.

Here is a list of things I've compiled, that you should avoid if you suspect you are living next door to a serial killer:
  • Taking a bath or shower with the radio playing whilst your doors are unlocked
  • Nearby ponds and lakes
  • Inviting your quiet neighbour round for coffee
  • Going round to your neighbour's for coffee and wandering into the wrong room instead of the bathroom
  • Asking your neighbour if you can borrow anything
  • Asking about your neighbour's collection of paintings, furniture, spears or wedding photos (from several different weddings- she is always the bride)
  • Asking your neighbour if you can go in their garage/shed
  • Poking around in your neighbour's garage/shed and discovering something that is out of place
  • Owning a dog which is partial to digging
  • Owning a dog which is partial to barking at shifty people
  • Mentioning your suspicions to your snooping/reporter relative
  • Inviting your snooping/reporter relative to stay for a few days
  • Taking on a lodger with good references (obviously made-up!)
  • Trying to discover more about the history of your old house
Today I was surfing for rental properties in Banbury. Found a decent priced place and emailed to book a viewing. Then I wondered what the area was like so I did a google for the street and building and came across an interesting local news article published in May:
Driver Is Held Up By Three Gunmen
It got me thinking about the kind of people you would be sharing an apartment block with. You can never be sure...

Be vigilant people!

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Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Blogger Beta Ate My Blogs!

It's a true blogging horror story, it wasn't pretty...

It was a late Saturday night and I had finished making final edits to my blog template, getting the colours and the new heading all lined up, tidying up the links and shameless advertising. Finally satisfied, one final click back to the Dashboard, where I spy a an option to upgrade to the new Beta.

Cautiously I clicked for more information and was sold on instantly on the labeling options and the exile of Blogger's wheel of update- 0%... 0%... 20%... 65%... 96%... 100%.

Then I did something utterly stupid and out of character. I was tired, it was late, the little teccie voice inside my head was indeed blurbing "Wait a minute, shouldn't you test this with a new blog?", but instead I just wanted to get ahead and so I entered my googlemail address and my blogs entered the void... purgatory... the black hole of Beta.

After emailing Beta Tec support and subscribing to Google Groups I didn't seem to get anywhere. But lo and behold, Google truly giveth and Google taketh away... Google cache!

Basically my blogs - "abandonallfear.blogspot.com" and "darksidelight.blogspot.com" are gone and I don't know when or even if they will be back. However, I was able to rescue almost my entire post archives through the glory of Google Cache.
If you're having the same problem just google "cache:yourblog.yourbloghost.com".
Since I was considering the merits of moving my blogs to my own Lycos-hosted server, blogger had merely forced my hand and so here it is. With my downloaded cache of old posts I shall soon be restoring and editing them to this blog, with the care and precision of someone restoring the Sistine Chapel.

For the time being, be prepared for this blog to look a little like someone who has come out of a major liposuction operation. Everything is there, it just needs a little nip and tuck.

My recreated blogs can now be found at http://www.abandonallfear.co.uk/blog and http://www.abandonallfear.co.uk/darksidelight/ Don't forget to update your links!

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Friday, September 01, 2006

Repost: From My Travels...

The gentleman in the last 2 pictures is my younger brother...








You may use any of these images, provided you credit or link back to www.abandonallfear.co.uk.

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Sunday, August 06, 2006

Repost: The Importance of Communication In a Relationship

Don't you just love when your intended brings up a conversation you had 6 months ago and reminds you of your own words?

I always felt there should be a rule or a time limit or something. Women are like sponges they just soak up every little thing you say, later when you squeeze too tight it all pops out. Like when you're having an argument and they wait for you to say something that contradicts what you said 10 months ago!

Here's the deal ladies, whatever we say, it times out after a week. We are no longer held accountable to what we said earlier, and we didn't mean it anyway, or you just misunderstood. It's like when you need to buy that new handbag. We both know you don't need it, but somehow the perfectly useful old one you have just doesn't do the job anymore.

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Sunday, July 23, 2006

Repost: Titles You'll Never See In A Christian Bookshop

I always judge good books by their titles:

The Uncertain Life
Look Great, Not Feeling Great
How God Wiped Out Almost All Of Creation In His Anger
Closer To Hell
What a Messed-Up World
Living Paycheck To Paycheck
Running With Midgets
Developing The Follower Within You
Greed Is OK
The Life You Never Wanted

Some Titles I would like to see:

No, I'm Not 'Alright'
Issues That Can't Be Solved By a 3-5 Point Sermon
How To Stick With People When They Are Experiencing Prolonged Difficulty
Respect Works Both Ways
We Can't All Get Rich Without Someone Being Poor/Ripped Off

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Sunday, May 07, 2006

Management Theory

I'm struggling with a philosophical question. Do you have to be a dickhead to be given promotions to management level, or do you evolve into a dickhead after promotion? I'm pondering this because I've been considering my position over the last few weeks. Looking at how the department is, and how The Clowns resignation was handled, I don't see any signs of promotions or openings for me.

My current mix of education and skills seems to far overshadow my job and my pay. I took the job I'm in now because the IT Market was in recession when I left university, but now the IT sector seems to be growing again and I'm really feeling the urge to move.

As I have explained in previous posts, my company, Politico Ltd is filled with ego-maniac managers. One of the reasons for this is that they have either a) never worked at another company in their life, have been there for 30 years and therefore mystically have acquired ownership of Politico, or b) they have been in the industry all their life and therefore this long-serving 'experience' has mystically earned them the title of 'Industry Expert'. In both cases this brings a false expectation that lower employees should bow down humbly as they walk by their desks (and some do, amazingly).

It's pretty sad and dillusional. For one thing, to only ever work in one company, even if they worked their way to the top, gives a narrow perspective and the false impression that people actually like and respect them. It's like they are genuinely under the impression that the more they demand and pressure on employees, the more they are respected and liked. Thus poking your nose into an employees affairs or dictating how they run their private life shows that they care.

Secondly, experience is highly overrated. What is 30 years experience anyway? It just means you have experience of 1 year repeated 30 times. Who cares if you managed to start at the bottom and work your way to the top? It just shows you know how to climb the ladder. It doesn't matter if it's the right ladder or if you are the right person to be on that ladder in the first place.

Everyone knows who these jerk-offs are. They are typically the kind of managers who come round yelling 'good morning' to every single person they pass and expecting a meek 'good morning' back. Despite the fact they've don't know your name, never bothered to stop and find out, and really don't care whether you're having a good morning or not. In my last job, there was an office manager like this who really pissed me off. Now I'm not even a morning person so that pretty much stacks the odds against any cheery 'Smile-Because-I'm-Having-A-Good-Day' types. I used to ignore him but one morning he had set his sights on bringing his morning cheer to my desk.

Standing behind me whilst I was trying to concentrate on my work, "Good Morning" he hollered.

Since he had never taken the time to introduce himself, and I knew he didn't know my name, I ignored him like I didn't hear. Once again, only louder a little more abrasive, and with a forced cheeriness "Good Morning!".

I continued to ignore him. So then he re-positioned himself to the side of my desk leaned over and in a kind of half hysterical, half harassed, cheery sound: "Good Morning!".

At this point I knew the moron was never going away, so I turned and held out my hand, "Oh I'm sorry... I'm Alex, nice to meet you..."

This completely threw him off balance, he made an awkward smile and then turned away to continue on his 'Good Morning' mission.

The thought he might actually have to talk to, and possibly form some sort of acquaintance with one of his staff must have completely rocked his boat.

There is one operations manager at Politico who visits IT every now and then. He does the whole 'Good Morning', 'Good Afternoon' crap, but his problem is beyond the 'Good Morning' routine he doesn't know how to speak to human beings, in fact I would say his manner is not even worthy of pets. When he's got an IT problem he simply storms directly over to IT Gimp (my team colleague) and begins yelling, in front of the whole office.

It's not like "I have just discovered a problem with my system can you possibly help?" There's no "Hi", "Hello", "how are you?" it's just "MY SYSTEM IS NOT WORKING, FIX IT NOW!" and I'm not exaggerating.

Generally I just ignore these types, it's not worth the hassle of being identified as a worthy subject of their glorified ego manifestation. My rule is that until I'm properly introduced, I don't know who they are and I don't care.

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Saturday, February 04, 2006

Another Imposter!

Since changing the name of my blog to the more fitting xxxxxx, I have found several imposters, some who have not even posted and others so mundane you actually wished they had not posted.

The latest imposter is the so-called "XXX XXX" using the url: xxxxxx.blogspot.com.

"XXX XXX" has only ever posted once - October 2005 (just before I started my blog), ironically entitled "Why am i here?". Yes, that's the question we're asking! He goes on to further elaborate "that's a good question. I have always liked to read a blog or two, but never really thought about doing it myself, until now." He then obviously never really thought about doing it again either.

At least it's only 1 post. I mean some people write pages of this drivel.. I've discovered since starting this blog its a lot of hard work to keep updated. Please. Please if you've going to blog, blog something interesting, spare us the personal anguish of having to scan through:

  • Images of your naked 2 year old in the bath. I'm not a paedophile and I do not want to be put in a compromised position.
  • It's painful enough when you have nothing interesting to say, let alone when you put it in incomprehensible textspeak.
  • Heavy advertising.. blogs with more cookies than a Tescos bakery.
  • Pictures of you and your dumb friends.
  • Those Annoying "Make Poverty History" banners. All I want to do is click 'Next Blog>>' and I can't even do that.

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