Another tweet to @BBCRadio2, which will be ignored. #atheist

Here’s yet another tweet from yours truly to @BBCRadio2, which they will ignore, as per usual.

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The BBC, which is paid for by the British Public under the licence fee (Read: Thinly veiled tax), are intent on shoving the opinion of religious crazys at us pretty much constantly; further, to add insult aimed towards the thinking majority of the world – they don’t even acknowledge the criticism. #bastards

The religious constantly and consistently lack moral fibre, as witnessed throughout the ages, and more recently in the religiously motivated attacks on the free societies in which we all live in and value. When was the last time you heard of an Atheist killing people because they were gay, or otherwise ‘offensive’… Fucking arseholes, the lot of ’em… And don’t come at me with the ‘peace’ argument – If you had morals, and happened to belong to a club who raped, killed, and tortured people – you’d fucking leave… Even passively belonging to such a club would surely lead to world wide condemnation… Oh, wait, it’s a religion – well that’s OK then. LIKE FUCK.

Don’t know why I bother!

Racism, Sexism, or just plain discrimination – none are pretty, either way.

bbcjobsThis story from The Sun (Which the BBC have rubbished, but who believes them these days?) has irked me. This is a prime example of racism, and would be just the same as advertising the positions as white only, or women only, or dare I say, white-working-non-disabled-male-only.

The BBC should be ashamed of themselves. I think I have a higher moral standard as an individual as they do at an organisational level. What I think is “The best person for that job“… Fuck any other consideration… I mean it’s fucking 2016 and this shit is still going on, come on BBC, grow the fuck up.

I don’t care what colour a person’s skin is, or if they have the right number of limbs, or if they’re fat or thin, or any other feature about ’em – what is important, is that in a holistic way they fit in the role, having the skills and will get on with other staff in a harmonious manner – a workforce needs to get on!

I had a nasty experience of “positive” racism a number of years ago, in an old role, working for a different company (Which shall remain nameless!). Myself and a colleague were put in charge of recruiting someone to back-fill a tech role in a small team of tech-specialists; the role was internal-only, and had to be drawn from the existing work-force. There were a number of applicants, and we narrowed the selection down to just two of them; this is where things went wrong, and left a very sour taste in my mouth.

The “boss” said to me, “give it to this person, they’re black, and hasn’t had a promotion yet”. The person in question wasn’t anywhere close to the two people we’d narrowed the list down to. So they got the job. For those who read this, and may know the details – I hold nothing against the person for getting the job, they did in the end manage very well and grew as an individual, however to this day I can’t help think it was the wrong thing to do, as (Despite best wishes) they simply weren’t the best person for the job, and at the end of the day, I’m sure some customers suffered because of this.

I can only think of the abject feelings of humiliation the person in question felt about this, as I’m sure at the end of the day, they knew. OK, they had a job, but to be honest they were the victim in this – trapped by a management team with absolutely no moral compass what so fucking ever.

In this instance, the media has done the country a service and exposed this nasty trait at the BBC for all to see.

Right person for the job, nothing else should ever matter.

Yes, I have friends who are from all walks of life, and I don’t give a fuck what shape they are, what colour they are, male/female/inbetween, gay/bi/straight/whatever, or if they’re disabled, or not – they’re all good fucking people and should be treated equally – none of them should be put above another for any other reason than they’re most suitable for x task/role/whatever.

Never forget the basics of diagnostics.

Win10I fix a lot of computer problems, it’s a part of my daily life, my occupation, job etc… Sometimes it’s the really simple things which trip you up – it’s a problem in my profession where we tend to sometimes skip the really simple steps of problem solving and go straight for the solution, assuming (The mother of all fuckups) that the simple things are all OK.

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I fell into the trap this weekend, installing Win 10 on my main desktop machine… I know the machine is a beast of a bastard of a machine, and the build isn’t simple – for start it has five physical hard drives in the box, three DVD writers, two other USB3 drives attached, plus capacity for more when I’m performing system backups. The primary reason for the diverse storage is to eliminate bottle-necks – with everything having dedicated physical storage, even under very high workload, this thing doesn’t slow down. Anyhow, when upgrading the existing Win7 64bit Pro install to Win 10, I had the error “Something Happened. Sorry, we’re having trouble determining if your PC can run Windows 10. Please close Setup and try again.” Now, I did the usual simple fix, and turned it off and on again, with a more basic software config loaded, e.g. no VPN. No luck. This is where I dived off the deep end.

Welcome to the deep end. I Googled it. Probably a partition thing. OK. Storage management, and set the active partition to the OS Part, not the sys part, re-ran the setup, and got past that error – easy I think, so I set the system partition active again, continuing with the install.

IMG_1432No such luck, along came the next error, “Something happened. We can’t tell if your PC has enough space to continue installing Windows 10. Try restarting Setup”. Oh Noes! So… I KNOW the free space on my system, I’d just backed up and cleaned it out to make sure this process was smooth – there is enough physical space – after all, as part of the system design, there is a 500mb fast hard drive dedicated to the OS and apps, only about 60gb used in total.

To cut a long story a little short – I went though the system, even down to the BIOS to power off all internal storage, save for the OS drive… Even unplugged all other devices – in the end the only thing the installer could see was the OS drive, and still nothing. Insert Win7 Setup Disk – ran through the automatic fix it options, even hitting the BootRec command, and replacing boot-sector, mbr etc… No luck, still the same error.

Then it smacked me firmly in the face. Space – what is the free space dependent on – the file system. What if the file system is broken in some subtle way, not impacting any other process on the system – after all I’d had zero warnings from anything, even the drive mirroring program used to backup the system. Enter chkdsk. Chkdsk the saviour of everything. Simple first step fix which I’d skipped over due to the lack of file system warning messages.

Ran chkdsk /f, rebooted, let it do the job.

Rebooted. Upgrade through with no problems.

Check the simple things.
Check the simple things.
Check the simple things.

I tell you three times.

Live life.

Just answering a closed group thread on Facebook. Typed in the below. How to summarise a life.

22 Years ago I had nothing. I worked hard, first job in retail which gradually worked up to 70+ hours a week and a near miss with a break-down over 7 years. Second job (In I.T.), again for 7 years with a 40 hour week, however I worked 2 hours from home for 2 of those years. Third job (I.T. job) started in 2008, 35 hour week, pay has more than doubled in 9 years doing that job, and 3 times what I was on in 1994. I’m lucky with the jobs, however I know it could all vanish overnight. I have more insurance than you can shake a stick at, and won’t be going back to 1994.

As for how? Muddle though, save what you can, live as much as you can. Be drunk. Lots. Fall in love, get married. Dump false friends. Be loyal. Don’t be blind, know when to cut and run like a gazelle being hunted, and when to stick like a superglued barnacle. Make the choices, commit where you can. Go fucking ballistic, no regrets.

22 Hard fucking years, half my life, damn good luck with yours.

IKEA, a piss poor experience – no fucks given…

IKEAIKEA… It’s like Marmite, either love it or hate it, there is no middle of the road here – but either way IKEA is a necessary evil of the world, like Argos, and sometimes there’s no other way.

We’ve used IKEA (The Cardiff Store) many times over the years, and had varying degrees of service from the staff, but this latest visit has been the worst yet, and I sincerely hope that IKEA will not be a part of my future for as long as I can foresee. Normally when visiting IKEA, you can actually get away without interacting with the staff, completely if you use the self-service tills, but sometimes there is no avoiding the ordeal…

Counting the problems (Circles of Hell)…

First problem: Lack of staff – they’re like rocking-horse-shit, and when you do find one, they’re either in the wrong department, or some fucking idiot is taking up their time with pointless questions.

Second problem: When you do find an IKEA Peon, and they’re busy with an idiot asking idiot questions, there is no way they can call another peon over to save half hour of your life. No way at all, no fucks given.

Third problem: Some products, seemingly at random, don’t have an isle location, but have to be ordered via the IKEA Peons – no way to avoid them. Why?!

Fourth problem: They don’t give a fuck. That’s right, no fucks given in IKEA. How do I register for IKEA Family to get a discount – use that orange machine over there, no other help, no fucks given

Fifth problem: Orange machine is broken, not printing out… go find the peon, tell them, they reply “Go use another one”… Not the slightest sign of the peon moving to put a an “Out Of Order” sign on the machine, no fuck all. Roll on all the other poor bastards wasting their time. No fucks given.

Sixth problem: Broken discount system at the tills. Have to call a senior peon who can’t do anything, passing to yet another more senior peon – the senior peon takes an age to get the order processed.

Seventh problem (Read: “Gate of Hell”, but slightly less pleasant): After half hour waiting for my order to be picked, I’m still waiting.

Eighth problem (Read: “Wonder of IKEA-HELL”): After a half hour wait for the products to be picked, and a complaint to the senior-senior peon, they still can’t find my shit, the shit I’ve paid for, it’s mine, give it to me.

Ninth problem: (There are more circles of IKEA-HELL than any other hell): NO Offer of anything when complaining, no apology, no compensation for my wasted life-time they’d just used up being useless, NOTHING… IKEA: No Fucks Given.

… Just as a point, the above article details my own true-to-life experience, and my own opinions – don’t on any account be put off IKEA by the above review – google it for yourself 🙂

Let’s get fucked.

Rum!Let’s get fucked.

Fuck the pyramids, fuck all the other wonders of the world. “Let’s get fucked” has basically eclipsed all else of material value in the world, in history. In case you’re wondering… right now, I’m fucked… fucked up on Captain Morgan White Rum; and you know, this is fun – it’s short-term fun, after all the buzz will only last so long, and I’ll be unfucked, sober, sooner or later. But getting fucked up is repeatable, almost infinitely, well, whilst we’re not too old or otherwise-fucked.

I’m wondering what other higher purpose of Human-Kind there actually is… I mean, there is propagation of the species, love, honour, all that stuff – but after that, what is there? Getting fucked up, off yer face, out of it. That’s it, the pinnacle of human fucking achievement. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad thing, it’s just an acknowledgement of the state of affairs.

So let’s raise a glass / a spliff / fucking whatever, and let’s get fucked, and celebrate the pinnacle of human achievement. 🙂

Male child inc…

PeaWith reference to “All the Answers“, today was the daughter’s baby-scan day, the day we found out about the sex of the future human.  Male.  A sizeable wang, or so I’m told, for a tiny human.  At the moment, it’s still a non-sef-concious blob – babies don’t become self aware by accepted scientific standards until about birth + 18 months.  Meh.

Lost a bet with my wife (Who is now exhibiting “smug” at world-championship levels)… the tiny fucker now owes me £12 for a take-out (A bet, lost), for not being a girl!

The name chosen is “Theo John”.  At this point in time, I’m really glad my surname isn’t “Hooker” for those who remember William Shatner in blue 😉

And so, all hail the continuation of the race, all be it, a tiny continuation.

Good News: Fucktard has been fired!

In reference to the Fucking Retards Post

It has taken some time for the pure diamond-hard level of drooling Stupida to seep through the layers of middle management to HR, but it’s happened, yes, Stupida has been fired!

I believe the eventual reasons were that she couldn’t muster the will power to keep her rabid-shit-flap of a mouth closed when on calls, and ended up swearing at customers; and performing a role which has strict regulations, and fucking them up royally.

It’s excellent news for the company, I think the share-price might even rise.  On the downside for humanity, rumour has it that the fucking-drooling-chav-gypsy-queen-slag-bag is now working for British Gas; I pity the customers she’s now inflicted on.

Excellent news for me, I can once again feel comfortable in my working environment without feeling a continual need to bury the nearest sharp (Or blunt… what the fuck!) object lethally deep in her rancid flesh!  🙂

Fucking retards.

In life I have come across some truly fucking retarded people… Of course, I don’t mean the actually mentally-retarded-people, those dribbling into their Cornflakes in the homes; no I mean those who have just scrapped by in school and somehow, by some fluke of the system, made it into working life.

So fucking retards. In work, we’ve been sent some temps, most of them are OK, but there are some fucking pearls of retards. Just sitting in the same room as them, by some process as yet unknown, I can almost feel my I.Q. dropping points by the hour, it’s all I can do to block their inane droning out with some well placed ear-phones and music at suitable volume; but then I look, even their fucking looks are stupid.

There is one girl in particular, lets call her “Stupidia” for the sake of it. Wow. Words fail me. She sits there for eight hours a day, whining with a complete lack of imagination that her job is hard (It’s not), then whilst whining, she is wearing what I can only describe as something even a Big-Brother contestant wouldn’t be seen dead in… A light blue plastic mac – yes ALL DAY she is wearing this ridiculous outfit. The effect is amazing – not once in my life so far would I have thought a simple combination of low-I.Q. and bad-dress could induce such a twitch-causing level of annoyance. Not even going to mention (sic) the day-glow nail paint. But there we have it, this happened.

Shouldn’t be against the law to put animals like her down, just double-tap to the head – such an act would increase the net value of humanity. I’m going to blame the bleeding-hearted-leftie-wankers for letting such an aberration past the finishing-post of pre-school… “Everybody’s got to get a prize, there aren’t any losers” – LYING BASTARDS – in this case Humanity as a whole has lost. Makes me want to cry.

#BBC #BASTARDS #McKinsey

Found this delightful article on the BBC today which compares fat people with hard core smokers and alcoholics… Seems they’ve fucked up again…

When was the last time a fat person got sent to jail after beating up their partner and kids for a sugar fix….

When was the last time you heard of a sugar junkie breaking in and robbing someone, then stabbing them in a sugar induced raged, spending the rest of their life behind bars?

When was the last time you saw a fat person on the street begging for a few pence for another Mars bar, having ruined their life and broken a family… McKinsey and Co & the BBC need to be brought up to speed on the ‘other costs’ involved, they need to consider just how FUCKING STUPID they’ve just revealed themselves to be….

They also need to be aware that not all fat people have health problems, not all fat people rely on the fucking NHS, some are just themselves, perfectly fucking happy, and quite healthy…

When the perfectly healthy out there randomly get cancer and are a huge burden on the country, do you hear fat people complain… No… Fucking junk journalism to say the least!

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-30122015