Patriot Realm

As the days pass by, I am increasingly thinking that the world has gone mad. 

Mad. Insane. Where Reason has popped off the perch and idiocy has entered the room and is now holding court.

Life has become so crazy that the old song about the hole in the bucket is now more prophetic than amusing.

Take this as a case in point.

In order to access accounts online you need to have a mobile/cell  phone. 

A code is sent to the said mobile/cell phone and that can free your world. Suddenly you are able to access such marvels as being able to sign up to new services. Or even access your own data.

As you know, I am vehemently against all kinds of invasion of privacy. Who I am remains a secret - like the old dentist ads from the 80's when no one could see his face because, after all, he was a dentist. So he stood, with his back to us and proudly announced that he endorsed a certain toothpaste because, after all, he was a dentist.

Today he would be a Doctor. And his face would be all over TV and he would be expounding the virtues of the Covid Vaccine. 

Recommended by Doctors throughout the world. 

How times have changed. 

However, let us leave Rob alone for the moment. 

I have been living through a nightmare of late. The idea that I cannot access my online data without a mobile /cell phone.

What I find particularly amusing is that Redhead signed up to get a mobile phone in order to solve this problem. Against her will, but for the greater good. Her SIM card arrived a few days ago.

She needs to activate it. In order to activate it, she needs to sign into her account. 

Wait for it... with her mobile phone number.

We are still trying to activate her new mobile.

I have spoken with several " customer service " agents, as has Redhead.

Apparently, it is very simple. All we have to do is get a code verification sent to her new mobile number. The only problem is that, in order to get that code, we need to sign into the account. Oh wait... we need a mobile phone number. 

Which brings me to the hole in the bucket.

Oh, it is a funny old world, isn't it?

You see, it doesn't matter where you start, or what the leftists say. It doesn't matter if they declare that Climate Change is going to destroy the world. Heavens, we, here in South East Queensland in Australia, have just gone through the coldest day in December's history. Yes, that sounds strange to you in the Northern hemisphere but, trust me, it should be hot as hell; down under right now. Instead I am wearing a trackie dack ( Aussie code for tracksuit ) and the wind is howling and it is damned cold. For us. 

The problem, as I see it, is that we have a hole in the bucket. 

They ( the left ) want us to fix a problem that, I might add, doesn't exist, by putting a bucket load of money into a well of greed. 

But, at the end of the day, the hole is in the bucket whereby it becomes a bottomless pit of dollars to fix a problem that never existed in the first place.

If only we are allowed to get on with life, without Liza telling us to fix the problem, we could truly have a life worth living

Instead? We are told to, like Henry, fix it when we will just end up where we started.'

There is a hole in the bucket.

And it lies with the Karens, the Liza's and the politicians. 

We are the Henry's and we are caught up in a merry go round of demands that make no sense - unless, of course, you are a Liza.

The truth is that the hole in the bucket is that which was created by Liza and her mates. 

Before they came along, we had a bucket load of love; a bucket load of plenty and a bucket load of hope.

Now?  Now, we have a bucketload of misery, fear, and despair.

But, at the end of the day, we do need to fix it because, quite frankly, we have a hole in our bucket. 

And the hope and love are draining away far too quickly.