Change. Inevitable.
I could
leave it at that and you'd pretty much all have your own scenarios to fit into
it. It's constant. Let's face it, the body is changing every
second of every day. One cell dying to
be replaced with another; less moist, less plump, less efficient. Something to do with radicals. The effects are radical, I know that much.
Okay,
physiologically we have no choice.
Acceptance is part of the change game.
Change,
for change sake, though is what gets my goat.
Aitch was chatterboxing about the same thing the other day. Words along the lines of "*****they do
this and then ********** they do that and $$$ so as to ####### you and
^^^^^…" You get the gist. Aitch is a placid and soothing person to be
around. Moments like this astound
one. Still waters were stirred.
With some
justification. Here we are in the hi-tek
age and even the ancient and wobbly such as myself have embraced the Worldly
Watching Whispering thing. It has its merits, no argument there. Quite fun in places. Life without it would not be ended
though. Life, indeed, in some respects,
would be very much enhanced by its absence. Not gonna happen though. It's like cellotape. What did we do before cellotape? Or matches.
The most important aspect, from my perspective, is the email
function. I don't do mobile
telephones. I don't have landline
access. Therefore, email is my anchor to
the 'stabilisers'.
Moving
to India meant adopting an online service (rather than desk/pc based). I chose Gmail. It was less cluttered, tidier than others I
investigated. Been perfectly happy. Till about two months ago.
Then the
subtle sledgehammer stuff started happening.
Some of you will know what I mean.
The "oh, we have a new messaging set up we think you will prefer,
do try it" sledgehammer. Couched in
terms of "this will be better for you, but if you don't want to, just hit
the off button". I did that. For several weeks coasted along happily in
the status quo. Oughta have guessed
there was no REAL choice in the matter.
On last weekend of March the swap to the "better for you"
setup happened without my permission. No
"this will become the norm in 3 days and counting" sort of
courtesy. No "you'll sign on
tomorrow to a forced change for which we are sorry but truly believe is better
for you" kindness.
Nope. One day I knew what I was doing and where to
find things and the next… Is it
better? No it is just different. Like
the leaves changing with the seasons - makes it look different, but the tree
remains the same.
Only I
discovered another, subtle nail-gun type amendment lurking. Appending files now brings up another message
of joy and goodness; "oh we have a new file attach system up and running
we think you will like - want to try?"
Hit the NOT NOW button was my immediate response. Knowing full well this means I am going to be
forced in the near future to put all files up there in the Cloud. They want my files stacked in their sky.
Not.
Happy. Jeemul.
You know
what this means, don't you. Soon there
will be a message of joy and greed; "oh, we have discovered this is all so
popular we can't keep up unless you select pay now, wanna try it?"
I may be
forced to get radical. It's an effect of
menoloop.
Ditto to that totally.
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