Saturday, December 30, 2023

Great Night (a #ShortStory)

"What happened to your face!?"

"I cut myself shaving."



"That looks like a bad cut. You will see the scratch for days."

"I know, right? The pain is okay. It just stings a little for a few seconds but these scratches are disfiguring."

"Right. It's why I really prefer scratches on my back."

"On your back?"

"Yes, because you can't see them but you can feel them and smile at the memory of a great night."


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Thursday, December 28, 2023

Why do people believe Shell when Shell states Shell is not responsible for climate change?


Here's a simple graph to show to even the people in the back that the average global temperature ís rising. 

Here's the source (click) for this graph.

You may have also seen this one on social media:
As 'evidence' the average global temperature is not rising at all. That it's all just a hoax, made up by 'the elite'. Usually without naming the source. That should be a giveaway. 

To really understand Berner's graph on carbon dioxide through the ages, one needs to be able to read. Like this article (click). It explains that the periods of time are so extremely vast that hardly any of the figures are 'fact' but an estimate at most. In Robert Berner's own words: <<He noted that "exact values of CO2... should not be taken literally.">> Which makes sense since the graph starts at over 500 million years ago. 

As if you're stating that people now owe more socks then they did a thousand years ago and use those figures to suggest that we really don't need bigger drawers. It makes absolutely no sense and is just a bunch of useless data. Albeit interesting.

Which of course doesn't keep climate change deniers to use the graph as their 'evidence' that 'the elite' is fooling us with stating the fossile fuels industry is largely responsible for manmade climate change and its consequences: droughts, floods, tornadoes, hailstorms, failed crops, Spain turning into a dessert, melting ice caps...

Why do you think climate change deniers are so unbelievably stupid? They are also very self centered. I'm sure they will scream that governments and scientists should have warned them about the consequences of climate change when they see their bed slippers float away and their coffee has become extremely expensive. 


Until they drown, climate change deniers believe anything that's put out there by websites from Clintel (click), the infamous climate change deniers foundation. Not surprisingly Clintel has close ties with Thierry Baudet, leader of a Dutch [fascist] Nationalist Party since fasci...pardon...'nationalists' love spreading fake news to their flock.




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Saturday, December 23, 2023

Guilty (#stoetry)

Slightly embarrassed glances
were exchanged 
at that morning's meeting:
"I won't tell if you won't" 
without words.

Without promises, 
fears or expectations 
they had spent
part of their lives 
in eachother's company.

And it felt right.
So why did they feel guilty?

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Thursday, December 21, 2023

Let's party! Or look hopefully at our smartphone screens

It's that time of the year again. People go to parties. In the US recently for Thanksgiving (except Native Americans of course) and in other parts of the world for different ways of celebrating the end of the year according to the Gregorian calendar: company drinks and of course the biggest [lie] of them all: the infamous Christmas party. 

Christmas ('Christ's mass') was originally celebrated around His birth, the end of March. Which was also the time that many peoples celebrated Spring, the 'beginning' of life. With lots of parties were people would jump up and down around a tree. 

Coincidentally (or is it?) the Dutch word 'spring' means 'to jump'. 

Anyway: Roman Emperor Constantine (click) thought it would be a swell idea to have Jesus be born when the Romans already celebrated the very popular feast of Saturnalia. In December, once the tenth month of the year. Hence the 'dec'. You know, the party from the famous paintings. With all those - often chubby - naked people feeding of wine, grapes and eachother.

Have you ever wondered why the pictures of God you were shown as a kid in Bible class looked eerily similar to depictions of the deity Saturn? Wonder no more:
Hmm, I wonder why the (Catholic) church doesn't want their sheep 
to know they simply stole their picture of God from the Roman deity Saturn?

Constantine got his people reverted to Christianity because he figured it was the easiest way to oppress...excuse me...to rule them. Instead of working out a way of scaring people into obeying him, he could now simply tell them what to do and not to do 'because that's God's will'. It also saved him a bundle on whips, spies, police and torture devices.

A very pragmatic man. Although some would call him 'lazy'. 

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Those who don't get party invitations (in December or whenever, really) but really want to meet drunk people because they are much easier to socialize with than sober people and often don't even care about your looks or social status, revert to a method to still get some attention and feel loved through a method that these days is known as 'Tinder': a few 'swipes' and you have contact with someone who wants to [f*ck] meet you. Yeah, exciting!

Recently, in New York, a woman named Cassidy Davis set up a now monthly event (click) and immediately got Tinder to sponsor her because they don't want her project to fail. 

The idea is that you meet people online through the Tinder app and then pay (...) to meet them in 3D. Like, you know, for real. In a bar, club, bowling alley, restaurant, on the beach, in a park or wherever.  

Because after years of online 'dating' people forgot how to interact without a smartphone in their hands, they get handed out a piece of paper with questions on it to ask people you've never met before. They call it 'chaotic bingo'. 

And if you have five questions answered correctly, you get a Tinder Platinum account for a year. Yeah. 

The idea is that if people meet eachother in real life (or as the Tinder people call it in their sway lingo: 'IRL'), they are much more inclined to interact and have fun, whether they eventually 'hook up' (that's American slang for 'have s3x') or not. 

What a great [scam] idea! People pay to be send a date and time and the address of a venue. And do so willingly! Without thinking for even a second that you don't need to pay an organisation for what old fashioned people call: 'Let's go out, have fun, talk to people and see what happens'. 

Is it social anxiety, not being taught by parents or older siblings how to socially interact? Why do people need someone to tell them how to have fun and talk to people they never met before?

In the Netherlands there are similar organisations that help (desperate?) singles to meet 'n mingle: you pay some organisation a fee and in exchange they send you a time, date and place for an event. 'But only for highly educated people like yourself!', one of those organisations advertises 'because we only want to [get money] connect people [with money] of at least a certain intelligence level.' So they do glow-in- the dark lasertag, glow-in-the-dark bowling, glow-in-the dark clubbing, glow-in the dark-volleyball...you know, events that only highly educated people are smart enough to [pay a lot of money for] enjoy.

Do you have trouble socializing with people you never met before? Would you rather chat with people online or in real life? 

Saturday, December 16, 2023

The violin (#stoetry)

In the middle of the labyrinth
there's a piano.
But nobody is playing it
because no one can reach it.


Was the labyrinth built around it
or did it just grow there?

"No one will ever know",
said the violin.

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Thursday, December 14, 2023

Light and Darkness

Light should always conquer darkness, right? No, of course not. Just imagine it would always be sunny. There would be no rest. We could never enjoy a sunset or sunrise. Plants need sunshine ánd rain to grow. Humans need light ánd darkness to work and rest.

Try seeing a Star Wars movie with only the Light Side of The Force. No Emperor Palpatine. No Kylo Ren, Darth Maul or *gasp* Darth Vader.

No Yin without Yang. 

Even God ("to be" or "he who is" or "that what is") needs an opponent (the original meaning of "Satan"). 


The Chessboard of Life with only white pieces? What kind of game would that make? It would make us really, really unhappy. It's why our alien overlords created a new, less 'perfect' Matrix.


Perhaps we are merely pieces on the Chessboard of Life and being manipulated by God and His Opponent. 

The only choice we have is to stand still either move forward. And free will? Where we go depends on our place on the board and the movements of the pieces in front and opposite of. 

The best we could even hope to get out of life is a sense of accomplishment; not a large amount of money or a collection of fine cars and wines we leave behind our rotting corpses. Just ask any dying millionaire. 

No, it's in knowing you made a stranger smile, the echo of the words "I love you, dad" and the general idea that thanks to you the world is a slightly better place. 

People who are only here for their own happiness and thereby stand in the way of the happiness others, are the most unhappy people in the world.

We are our own heroes and villains.

We seem to need heroes ánd villains to feel things are right, as they should be. 

And here's something to ponder:
A hero might sacrifice the world to save you. A villain might sacrifice you but save the whole world. (Thank you, Amanda)

Who is the actual 'bad guy': the one that saves one, or the one that doesn't hurt millions?


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Saturday, December 09, 2023

Smoking crater (a #ShortStory)

Why worry about something
that's inevitable?

Facts remain, whether you stress over them or not. 

'Oh no, the plane is gonna crash!' 

'Yes, it is. I would like my remaining minute not to be confronted with some screaming idiot who thinks that screaming will stop the plane from crashing. 

So if you could please shut up? Thanks.'

'But the plane is crashing! We're all gonna die!'

'Yes, and if don't shut up, you'll die
before we become a smoking crater.'


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Thursday, December 07, 2023

Why don't people worry about real problems?

'The people' don't want to worry about real issues. So they jump at the chance to cry about 'wokeness' or other 'problems' demagogues invent for them. 


Are people simply bored? Why else would they worry about problems that are actually not?

Climate change, war, famine, poverty, inequality, droughts, floodings, racism, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, lack of diversity... those are real problems. 

So why be concerned that the mailman may have been a girl once? 

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Saturday, December 02, 2023

Peaches (#stoetry)

Her gracious moves
were enchanting
and under her spell
he could do nothing
but watch
as she defied gravity
and even dust
forgot to settle.

With a smile and a song
she walked up to him
and although he had prepared
an eloquent little speech,
when she asked him:
"How are you doing?",
he could barely mumble a reply:
"Peaches"

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