Tuesday, July 17

Hillbilly county

North-east from Gothenburg by the lake Vänern, that's where it's all happening. Quite touristy town.  I would say it's a classical old town, not quite a city. Old houses everywhere. And a river. Yes, I finally got internet going on the laptop. Mobile hotspot. The connection isn't super realiable though and I might need to change operator.. I live in an original Swedish country village where families have stayed for generations. The houses are spread out so that everybody can gaze out on the vast crop fields and feel the oneness with nature in privacy when needed.  Some farmers have started harvesting early due to the drought and there is a rumour they will get financial compensation for the loss of income. Winter is coming though and considering the extreme heat we are experiencing now, I fear the winter will also be worse than ever. Wonder if it's possible to watch Netflix? I have gotten much done in cleaning, garbage sorting, watching sunsets and actually writing too.

Saturday, July 7

I have a confession to make

I have never seen a ghost or even an aura. I know this is shocking, but it's true. During the 'new age'-era, where it was very important to show that you were a spiritually evolved person; I lied about these things, because I wanted to be accepted by that community. This doesn't mean I'm a liar by nature and that everything else I say is false. Of course, you can judge me and draw that conclusion, if it suits your needs, but that would be incorrect. This doesn't mean I'm not a spiritually evolved person either, because I consider myself to be that in any case, despite my lack of vision. To be spiritually evolved for me means to have a philosophical perspective on life, to be open to different interpretations and viewpoints and to be compassionate.  The reason I'm adressing this issue is because it was brought to my attention in an unexpected way. On the website Academia.edu I received a private message from another academic that said: "I hope that you have found a way to cope with your visions." I have no idea what visions this person is refering to. I replied and asked, but haven't received an answer yet. Maybe the person confused me with someone else, but it made me think of 'my visions' and what they could be that this person with the choice of words implied was difficult to "cope with".  Even in my younger years when I experimented with psychedelic mushrooms I never even hallucinated. I was jelous of people who had hallucinations, because it seemed fun and also more 'spiritually evolved', but it never happened to me. I might be immune to hallucinations. I do remember my dreams though, and they are a type of hallucinations. According to new science we hallucinate our entire reality as well. The halluciantions we share, or agree upon are what we call reality. You can't change the past, or can you? How we retell and re-interpret our experiences also changes them in our and others memories. Some experiences are so powerful though that no other interpretation can change them.

Tuesday, July 3

Sweden is more than football

I think this sport has taken enough of our time. It's not doing anything good for humanity or the rest of the world. Ok, it's a unifying game, brings people toghether in big arenas where they can act out their inner cavepersons and it brings good exercise to the players, but other than that? It's nothing. It's a bloated game that through investments has become big, just as many other areas that are infested by finacial interests. When has football done anything for the environment, the animals or for gender equality? The attention the male players get compared to the female players is out of proportion. Ok, Zlatan has a tattoo of a lion on his back. Maybe this is a flirt with Asllani, or a tribute to the women's team, or has nothing to do with that. Things rarely has nothing to do with anything. She's also calling him Z and says people have a short memory.

I do not have a short memory and I notice everything. 

Monday, July 2

Right now

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The superpowers are watching. Are they still considered superpowers?

Well, the good thing about not getting that job is that I had to go to the unemployment thingy for students, where Clark Kent was working. Unfortunately he has a girlfriend, according to Fb. Or perhaps that is a good thing, because then it's not my responsibility to maintain any flirting activities. See, I'm getting lazy when it comes to flirting as well. I don't care anymore. They must come to me. The food will manifest itself on my table. 

Saturday, June 30

Evaluation of interview

I got called to a job interview last Wednesday. They called me up early in the morning while I was in Luleå sleeping on my mothers couch.  You know how it is, when the phone wakes you up: very confusing. The voice on the other side was firm and decisive and made me clear up my head and listen. He wants to meet me next week for an interview.
- How about Monday?
- Monday I will come back to Gävle from Luleå and I have an additional meeting planned already.
-Ok,  then I have 13 on Tuesday or 10 or 13 on Wednesday.
Since I knew I had something planned on Tuesday, I said 13 on Wednesday. Also thought this would give me the opportunity to investigate the company more and land after 12 hours on a train.  So we decided 13 on Wednesday.  I sensed immediately that I should have taken the time on Tuesday instead, because it was the 26th ( personal reference) and also out of fear of someone else impressing them more before I get there. He sent me an email confirming the date where he also said I should get back to him if I wanted to change the time. I waited for a day, then I replied suggesting Tuesday instead. Then it was too late, Tuesday was already booked. This of course put me in bad light to begin with: chosing the last offered time, trying to re-schedule 24 hours later and failing as well. Since I was at my mothers, not telling her about the interview was impossible, but I managed to avoid telling her where and with what company. That I only told my son. Allthough, I might have given hints, since my mother and her friend interrogated me for answers. They made me reveal it was as a temporary position as communicator in Gävle. If you search the job advertisements the position is easy to find with that information. Giving them hints was of course also a mistake. Nobody knows what those crazy ladies are up to, but from prior experiences it's ususally nothing good. Anyway, when I got home I started preparing for the interview by reading up on the company. Analyzing the website to be more precise, to know their departments, important services and policies. I noticed a few flaws on their website that I mentioned in the interview. An important issue that they had almost hidden that should be on the front page. Two peple were interviewing me, the guy who called and his boss; a woman. I liked them. I liked him more than her. He was married and was flashing his ring several times. He poured me and himself a glass of water. Maybe he though I had cottonmouth. Maybe I had. It's always stressing to be placed under intensive surveillance. They asked some personal questions and nicely I tried to avoid them, by insiuating I do not like to talk about myself or my private life. I was more interested in what they had to say about the nature of the job and the practicalities. I was an easy job. Just handling the internal and external communication of the company. Help the boss make some funny videos, write newsletters about new rules, regulations, people and meetings and talk to the press when there is a crisis or important message that is of public interest. I refered to my education for having the knowledge and my time as company owner for practially doing these things. Good grades I do have, but unfortunately no references from my time as company owner. How do a company owner find references? I have to contact former colleagues, with whom I probably had personal relations with as well, to bury the hatchet ( there's always a hatchet) and ask for help in this matter. Which is humiliating and I won't do it. If you do not trust me, then I see no future at this workplace.  Of course I didn't say that, it's just how I feel. One thing they did was to ask the same question several times. This was a strategy to see if I either come up with new answers every time, stick to the same answer or become irritated.  I avoided irritation and repeated the same answer. She asked about how I would feel about the lack of creativity and the obligation to follow a policy. Since she put it that way 'lack of creativity', I sensed she wanted me to focus on the positive sides of having a policy to follow, that it's comfortable.
- I can be creative in my free time.
- Yes , but it's also about finding creativity in everything you do.
- Yes of course, that is true.
I should have said that, not her. I think we go to the same gym. Maybe she called me in for an interview because she wants me to start saying hello to her there. Maybe I have ingored her presence and been oblivious of her important position in society. Maybe he wanted me there to have an affair.
I called her up on Friday wondering if they had made a decision, as they said they would.
- Unfortunately we have chosen another candidate. Someone with more practical experiences with the actual profession as communicator and who will not be studying simultaneously, but the content analysis of the meeting protocol was really good.
- Thank you.
Yes, I even thanked her for dumping me. That's how good she was. I will give her credit for that. Unfortunately her arguments doesn't sum up, since I do have practial experience, just not as an employee for some other company than my own, and mint fresh education on top of that. Whatever skills you think you have, mine are fresher. I will write your letter of resignation for you before the week is over ( I have been watching Suits, and this is the kind of power talk that they use.) . I will take your job, Missy and let the communicator you hired inform you about it. Because, if you don't know I'm the best you can get, you are not suited for this job. I understand their fears though, it must have been like a Velociraptor walking into the room. 

Friday, June 22

I care

Poor Melania. "I don't really care, do you?". Does she not really care about what people are saying behind her back? Has it no meaning?  Of course this must be mansplained. If Donald really wanted to attempt to save the situation he could have gone for a different explanation than adressing fake news. Not that it actually could save the situation, because the childcamps are unforgivable. Does he mean that the childcamps are fake with child actors, as someone on Twitter said? It's an incredible accusation directed to people who are suffering. He could have said it was a rhetorical provocation with the purpose to create engagement in the issue of the children. But he didn't, instead he used it as firewood in his personal battle with media. Which is to spit in the face of the children. It says he cares more about his own appearance than of anything else. Even if he had gone for the rhetorical provocation angle it still would have been insulting, but it would also have signaled an attempt to care.  And #wherearethegirls ?

Happy midsummer everybody.