I’m your best friend—now give me your lunch money.
I think that line paints an accurate depiction of Donald J. Trump. Donald Trump is the bully of international affairs. Actually, he is the bully in any affair.
Screenshot from “truth social”, a social network with more lies than most
Translated: “If you guys want to play together without me, I will throw your stuff into the water—because I am your best friend!”
Who want to be friend with a sociopath? Good friends do not threaten each others. Good friends do not have to point out how good they are. Good friends do good things. Not for their own gain, but for the benefit of both.
Donald Trump says America is “the best friend that each of those two contries ever had”, and at the same time he goes over to Denmark and says: “I like your jacket (Greenland), give it to me or I will take it with force.”
Again, this is not friendship. This is not even normal.
Donald Trump is a sociopath, and the republican party is pathetic for leaving their moral values behind.
Donald Trump has been president of the United States in just a month, and the damage he has done so far is staggering. What happens “at home” in the States is one thing, but when he tries to change history and make Vladimir Putin a victim of war, a war Mr. Putin started …
For the first few weeks after the election, I refrained from checking the news. Maybe I should go back doing just that. I can do anything, except voice my worries, so I guess nothing good can come out of reading the news.
The consequences are high, and the damage that can be done in four years might be irreversible. The best we can hope fore is strong European leaders, and that America does not go to war against Europe together with Russia, in the hope to share the spoils between them.
When you have a hammer, everything looks like a nail. When you are Donald Trump, everything looks like real estate.
Another year is over, and it is time to look back and review my reading habit. Last year my goal was to read 40 books. Not because I was anywhere near to reach that number in 2022, but because I happen to turn forty (years) in 2023, and I thought it would be an interesting challenge.
3 of the books I read in 2023
Now, I’m going to be honest and upfront: I did not achieve the goal of 40 books. Not even close. I ended up reading just 25 books. Meaning 25 new books. Re-reading books, blogs, and articles are not counted.
According to Goodreads, I read 9,661 pages, although I would take that with a grain of salt, and that the average book length was 386 pages. Again, grain of salt.
Looking back at last year’s post I see that I had not finished Barack Obamas brick of a book, “A Promised Land”, and this still rings true. Maybe this year I will be able to pick it up and finish it.
Of the 25 books that I did manage to finish, I would like to mention the following five that I really enjoyed reading, in no particular order.
This book is unusual in that it is narrated by death. It tells a captivating story about a young girl growing up in Nazi Germany and the following war. She also learns to read and steels a few books along the way.
Prince Harry tells his story about how it was like growing up in the royal family, sometimes referred to as “the firm”, and how ruthless the British media can be. He writes honest, as far as I can tell. In the end, as we know, he chose to leave the royal family to create and protect his own family.
Co-founder of Id Software, the company that created games such as Commander Keen, Wolfenstein 3D and most notably Doom and Quake, writes about his childhood years and how that formed him, and follows up with how work as affected his personal life, and how his personal life has affected his work.
This is a book with anecdotes from Mr. Feynman life, the Nobel prize winning physicist. Reading these stories, you would never have guessed that this guy worked on the Manhattan Project (the atomic bomb) during the war. He is one witty person.
I’ve been doing my digital detox again this Easter. Although, truth be told, it is probably also a people detox. A noise detox. A get away-from-it-all detox. But it works. The solitude was…enriching.
Still, I kind of crave more of it. More away-from-it-all. To just disappear. Completely.
Maybe someday.
The activities this Easter was as follows: eating, sleeping, reading and kayaking.
I highly recommend getting away from it all. Just be prepared that you probably will experience withdraws when your trusty old phone is turned of and hidden away. Luckily this ain’t my first rodeo, and I am perfectly fine letting my streak on Wordle wither away.
Having said that; it was nice with a shower after 5 days.
I stumbled upon this post by Jose Gilgardo called “own your work“. In a nutshell it argues that, sooner or later, a platform owned by someone else will kick the bucket. GeoCities and MySpace is a good example.
The solution seems simple: own the data, own the entry point. And it is simple.
Own the data
Own the data is easy. Make sure you always have a copy at your place. That is, do not just write your work directly in Medium, Facebook, Blogger or whatever. Keep a copy at your local device. Preferably in a format that open and easy to upload somewhere else.
Own the entry point
Get a domain, point it at your data. If you need to move your data, update your domain accordingly. This way your data will always be associated with your domain name, and not the current provider that hosts your data.
Cost of ownership (and why it isn’t that high)
The cost associated with this is slightly higher than the alternative. But that is the price of owning, rather than giving it away for free. Actually, in most cases you are actually paying for giving away your data. You just don’t know it.
Writing a post on Facebook is free. You don’t pay for it directly. But you pay for it in terms of viewing ads and giving away personal data, which Facebook and their parent company Meta in turn sells to the highest bidder.
I host my own domain on my own server at my own house. Ergo, I own my own content. It may not be good, but it is mine. And if I move, I have the data, I have the entry point (given I continue to pay for the domain name.)
The part about “my own server at my own house” is the “or worse” part in the title. If there is a power failure or a disk failure or the internet connection for some reason goes down, my content is unavailable. I still own it, but you won’t see it.
Actually, this happened this week. For some reason my router stopped working. It took a few reboots for it to work again. And this was only two weeks after I enabled IPv6. So my blog was not only IPv6 in-accessible, it was IPv4 in-accessible as well. And as I feared, I got a new IPv6 block once my router started working again.
