ibland tror jag ...

Altså, det kanske är som jag skrev innan, för ett tag sedan, att allt handlar om takt och tempo.
Jag har haft en exemplarisk dag, inledde med att söka arbeten- och efter det har resten flytit på i rätt takt.
Fortfarande arbetslös, men jag känner att gränsen för vad som är aceptabelt..

Jag vet någonstans varför jag kan ha så svårt att acceptera saker,
för jag väntar mig gärna storåd av allt, från första början.
Men så fungerar det inte. Borde ha lärt mig någon form av läxa från arbetet jag blev av med.
Men saker tar tid, och man kanske inte behöver få alla uppenbarelser på en gång.

Hur som helst, så menar jag nog, att dagens lektion kanske är att välbefinnande har med tillfredställelse att göra?
Inga sarkastiska gliringar nu, för jag kanske inte har alla hissar längst upp, alla gånger.

Jaaa, jaa. God natt.

Insomnia

I mina ögon, vilar en gudinna
med slutna ögon,
fast i en värld, bortom trygghet och evig kärlek
Förevigt förevigad, av makter större en älska-
större en välmenade ord, med en styrka större än ringar av guld

För varje natt, av hungriga välmenade blickar över din själ
vilar min styrka i din famn
Ingen sötma i världen, är sötare än din hud
Inga ord i världen kan förklara den oändliga kärlek-
som jag känner till dig.

Jag ligger gärna sömnlös, om jag får fortsätta vaka över dina tankar. <3


A modest proposal



It is a melancholy object to those who walk through this great town or travel in the country, when they see the streets, the roads, and cabin doors, crowded with beggars of the female sex, followed by three, four, or six children, all in rags and importuning every passenger for an alms. These mothers, instead of being able to work for their honest livelihood, are forced to employ all their time in strolling to beg sustenance for their helpless infants: who as they grow up either turn thieves for want of work, or leave their dear native country to fight for the Pretender in Spain, or sell themselves to the Barbadoes.

I think it is agreed by all parties that this prodigious number of children in the arms, or on the backs, or at the heels of their mothers, and frequently of their fathers, is in the present deplorable state of the kingdom a very great additional grievance; and, therefore, whoever could find out a fair, cheap, and easy method of making these children sound, useful members of the commonwealth, would deserve so well of the public as to have his statue set up for a preserver of the nation.

But my intention is very far from being confined to provide only for the children of professed beggars; it is of a much greater extent, and shall take in the whole number of infants at a certain age who are born of parents in effect as little able to support them as those who demand our charity in the streets.

As to my own part, having turned my thoughts for many years upon this important subject, and maturely weighed the several schemes of other projectors, I have always found them grossly mistaken in the computation. It is true, a child just dropped from its dam may be supported by her milk for a solar year, with little other nourishment; at most not above the value of 2s., which the mother may certainly get, or the value in scraps, by her lawful occupation of begging; and it is exactly at one year old that I propose to provide for them in such a manner as instead of being a charge upon their parents or the parish, or wanting food and raiment for the rest of their lives, they shall on the contrary contribute to the feeding, and partly to the clothing, of many thousands.

There is likewise another great advantage in my scheme, that it will prevent those voluntary abortions, and that horrid practice of women murdering their bastard children, alas! too frequent among us! sacrificing the poor innocent babes I doubt more to avoid the expense than the shame, which would move tears and pity in the most savage and inhuman breast.

The number of souls in this kingdom being usually reckoned one million and a half, of these I calculate there may be about two hundred thousand couple whose wives are breeders; from which number I subtract thirty thousand couples who are able to maintain their own children, although I apprehend there cannot be so many, under the present distresses of the kingdom; but this being granted, there will remain an hundred and seventy thousand breeders. I again subtract fifty thousand for those women who miscarry, or whose children die by accident or disease within the year. There only remains one hundred and twenty thousand children of poor parents annually born. The question therefore is, how this number shall be reared and provided for, which, as I have already said, under the present situation of affairs, is utterly impossible by all the methods hitherto proposed. For we can neither employ them in handicraft or agriculture; we neither build houses (I mean in the country) nor cultivate land: they can very seldom pick up a livelihood by stealing, till they arrive at six years old, except where they are of towardly parts, although I confess they learn the rudiments much earlier, during which time, they can however be properly looked upon only as probationers, as I have been informed by a principal gentleman in the county of Cavan, who protested to me that he never knew above one or two instances under the age of six, even in a part of the kingdom so renowned for the quickest proficiency in that art.

I am assured by our merchants, that a boy or a girl before twelve years old is no salable commodity; and even when they come to this age they will not yield above three pounds, or three pounds and half-a-crown at most on the exchange; which cannot turn to account either to the parents or kingdom, the charge of nutriment and rags having been at least four times that value.

I shall now therefore humbly propose my own thoughts, which I hope will not be liable to the least objection.

I have been assured by a very knowing American of my acquaintance in London, that a young healthy child well nursed is at a year old a most delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled; and I make no doubt that it will equally serve in a fricassee or a ragout.

I do therefore humbly offer it to public consideration that of the hundred and twenty thousand children already computed, twenty thousand may be reserved for breed, whereof only one-fourth part to be males; which is more than we allow to sheep, black cattle or swine; and my reason is, that these children are seldom the fruits of marriage, a circumstance not much regarded by our savages, therefore one male will be sufficient to serve four females. That the remaining hundred thousand may, at a year old, be offered in the sale to the persons of quality and fortune through the kingdom; always advising the mother to let them suck plentifully in the last month, so as to render them plump and fat for a good table. A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends; and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially in winter.

I have reckoned upon a medium that a child just born will weigh 12 pounds, and in a solar year, if tolerably nursed, increaseth to 28 pounds.

I grant this food will be somewhat dear, and therefore very proper for landlords, who, as they have already devoured most of the parents, seem to have the best title to the children.

Infant's flesh will be in season throughout the year, but more plentiful in March, and a little before and after; for we are told by a grave author, an eminent French physician, that fish being a prolific diet, there are more children born in Roman Catholic countries about nine months after Lent than at any other season; therefore, reckoning a year after Lent, the markets will be more glutted than usual, because the number of popish infants is at least three to one in this kingdom: and therefore it will have one other collateral advantage, by lessening the number of papists among us.

I have already computed the charge of nursing a beggar's child (in which list I reckon all cottagers, laborers, and four-fifths of the farmers) to be about two shillings per annum, rags included; and I believe no gentleman would repine to give ten shillings for the carcass of a good fat child, which, as I have said, will make four dishes of excellent nutritive meat, when he hath only some particular friend or his own family to dine with him. Thus the squire will learn to be a good landlord, and grow popular among his tenants; the mother will have eight shillings net profit, and be fit for work till she produces another child.

Those who are more thrifty (as I must confess the times require) may flay the carcass; the skin of which artificially dressed will make admirable gloves for ladies, and summer boots for fine gentlemen.

As to our city of Dublin, shambles may be appointed for this purpose in the most convenient parts of it, and butchers we may be assured will not be wanting; although I rather recommend buying the children alive, and dressing them hot from the knife, as we do roasting pigs.

A very worthy person, a true lover of his country, and whose virtues I highly esteem, was lately pleased in discoursing on this matter to offer a refinement upon my scheme. He said that many gentlemen of this kingdom, having of late destroyed their deer, he conceived that the want of venison might be well supplied by the bodies of young lads and maidens, not exceeding fourteen years of age nor under twelve; so great a number of both sexes in every country being now ready to starve for want of work and service; and these to be disposed of by their parents, if alive, or otherwise by their nearest relations. But with due deference to so excellent a friend and so deserving a patriot, I cannot be altogether in his sentiments; for as to the males, my American acquaintance assured me, from frequent experience, that their flesh was generally tough and lean, like that of our schoolboys by continual exercise, and their taste disagreeable; and to fatten them would not answer the charge. Then as to the females, it would, I think, with humble submission be a loss to the public, because they soon would become breeders themselves; and besides, it is not improbable that some scrupulous people might be apt to censure such a practice (although indeed very unjustly), as a little bordering upon cruelty; which, I confess, hath always been with me the strongest objection against any project, however so well intended.

But in order to justify my friend, he confessed that this expedient was put into his head by the famous Psalmanazar, a native of the island Formosa, who came from thence to London above twenty years ago, and in conversation told my friend, that in his country when any young person happened to be put to death, the executioner sold the carcass to persons of quality as a prime dainty; and that in his time the body of a plump girl of fifteen, who was crucified for an attempt to poison the emperor, was sold to his imperial majesty's prime minister of state, and other great mandarins of the court, in joints from the gibbet, at four hundred crowns. Neither indeed can I deny, that if the same use were made of several plump young girls in this town, who without one single groat to their fortunes cannot stir abroad without a chair, and appear at playhouse and assemblies in foreign fineries which they never will pay for, the kingdom would not be the worse.

Some persons of a desponding spirit are in great concern about that vast number of poor people, who are aged, diseased, or maimed, and I have been desired to employ my thoughts what course may be taken to ease the nation of so grievous an encumbrance. But I am not in the least pain upon that matter, because it is very well known that they are every day dying and rotting by cold and famine, and filth and vermin, as fast as can be reasonably expected. And as to the young laborers, they are now in as hopeful a condition; they cannot get work, and consequently pine away for want of nourishment, to a degree that if at any time they are accidentally hired to common labor, they have not strength to perform it; and thus the country and themselves are happily delivered from the evils to come.

I have too long digressed, and therefore shall return to my subject. I think the advantages by the proposal which I have made are obvious and many, as well as of the highest importance.

For first, as I have already observed, it would greatly lessen the number of papists, with whom we are yearly overrun, being the principal breeders of the nation as well as our most dangerous enemies; and who stay at home on purpose with a design to deliver the kingdom to the Pretender, hoping to take their advantage by the absence of so many good protestants, who have chosen rather to leave their country than stay at home and pay tithes against their conscience to an episcopal curate.

Secondly, The poorer tenants will have something valuable of their own, which by law may be made liable to distress and help to pay their landlord's rent, their corn and cattle being already seized, and money a thing unknown.

Thirdly, Whereas the maintenance of an hundred thousand children, from two years old and upward, cannot be computed at less than ten shillings a-piece per annum, the nation's stock will be thereby increased fifty thousand pounds per annum, beside the profit of a new dish introduced to the tables of all gentlemen of fortune in the kingdom who have any refinement in taste. And the money will circulate among ourselves, the goods being entirely of our own growth and manufacture.

Fourthly, The constant breeders, beside the gain of eight shillings sterling per annum by the sale of their children, will be rid of the charge of maintaining them after the first year.

Fifthly, This food would likewise bring great custom to taverns; where the vintners will certainly be so prudent as to procure the best receipts for dressing it to perfection, and consequently have their houses frequented by all the fine gentlemen, who justly value themselves upon their knowledge in good eating: and a skilful cook, who understands how to oblige his guests, will contrive to make it as expensive as they please.

Sixthly, This would be a great inducement to marriage, which all wise nations have either encouraged by rewards or enforced by laws and penalties. It would increase the care and tenderness of mothers toward their children, when they were sure of a settlement for life to the poor babes, provided in some sort by the public, to their annual profit instead of expense. We should see an honest emulation among the married women, which of them could bring the fattest child to the market. Men would become as fond of their wives during the time of their pregnancy as they are now of their mares in foal, their cows in calf, their sows when they are ready to farrow; nor offer to beat or kick them (as is too frequent a practice) for fear of a miscarriage.

Many other advantages might be enumerated. For instance, the addition of some thousand carcasses in our exportation of barreled beef, the propagation of swine's flesh, and improvement in the art of making good bacon, so much wanted among us by the great destruction of pigs, too frequent at our tables; which are no way comparable in taste or magnificence to a well-grown, fat, yearling child, which roasted whole will make a considerable figure at a lord mayor's feast or any other public entertainment. But this and many others I omit, being studious of brevity.

Supposing that one thousand families in this city, would be constant customers for infants flesh, besides others who might have it at merry meetings, particularly at weddings and christenings, I compute that Dublin would take off annually about twenty thousand carcasses; and the rest of the kingdom (where probably they will be sold somewhat cheaper) the remaining eighty thousand.

I can think of no one objection, that will possibly be raised against this proposal, unless it should be urged, that the number of people will be thereby much lessened in the kingdom. This I freely own, and 'twas indeed one principal design in offering it to the world. I desire the reader will observe, that I calculate my remedy for this one individual Kingdom of Ireland, and for no other that ever was, is, or, I think, ever can be upon Earth. Therefore let no man talk to me of other expedients: Of taxing our absentees at five shillings a pound: Of using neither cloaths, nor houshold furniture, except what is of our own growth and manufacture: Of utterly rejecting the materials and instruments that promote foreign luxury: Of curing the expensiveness of pride, vanity, idleness, and gaming in our women: Of introducing a vein of parsimony, prudence and temperance: Of learning to love our country, wherein we differ even from Laplanders, and the inhabitants of Topinamboo: Of quitting our animosities and factions, nor acting any longer like the Jews, who were murdering one another at the very moment their city was taken: Of being a little cautious not to sell our country and consciences for nothing: Of teaching landlords to have at least one degree of mercy towards their tenants. Lastly, of putting a spirit of honesty, industry, and skill into our shop-keepers, who, if a resolution could now be taken to buy only our native goods, would immediately unite to cheat and exact upon us in the price, the measure, and the goodness, nor could ever yet be brought to make one fair proposal of just dealing, though often and earnestly invited to it.

Therefore I repeat, let no man talk to me of these and the like expedients, 'till he hath at least some glympse of hope, that there will ever be some hearty and sincere attempt to put them into practice.

But, as to my self, having been wearied out for many years with offering vain, idle, visionary thoughts, and at length utterly despairing of success, I fortunately fell upon this proposal, which, as it is wholly new, so it hath something solid and real, of no expence and little trouble, full in our own power, and whereby we can incur no danger in disobliging England. For this kind of commodity will not bear exportation, and flesh being of too tender a consistence, to admit a long continuance in salt, although perhaps I could name a country, which would be glad to eat up our whole nation without it.

After all, I am not so violently bent upon my own opinion as to reject any offer proposed by wise men, which shall be found equally innocent, cheap, easy, and effectual. But before something of that kind shall be advanced in contradiction to my scheme, and offering a better, I desire the author or authors will be pleased maturely to consider two points. First, as things now stand, how they will be able to find food and raiment for an hundred thousand useless mouths and backs. And secondly, there being a round million of creatures in human figure throughout this kingdom, whose whole subsistence put into a common stock would leave them in debt two millions of pounds sterling, adding those who are beggars by profession to the bulk of farmers, cottagers, and laborers, with their wives and children who are beggars in effect: I desire those politicians who dislike my overture, and may perhaps be so bold as to attempt an answer, that they will first ask the parents of these mortals, whether they would not at this day think it a great happiness to have been sold for food, at a year old in the manner I prescribe, and thereby have avoided such a perpetual scene of misfortunes as they have since gone through by the oppression of landlords, the impossibility of paying rent without money or trade, the want of common sustenance, with neither house nor clothes to cover them from the inclemencies of the weather, and the most inevitable prospect of entailing the like or greater miseries upon their breed for ever.

I profess, in the sincerity of my heart, that I have not the least personal interest in endeavoring to promote this necessary work, having no other motive than the public good of my country, by advancing our trade, providing for infants, relieving the poor, and giving some pleasure to the rich. I have no children by which I can propose to get a single penny; the youngest being nine years old, and my wife past child-bearing.

The End




Säg att Jonathan Swift är ett geni?
Sjukt roligt!

Gha =)

ja, en bra dag idag.
Sitter och lyssnar på patrik när han spelar bajsspel,
och jag mår bra.
Bra dag, verkligen.
skall snart äta frukost, sedan träna, sedan springa, sedan maila lite företag om arbeten.
Skall faktiskt börja gymma en dag i veckan, Anders. Tänkte så du vet det.
Så får resten av veckoträningarna bli spänst och uthållighet!
Det låter la bra?


yaay! :D

Dom lyckligt lottade...

Det var dom lyckligt lottade
som alltid skrattade i slutet
Det var i regnet framför den vackra utsikten
som den första kyssen fick kraften i ledningarna att dö ut,
 av avund, av svartsjuka, i trånan över det dom aldrig skulle få se.

Tanken på en framtid med dig gör mig nervös-
hur kommer vårat bröllopstal att låta?
Vem kommer ta över dansen för dig på mottagningen?
Det skakar och bultar i mitt börst,
för jag har aldrig varit så lycklig, eller kär.


Puck Caroline Jansson, du gör mig lycklig.

Så det så.


All night long...

Vilken fin överskrift.
Den viskar om någonting som en vacker dag kommer att hända, i alla fall lär någon i världen uppleva det.
Kanske är det långa natten en afton med deklarationer och dåligt kaffe... Eller så är det en lektion i nakenmålning där modellen har svåra problem med sin kropp..? Om det är fallet så är det nog jävligt kasst att erbjuda sig för sådanna förfrågningar. Om man inte försöker ligga med personen som frågar? Självsäkerhet är sexigt.
Hmm.

Jag har inget speciellt att säga idag, men jag är på humör att skriva.
Skall försöka att inte bli så långrandig som jag gärna blir ibland.
Jag har ju faktiskt en image att tänka på. Ibland fantiserar jag om att bli pilot, det är något av en image om ni frågar mig.

jag är arbetslös, förresten.
 Eller nej, jag är arbetsfri.
har blivit uppsagd, och har självmant avbrutit fortsatt, temporär anställning.
min omgivning litar inte på att jag skall söka jobb. Jag älskar när folk försöker komma med inovativa idéer om hur man skall motivera folk.
Den vanligaste är att försöka insuinera(?) någonting om att man har en hyra att betala.
Den har jag aldrig hört!
Men va fan, jag är ju som jag är, så alla påminnelser är ju heltklart nödvändiga.
Om inte annat så är jag förtjust i diskreta förfrågningar om hur det har gått med sökningen av arbeten under dagen,
det är också en favorit!

Borde inte folk veta, korrektion, dom som känner mig, borde inte DOM veta, eller ni... hursomhaver, borde inte dom onämnda individerna veta att jag mår kasst om jag inte får arbeta? Låt mig hugga mig i strupen i sådanna fall?
Äsch, vem jag är jag att klaga? Är redan trött på det i alla fall. Det suger. jag är så rastlös.
Crap.

Älskar dig mamma, lovar att svara när du ringer, har trottatt det har varit någon annan som har ringt.
Älskar dig, lova mig att du tar dig igenom det här! Du ör starkast av alla. Älskar dig.

hej på er.

Kopplad i universums allt

Vid något tillfälle bör man antagligen lägga på luren-

men vem vet då vad man kan missa..? Det kanske var vid

det exakta tillfället som dom svarade, som dom ursäktade sig

för alla sina misstag dom gjort...

... Eller så väntar man i onödan, för dom kanske sitter och skrattar

i lunch rummet, åt alla som är sjuka, alla som tror sig vara lite viktigare en resten.

Jag tvivlar på att någon kommer säga till dom att dom gärna väntar,

på deras kaffe, eller deras frukostraster, för deras raster är viktiga -indirekt- för

ditt välbefinnande. Skall vi klappa alla recpetionister och växelflickor för deras

oändliga kunskap om datorer, och empati?

Jag väntar gärna.


När det har gått en stund, så kan man ibland höra,

hur någon lyfter på en lur och sedan lägger på.

Har dom nummerpresentatör, kanske?
"Isak Bergeheim. Hmm, var inte det den gnälliga grabben

med nackspärr? Vi skiter i honom, vá? Gittan, vad säger du?"

Det är nog så det håller på, tror jag.


Men jag kan gilla det, för någonstans så eggas min fantasi, när jag hör luren lyfta,

när jag får höra två klapprande fotsteg mot det kalla sjukhusgolvet, och sedan bli klickad.

Vad gör dom? Är det någon som går, är det en vacker ungflicka med intentioner att rädda världen,

eller är det en överläkare som fnyser åt att någon försöker nå honom, via telefon?
Vet dom inte att skall man ha kontakt med honom så får man allt tala med hans sekreterare först! Det kanske är därför han klickar folk..? För med hans lön, är det faktiskt värt att vänta.

Jag menar egentligen aldrig att låta otacksam, eller liknande-

jag anar nämligen att dom snälla men oroväckande förvirrade själar.


Vad kan man ställa för krav på ett servce yrke? Jag vet inte, men välnoppade ögonbryn är ingenting jag värdesätter över telefon, så vida då det inte gäller en bildtelefon..

Dom har säkert andra kvaliteer..? Damerna på sjukhuset som kopplar mig till faxar kanske är jätteduktiga på att måla porträtt av Stalin, eller våran Konung?

En sak är i alla fall säker, att dom flesta borde gå en charmkurs, för det hade gett sjukhuset ett finare intryck när vicedirektörer busringer!


Det kanske är så att dom är helt outbildade, och bara har sats i växeln för att kriminalvården har platsbrist, och i någon förvirring tror att det underlättar med inkompetenta växlister? (är det ett ord?)

Kan det vara så att alla strumpor som försvinner i tvättmaskiner, warpas ut till det utta universum som man koplas till när man ringer sjukhuset? Det måste vara en annan dimension där alla med åkommor straffas i en oändlig spiral av smärta och väntetider. Jag har ändå väntat i 30 minuter nu. Ack.


Man kanske skulle ringa in ett bombhot? Det hade nog inte varit heltfel!

"Det ligger en bomb i bårhuset, fack nummer 08224589- förresten, medans jag ändå talar med dig, jag har lite ont i halsen?"

Ja! Jag kom fram! Helt otroligt, jag nådde ljuset- för en kortstund.

Kvinmnan jag sökte svarade, och inga faxar i världen kan hålla min glädje tillbaka!

Woohoo... ..Emelertid, så hade hon andra intentioner. Hon vill ha en fikapaus, så jag blev ombedd att ringa tillbaka, om... femton-tjugo minuter. UNderbart!
Tack, för att min hälsa är så viktig. Jävlar...


Starkt jobbat, tönt

Nya dagar, mycket har hänt.
Jag har gjort stora misstag, jag har gjort bravader som krossar
hur jag tidigare  har varit, på ett positivt sätt.

Jag fick sparken i går. Nej, det fick jag inte, men jag blev uppsagd.
Jag är den första inom IBS historia att få sparken (eller bli tvingad till uppsägning)
Jag har inte haft en exemplarisk närvaro- och min chef är inte så intresserad av sina
anställda, så han tyckte det verkade lättare att avskeda mig- så det gjorde han.
Det blir utredning på min frånvaro (winter depressions if I may/ gamla kontakter som pajjade
allt ett kort tag), så det blir psykologmöten och doktortider.
Det är värt det, för utan intygen får jag ingen sjukersättning.

Så är det- nu blir det dagis. Mer upptadering kommer, men inte idag. Är för matt.
Hej på er, så länge.

(Yuffie, jag har ingen dator, det är därför ;) )


Nej, jag är inte klar.
Måste skriva mer- har mer att säga.
I samband med att jag fick sparken fick jag tillexempel även en löneförhöjning
samtidigt som avhyvlingen av Chefen. Snacka hyckleri.
Jag är så bitter, för min bravad, för hur jag fick sparken... Från mitt första arbete.
Det hade kunnat vara en ursäkt, eller i alla fall en bidragande orsak, men jag ser det inte så.
Jag är jävligt krossad av det.
Försöker skratta lite åt det.. ."haha, fatta- jag fick SPARKEN!!"
Men jag skrattar inte igentligen.

Trots att alla i min närvaro är stöttande, och att ömmhetsbevisen har visat sig från lite
oväntade ställen, så är det inte ok. Det är inte bra, det är inte roligt.
Jag skrattar inte. Fan också. Det är så svårt att ta sådant.
ett så tydligt bevis på den totala respektlösheten som jag verkar hysa mot saker och ting.
Det är inte bra- det är fruktansvärt dåligt.

Och någonstans så försöker jag göra en dygd av den så berömda nödvändigheten.
"Jag skall vara på arbetet varje dag den sista månaden som jag fick, jag skall visa dom!"
Som om jag inte har demonstrerat tillräcklit, vad jag går för...?
"Men Isak, du förändras, du är inte samma man nu, som för ett halvårsedan"
Nej, jag vet, förlåt, men jag är samma person varje vinter, eller varjegång motgångar hopar sig.
jag är ingen martyr, jag tror att detta är inledningen till en insikt.
kanske.

Fan också.
Visa ingen empati, för jag förtjänar det inte,
jag har allvarligt dragit på mig skiten själv. Jag fick mig sparkad, ingen annan.

Shit.