Stop going along with the nonsensical mandates!
In the past three or so weeks at most, I have noticed that Amazon is effectively choking out the results that this particular affiliate is able to fetch when I perform a "Search Ads" search within their "Native Shopping Ads" feature.
I used to be able to enter a search word or term, and numerous possibilities would be presented. But now, I can even use a perfectly relevant product term ─ such as a book's or movie's title ─ and absolutely nothing displays.
Not only that, all of my past "Search Ads" for which I had already gotten various products and for which the affiliate code had been saved in blog posts here and in both of my two hosted websites, have been stripped of the product results that used to display when I first embedded the "Search Ads" code into my posts.
I can understand how Amazon would think that they are punishing me for rarely ever having anyone click my affiliate ads, but are they not just as effectively punishing themselves by failing to display products to potential customers?
This tact is not really hurting me. I have been an Amazon affiliate for possibly a decade or more, but I have never earned enough to have ever received a payment from Amazon. Unlike affiliates who exclusively work to make an income with Amazon by concentrating on Amazon products ─ maybe doing nothing but posting about them, for example, or even setting up their own Amazon store; I do not make posts to highlight Amazon products. Amazon is merely an incidental inclusion in my posts, and most often the items that have been displayed are products that most of the public would have little interest in.
Thus, I was actually displaying in my posts products that Amazon hardly ever manages to sell, for what appeared was random and not anything I deliberately presented as a targeted product. Through me, Amazon might have somehow managed to sell some obscure product that serious Amazon affiliates would never have bothered with.
Enough of that. I am not going to devote a post to that bully.
Last evening as I was about to have a small supper and was watching a sitcom, that show was only about half finished when I saw my brother's van arriving home ─ an hour or more earlier than has been normal. This was the second consecutive evening that this unexpectedly early arrival has occurred.
The first time did not matter, for I intended to sit up watching T.V. with him via our Android TV Box. But last night I had no such intention. I instead planned to be in bed relatively early, for I had plans for the early a.m.
And so in order not to become involved with him, I had to shut everything down and bear my supper upstairs here to my bedroom where I keep my computer, and eat with my bedroom light off in order to give my brother the impression that I had gone to bed ─ even though it was only around 8:30 p.m.
I was to remain here in the dark, illuminated only by my computer screen, for well over an hour before I finally did go to bed.
I had decided that I would not attempt to visit a Service Canada location two miles away as early as possible (it opens at 8:30 a.m.), and would save that distasteful venture for another day. I was instead going to stick with my scheduled 2 a.m. wake-up call and seek to be off by 2:15 a.m. on a 5½-or-so-mile walk.
Yesterday had been dry, and we are in fact to be having a string of dry nights and days, so I do not need to be concerned of getting drenched with freezing rain as has happened twice now in the past week or so, forcing me to reduce my walk on those occasions by a couple or more miles.
I got up and made it away as planned ─ in fact, it was 2:14 a.m. when I checked the time once I had gotten to the street outside. There were light clouds about ─ even some extensive cloud cover; but there were also clear night sky expanses with the sharp light of those greater stars unaffected by the light pollution hereabouts.
It was also quite chilly, but when I stopped at a fairly nearby elementary school playground to have my six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, I found that I could use my bare hands on the equipment ─ for short periods of time.
In my younger heyday, an opening set of pull-ups usually saw me managing repetitions into the upper teens with my first set, but in my old age now of 73 I find myself presently stuck at eking out three repetitions, and then two in the remaining sets. Consequently, I did not have to be holding onto a cold bar longer than was necessary to achieve those small numbers ─ it might have been a different outcome where unbearably cold hands were concerned if I was performing 16 or more pull-ups.
I live in north Surrey, B.C., by the way.
My walk was uneventful, primarily. I only need mention that I had four short jogs during the stretch of 100th Avenue as I proceeded from 140th to 148th Streets (Google Map) ─ that Google Map pinpoints where a turnoff called Green Timbers Access allows drivers to enter and park their vehicles and then access various walking trails, for the man-made Green Timbers Lake is very close to there.
Right around when I reached Green Timbers Access, despite the minimal clouding, it began to rain or hail very small snow pellets. They were insufficient to begin covering or even visibly wetting the ground or pavement, but I did notice them collected onto a parked black car's hood further on once I turned right onto 148th Street, for the tiny insignificant pellets were still falling for a block or two as I walked that latter street.
Of note was that I was able to see the moon ─ and the very gradual lunar eclipse. The 'top' of the moon was an arc as bright as is normal for the moon; but everything below that arc was a very murky rosy hue. I didn't notice the moon until I had reached the furthest point of my walk and was working my way back toward home. As I said, by then only the 'upper' arc or crescent of the moon was illuminated as normal, much as is shown at the finishing sequence of this time lapse illustration:
I did not realize it at the time, but I must have arrived home and thus just missed witnessing the total eclipse when the entire moon would have been that murky rosy colour.
Oh, well ─ next time, right? Cloud cover permitting, of course. Supposedly, there will be two total eclipses next year (2025): March 14 and September 7.
Anyway, I am quite certain that I was back to bed well before 5 a.m. Later, during a wakeful spell, I was of the opinion that my brother had risen, so that compelled me to check the time. It was only around 7:30 a.m., and I wanted more sleep.
I did roll over with that in mind, but I quickly grew too anxious. There were our usual morning shows for me to set up; and I knew that he had a 12:30 p.m. dental appointment, as well as having to pick up his girlfriend Bev at 10 a.m. every day this week except Sunday and drive her to work.
She lives approximately two miles from here, yet only lives five or six blocks from her place of employment. But my brother got roped into driving her months ago when she was suffering the effects of severe high blood pressure and was vulnerable to swooning, and now she is unwilling to release him from this bondage. She always used to walk to work.
And so, not knowing just how much programming we might manage, I rallied and forced myself out of bed.
The first video I tuned in on T.V. via our Android TV Box was Christopher James Pritchard's (A Warrior Calls) upload of yesterday to Rumble: They Won't Escape The Gallows.
Christopher always covers too much to detail by way of description. I will only say that I do marvel that he seems so optimistic that his day in a truly people's court is coming that will see politicians, medical authorities, law enforcement ─ everyone involved in promoting the pathological mandates that are killing and disabling so many of us ─ tried for what they have done to us.
There shall be no amnesty for them. They knew what they were doing to us.
We also watched some of a long video that Christopher recommended, but we broke from it when my brother had to leave for his girlfriend Bev. I then forsook the video entirely and tuned in a 35-minute upload yesterday to Rumble by Bright Light News: [INTERVIEW] Emergencies Act Inquiry Update With Tom Marazzo, Freedom Convoy Organizer.
Veteran Tom Marazzo speaks about the week that was at the Emergencies Act Inquiry in Ottawa, where Freedom Convoy organizers and participants finally go to have their voice. With police officials and Ottawa municipality members telling their side of the story for the first 12 days, a more honest picture of the Convoy’s purposes and activities emerged, but not without some controversy.
Join us as Marazzo, co-founder of the Veterans4Freedom.ca, gives us the latest, including turmoil within the Liberal party.
I wish that I had the resources allowing me to donate to some of these struggling organizations.
I suppose that the video ended around 11 a.m. or soon after, at which point my brother sought some bed rest, for he would not be returning from his dental appointment ─ his daily socializing would then become his priority.
So I tuned in a Liberty Coalition Canada 1½-hour (1:28:48) upload back on October 15 to Rumble: Western Whistleblower and Dr. Julie Ponesse Shed Light on the Toxic Atmosphere Inside the University.
#ENOUGHISENOUGH! Mike is joined by Western University staff member Lindsay Lowry and former Western faculty member Dr. Julie Ponesse to talk about the sad state of a once-great educational institution.
Episode Resource: Liberty Defense Fund: https://libertycoalitioncanada.com/our-legal-strategy/; Donate today!: https://libertycoalitioncanada.com/donate/; Democracy Fund: https://www.thedemocracyfund.ca/julie_ponesse.
My brother was to have what rest he got and then left well before the video was done. I had actually initially believed that it would not have interested him, but it most likely would have suited him.
Too bad.
It was already past 1 p.m. by the time I sought a nap. It was needed, but I was not down for too much over an hour.
We have had a sunny, very chilly day. I think that one of the two wasps just outside a bedroom window that I wrote about in yesterday's post was still alive prior to my nap, but when I checked afterwards, it had apparently died. I did notice at least one other that was hale enough to be flying, so the nest must not have entirely died off with the cold.
I fully intend to watch a Christmas movie early this evening, so I am going to close this post and make as fast a job as I can on one in my private blog ─ I feel the need to benefit from the effects of some dark rum.
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