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I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

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Wednesday, 27 November 2024

Best of Men

I have concluded a self-diagnosis and now believe that my left foot is suffering plantar fasciitis, for I have done nothing to bruise the heel ─ walking and doing short spans of slow jogging on occasion in either very old or else rather cheap new hikers and boots would most likely result in plantar fasciitis.

I pretty much rotate seven pairs of such footwear and put in seven walks a week that almost always exceed five miles. Last evening I only walked four miles, but half of that distance was to tote two dozen cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) home. That obviously increased my overall weight by 20 pounds.

When I got back home, my younger brother had yet to show up, so I got possession of the T.V.

My wife had texted me during my walk to ask that I please leave a bottle of red wine on her bed that I had most recently bought ─ she is critical of the various past wines I have stocked up on because they are many months ─ and some even a couple or so years ─ older since I bought them. In her mind, she believes that they have begun to taste bad. So she'll open one, and often leave it to me to finish because she did not favour what she drank of it.

They all taste the same to me! I find that red wine that is not particularly sweet and thus on the dry side tastes essentially the same, brand and bottle to brand and bottle.

Anyway, once home, I got the T.V. all set up with our Android TV Box, and killed time awaiting my brother's homecoming by watching a long YouTube video about the tourist-popular streets of Thailand's Pattaya.

I've run out of time for blogging, so I am going to cut this short.

We were to watch three shows that we follow in common.

First was Westworld ─ season three's episode two ("The Winter Line"). I noticed my brother examining the undersides of his eyelid, so he's as lost as it is possible to be thus far this season.

Next I tuned in Noughts + Crosses ─ episode two of season two. And I see now that only one episode remains ─ I did not realize that.

Our final show was Resident Alien ─ episode three ("141 Seconds") of season three. Lovely, as ever! A great series.

After my brother retired to his bedroom for the night, I anon got so caught up in watching some emotional Christmas-related videos on YouTube that I poured a shot of Captain Morgan Dark Rum (40% alcohol), and came damned near close to getting really drunk by staying up and watching a Christmas movie. I had already drunk three cans of Cariboo Malt and one of Bumper Crop Crisp Apple cider (7% alcohol), but fortunately I somehow held fast to the wee sense I had remaining and was able to get to bed ─ I don't know the time, but it would have been well past 3 a.m.

My wife had come home last evening before my brother, following her full workday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. She was to have today off work.

I think that it was likely after 8:30 a.m. when I rose this morning, not feeling at all hale for my late hours and the drinking. My brother was already watching T.V.

After I joined him past 9 a.m. and got his request to start operating our Android TV Box, I led us off with a better than an hour-long (1:07:39) video published yesterday at Rumble's ProgressiveTruthSeekers channel: The End of the U.S. Empire - Russia DESTROYS Sanctions and Rise of BRICS.

U.S. IMPERIALISM - FOLLOW THE MONEY

Danny Haiphong

In this must-watch discussion, renowned economists Richard Wolff and Michael Hudson analyze the collapse of the U.S. empire and the seismic shifts in the global order.

From Russia’s hypersonic advancements to the decline of the United States dollar and the rise of BRICS, they unpack the economic, political, and military dynamics reshaping the world.

Hosted by Danny Haiphong, this livestream brings you exclusive insights from two of the most respected voices in global economics.

Follow Richard Wolff: https://www.democracyatwork.info

Follow Michael Hudson: https://michael-hudson.com

After that we finished watching a video I had previously downloaded, but which we had watched less than a half hour of a couple of days ago. The long (1:44:52) documentary had originally been published July 13, 2019, to BitChute's Adaneth channel: Ancient World | Helen of Troy (Episode 2).

Episode 2: She is 'the face that launched a thousand ships'; the woman blamed for the Trojan War - a conflict that caused countless deaths - but who was the real Helen of Troy? Bettany Hughes travels across the eastern Mediterranean to disentangle myth from reality and find the truth about the most beautiful woman on earth. Helen's story is a dark and very human drama, interweaving pleasure and pain, sex and violence, love and hate: a tale that started with a messy love affair and ended with a bloody and disastrous conflict. Hughes argues that many images of the mythic Helen, from Hollywood movies to romantic paintings, have got her all wrong: Helen was the original sex goddess. And the film reveals just how a pre-historic princess in Bronze Age Greece - a real Helen - would have looked. The feature-length documentary takes in some of the most beautiful scenery of the ancient world, from the magnificent citadel at Mycenae and the spectacular shrine to Helen in Sparta, to the archaeological site in modern Turkey that will be forever linked with the war fought in Helen's name: Troy.

I see that the episode was first aired on BBC back in 2005, so it is probably 20 years old, and hostess Bettany would have been 37 or so years old at very most. I several times found myself so drawn in by her sexual allure that I lost all focus on what she was saying.

And yes, we previously watched the first episode, but quite some while ago now. There are several episodes to go, so I shall be enjoying young Bettany a while yet.

I must get to bed ─ I got delayed in my blogging early this evening by watching here on my bedside computer 9-1-1: Lone Star. Specifically, it was episode 17 ("Best of Men") of season four. I needed an excuse to have a can of Cariboo Malt following a light supper.

If interested, my source was this Cineb.rs link.

It was quite a dramatic and touching episode, for sure!

Despite my painful plantar fasciitis, I intend an early a.m. five-mile+ walk, so I intend to rise at 1:30 a.m. to commence readying, and it is already 10:15 p.m.

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