The Beast

Although my bedtime was towards evening's end yesterday, I never heard my wife arrive home from her day's work. She tends to have Wednesdays off work, so likely she was doing some partying.

My 6 a.m. cellphone alarm got me up this morning, but it didn't waken me ─ I was already conscious. As I slow-boiled water for my morning's mug of instant coffee with which to wash down an aspirin, I spent a half hour watering the front yard garden areas.

I didn't realize that the day was going to be overcast.

I drank my coffee while working on our T95Q Android 9 TV Box. I had downloaded MX Player Pro a day or two ago, but I discovered that it requires logging in to ... well, I never paid much heed as to what, but I remember that Google was one of the possible destinations.

I don't use any app that requires signing in to something like Google or any of those mainstream platforms ─ Google, Amazon, Facebook, etc. So I uninstalled it. Instead, I downloaded MX Player. I guess I'll have to do the same on our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box.

As well on the T95Q, I downloaded and then uninstalled the Downloader app because after trying to use it, I discovered that nothing I tried would allow me to scroll down the app's 'browser' ─ and I tried the mini-keyboard as well as the remote. So I instead installed the Unlinked app to help with finding and sideloading other apps.

Before I liked, it was already 7:30 a.m. and I had done nothing here on my bedside computer, and I still had to have my morning backyard tool shed exercise session. That latter was to prove the unremarkably usual single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

My younger brother only emerged from his bedroom just in time to access the living room T.V. by the 9 a.m. deadline I keep in place for him, so I waited until at least 9:10 a.m. before hobbling downstairs to join him for our morning T.V. together.

He almost immediately invited me to take over, so I fired up the R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box and tuned in a 19-minute (19:25) video uploaded May 1 to YouTube's The Sovereign Sphere channel: The Real Reason Carney Wants Canada to Be a Part of the EU.

Canada's PM Signed a Secret Police Deal With China. Now he's severing our relationship with the USA and running into the arms of the EU. Not just for trade....for a totally different agenda. 

Everyone's asking why Mark Carney is pivoting away from the US but hat's the wrong question. The right question is: why does a man who sat on the WEF board, co-chaired a $130 trillion Net Zero alliance, proposed replacing the US dollar, and served on the Bilderberg Steering Committee, think Canada's future belongs inside supranational institutions rather than as a sovereign nation? 

In this episode, we follow the thread of Carney's actual resume. Not what he says. What he built. So when he flies to Brussels and signs defence partnerships with the EU, and then lands in Beijing and calls Xi Jinping a strategic partner — while signing a secret police cooperation deal between the RCMP and China's Ministry of Public Security — this isn't trade diversification. This is institutional alignment. And Canadians never voted for it. 

We break down:

• The 3 times Carney rewired the global financial system with zero democratic mandate
• What the EU move is really about (hint: it's not canola)
• The full list of what was actually signed in Beijing
• Why 575 CCP-linked organizations operating in Canada just became harder to monitor
• And the question that will define the next decade for this country

If you care about Canadian sovereignty, this one is not optional. 

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I next tuned in a 31-minute (31:07) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's Juno News channel: Caroline Elliott's plan to END the NDP in B.C. | Caroline Elliott speaks with Harrison Faulkner.

Conservative Party of BC leadership candidate Caroline Elliott speaks with Ratio’d about her plans to win the party’s nomination contest and what she will do the end NDP’s hold on BC provincial politics.

Under David Eby’s leadership,Elliott argues British Columbia is facing economic decline, rising homelessness, and a worsening addiction crisis—issues she says have reshaped daily life across the province. In this wide-ranging interview, she lays out her vision for a revitalized conservative movement in B.C., one rooted in smaller government, fiscal restraint, and a pushback against what she describes as deeply embedded ideological influence within public institutions.

We got over halfway through when my brother expressed that the interview was too 'dry' for his linking, so I tuned out.

And thus it was that we watched Chicago Fire ─ episode 19 ("Take a Shot at the King") of season 11.

After that, switching over to the T95Q Android 9 TV Box and the USB drive or stick inserted into its USB 3.0 port, I played Yonderland ─ episode two ("Wizard Bradley") of the first season or series. My download source is now unrecalled, but it might have been at GOOJARA.to, or even this Dailymotion.com link.

The series is suitably silly enough for grown-ups.

After that came a 13-minute (13:20) video originally uploaded January 30, 2025, to YouTube's Ember channel: Abandoned.

In this van life vlog, I wake up at a beautiful campsite in Las Cruses, NM! I do camp activities and go for a hike where I discover an abandoned building!

I explore Organ, a ghost town bordering White Sands National Park. I do urbex (urban exploration) and check out the inside of an abandoned trailer. I visit the Space Mural Museum and go to a viewpoint!

Pure 'eye candy' there!

We finished up with a movie, but likely didn't get half way through it, so its conclusion will likely be tomorrow.

The movie was aborted so that my brother could seek further bed rest. My wife was to emerge from her bedroom just before noon and wordlessly go downstairs, so I chose to seek my nap.

I never fared too well, and was up again ere 1:10 p.m., I believe.

My wife usually leaves in the late afternoon ─ sometimes the early evening ─ on her Wednesdays off work, for she has Thursday off as well. She leaves and doesn't return until at least Friday afternoon, for she only works the latter part of that day. The past couple of Wednesdays, though, she never showed up until after she was finished working Friday evening.

Two evenings ago she gave me $600 in cash and asked me to e-Transfer her the same amount so that she could send it to her mother in Thailand. Well, it seems my suspicion that parting with that much cash would surely be a strain for my wife was valid, for towards mid-afternoon today she coyly beseeched $100 from me as she readied to later go out.

What else can I do but comply?

Not much after that I heard her eldest son come into the house, greeting Bev who was seated on the chesterfield in the living room and watching T.V. The young man ─ he's 31, I believe ─ lives with his girlfriend, having moved out of here towards the end of February last year, roughly when Bev was getting moved in.

Anyway, this is the first time in months that I have seen the genial guy. I don't know the story of why he was here without his own transportation, but apparently his mother was going to possibly drive him to the SkyTrain and he would get home from there. But who knows, maybe she decided to drive him all the was to where he lives near Metrotown in Burnaby.

Whatever the case, they left here no later than 3:15 p.m.

Even if I was not uncertain that my wife might return after dropping him off at the SkyTrain (if she did only take him there), I had already resigned myself to not using her bedroom for exercising today.

At present it is 5:19 p.m. and it is time for my blogging break so that I can watch three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while getting in a little drinking. I have already had my second and final meal of the day.

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I for sure ─ following my midday nap ─ thought that I would be having myself an early evening because I want to visit my financial institution's nearest ATM about a mile off. That would best require me getting up at 3 a.m. ideally to ready and deal with the wretched two-mile round trip hobble before the world around here starts getting at all busy with earliest commuters.

But as too often happens, I 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀ℯ𝒹 away the afternoon.

Anyway, I tuned in something new. The T.V. series Vegas ─ pilot episode one of the only season. I had myself a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) during it, and the beer was finished well before the show was at 7:09 p.m.

My source was at ActVid.watch ─ which is new to me.

I next watched The Gifted ─ episode 10 ("eneMy of My eneMy") of season two. My source was at SerialGo.watch (also new to me, I believe). Another beer accompanied it, of course. But I likely would have felt tearful emotion twice during the episode notwithstanding the extra alcohol.

The show was done 8:06 p.m.

Earlier I had considered just two shows and then getting to bed for the wee a.m. project. But I couldn't yet do it ─ i.e., get to bed. I needed a bit more alcoholic influence.

This equated to a dozen or so ounces of Chile's Vivo Reserva white wine (12½% alcohol).

Unfortunately, the singular extended South Asian family that moved into the cul-de-sac a few years ago and now occupies at least two houses and has children of pre- and barely-school age who are allowed to roar and scream amok and create all of the unbridled, abominable noise their hearts desire.

I had grown so enraged this evening by this aural intrusive abuse that I railed aloud helplessly against God and all who might be involved in my imprisonment in my life's situation ─ it seemed so unforgivably and diabolically malevolent.

Much of the show I tuned in had me distracted as much outrage renewed and my attention from the drama would become diverted.

It is stark that I am decaying. Not just my ageing, crippled physique; but my mind. And God cares nothing, which locks in the mental / moral decay all the more. Without sure hope, what is left?

The wine was devoted to The Alienist ─ episode five ("Belly of the Beast") of season two. My source was at M4uFree.cx.

It was an excellent episode, but I kept becoming withdrawn by my fury at the unbridled outburts outside, even though I had closed my window and the unworthy damned brats were abroad after sunset.

I am barely hanging on to what sanity is left me at this sorry stage of my dwindling life.

There is a loving God? I dare not air my accusations here ─ I have not the time.

The episode was done by 9:10 p.m., and at some point my brother had returned from wherever he had bused in the early afternoon to social drink, so now Bev was exulting in his presence and no longer watching T.V. alone as she drank her own white wine as is her practice or wont from maybe 4 p.m. until she retires at night.

I am going to forego the lengthy chore of brushing my teeth and get to bed by 10:30 p.m. at latest, if possible. Maybe I can still manage to rise at 3 a.m.

Right now it is 10:12 p.m.