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I made a comment a while back about how the world, having had a taste of cleaner air and rivers, would demand we do something about it when this pandemic is over. A survey on Sky news this morning showed I am right. It was the biggest concern of people.
Energy storage will be as big an industry as computing. It will be a very very big pie. I don't imagine we will be a Microsoft or Apple when the big boys come out to play but we could quite conceivably be a Dell.
In my opinion.
When I was a kid (I will be 59 later this month) there were a trillion stars in the sky. I don't know if there ever will be again in Britain. Even if we sort carbon emissions there will still be light pollution.
However, there are many more at the moment than there were before the pandemic. Take a look.
When I was in my mid-teens I left home (as you did back then) and moved to Bournemouth. In the street where one of my friends lived there used to be a hand painted van. A Dormabile or J4 I think. It had slogans and pictures hand painted on it. Save the whale - friends of the earth - and similar stuff.
My friends and I, along with everybody else, thought they were nutcases.
It turned out they weren't. The whales did need saving. So did the earth. Over the course of decades their message became mainstream and people started to pay attention and eventually enough people cared about the plight of endangered species that things started to change and now, thankfully, the whale population is in better shape.
You can, apparently, see the bottom of the canals in Venice for the first time in living memory.
You can, apparently, see the Himalayas from India for the first time in decades.
Smog levels in every city on the planet have gone down.
This pandemic has given a snapshot of a better world in many ways. I think it's a eureka moment.
When it's over I don't believe the world will accept going back to how things were. I think change will be demanded. Not in decades or even years. NOW!
BMN are at the forefront of a revolution. There isn't a company on the planet better positioned to take advantage.
All in my opinion of course.
Reteps, that's funny but let's not turn this into a comedy club.
There is nothing funny about it.
Having said that, I have worked as a Samaritan (believe it or not) and I can tell you now the thing that annoys people in pdubs position is people NOT talking about it and pretending it isn't happening.
The outpouring of of love and affection on this site will, I hope, be of some comfort to him. We all clearly hope and pray that a miracle cures him or at the very least he still has a long time left yet. Any one of us could drop dead in the next few minutes in fairness.
Whilst all that is true. I would like to say to pdub. If the worse does come to the worse ( God forbid)
What size shoes do you take mate?
Pdub, I am very, very saddened to hear your news.
You have been a stalwart on this board virtually forever and your reasoned posts and rebuttal of the trolls has been an integral part of our journey.
I really don't know what to say except stay strong and don't give up the fight.
Your virtual friend,
Numpty5
Good timing reteps.
I was originally scheduled to have an appointment with the surgeon yesterday. Obviously that isn't happening so I kind of forgot it to be honest. They tried to call me early yesterday to say it would be a phone appointment but I missed the call as I left the phone in the kitchen and was asleep at 8.30 am.
My wife, who leaves for work at 5.30 am received a call at 8.40 am. The caller said - are you Numpty5's next of kin?
Apparently she went white and nearly collapsed but now is not the time to be criticising our health service.
So, they asked her to inform me of a pm phone appointment, which she did. Never got the the call. Can't criticise the surgeon as he has been brilliant throughout the whole process and to be honest, given what's going on I can't believe they haven't dropped my file down the back of a filing cabinet. I wouldn't blame them if they did. I shouldn't feature on any health care workers agenda at the moment.
Anyway, to answer your question. The operation was on the neck and that is all fine and dandy. Got a decent scar that I pretend came from a sword duel with Lord montague of Belgravia over the good lady Tracy Smith.
The problem was in my left hand. Sadly there has not been a scrap of difference there. It's not impossible that there could be an improvement in the future- nerves regrow at an inch a month - but chances are there will be no improvement.
It is what it is. At least the crow didn't get me.
Thanks for asking. Appreciate it.
beginerman, you are an idiot.
'IAll talk, promises and no action'
Have you seen what this Company have achieved in the last 3 or 4 years?
I won't go on because you are not worth the effort but we have gone from a junior explorer to a multi mine multi processor with some of the greatest highest grade resources in the world and multiple processing plants.
We are single-handed driving the biggest revolution in the biggest growth market for the foreseeable future, energy storage, with a finger in every pie.
If you don't rate this Company then p*ss off you moron.
November 22nd 1963.
You know the date. Kennedy got shot dead. Everybody old enough remembers where they were that day, so they say. I do. I was 5 years old and at school. We all got told to go home. There were teachers crying and wailing and we had no idea what could have caused this. We heard that Kennedy had been killed but it meant nothing to us. To me it was like Bugs Bunny had died the way they went on. You have to bear in mind that most of my memories are with the vision of hindsight. It may have been like Mickey Mouse had got eaten by Sylvester. Either way we were happy to get out of school.
Somebody could kill somebody every day as far as we were concerned if it meant no school.
So, you don't need a history lesson from me. You know how it went down. Kennedy got shot. Now, it turns out he was under the illusion that he was running the show. He got the Russians to get their nukes out of Cuba and as far as he was concerned that was job done. He was now free to sh*g every woman he fancied which would let him. Given his position that was pretty much all of them.
However, he wasn't the only one to think he was running the show. Jimmy Hoffa. He probably had a better argument given the power of the teamsters back then. If you wonder why I favour him I would point you at the fact that the construction industry gave him a free burial. Unlike Kennedy, where the government or Jackie footed the bill.
Not that Jackie couldn't afford it given her elevation shortly after to the number one proponent of a certain industry previously held by Nell Gwynn. So we got sent home.
Due to a recent and fairly common unfortunate incident whereby we had to do a moonlight flit from a landlord we owed six weeks rent to, and Mum being too ****ed or otherwise engaged to switch my schools I had to walk through an affluent area to get back to the Bronx where I now lived. There was quite a difference in response. There was all these posh people weeping and wailing about how how terrible it was. One guy in this goofy looking jacket and this scarf thing around his neck tried to grab me. 'Oh it's terrible my child' he wailed into my ear. 'Come inside and let me comfort you!'
F*ck off I told him and stamped on his foot allowing me to wriggle free. I was used to nonces. In truth we all were. It was a fact of life back then. If one caught you, your mother told you to walk it off and your dad and his friends beat the crap out of him.
My cousin Ronnie used to get upset about it. He had six uncle's and not one ever touched him. Made him feel worthless. What's wrong with me he'd cry. I got a cute ars* don't I?
When I got back to the Bronx nobody gave a s*it. Well the women did. They knew they could never shag him now. The men however, they were like- whatever. There was much talk about his dumb brother taking liberties. I got a double ice-cream scoop from Mr Depaski and he never even realised!