Power cuts in Germany: Last year in Germany, 289,000 households had their power cut, at least temporarily, by suppliers due to unpaid electric bills. Hundreds of thousands had no lights, no warm water, could use neither stoves nor refrigerators, could not do laundry and had no access to radio, television or the internet. https://www.wsws.org/en/articles/20...o access to radio, television or the internet.
“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.”
Sounds lovely Mick. No TV, internet, radio, no light and no warm water. This was normal when I was a child. Our home was heated by a fire and we used to converse with each other.Power cuts in Germany: Last year in Germany, 289,000 households had their power cut, at least temporarily, by suppliers due to unpaid electric bills. Hundreds of thousands had no lights, no warm water, could use neither stoves nor refrigerators, could not do laundry and had no access to radio, television or the internet. https://www.wsws.org/en/articles/2020/10/13/pove-o13.html#:~:text=Last year in Germany, 289,000 households had their,no access to radio, television or the internet.
Yes I remember both of my grandmother's who were born in 1913 and 1904 talking about how they grew up without electricity (in Quebec and northern NY where it gets COLD!) and without the perks of our modern world and I remember vividly thinking how much I would have loved to grown up at that time, partly because they actually communicated with their families and neighbors! Can't imagine not having power today, but unfortunately I think it's coming to every part of the globe. Scary times ahead.Sounds lovely Mick. No TV, internet, radio, no light and no warm water. This was normal when I was a child. Our home was heated by a fire and we used to converse with each other.
Unfortunately most have had their fires bricked up..we had a open fire in our last house going toSounds lovely Mick. No TV, internet, radio, no light and no warm water. This was normal when I was a child. Our home was heated by a fire and we used to converse with each other.
I can recall a time when the roads were clear on a Sunday. Not a shop open, no one on the street and there was not a sound to be heard other than the sounds of nature and which in themselves, form the ‘silence’. The last period of silence I can recall was 1963, when we had snow right up to April. Stillness that I had never experienced until then. It was electrically ethereal as though the earth held is breath and nature slept. Life paused because there was nothing to respond to, no sense of life was attended, it was as though God had brought an end to time and in its wake, left an endless expanse of beauty that demanded our attention, like a truth that had been accomplished in its entirety and given the name of Peace.Yes I remember both of my grandmother's who were born in 1913 and 1904 talking about how they grew up without electricity (in Quebec and northern NY where it gets COLD!) and without the perks of our modern world and I remember vividly thinking how much I would have loved to grown up at that time, partly because they actually communicated with their families and neighbors! Can't imagine not having power today, but unfortunately I think it's coming to every part of the globe. Scary times ahead.
I have no imagination as to what technology God would give us. What I do know is that the busy sound of a city or aircraft flying overhead were not his design. People living like sardines ain't it either. I was watching something about Iceland last night. Because of constant volcanic activity, Iceland is actually growing in size a little at a time. It gave me the idea that our planet is not a finished product yet. The bible says we will still have deserts but it says they will bloom. That means water and sustainability. People being able to spread out.I can recall a time when the roads were clear on a Sunday. Not a shop open, no one on the street and there was not a sound to be heard other than the sounds of nature and which in themselves, form the ‘silence’. The last period of silence I can recall was 1963, when we had snow right up to April. Stillness that I had never experienced until then. It was electrically ethereal as though the earth held is breath and nature slept. Life paused because there was nothing to respond to, no sense of life was attended, it was as though God had brought an end to time and in its wake, left an endless expanse of beauty that demanded our attention, like a truth that had been accomplished in its entirety and given the name of Peace.
Yes I remember 3day week candles and being young having a great time!Sounds lovely Mick. No TV, internet, radio, no light and no warm water. This was normal when I was a child. Our home was heated by a fire and we used to converse with each other.
You are a poet...and don't even know it.I can recall a time when the roads were clear on a Sunday. Not a shop open, no one on the street and there was not a sound to be heard other than the sounds of nature and which in themselves, form the ‘silence’. The last period of silence I can recall was 1963, when we had snow right up to April. Stillness that I had never experienced until then. It was electrically ethereal as though the earth held is breath and nature slept. Life paused because there was nothing to respond to, no sense of life was attended, it was as though God had brought an end to time and in its wake, left an endless expanse of beauty that demanded our attention, like a truth that had been accomplished in its entirety and given the name of Peace.
Nah! I really never thought Putin was the bad guy. Anytime MSM discriminates and bashes anyone I believe they must be innocent or trying to expose the truth (a whistle blower)In case anyone is still laboring under the delusion that the energy price spike is the work of the dastardly Putin, they ought to read F.W. Engdahl's latest.
I was thinking the same thing @kirmmy. I mean BTD has a way with words…knowing how to put you in that place or time. Simply beautiful! I wonder if he’s ever considered being some kind of writer or poet!You are a poet...and don't even know it.
That sounded like something from a Hemingway novel. Beautiful prose, my friend. It made me want to be there.
I understood that reference!!“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.”
( referring to ATTACH 1758)
Oh the horror!and we used to converse with each other.
The price of the EU’s virtue signalling to NATO