Posts Tagged ‘Golden Oldies’

Of Time and Illusions in Great Tales of Time Part Two and of the Inconvenient Truth for England

November 6, 2016

Today in History, I bring you a somewhat different view of the Inconvenient Truth as oppose the common illusions of Time gone by.

 This day in 1605, November 5th were it not for one Englishman warning his brother who was a Lord not to go into Parliament that day and him, the Lord one, putting the warning out Guy Fawkes would have blown the Mother of Parliaments into smithereens and with it probably could have saved the World from Freedom and Democracy.

 When they became a Democracy is of course, a matter of conjecture and many Tall Tales of Illusions; only someone disavowed of all common sense would have called it a Democracy in India and their Ceylon, the latter occupied by that name they had given to Sri Lanka to which “The Great Mother of All Democracy” had banned and delivered by ship all the able bodied men who had resisted them in the Independent Republics of Transvaal and Free State that they had invaded for our gold, leaving a scorched earth and the lonely wives with children behind to die while their Husbands and Fathers suffered their fate in a distant land.

 What a pity Guy Fawkes failed?  He could even have saved the English from themselves and left a free Scotland and Ireland, the latter whom would not have sunk into the immoral mess the UK is today.

 But the mess as is evident in the collapse of their NHS may just run its full course and rid The World of the fallout that must follow on the demise of the Illusions of Freedom and Democracy.

 Good Lord, why did America want to save them from Hitler?

 In closure, my email address below still exists but I have been barred from accessing it myself, by the graciousness of a Party [or Parties] who are not fond of the common Truth.  I have checked in so far as any human being can do and Google through time and endless efforts clearly states that I exist but they can’t recognize me.  Anyone emailing me, do remind Google of my plight if you can locate a human brain hidden somewhere amongst the machines.  In the meantime WordPress still recognizes me and you will reach me with any comments in this Post, or in my Facebook.

 Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

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Of Time and some Statistics of Old America

June 29, 2016

This may look like a bit of side tracking in my series of Posts on Time but it is not.  It fits in with the topic that I have in mind and it came at a time that is appropriate on this day before we leave June of 2016.

My friend Iowa Jim passed it on in email; he has the wonderful ability to locate these gems of old stuff and the generosity of his nature to pass it on.  I am presenting it to you verbatim as I got it from him  Enjoy.

Life in the USA in the early 1800’s; very interesting statistics when you have nothing else to do.

The War of 1812 concluded in 1815, and in the decades to come, the United States developed a vast transportation system, a national bank, and interstate trade. The economy blossomed, and canals, roads, cities, and industrialization expanded.

England’s defeat in the War of 1812 also removed barriers to westward expansion and, tragically, accelerated Native American removal.

Two hundred years ago, the United States stood at the edge of a frontier — both literally and figuratively. So what was life like at that exciting time?

Population: By 1815, the United States had grown into a country of 8,419,000 people, including about 1.5 million slaves. (Official estimates are available for the entire population in 1815, but slave counts were conducted during the censuses of 1810 and 1820. In the 1810 census, there were 1,191,362 slaves; by the 1820 census, there were 1,538,022 slaves). While a population of less than 10 million seems small compared to today’s count of over 320 million people, the population in 1815 had more than doubled since the country’s first census, taken in 1790, when there were 3,929,214 people. The population would continue to increase by more than 30 percent each decade for much of the 19th century.

Almost all of this growth was due to high birth rates, as immigration was low in 1815, slowed by European wars that raged from 1790 to 1815. Only about 8,000 per year entered during this period. The 1820 census counted 8,385 immigrants, including one from China and one from Africa.

Food: Because these innovations in transportation were still in their infancy in 1815, however, most Americans ate what they grew or hunted locally. Corn and beans were common, along with pork. In the north, cows provided milk, butter, and beef, while in the south, where cattle were less common, venison and other game provided meat. Preserving food in 1815, before the era of refrigeration, required smoking, drying, or salting meat. Vegetables were kept in a root cellar or pickled.

For those who had to purchase their food, one record notes the following retail prices in 1818 in Washington, D.C.: beef cost 6 to 8 cents a pound, potatoes cost 56 cents a bushel, milk was 32 cents a gallon, tea 75 cents to $2.25 a pound. Shoes ran $2.50 a pair. Clothing expenses for a family of six cost $148 a year, though the record does not indicate the quality of the clothes.

Life Expectancy: The boom in native population in the early 19th century was even more remarkable considering the low life expectancies of the time. By one estimate, a white man who had reached his 20th birthday could expect to live just another 19 years. A white woman at 20 would live, on average, only a total of 38.8 years. If measuring from birth, which counted infant mortality, life expectancy would have been even lower. A white family in the early 19th century would typically have seven or eight children, but one would die by age one and another before age 21. And, of course, for slaves, childhood deaths were higher and life expectancy was even lower. About one in three African American children died, and only half lived to adulthood.

Disease was rampant during this time. During the War of 1812, which concluded in 1815, more soldiers died from disease than from fighting. The main causes of death for adults during this period were malaria and tuberculosis, while children most commonly died from measles, mumps, and whooping cough, all preventable today.

Housing: More than four out of every five Americans during the early 19th century still lived on farms. Many farmers during this time also made goods by hand that they’d use, barter, or sell, such as barrels, furniture, or horseshoes. Cities remained relatively small and were clustered around East Coast seaports: New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Boston, and Charleston, South Carolina. In the 1810 census, New York, the largest, was home to 96,373 people. By 1820, the population would reach 123,706. Try out a search of 1800s census records on the Ancestry website.

Employment: Industrialization would soon accelerate urbanization. In England, the Industrial Revolution had begun in the mid-18th century, and despite attempts made to restrict the export of technology, in 1789, a 21-year-old Englishman memorized the plan for a textile mill and then opened a cotton-spinning plant in Rhode Island. By 1810, more than 100 such mills, employing women and children at less than a dollar a week, were operating throughout New England. By the 1830s, textile production would become the country’s largest industry.

Wages for other industries during the time ranged from $10 to $17 a month for seamen. Farm laborers after the end of the War of 1812 earned $12 to $15 dollars a month. A male school teacher earned $10 to $12 a month; a female teacher earned $4 to $10. In Massachusetts, a tailor and printer could both expect to earn $6 a week, while a servant might earn only 50 cents a week.

Transportation: Industrialization affected the country in other ways, of course. In 1815, there were no steam railroads in America, so long-distance travel was by horseback or uncomfortable stagecoach over rutted roads. Cargo moved by horse-team was limited to 25-30 miles a day. But in 1811, Congress signed a contract for the construction of the National Road, the first highway built by the national government. By 1818, it had crossed the Appalachian Mountains, fostering westward expansion.

In 1815, Americans were also discovering steamboat travel. In 1807, Robert Fulton had opened the first steamboat ferry service, between Albany and New York City. By 1815, advances in technology allowed a rival to ferry arms and ammunition to General (later President) Andrew Jackson at the Battle of New Orleans, the last battle of the War of 1812, and then to steam back up the Mississippi and then the Ohio to Pittsburgh, proving the feasibility of steamboat navigation of the mighty river.

Entertainment: For recreation, horse racing became increasingly popular by the time of the War of 1812. Singing and sheet music became widely popular, particularly “broadside songs,” or lyrics printed on a sheet of paper and sold for a penny. The sheet had no music, but instructed the purchaser which popular, well-known tune the words could be sung to. The songs often had to do with current political or military events. At the other end of the artistic spectrum, the Boston Handel and Haydn Society, formed in 1815, performed Handel’s “Messiah” in its opening concert.

Finally, singing played a large part in one of the most significant social movements of the time — and in all of America’s history — the Second Great Awakening. From 1790 to 1830, wave after wave of Protestant evangelism swept across the country. Tens of thousands of people would attend a single camp meeting, marked by enthusiastic preaching and audience singing and participation. These more informal services, led by itinerant preachers, also helped tie settlers on the Western frontier to the cultural life of the rest of the country. The Second Great Awakening also fostered greater participation by women and African Americans, who continued developing their artistic traditional of spiritual music during this period.

I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

Up the I-75 a full year event

August 3, 2015

Three score and fifteen today; just cruising along.

Act your Age 

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

Memories of my Journey of Life

May 31, 2015

There are so many; each one is precious beyond description.

 Then we have the rare ones; they are perhaps not more precious than others but they are so rare that they dare not be told in mortal words. They are to be gift wrapped and passed on with love and care.

 But can you wrap a memory and transmit it?

 I shall try because this one is so precious and I am faced with another problem with him. It is copyright and the author as well as the Blog Owner are such special people, plus in this instance the man only known as Nolanimrod who passed the link on to me is more than precious.

 Please do yourself the favor and read this link with great care. I am down on the ground but my spirits are soaring high above. Please allow me some time to explain. I shall do that later when I have recovered; just read this now:

 http://takimag.com/article/all_this_i_had_forgotten_theodore_dalrymple/print#axzz3bkS6h7dy

 Recognition and Credit to and in honor of Taki’s Magazine

 

African America the next Rainbow Nation

April 15, 2015

Have a good look at your future. Read all the links in this one:

https://ikejakson.wordpress.com/2015/04/14/in-memory-of-naspers/

Get a card reader to interpret if for you.

Then you start taking photographs of all your monuments while you still have them and save it for your grandchildren.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

Another FIRST for South Africa

March 15, 2015

Yes, we have made it. Olè Olè, as we head down the tubes.

 http://www.bbc.com/news/health-31876219

 If the old one is not working as well as it used to, Welcome to Mandelaland and get a new one, complements of President Regop Jakop Zoomah. He is still doing fine with his 73 years old weapon; 18 happy wives to prove it.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

I have Conquered

February 28, 2015

I made it today.

 It was kind of made for me by something in a small local e-Mag called the Daily Maverick. They deserve and get the recognition.

 It jumped out from the daily quote just below the headline of yesterday’s edition but I only got to read it just now.

 Commence quote:

“This man has conquered the world! What have you done?”

The philosopher replied without an instant’s hesitation, ‘I have conquered the need to conquer the world’.”
Steven Pressfield, historian and all-round fantastic writer. It’s Friday, don’t try and take over the world. That’s a Monday kind of task.

Ends Quote.

The Maverick is worth reading for its wide coverage of events of the day and reflections of history affecting current events. It covers politics for all tastes, which is a rare achievement in a World of partisan divisions. Research is of a high standard; it covers major sport events, a daily cartoon by Jerm and even gives you a short glimpse of weather conditions around the World for the day.

 It’s almost two hours after midnight. I have conquered and hope to keep it that way. Good night Folks.

Of all the Stupid things people do, Hi-Tech takes the lead

February 5, 2015

 

 

Midnight will find me on my keyboard tonight.

I am cheesed off, mad as hell, disgusted with modern finance and economic experts; darn I will be 75 years old and I have seen it all. Large companies are now run by computer chips operated by young snot-nosed kids that know everything about hi-tech but not a thing about the foundation of business requirements, except maybe one guy at Standard Bank South Africa.

I am going to try and find him/her if he/she does indeed exist. This Post is my starting point

I have been up a few times during the night but the idea to do this got me out of bed.

The year ahead will be a tough one for the World. It will be a Year to Remember for many; some hard decisions will have to be made by Mankind. I am only mentioning that in passing; today it must wait for when it comes.

Let me get back to Standard Bank.

It has been the only decent Bank in South Africa for a long time. There has been one other one not to bad but I found them involved with a scumbag firm of CFD Traders a while ago and wrote them off too; the others I won’t touch with a bargepole.

Standard Bank remained a pillar of light in the gloom; they had their ups and downs; their customer fees are way out of line by now but they still maintained a small number of old timers in their branch offices you can go in and talk too; very few indeed, but you could find one when you needed one.

That was still the case a while ago before they jumped on the high hi-tech wagon. In their favor I have to add that they didn’t cast all human brains out like most of the competition but hi-tech started taking control and they started to become like the others, well almost as bad. It did remain possible to find a common sense soul when you really need him/her; that was so until about two weeks ago.

That night when I logged in the computer screen told me my browser is out of date and I must upgrade it. Being not fully run by hi-tech yet there was an almost invisible screen option to “upgrade later” in the middle near the top of the screen and I pressed it.

Up jumped a new screen telling me how retarded I am for still sitting with this old browser and that, yes I may now [having pressed the button that I will upgrade later] proceed with my old version but I won’t have such a unique and pleasurable experience of modern browsing as with this new wonder now on offer to which I must press for the immediate upgrade.

I ignored the bull and pressed to continue. You won’t believe this; the old system had been removed and I had to work through a kinder-garden version of a thirty year old computer effort just to get my account balance, but that was not all. Last Thursday, January 29th I needed to pay a beneficiary and with great trepidation logged on. The empty screen only informed me that it is indeed a Standard Bank web page but nothing else. There was no old or new program. I blew my top, found an old Standard Bank IT Support email address in my WAB and sent them this email:

From me

To: Standard Bank On-Line Support
Account Number: ***stars in here for security
My Branch name
Branch Code ***stars in here for security
I am now so sick and tired of Standard bank I can scream or hope somebody drops a massive bomb on your offices to wipe you out.
Don’t you people do any market research and ask customers what they need. My connection and Internet banking has now been working for years but you suddenly without consulting me want to force me to upgrade my browser.  My old browser works well on everything else and I need an upgraded browser like I need a hole in the head.  Until this morning it worked though if I press the button not to upgrade now or upgrade later it won’t move.
Get my system running or go take you bank and jump in a lake?    Don’t you big money guys understand that you have thousands of little clients each paying his R43 per month for two or three transactions, never bothers you or exceeds his limits but can’t just go and buy a new computer every time the young idiots in IT wants to prove why you have to keep them working there.
Fix my computer.  I have been happy with the old browser and the way it worked.  Run it parallel the way it worked in the past.  Jeez, don’t you guys know about parallel runs no more?
Let me know what in hell you decide.  I need to pay a beneficiary his money.
**** my name for security
my email address for security

**** for my tele no for security

I then CC copied my email to the media and an entire bunch of my friends and for some or other reason probably due to my frustration and excitement also a copy to the Western Cape Government.

Would you believe it? I don’t have much faith in governments but this one Province happened to be controlled by an opposition Party I sometimes vote for and because a friend who is our city council alderman asked me to support him. Well, the only reply I got to my tirade was a nice friendly letter from the Western Cape Government advising me that I probably need to write to Standard Bank and proceeded to give my all the contact details that I may need of them as well as her full contact details as representative of the Western Cape Government. Do you know any computer hi-tech ignoramus that can write an email’ well, I have never met one.

What a pleasant surprise when I logged into Standard this morning? My old outdated browser page was back; it’s now running parallel and I don’t have to press any “upgrade later” button; that has been removed as well.

It’s now past midnight Friday, February 06, 2015 12:39 AM out our way.

I am going to try and get this Post in and will then with the aid of the link try to locate the one remaining guy with common sense at Standard Bank to thank him and wish him/her well on the road of sanity.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

Nomogeny

January 17, 2015

 

There has not been an English word as in the headline. I am creating it now and adding it to the dictionaries of the English World. Wise people in other languages will follow it or their races will die.

I was deeply perturbed by this recent Post in America:

http://theconservativetreehouse.com/2015/01/07/the-republican-party-is-done/

The argument is deeply flawed; the timing is bad and it is short-sighted in the most extreme, a weakness in much of modern American thinking.

Let me first in very short sum up who I am by telling you what I used to be.

We grew up in a tolerant atmosphere of the workers class. Our Dad was, I discovered almost too late, a working man in the labor class but had a good brain, something he passed on to all five siblings.

I never thought that I was clever [we grew up without luxuries and that was one we never had] but at school just found all my subjects easy. It was only when I was doing a working diploma that people on occasion asked me: “But how do you remember this or that?” that I discovered that I had a natural aptitude for figures, dates and numbers. When I got a distinction in Statistics at Tech Diploma level I was hooked and in the end qualified as a research statistician with academic qualifications and forty years experience by the time I retired.

Life had in the meantime lead me to liberal politics; having grown up with apolitical parents when liberal meant kindness and understanding your neighbor’s point of view even when you did not always agree, we had no time for, or interest in politics by the time I was twenty years old. The working class neighborhood I grew up in was racially mixed but I have to say that was in the context of our part of South Africa at the time, when racially mixed was white, brown and Malay people. I never met a black person in my life before I turned 25 when they started to appear in the work place in small numbers and those I met were like all the people I had grown up with. I discovered that their English was slightly different from the way we spoke it but they were all nice people.

Now you must bear in mind that, unlike what the World has as a picture of South Africa, the system of strict racial separation in residential areas [called Apartheid] was introduced after I had been working for a few years and I could not understand most of it. As the system expanded I became more inclined to disagree with it and by the time I had chosen my life career just before I reached age 30 I left White Politics and devoted my entire adult life to a multi-racial South Africa. I became an Alan Paton and Beyers Naude fan; met a lot of black people I never had any problem with but, of course, the school and residential segregation system was there which meant that my contact with black people was only at work level and in shops and restaurants.

So my excitement about our Freedom Day April 27th of 1994 knew no bounds but slowly, very slowly small things started to worry me about the change to total Black dominated Government. It is far too much to explain in one Post; suffices as Ronald Reagan would have called it “the ANC left me in 1998.” I abruptly let them go and two years later early-retired to a small town in the area of my birth, racially mixed colored brown people and whites and a few black police officers. I support our school that is racially, language and religion mixed and I like it. We even have a few Muslim children in our school too and it is a rather nice mix. I love it but I do however despise the arrogance and corruption of the all-black ANC Government. You have to live under them to understand what happened to my dreams of racial equality.

Back to the Post above! America has a very nice two Party system right now with a goodly size floating vote. That is your salvation and you must PRESERVE AND PROTECT that with your lives.

I can relate to some of the arguments put forward in favor of a third real Conservative Party but I am amazed that the author cannot see the difference between Jeb Bush and Hillary Clinton. I almost want to scream at him: “But can’t you see the difference in the spelling between the names Bush and Clinton.

America, oh Land I love and once a few years ago would have given my right arm to live there, get some sense and vote the Dems out hell gone into oblivion in 1916 and for crying out loud elect a White Male at that point with a White Veep Male or Female. Secondly, get Sarah Palin with a White Male Veep in 1920 or become a nomogenous Society like we have.

You won’t like it, I assure you.

If your Black voters complain [please drop the African American nonsense] suggest to them to come back to the land of their ancestors and see how they like that.

They won’t like it; can assure you of that as well.

I am on record in several places stating that my interpretation of homogeny is not only in skin color or race but also in matters of behavior, principles, faith, honor, duty and self respect.

Nomogeny is my word for the society where none of these traits are present. That is what we have ended up with in South Africa, the total opposite of Homogeny.

America is but a step or two away from Nomogeny. If you don’t get a conservative White Republican President and Veep into the White house 2016 you are done for it.

 

Christmas 2014 and I and You

December 25, 2014

It is now 04:44:45 AM as I sit on my keyboard. Dawn will be out in about one hour where I live.

 I have been up a few times during the night but the idea to do this got me out of bed.

It will be my 75th Christmas but I can’t remember anything about the first one in 1940 because I was only a few months old at the time; in fact I now realize that I cannot remember anything about my birth.

My awareness of life started with my 6th Christmas and I remember many vividly though there is a faded era of them in my twenties; why this is so I don’t know.

Anyway, all of them since I retired [the 14th one today] stand out in my memories; this is the 6th one that I am the oldest male survivor in two generations of the clan. It is also the third one on which I will be the oldest one in longevity of males in the clan. Please note that I am not the leader of the clan; that honor belongs to the son of our first brother. It was unanimous in the clan because his father had been the undisputed leader or the clan. We still inherit these things in the life I was born into and lived.

Between my 55th and 60th Christmases I had a lot of dealings with retiring people because that was the business I was in but I had not yet developed any prolonged relationships with retired people; the past 14 years that’s about the only relationships I have developed because most of us in the small town where I reside are retired.

I have come to realize that money doesn’t mean much to me. When I retired one million was an enormous fortune of money in a retirement package; mine wasn’t anywhere near that. I have survived and must admit that I find the current Media obsession with money slightly offensive.

I want to be happy today and walk about town just shaking hands with every person I shall come across. It is a good life.

I have learned to pray again the past few years and will remember a few names I shall refer to when praying today. If anyone who knows me would like to remember my name when you pray, I know that Someone will be listening.

The year ahead will be a tough one for the World. It will be a Year to Remember for many; some hard decisions will have to be made by Mankind. I am only mentioning that in passing; today it must wait for when it comes.

Dawn has just arrived; at 05:23:11 AM on the computer clock.

Have a wonderful Christmas 2014.