Housekeeping

 

After a review of some earlier work, I've set out to do some editing.
Both in the text and layout of certain posts, some of it just awful, including the addition of some new labels. You may notice them beneath some of the prose, set as indicators of topic as well as access to similar postings.

Most consisted of seasonal markers, amidst the newer, haphazard rantings and mad verse that sprang up on this site in the wake of our ever more haphazard, and dare I say questionable, existence.

Before I came to some of the more lugubrious postings, however, circa early 2020, my efforts failed to induce a response. A quick check of the network connection found nothing amiss. Could it be the JavaScript? Facebook is notorious for its piece meal patchwork of coding (never mind those awkward pop-up notices of "glitches" that occur when one posts something too sensitive). I'm not sure. After all, Meta has a business to run, as well as user numbers to puff up for latent advertisers.

Then, of course, there's the EU, with its hodgepodge of blatant laws restricting certain speech, especially that critical of policy. I can't say. I do know, with a 20th century eye sharpened in passage to a new millennia, there are no coincidences. Perhaps I should include censorship as one of the new labels I'm suggesting.

It's not important, really. At least, until one decides it is. That's a personal choice. In the meantime, I humbly ask your patience with this mad poet's vision. Your comments are always welcome.