In September, I visited Bellingham, Northumberland with Mason, my German Shepherd. We visited St Cuthbert’s church and well (Cuddy’s Well) and walked up Hareshaw Linn. The water from the well is reputed to have healing and protective properties, so I baptised Mason there and then, figuring he could do with some protection from evil spirits. St Cuthbert’s is one of a very few stone arched churches in England, basically because the locals got fed up with rebuilding the wooden roof trusses every time the Reivers raided across the Scottish border and burned the church down!
I trust some, and I learned to trust your words when you were still wearing your 'Red Badge of Courage" I was just kidding about your green check mark. You instantly responded to a threat to your credibility and won what I thought was an impossible battle. Jaime defeated Goliath with her hands tied behind her back! Amazing.
Ha, I wish it was so Kerry. In reality, just a tiny victory. The fact that so many Substack writers are automatically blacklisted is a cause for concern.
Yes, very rapid response from Norton. I was reviewing all my subscriptions for similar abuse by Norton and was racking up a long list of substack authors that I read with red marks. It seems to me to be a "Red Badge of Courage" Then I noticed that your red exclamation mark had turned into a green check mark.
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Everyone else is still marked red with "caution".
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Jaime, I'm not sure I can continue to respect someone who has been approved by the powers that be...
I do enjoy your stories about your dogs, Mason sounds like a true companion. Now, about the word “Triskaidekaphobia, the fear of 13, a number commonly associated with bad luck in Western culture” (mathworld.wolfram.com) that word is not often heard nor often encountered in the modern world. And you provoked a mental cascade in me with your efforts to push thru your doubts, overcome numerous obstacles, and finally succeed.
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I too have an ‘awareness’ of the number 13, and its power to disrupt your plans. I started to donate blood a few years ago and was doing well with a donation every 56 days. (we can do that here in the States) My regular donation was normal except for the unusual event of having the nurse who usually did the jab standing back and supervising a young man who seemed to be fumbling every step. I stopped him and questioned him about his confidence and his experience and the nurse answered that he was ‘fully qualified’.
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She did not say he that he had any experience and did not mention his lack of confidence. Well, he stabbed the needle right thru the vein and into the artery right below it and then jumped back. I’ve seen arterial blood spurt high before, motorcycle accidents, but never my own. I mused that it was bright red and saw two pulses of blood spurt all over my arm, the chair and onto the floor before the nurse jumped in slapped a patch and tourniquet over the fountain.
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I was moderately angry with myself for not stopping the procedure because in retrospect he was not qualified, obviously. I told the nurse to go ahead and tap the other arm because I was there to donate blood not spill it on the floor. She told me that I would have to wait another 56 days, blah, blah, blah, rules.
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I turned to the artery stabber, the coward, the fearful idiot and told him “Well, the Red Cross tells me every time I donate blood that I have saved three lives with my donation… so I guess you killed three people today.”
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He left the room in tears.
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But that is not the amusing part, I realized later when I looked at my records; that donation was my 13th. What Demon would possess that weak coward and cause the deaths of three people? I do not believe in fate, the event had nothing to do with me, that young inexperienced fearful phlebotomist was going to put blood on the floor and ‘kill three people” the first time he tried to do his job. I do not donate blood to save three lives, I just said that to mess with him.
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Drat, and other Anglo-Saxon words, just a coincidence I told myself. An ancient superstition will not interfere with my plans. An ancient Demon will not control me. I went back to my regular schedule of every 56 days and it all went well until the 26th scheduled donation. Yep, another guy who was nervous. If he were a dog, he would have had his tail between his legs. But he did have experience and it all went well until the needle pulled out of my vein. Damn, another gusher of blood on the floor, but not so bright red this time. He did not use enough tape to wrap the needle firmly to my hairy arm and the weight of the donation in the collection bag pulled the needle out. They cleaned me up and wrapped it off and I just walked out and never went back.
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I just donated my 39th pint in November and for that event I carefully selected the calmest most serene phlebotomist in my 6th donation facility. I told her she was the one, the only one who could jab me. I told them that I liked her aura and I would just walk out if they tried to do me with anyone else. They gave in to my requests and she did her usual professional job and all the blood went in the bag. ‘3 more lives saved’
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And I conquered my ‘awareness’ of Triskaidekaphobia by being my usual demanding controlling jerk self. Heck, I’m not selling plasma I’m donating whole blood. I was forced to take control of their operation and show them the error of their ways.
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Your method of persistent charming persuasion is perhaps better, well, we both know it is, but how are you going to persuade a hairy ape, a jerk since birth, to be charming?
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Your Winston Churchill once said “An American ... is sometimes like a bull who carries his own China shop around with him.”
Jamie I was reading your wonderful story about your trip with Mason on my phone on a break during my morning run on New Year’s Day and sent this link to my laptop for later comment.
Yeah, my computer security program “Symantec’s Norton” highlighted the link in red and popped up a warning. “SUSPICIOUS LINK”
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Norton pop-up message:
“Norton now warns you of suspicious links in your email to protect you from malicious activity.”
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It was a heart-warming story about a girl with her dog and the agony one goes thru when they are sick for God’s sake. Not a “SUSPICIOUS” site.
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I do have something called “LINK GUARD” enabled in my Norton Security settings which will “Identify unsafe links in Webmail, Facebook, and Twitter”. I do believe that setting is enabled by default on ‘millions of computers’.
I clicked the link and opened this page on Norton’s site: (I do not think that substack will post web address’ but here it is)
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Norton Safe Web has analyzed jaimejessop.substack... for safety and security problems.
My Marathon Run on the beach on New Year's Day is another one of my habits, that I started in 2015, to counter the belief that whatever one does on New Year's Day will affect the entire year. I am a math nerd and refuse to accept fate as my destiny or irrational beliefs as my guide.
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“Seize the Day?” Ha! “Seize the Year!” I will make my own destiny.
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And then on New Year’s Day I discover this automated slander of a social commentator that I admire who merely wants to debate “the science” and not embrace the cult mindlessly. There is a link on Norton for me to post a “review” of the site, your site, but I hesitate to muddy the waters. Who am I to think that I could change their opinion with just a few of my words?
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I believe I once wrote that “all my heroes were banned from twitter” and I used the word ‘hero’ from the Oxford English Dictionary, “a hero is a person who is admired for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.” I did not need the cheers of millions to recognize heroic behavior or courage and will not heed the jeers of millions either but, I do have to admit it made me raise my eyebrows. I’m impressed.
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You have been noticed and selected to be marginalized. The millions in the mob don’t matter, their opinion is manipulated, but the ones who flip the switches, who signal “thumbs up or thumbs down” have recognized the courage and the power of your words.
.
They know the words of Alexander the Great who said; “I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lioness.”
Hi Kerry, thanks for notifying me of this. I have submitted a dispute. They categorised the page as "Suspicious,Political/Social Advocacy,News". How ridiculous! I've got Bitdefender and it notifies me that I am navigating to an 'online threat' every time I go to Tony Heller's Real Climate Science website. I'm pretty sure there is an organised censorship operation going on which the 'internet security' tech firms have opted into.
Yes, definitely an ‘organized censorship organization’ with evil intentions. They will not debate; they can not debate they must control the message every day and block someone like you who writes meticulous well documented essays that must sting.
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I was having so much fun with my ‘fight the 13th” curse’ that I did not really make my point.
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There are numerous security programs like Norton with various levels of lockdown or lockout. I got a red flag and a pop-up warning but could still click thru to your site. Some security will disable the link, some will block it from being delivered, if I were to ‘share’ one of your essays it might not even make it to the recipient, and you would never know, and I would never know.
I was banned from Google once; I was showing off to some friends and hacked their algorithm and ‘owned the first 200 entries’ of a common keyword. 20 pages of my stuff. But they only banned the IP address of my server so I switched over to another IP address, deleted all my mischief and got back on.
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I am still in awe of your accomplishments of being banned on twitter and now red flagged to millions of people on Gmail…. 10’s of millions perhaps. And yet, here you are, fighting on. (I just checked and Google claims 1.8 Billion active email addresses.)
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I once spent ten years, of my spare time, pursuing one of my ‘ideas’. When one chooses to work 100-hour weeks one has much spare time. It was worth it because I did not need the money, it was a long-term investment idea that paid off big at the end. I spotted an opportunity and gambled with some extra money and time and it really did not matter if I won or lost, perhaps I can only say that because I won.
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I do not have the right to say this but, if you have been noticed by a group that can turn on or turn off 1.8 billion people’s access to your words, I’m not sure you can win. I don’t see a path open to victory for you. Think not David and Goliath but Goliath and Jaime with her hands tied behind her back.
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Maybe if you discover ‘their keywords’ assume a ‘nom-de-plume’ and start another substack. Perhaps with another email address, perhaps with another topic, etc.
Google and the UN 'own' the science of climate change so they are probably actively censoring all climate sceptic websites, from my own humble enterprise right up to the likes of WUWT. Setting up another website would probably be a waste of time as soon as it gets noticed. But I'm back on Twitter, slowly building a new following, and calling out the climate zealots on their BS.
Thanks for the post. Aw, feeling and reason, both sources of information, and both affect each other.
Ultimately I think they are the same, and both based on intuition, when pure. One notes that any thought expressed, is, in itself, timeless, it is just the expression of it that requires time, or formatting. Often in doing research say on global warming, I "feel" that a statement is false or true, and then must process that feeling to define the logic of it.
I am glad Mason is doing well. I have 4 German Shepherds and love them all dearly. Mon and Dad are getting older so I am so glad the two young ones have inherited the great nature of the parents. They are such great company.
Many years ago when I was doing a lot of sheet metal work with all the assorted cuts and slashes, a good friend of mine - a professional sheet metal worker - recommended that instead of trying to stick myself back together with sticking plaster I glued my cuts together with Loctite Bearing Fit industrial machinery adhesive, this was before Superglue - a considerably inferior adhesive - was commonly available to the public.
And it worked a treat!
Stings a bit, but is much superior to sticking plasters.
Since then I have notices it is commonly used in surgery too.
It was kind and appropriate for the vet to not charge fully for the second procedure, and the third as well I think. So many vets appear to be such "profit" centers.
I keep well away from vets normally as my dogs are generally so healthy and I haven't taken them in for any 'booster' jabs in years. But I'm very impressed by this practice.
I trust some, and I learned to trust your words when you were still wearing your 'Red Badge of Courage" I was just kidding about your green check mark. You instantly responded to a threat to your credibility and won what I thought was an impossible battle. Jaime defeated Goliath with her hands tied behind her back! Amazing.
Ha, I wish it was so Kerry. In reality, just a tiny victory. The fact that so many Substack writers are automatically blacklisted is a cause for concern.
Yes, very rapid response from Norton. I was reviewing all my subscriptions for similar abuse by Norton and was racking up a long list of substack authors that I read with red marks. It seems to me to be a "Red Badge of Courage" Then I noticed that your red exclamation mark had turned into a green check mark.
.
Everyone else is still marked red with "caution".
.
Jaime, I'm not sure I can continue to respect someone who has been approved by the powers that be...
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Just kidding! Bad Joke... mostly
LOL, no, you're right. You can't trust anyone these days. It's highly suspicious that I can get a green check mark so quickly!
I do enjoy your stories about your dogs, Mason sounds like a true companion. Now, about the word “Triskaidekaphobia, the fear of 13, a number commonly associated with bad luck in Western culture” (mathworld.wolfram.com) that word is not often heard nor often encountered in the modern world. And you provoked a mental cascade in me with your efforts to push thru your doubts, overcome numerous obstacles, and finally succeed.
.
I too have an ‘awareness’ of the number 13, and its power to disrupt your plans. I started to donate blood a few years ago and was doing well with a donation every 56 days. (we can do that here in the States) My regular donation was normal except for the unusual event of having the nurse who usually did the jab standing back and supervising a young man who seemed to be fumbling every step. I stopped him and questioned him about his confidence and his experience and the nurse answered that he was ‘fully qualified’.
.
She did not say he that he had any experience and did not mention his lack of confidence. Well, he stabbed the needle right thru the vein and into the artery right below it and then jumped back. I’ve seen arterial blood spurt high before, motorcycle accidents, but never my own. I mused that it was bright red and saw two pulses of blood spurt all over my arm, the chair and onto the floor before the nurse jumped in slapped a patch and tourniquet over the fountain.
.
I was moderately angry with myself for not stopping the procedure because in retrospect he was not qualified, obviously. I told the nurse to go ahead and tap the other arm because I was there to donate blood not spill it on the floor. She told me that I would have to wait another 56 days, blah, blah, blah, rules.
.
I turned to the artery stabber, the coward, the fearful idiot and told him “Well, the Red Cross tells me every time I donate blood that I have saved three lives with my donation… so I guess you killed three people today.”
.
He left the room in tears.
.
But that is not the amusing part, I realized later when I looked at my records; that donation was my 13th. What Demon would possess that weak coward and cause the deaths of three people? I do not believe in fate, the event had nothing to do with me, that young inexperienced fearful phlebotomist was going to put blood on the floor and ‘kill three people” the first time he tried to do his job. I do not donate blood to save three lives, I just said that to mess with him.
.
Drat, and other Anglo-Saxon words, just a coincidence I told myself. An ancient superstition will not interfere with my plans. An ancient Demon will not control me. I went back to my regular schedule of every 56 days and it all went well until the 26th scheduled donation. Yep, another guy who was nervous. If he were a dog, he would have had his tail between his legs. But he did have experience and it all went well until the needle pulled out of my vein. Damn, another gusher of blood on the floor, but not so bright red this time. He did not use enough tape to wrap the needle firmly to my hairy arm and the weight of the donation in the collection bag pulled the needle out. They cleaned me up and wrapped it off and I just walked out and never went back.
.
I just donated my 39th pint in November and for that event I carefully selected the calmest most serene phlebotomist in my 6th donation facility. I told her she was the one, the only one who could jab me. I told them that I liked her aura and I would just walk out if they tried to do me with anyone else. They gave in to my requests and she did her usual professional job and all the blood went in the bag. ‘3 more lives saved’
.
And I conquered my ‘awareness’ of Triskaidekaphobia by being my usual demanding controlling jerk self. Heck, I’m not selling plasma I’m donating whole blood. I was forced to take control of their operation and show them the error of their ways.
.
Your method of persistent charming persuasion is perhaps better, well, we both know it is, but how are you going to persuade a hairy ape, a jerk since birth, to be charming?
.
Your Winston Churchill once said “An American ... is sometimes like a bull who carries his own China shop around with him.”
Wow, thanks for that blood-letting tale. I probably would have fainted at the sight of seeing my own blood spurting out of my arm.
Jamie I was reading your wonderful story about your trip with Mason on my phone on a break during my morning run on New Year’s Day and sent this link to my laptop for later comment.
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This is what I sent:
https://jaimejessop.substack.com/p/st-cuthbert-the-i-ching-and-a-minor
This is what it looked like when I opened the email later:
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https://jaimejessop.substack.com/p/st-cuthbert-the-i-ching-and-a-minor (RED HIGHLIGHT)
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Yeah, my computer security program “Symantec’s Norton” highlighted the link in red and popped up a warning. “SUSPICIOUS LINK”
.
Norton pop-up message:
“Norton now warns you of suspicious links in your email to protect you from malicious activity.”
.
It was a heart-warming story about a girl with her dog and the agony one goes thru when they are sick for God’s sake. Not a “SUSPICIOUS” site.
.
I do have something called “LINK GUARD” enabled in my Norton Security settings which will “Identify unsafe links in Webmail, Facebook, and Twitter”. I do believe that setting is enabled by default on ‘millions of computers’.
I clicked the link and opened this page on Norton’s site: (I do not think that substack will post web address’ but here it is)
.
Norton Safe Web has analyzed jaimejessop.substack... for safety and security problems.
https://safeweb.norton.com/report/show?url=https:%2F%2Fjaimejessop.substack.com%2Fp%2Fst-cuthbert-the-i-ching-and-a-minor&ulang=en
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My Marathon Run on the beach on New Year's Day is another one of my habits, that I started in 2015, to counter the belief that whatever one does on New Year's Day will affect the entire year. I am a math nerd and refuse to accept fate as my destiny or irrational beliefs as my guide.
.
“Seize the Day?” Ha! “Seize the Year!” I will make my own destiny.
.
And then on New Year’s Day I discover this automated slander of a social commentator that I admire who merely wants to debate “the science” and not embrace the cult mindlessly. There is a link on Norton for me to post a “review” of the site, your site, but I hesitate to muddy the waters. Who am I to think that I could change their opinion with just a few of my words?
.
I believe I once wrote that “all my heroes were banned from twitter” and I used the word ‘hero’ from the Oxford English Dictionary, “a hero is a person who is admired for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.” I did not need the cheers of millions to recognize heroic behavior or courage and will not heed the jeers of millions either but, I do have to admit it made me raise my eyebrows. I’m impressed.
.
You have been noticed and selected to be marginalized. The millions in the mob don’t matter, their opinion is manipulated, but the ones who flip the switches, who signal “thumbs up or thumbs down” have recognized the courage and the power of your words.
.
They know the words of Alexander the Great who said; “I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lioness.”
.
Quote slightly mangled to make my point.
Hi Kerry, thanks for notifying me of this. I have submitted a dispute. They categorised the page as "Suspicious,Political/Social Advocacy,News". How ridiculous! I've got Bitdefender and it notifies me that I am navigating to an 'online threat' every time I go to Tony Heller's Real Climate Science website. I'm pretty sure there is an organised censorship operation going on which the 'internet security' tech firms have opted into.
Yes, definitely an ‘organized censorship organization’ with evil intentions. They will not debate; they can not debate they must control the message every day and block someone like you who writes meticulous well documented essays that must sting.
.
I was having so much fun with my ‘fight the 13th” curse’ that I did not really make my point.
.
There are numerous security programs like Norton with various levels of lockdown or lockout. I got a red flag and a pop-up warning but could still click thru to your site. Some security will disable the link, some will block it from being delivered, if I were to ‘share’ one of your essays it might not even make it to the recipient, and you would never know, and I would never know.
I was banned from Google once; I was showing off to some friends and hacked their algorithm and ‘owned the first 200 entries’ of a common keyword. 20 pages of my stuff. But they only banned the IP address of my server so I switched over to another IP address, deleted all my mischief and got back on.
.
I am still in awe of your accomplishments of being banned on twitter and now red flagged to millions of people on Gmail…. 10’s of millions perhaps. And yet, here you are, fighting on. (I just checked and Google claims 1.8 Billion active email addresses.)
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I once spent ten years, of my spare time, pursuing one of my ‘ideas’. When one chooses to work 100-hour weeks one has much spare time. It was worth it because I did not need the money, it was a long-term investment idea that paid off big at the end. I spotted an opportunity and gambled with some extra money and time and it really did not matter if I won or lost, perhaps I can only say that because I won.
.
I do not have the right to say this but, if you have been noticed by a group that can turn on or turn off 1.8 billion people’s access to your words, I’m not sure you can win. I don’t see a path open to victory for you. Think not David and Goliath but Goliath and Jaime with her hands tied behind her back.
.
Maybe if you discover ‘their keywords’ assume a ‘nom-de-plume’ and start another substack. Perhaps with another email address, perhaps with another topic, etc.
Just an idea.
Google and the UN 'own' the science of climate change so they are probably actively censoring all climate sceptic websites, from my own humble enterprise right up to the likes of WUWT. Setting up another website would probably be a waste of time as soon as it gets noticed. But I'm back on Twitter, slowly building a new following, and calling out the climate zealots on their BS.
Jaime, you are now rated as "Safe" by Norton Safeweb... I'm impressed, your "I have submitted a dispute" action changed your rating overnight.
Thanks for the post. Aw, feeling and reason, both sources of information, and both affect each other.
Ultimately I think they are the same, and both based on intuition, when pure. One notes that any thought expressed, is, in itself, timeless, it is just the expression of it that requires time, or formatting. Often in doing research say on global warming, I "feel" that a statement is false or true, and then must process that feeling to define the logic of it.
I am glad Mason is doing well. I have 4 German Shepherds and love them all dearly. Mon and Dad are getting older so I am so glad the two young ones have inherited the great nature of the parents. They are such great company.
Aww. One big happy family. I too had four at one time, all unrelated rescues.
Many years ago when I was doing a lot of sheet metal work with all the assorted cuts and slashes, a good friend of mine - a professional sheet metal worker - recommended that instead of trying to stick myself back together with sticking plaster I glued my cuts together with Loctite Bearing Fit industrial machinery adhesive, this was before Superglue - a considerably inferior adhesive - was commonly available to the public.
And it worked a treat!
Stings a bit, but is much superior to sticking plasters.
Since then I have notices it is commonly used in surgery too.
Fortunately, the stitches which they did put in, which have held, will dissolve by themselves.
Hope he's OK now. Very stressful to have a dog in these situations.
A few more days hopefully and I might be able to relieve him of the dreaded lampshade!
It was kind and appropriate for the vet to not charge fully for the second procedure, and the third as well I think. So many vets appear to be such "profit" centers.
I keep well away from vets normally as my dogs are generally so healthy and I haven't taken them in for any 'booster' jabs in years. But I'm very impressed by this practice.
Glad to hear your fur baby is on the mend. ❤️
Blessings to both you and Mason. xo Me, a certified dog lover :-)
WoW. Thanks for this charming tale with such a happy ending. The I Ching has an uncanny way of confirming our own instinctive feelings.