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Saturday, 29 November 2008

Bad people ruining the world for the rest of us

I was speaking to my Grandma the other night, and informed her that my site has been updated complete with blog and soon pictures of Emily (my daughter for those who aren't aware). Grandma was a bit concerned about the blog or the site containing information that may indicate where I live or where Emily and in this day and age it may not be wise due to the hideously evil people that are out there. Now from this point I need to be careful, as I know my Grandma will at some point read this site, or someone else will and mention this rant to her - the rant is NOT about my Grandma or her views.

My Grandma has made a fair point (and not for the first time in her life!), but one that I will pay no attention to for a number of reasons.

It is for some reason decided in various peoples minds, that these nasty people (or [insert extremely rude word here]'s) are a recent phenomenon, well they are not! We are just more aware of them now because of the media. I refuse to let the fact that one of these people may one day stumble across my website change what I put on it. It is here for me, my family and my friends and not them.

The idea that someone may see a picture of a child on a website and decide to do something horrific to that child is indeed a chilling thought, however no one is concerned that there may be a picture on here of the inside of my house showing what is available to burglars. I am not concerned that I have identified what I look like to the world so they can mob me in the street with words of congratulations for such an awesome site (I'm so modest!). So why should I even contemplate the other idea?

I refuse to let the fact that bad people exist ruin how I intend to enjoy my life and that's it, rant over

Monday, 24 November 2008

Complaints

If you do find something written here that you find particularly offensive then tough, you have NO right to complain. Why do I make this claim? Well am I sat beside you now forcing you to read this? No! So it is therefore your own conscious choice. I could understand if I was writing something personal about you but I doubt I will ever post anything personal on here other than my own thoughts.

My thoughts on these rants are not set in stone and may (and have) changed over time. They are not here to change your mind or opinion on some matter, they are not here to amuse you (though they may) or irritate you (although again they might). They are here because I have for some reason decided to put them on my site.

If however, reading the above you do decide to read the below and feel that you want to complain please send an email to [email protected] whether I will actually read this email yet alone reply to it is a question that I am sure you will be able to answer yourself.

Sunday, 23 November 2008

Warnings

Why is it that we have to put warnings on almost every product known to man? I understand some of them but others are just plain stupid. Take for example a bag of peanuts that I purchased the other day that had "not suitable for nut allergy sufferers!" No shit Sherlock, they're PEANUTS! If you suffer from a nut allergy and you are aware of it then why would you eat a bag of nuts - that's just insane.

The same applies to the ever increasing amount of road signs that pop up everywhere, informing you of a corner, or a junction, or that you will need to give way in 100 yards (just in case you can't already see it!) or even worse, that frogs may cross the road.

Surely we are evolved enough to know a corner when we see one without being told what it is, and that if you are allergic to nuts it is a bad idea to eat them! If the world has got to a state where these warnings are completely justified and required then...

Saturday, 22 November 2008

Political Correctness

This is probably my favourite rant. A long time ago in a galaxy far far away - well perhaps not a galaxy far away, as it was here but hey ho - you used to be able to say things that would be taken with a pinch of salt, now however you have to be extremely careful with everything that you say or do else you may end up upsetting some select group of people.

I was having a conversation with my boss the other day and we were discussing a new branding name for our support contracts. We wanted something that would clearly define the two different product, something catchy and different. 'Black Support' or 'White Support' came up, for a split moment we thought this was a great idea we could use marketing terms like "No grey areas, its just black and white". This was until we realised that we couldn't use these terms as they were probably not politically correct anymore or that some small minded person would turn it into something it simply isn't.

It seems that it is almost impossible now to do anything without insulting some group or culture (see here you would normally write 'minority' but I'm not even sure if you can use that phrase anymore) but conversely if you do agree not to do something because you might offend the minority (ha I said it!) you could end up offending the majority. Whether its the majority or the minority it shouldn't really matter as this is supposed to be a world of free speech I guess however whoever said that was telling big fat lies.

Monday, 17 November 2008

Mobile Phones

Now I have a mobile phone, I have had a mobile phone for a good few years now so this rant may seem a little hypocritical however hopefully when you have read through it you will understand where I am coming from. It's not because I find people using mobile phones and irritation, its because I find people who ring them to be an irritation to me, let me explain.

Back in the days before everyone had a mobile phone we just had the old normal home phones, if someone rang it and you didn't answer they would simply assume you were not available for what ever reason. Now we have mobiles people call you and simply assume that you will be available, and then when you don't answer they ring again - as its a mobile you have so you might just not have heard them whilst you are out and about.

Yes it IS good to talk but sometimes you are just too busy to do so, on the bus, the toilet, driving, shopping or generally just not available. Naturally this rant doesn't apply to everyone who rings mobiles - just those who do and then complain that you weren't available (you know who you are)

Wednesday, 5 November 2008

Fireworks

Why oh why oh why are fireworks still sold? I really fail to understand, and personally I feel they should be banned from the public. Think about it for a minute, what exactly are fireworks? EXPLOSIVES, explosives that any person looking over the age of 18 is allowed to purchase. If I came up with the idea of fireworks, and tried to get permission to sell them in this current climate do you really think I would be allowed? No, I'd be laughed at for the idea of wanting to allow any Tom, Dick, Harry or Jane for that matter blow off their own hands or cause damage to others through misuse, or arrested under some terrorist act. Quite simply they are only sold because they have always been sold and whilst we are quick enough to make up stupid new laws we are not wise enough to review things already in place and change them.

Then there's sparklers that are quite often sold along with fireworks, and what are sparklers? Really really really hot bits of metal that we give to young children to wave around in groups - anyone else agree with me that this too is a stupid idea?
Now I'm not completely against fireworks, they are pretty if set up and fired professionally - and that's the way I would really like it to be. Rather than allow the general public to purchase them, why not make it a licensed thing. I mean, you have to have a license for a gun don't you? Professional firework displays are quite often fantastic, with all that bureaucratic health and safety stuff done - but in this case its actually required. Self setup firework displays are the ones that lead to disaster.

So I implore you all, next time you see a box of fireworks or sparklers for sale, think about what you are buying and just don't bother. And if you are that fussed about watching your money burn and explode then send it to me instead and I'll buy Emily something nice and send you a photo of her face filled with joy (better than ANY firework I guarantee you)

Saturday, 1 November 2008

Spam

We're not talking the meat kind here, but the kind that most people get in their inbox every day. Yes that bandwidth wasting, poorly written, irritating variety of email. Not only do I not understand why people bother to send such poorly written literature but what I can't comprehend even more is the IDIOTS who pay attention to it. I mean seriously if I were to stop you in the street wearing the uniform of a major bank and told you that your account may have been compromised and that in order to check you needed to give me your details, passwords and PIN number you would either punch me, call the police or laugh in my face - yet if people get an email that looks SORT OF like it came from a bank they for some bizarre reason think that it must be true and then compromise their details by responding.

THEN there are those ones advertising little blue pills, or cheap shares, or mortgage offers, or bank loans hey the list is longer than a long thing that has been stretched to make it longer! The main thing that I find wrong with these emails is that they cant even spell the product properly let alone string together a coherent sentence. Again, in the real world if I stopped you in the street and didn't look at all professional and said something like "Mortgage I have to sell, its chip boy it from moi" then you would think I was drunk and ignore me, so why do people respond to them - I mean somebody MUST reply to them else why would the spotted freaks in dark rooms write them

Ranting

noun
a loud bombastic declamation expressed with strong emotion

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Name: Captin
Location: Dalton, Cumbria, United Kingdom

Older than I was, younger than I will be soon. Proud father of Emily, Happy husband to Ruth. Known in different circles as Badger, Fonz, Captin, Monty all depending on where I know you from and when

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