I had commented before about multi-tools.
Recently, I’d rediscovered some forgotten damage that I’d done to my Gerber MP400 multi-tool.
So I repaired it.
In the Dirt Road Anthem, Colt Ford said, “If it’s broke ’round here we fix it.”
I still think there’s a valid reason to upgrade to an MP600 rather than the MP400 that preferred for 30-ish years.
No, it isn’t.
Do not jump immediately to the assumption that everything must be a conspiracy. Hanlon’s Razor always applies: “Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.”
And we, in America specifically, are absolutely floundering in — nay. Swimming… basking? — stupidity, arrogance, and a considerable amount of denial.
We — yes, I’m still looking at you, Fellow Americans — could’ve had this sorted a few months ago within just a few weeks and returned to some semblance or normality. But, oh, no… people get together in large groups to protest, argue, and yell about infringing upon “m’rights!”
No, there’s not some government conspiracy to manipulate you into wearing a hijab and accepting Islam.
No, there’s no government conspiracy to force the AI to learn how to use facial recognition through a mask*.
The situation we’re faced with presently, having endured the death of, so far 150,000 Americans, is the direct result of literally screaming at everybody about your “rights”.
But there’s a fundamental right not being discussed — the right to exist.
Your “rights” are fine… up to the moment that your rights negatively impact another’s right to exist, then the discussion and debate becomes meaningless.
Now, let’s talk about conspiracy for a moment:
Borrowing a quote from an old-ish movie from way back in 1984:
That terminator is out there.
It can’t be bargained with. It can’t be reasoned with. It doesn’t feel pity or remorse or fear, and it absolutely will not stop. Ever! Until you are dead.
Kyle Reese, Resistance Soldier, The Terminator (1984)
Oh, sorry, let me make one small adjustment to that quote, perhaps it’ll be meaningful — or perhaps it becomes too ‘meta’ for people to comprehend:
That virus is out there.
It can’t be bargained with. It can’t be reasoned with. It doesn’t feel pity or remorse or fear, and it absolutely will not stop. Ever! Until you are dead.
You cannot negotiate with a virus. It cares not of your age, gender, race, financial status, political affiliation, or belief system.
Yes, some viruses are rather harmless as far as viruses go — rhinovirus is a good example.
Others are somewhat horrifying. Especially horrifying because there’s a significant pre-symptomatic period (a few weeks) where somebody can be contagious and not even know they’re spreading a virus.
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* It’s an absolutely meaningless argument about how, somehow, your face — or your own name, FFS — could possibly be used against you. I’m still trying to comprehend that line or reasoning. Don’t believe me? Go ask an actual, licensed attorney.
How in the world did I manage to break the tip of the #0 (#2?) flathead screwdriver on my multitool?
I do have a rather very vague memory of damaging it. I also know that it was perhaps a few years ago.
Was it around the time of my TBI? Just a few days before? Separating the sequence of events around that time is a bit of a jumble.
I can only assume that I thought at the time, “Oh, that’s annoying… could’ve been worse… I’ll fix it/order a replacement”.
Also, no, I would not have damaged it by using the screwdriver as a pry-bar. A screwdriver is a screwdriver and I know that hardened steel will break, not bend.
So, that’s two MP400s that I’ve damaged in 33 years.
**sigh**
Yep, I’ll keep this one. No need to throw it out. It’d be a good reason to break out the bastard file and see about shaving it down.
Especially after the setbacks I’ve endured over the past three years, it’s a bit like that:
But the thing is, keep moving forward.
A few weeks ago, I had used a line that most people would have thought, “Oh, that was Teddy Roosevelt…”
Do what you can, with what you’ve got, where you are.
Not Theodore Roosevelt
Yep, not Teddy Roosevelt.
But he said it! It’s in his autobiography! Yes, yes, yes, it’s in the autobiography. But if you want to know who first said it, that has been lost to the pages of history apart from being stated by Roosevelt in Chapter X of his autobiography, The Presidency; Making An Old Party Progressive.
He, himself, wasn’t attributing it to anyone else in particular. He quoted somebody else, Squire Bill Widener of Widener’s Valley, Virginia, who, himself, was quoting a third-party altogether.
In a fuller context, the line was:
…the greatest happiness is the happiness that comes as a by-product of striving to do what must be done, even though sorrow is met in the doing. There is a bit of homely philosophy, quoted by Squire Bill Widener, of Widener’s Valley, Virginia, which sums up one’s duty in life: “Do what you can, with what you’ve got, where you are.”
Theodore Roosevelt, An Autobiography
Don’t make excuses.
Don’t seek a panacea.
Don’t wait until something.
Persevere.
the rest of me 