#badstuff

this milder arm pain interrupts my sleep, which is bad-- lack of sleep can limit my ability to do things. and worst-- it can keep me from being alert enough to drive safely.

however (when I'm alert enough to do something) not being able to use my arms much, i have to sit in front of the computer. so i have long stretches of getting things done. long stretches of focus can help you learn. I seem to have learned a lot today. plus it was cold out, so I didn't even want to go outside. Looking at a similar thing from different aspects can help you see it more clearly. looking at similar things close in time can help you see things you might not have because everything is intense, mind is already thinking of things like it, in a certain mode (of course, you need breaks.) it's similar with writing....

I also learned today I can write with my left hand. arm didn't hurt much yesterday so i may have used it more (idk what this is!) then today aches, burns... so i thought i had better use left hand more even for typing, using mouse. and writing notes on notebook. If I practice, I can learn to write lefthanded (perhaps other things)

not sleeping makes me really try to get a good sleep schedule and learn the sorts of things that help/hinder sleep.

January- At the beginning was this very famous person in the Arab side of the world named Soleimani from Iran was killed, and after that...lets just say nothing god came out of that. Later on the 26th, Kobe Bryant. RIP. We all respect him.

February- Corona virus had its name.

March- Air attack in Turkey ; suicide bomb in Tunisia

April- NYC had the most cases.

May- On the 25th, Gorge Floyd was killed. We all respect him.

June- Its not like anything good happened anyways. A bunch of protesters. Lots of CoRoNa

July- On the internet it says...Hurricane Hana. Wow, hurricanes in the middle of summer, what does is new?

August- Fires, lots of fires. I can smell it from here as I type.

“It’s broken. You don’t need this. See? See?” She plugged it into a socket and demonstrated the dead switch. Archie took the plug out and silently wound the cord round the Hoover. If it was broken, it was coming with him. All broken things were coming with him. He was going to fix every damn broken thing in this house, if only to show that he was good for something

1st rate example of harmful over-explaining. The phrase should have ended there:   If it was broken, it was coming with him. All broken things were coming with him. He was going to fix every damn broken thing in this house, if only to show that he was good for something

all secret and interest have gone because where it is enough to show character's attitude, Zadie explains it.

He was a man whose significance in the Greater Scheme of Things could be figured along familiar rations:

Pebble: Beach.

Raindrop: Ocean.

Needle: Haystack

That is very bad. You do not need to go into the “significance” of people in the first place, it is a childish attitude. But if you want desperately to do so and tell your reader that a character is ordinary, there is no need to invent a Greater Scheme of Things and put forward some binary banalities that are not even fun. 

And sentences like

Madam Posterity stuck Archie down the arm of the sofa and forgot about him

Never say words like madam posterity, miss fate, or mister chance. It is bad taste, a winking kind of joviality with rotten teeth.

And there is no getting away from Ryan Topps. Just as a good historian needs to recognize Hitler’s Napoleonic ambitions in the east in order to comprehend his reluctance to invade the British in the west, so Ryan Topps is essential to any understanding of why Clara did what she did.

There are comparisons so awkward in their complete fortuity, they make you wonder if the author just had nowhere to stick his knowledge of Nazi geopolitics.

Jehovah's Witnesses part is funny. Though her ironic treatment of grotesque characters is not far from smart-assed bullying. 

The principles of Christianity and Sod’s Law (also known as Murphy’s Law) are the same: Everything happens to me, for me. So if a man drops a piece of toast and it lands butter-side down, this unlucky event is interpreted as being proof of an essential truth about bad luck: that the toast fell as it did just to prove you, Mr. Unlucky, that there is a defining force in the universe and it is bad luck... Likewise, when Clara fell, knocking the teeth out of the top of her mouth, while Ryan stood up without a scratch, Ryan knew it was because God had chosen Ryan as one of the saved and Clara as one of the unsaved.

This one is really fucked up. And not because of the absurd equation between the principles of Christianity and Sod’s Law, not even because the principles of Christianity are set equal to a fanatic stupidity of a teenager, but because it is the author herself who enounces the equation.

I guess she is generally not very accurate with equations: in the only interview of hers I’ve seen she’d described 6 million Jews killed during Holocaust as “6 million slaves”.