LET’S ALL BE MORE POSITIVE
THERE’S GOT TO BE MORE TO LIFE THAN THE NEGATIVE VIBES OF POLITICIANS, TECHNOLOGY AND FACEBOOK
IAM away at the moment with no computer, so I thought I would share this column from 2011. Not much has changed. It must be time I wrote a positive story as there is enough bad news spread on a daily basis that has the ability of keeping the protruding bottom lip in work forever. I am positive that politicians on all scales are mostly concerned with either getting or keeping their jobs. I am also positive that they govern on knee-jerk reactions, depending on public opinion, and am also fairly certain that we are the most over-governed country on the planet with far too many public servants with far too much say. Our country’s political system would make a whole series of episodes of Yes Minister but could probably be renamed Lunatics in Charge of the Asylum – I am fairly positive of that. As I look down at my keyboard, I notice that my bottom lip is starting to overshadow my belly, which in itself is saying something, and I realise that I am being positively negative once again, which is a bit sad. I am positive that the ipod that I was given years ago, but didn’t know how to program, has a mind of its own. A few months ago, one of my workmates set it up for me after I gave her a list of my favourite artists like Paul Simon, Cold Chisel, Elvis, Johnny Cash etc. It came back with all of them somewhere in cyber space mixed up with Jewel and John Mayer (which I hate but was told that they were good for my stress level). Now, here is the thing: every time I get in the car, the bloody thing starts back at Jewel without fail – like a default. My blood pressure heads north when I am trying to find where Elvis has gone, which
“(TECHNOLOGY) HAS TAUGHT ME THAT THE SIMPLE THINGS IN LIFE ARE FREE.
makes me positive that my workmate did it on purpose. I am also positive that a recent foray on to Facebook has backfired because (A) I don’t understand it and (B) I don’t know half the people on what I think is my home page which is positively bewildering. I opened an account years ago because a footy mate wanted me to look at something on his page. So as usual, I followed instructions and used it once. Then it sat dormant for quite a while with an occasional request from someone obviously misguided who wanted to be my friend, which I ignored. A few months ago, about the same time as the jinxed ipod voyage, I confirmed a few friends and Facebook turned into a living thing and I have been poked, prodded, and sledged to the point where I am positive it is annoying me. Technology is not my thing, but it has helped me over the past few months. It has taught me that the simple things in life are free. Walking my dogs along the beach and watching the ships sail past cost nothing. I don’t have to impress the dogs because they already are. And I am positive the Sunshine Coast is a great place to live.