A rant against racism

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A Twitter Thread by VoteHeaux™; A creole banjee bitch from ⚜.

In the interest of keeping my blog relatively family-friendly, I have lightly bowdlerized (and edited for readability) the thread below, with full respect to the author, but if you are not offended by salty language, the effect is much more powerful. The full thread is here, with lots of additional images and links: https://x.com/voteheaux/status/1809893232416825675

Also, she has read her entire thread in a YouTube video, which brings the full impact of her outrage and disgust with the crusty, old, white guys in our government who are all hot and bothered by the fact that maybe another Black person might actually be in charge of our government. View it here: https://youtu.be/l1xP-qBf-C4

Transcript begins:

“How insane is the hate for Black people, that non-Blacks would sacrifice their daughters and sisters in order to keep power over the country out of Black hands? Sacrificing *women* isn’t that surprising, but risking fascism just to avoid a Black woman as president? My God.

A lot of these political pundits cannot be trusted to have unbiased, community or country-minded motivations nor opinions when it comes to our legislature. Neither can men of other races who clamor to be white-adjacent.

The punditry during this presidential election cycle is proof positive. White men have taken a 3 year age gap between 2 old-azz men – which has NEVER CONCERNED THEM LIKE THIS BEFORE (i.e.: Chuck Grassley, Mitch McConnell) and exacerbated the issue into something akin to a nuclear war threat.

(NEVER MIND THAT THE “YOUNGER” ONE OF THE 2 OLD-🤬 MEN IS AN *ACTUAL* *FACTUAL* *PROVEN* NATIONAL SECURITY THREAT, THAT SHOULD NEVER BE WITHIN 1000 FT OF THE NATION’S CAPITOL AGAIN)

The whole entire reason we have a VICE PRESIDENT is to have someone capable to step into the role of President if something, God forbid, happens to the President, or if they decide they’re done with dealing with the duties of the executive branch and wanna leave the job.

That’s the thing: IT’S A 🤬 JOB. Not a  knighthood, not a coronation, not a canonization; A 🤬🤬 JOB. Experience should count A LOT. And Joe Biden has worked in this field his entire life, through every trial life tossed his way. But here’s where Joe messed up:

After all his years on the hill, and actually applying for the top job a few times himself, he helped a Black dude get it. They punished him by being uncooperative, but he was retiring anyway and leaving public service on a high in 2016.

*sigh*

No good deed goes unpunished.

Allow me a tangent here to tell you what I know about grief: it can break you like nothing else in this world and, concurrently, it can put a battery in your back. It can make you hyper-focus and get 🤬 DONE on the days you aren’t inconsolable or in a useless crippling fog.

I have never lost my spouse. I’ve never lost a living child, let alone two. I have lost people I loved though. And when those people leave, if they ever expressed potential they see in you, it replays in your mind over and over. It compels you to want to live up to their vision.

I honestly believe that’s why  Joe Biden came back to politics. His son Beau believed he could help keep the country from falling to fascism. The country he fought for, quite possibly contracted brain cancer protecting, and died for.

Grief isn’t exclusive to death.

Biden’s living son, Hunter, has had his personal addiction struggles and bad decisions paraded across the country by bad political actors and is facing jail time all because Joe decided to take this job. NO ONE would give a flying 🤬 about Hunter’s gallivanting if Joe wasn’t Pres.

That is a grief he carries too, along with the caskets of his wife, daughter, and son. So it irks my last nerve when people harp on his age, because I have never had anything half as important to do as Joe Biden, but I know how grief has had me in a bed ridden chokehold before.

Joe Biden was born the same year as my daddy, who died in 2017. The fact that he gets up every day to run this dumpster fire; deal with idiot press; deal with insolent former coworkers on the hill; deal with the machinations of SCOTUS; deal with foreign leaders; deal with 🤬’s criticizing him, thinking he has powers he DOESN’T; deal with the damn dog-biting people, like—YOU’RE CRAZY IF YOU THINK THAT MAN IS COMPLETELY SENILE. Slower? Sure. But incapable of running the country? 🤬, get BENT. Your 🤬 couldn’t even do it WITHOUT the grief.

I’m half  Joe Biden’s age and in my grief would have probably sent drones to nuke various states by now, ON G.P. *stares at FL, MS, TX, KY, TN*

Or at the very least, I’d be punching Senators and House members who played in my face daily *stares at Joe Manchin and Lindsey Graham*

All that to say: if you think Joe Biden is incapable of doing the job, your opinion is misguided, unintelligent, not comprehensive, and quite frankly, INVALID. You are not taking the full extent of what this man deals with and has accomplished so far, into consideration. Therefore and thereto, it would behoove you to either reevaluate your opinion, or SHUT YOUR STUPID 🤬 THE ENTIRE 🤬 UP BECAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW WTH YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT 🤬.

But back to the point: hatred of Black people and refusing them power.

These white dudes and trash pandas have decided that Joe Biden runs the country on an island. That he couldn’t POSSIBLY have a competent staff and cabinet, let alone a whole-azz highly qualified and capable VP, so now it’s time to PANIC AND REPLACE HIM WITH ANOTHER WHITE DUDE, STAT.🙄

Because 🤬 the Black woman who is his literal, rightful successor. They would rather roll the dice on Gavin Newsom, who is hated by half his state…which would then make California, the most weighty state in the Electoral College-a swing state.

Then, they trotted out Pete Buttigieg, even though Ohio—a current swing state—incorrectly blames him for the East Palestine train derailment. Then they threw out Big Gretch from Michigan—which wouldn’t fly, but ESPECIALLY NOT OVER Kamala Harris w/the base of the party.

Pundits are supposed to take all this into consideration when forming their political opinions and offering them to the voting public, no? They’re supposed to be so dialed-in and well-informed that they consider angles laypeople don’t, right? So how’d they miss Kamala Harris?

Here’s how: They know that if  Joe Biden  is reelected and retires, Kamala Harris gets a chance at 10 years in the oval. They know if he stays and the Biden-Harris admin has another successful 4 years, it’s harder to hide their racism/sexism and justify not supporting her in 2028.

So it all boils down to the thought of Black people having power in this country SO MUCH, that they’d WILLINGLY sacrifice their own daughters’ and sisters’ health/safety to a fascist regime to stop it from happening again—ESPECIALLY w/A BLACK *WOMAN*. Vote Heaux!

My God.”

Transcript ends.

The Old Wolf has nothing else to say, she has said it all.

What has President Biden done, anyway?

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In case you were wondering. Courtesy of redditor u/backpackwayne, here is a master list of four years of astonishing accomplishments, (broken down by year) as opposed to a GOP congress’ virtually nothing except obstruction and denial. This probably won’t affect a single MAGA voter, but it’s a fascinating read anyway.

Year One

Year Two

Year Three

Year Four (updated regularly)

Get out and vote. Democrats and progressives need to turn out in Massive Numbers in November. Overwhelmingly massive numbers. Because the MAGA crowd will be voting for the Orange Catastrophe despite everything good President Biden has done, and despite everything horrific and destructive that the other guy did (and has promised more of.) Sixty years of GOP propaganda, amplified by Russian and Chinese disinformation, have turned their hatred for “weakness” into a white-hot firestorm.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Those Facebook “Sponsored” posts

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Ad-blockers and FB Purity or Social Fixer are pretty much “de rigueur” these days if you want any sort of a sane experience on Facebook. Sadly, those conveniences don’t exist for the mobile platform. And since I pretty much use my phone for everything for the most part, I’m assailed with a news feed that is about 10% things I want to see from my friends, family, and groups I like, and the rest is ads (mostly scams), promoted posts (mostly clickbait), and groups that I have no interest in (Facebook’s insane, desperate bid for more engagement – meaning more clicks and eyeballs on advertisements.)

I’ve had one or two good experiences buying things from FB ads, but I’ve been badly stung by Chinese scammers, and so I’ve sworn those transactions off. Facebook does an abominable job vetting their advertisers, and they’ll take money from anyone who has two coppers to rub togrther. Combine that with the facts that far too many Chinese businesses have all the ethics of a starving honey badger and the CCP encourages businesses to take advantage of America, and Facebook’s advertising landscape becomes worse than the lawless Old West.

But leaving the outright criminal scams aside, far too many of Facebook’s promoted posts are designed to serve up as many advertisements as possible. Look at a few examples that I’ve scraped off of Facebook just in the last two days:

Notice first of all that the entity making the post is simply linking to another website, usually one dedicated to serving advertisements and scraping information from visitors. If there’s no direct relationship between the poster and the link site, then these entities are simply functioning as affiliate marketers.

Make no mistake, some of these websites provide some interesting information and visiting them can be very entertaining, but if you do happen to click through to these websites out of curiosity, you will find one or two things that make your experience there a lot less than fun, if you’re trying to find out the story behind the ad.

Many of these sites are broken up into 50 or 60 different sub-page, so that every time you click on “next” you get a whole new crop of ads to look at. The ones that aren’t like this will have you scrolling and scrolling and scrolling until the heat death of the universe, with an advertisement inbetween each factoid. And most annoyingly, many of these lists don’t even contain anything about the image or story that got you to click in the first place, or else the hook is much less intriguing than they make it out to be.

Clickbait has been with us for a couple of decades at least. The term was coined in December 2006 by Jay Geiger in a blog post, and refers to treating internet users as prey, lured into clicking nonsensical content for the purpose of getting eyeballs on advertisements. Sadly, Facebook is one of the largest disseminators of clickbait, and recently they have taken to displaying more and more TikTok reels which, instead of being informative or entertaining, are simply more advertising.

So some might ask, in the voice of Tevye, “If it’s so annoying, why do you stay on Facebook?” Well, I stay because Facebook is my Internet home, where many of my family and friends from all over the world are found, and it’s the most convenient way of keeping in touch with them until something better comes along. Like Anatevka, it’s not much… but it’s better than nothing. That said, if there ever happens to be a better platform that doesn’t treat its user base as product to be sold, I’ll be “off like a jug handle.”

The Old Wolf has spoken.

First world problems – The Progress Bar

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This is just what it says – a first-world rant. There are so many other problems in the world to worry about, but just this morning I encountered it again, and it made me realize that it’s been a burr under my saddle since the days of Windows 1.0 (and possibly even earlier, since DOS-based programs may have had earlier versions of the same thing.

So today, I just need to “reeeeee into the void,” as we say at Imgur, and then I can put the annoyance to bed and not think about it any longer.

I’m talking about the Progress Bar… you know, “a graphical user interface element that shows the progression of a task, such as a download, file transfer, or installation. It may also include a textual representation of the progress percentage.”

Like this:

Sometimes it even gives you the percent of the task completed as a number, and the better ones give you an idea of how much time is left for completion.

The idea of this is to show the user how much of the task has been done, so they have an idea of how long they have to wait, or whether they can do something else in the meantime, or go out for coffee, or whatever.

Sometimes, however, a process has several parts, and some designers like to show the completion of individual steps; there is debate out there among software designers as to whether it’s better to have one progress bar or two, like this:

Either way, really, is fine with me, as long as I have an idea of what the total job completion percentage is like.

But what really torques my cork is when a single progress bar goes all the way to the end, and then goes back to the beginning and repeats… over, and over, and over, and over again in the case of complex packages, giving the poor user absolutely no idea of when the flaming job will be done!

  • Initializing installation
  • Deleting Old Files
  • Extracting zip files
  • Installing…
  • Installing…
  • Installing…
  • Adding registry entries
  • Finishing up…

And that’s just an example. I’ve seen even more complex processes, with that blistering progress bar starting over each time, and no indication of how much is left to do!

(Image gacked from a Kaspersky website)

So the end of my rant is more of a plea than anything else: If you’re a software developer, please don’t do this! The best option is one progress bar, showing the percentage of the total job that’s complete, and (if possible), how much time is left for completion. Most users don’t care about how many steps there are, or what the installation is doing… they just want it done!

Thank you for coming to my TED talk. I will not be taking question.

Another scam to watch out for

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As the internet becomes ever more complex, scammers become ever more creative. I hear far too many stories of even computer-savvy people being taken in by fraudsters, and losing substantial sums of money to these jimakplons.¹

Here’s one that I encountered recently and dove down the rabbit hole to see where it would lead.

This was a Facebook post that appeared on someone’s company page. It looks pretty realistic, as though it actually could have come from Meta. I was intrigued enough to follow that link (Kids, don’t try this at home).

I did this on my mobile device, which is less susceptible to desktop viruses. (Not totally immune, but safer.) This landing page looks OK on the surface, other than that Meta – or any other legitimate company – would not use “linkup . top” as a domain name, seen at the top of the screen.

Not sure? This is what I got when I visited that website from my home computer:

Hmm… that’s a pretty good indicator that you don’t want to be anywhere near this website, because you are likely to get bad software (ransomware, trojans, key-loggers, etc) injected onto your computer. But for the sake of public education, here we go:

Also claims to be from Meta, but again the URL at the top of the screen is “old . ruvix . com,” which Malwarebytes blocks as a Phishing site.

Second screen, where they scammers begin to gather your information, starting with that highly-coveted birthdate, and a phone number.

No matter what the victim enters, they get this screen, ostensibly to obtain their Facebook UserID and Password. No matter what is typed, an error message is given saying that the password was incorrect, and asks for the same information again. It does not matter what is entered – the second try will always succeed.

This is a fairly new one on me. Unless I’m dealing with a Nigerian scammer, I’ve never had a phishing website ask for a picture of my ID. OK, I’m game:

I’m sure the scammers had fun with this one. (I obscured the SS Number just in case it was real – scammers can use the Social Security Numbers of dead people just as easily as living ones for their nefarious purposes.)

At this point, the page actually returns you to a real Meta page, and the scammers trot off happily into the sunset to use the victim’s information for whatever evil they have planned.

Be oh, so careful out there. Practice safe computing, and protect your vulnerable loved ones.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Footnotes

¹ To call someone a “jimakplon” in Benin is a terrible insult to one’s parents. It was defined thusly over at “Friends of Bonou”:

Question: Actually this reminds me: it is also true about an insult that Europeans would find laughably mild and that is really serious in Benin: it is when you are accused of being impolite: You loose face totally if you are insulted like that, apparently: Why?
Answer: Ah. It is because “Impolite” is a translation of a Fon word, “jimakplon.” = “Ji” means “born,” “ma” means “not,” and “kplon” means “teach.” So what “jimakplon” really means is “born but not taught.” You were born into this world but didn’t receive any social education. So this is serious because it is an insult against the parents of the person you’re talking to: “Impolite” is a slur on the parents of the person you’re insulting, who didn’t give them a social education, and this is a BIG face loss!

It’s a term I find entirely appropriate to describe these ignorant scammers.

Mission Triumphant

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Mission Triumphant
by Joan Bills

At a council assembled in Heaven,
Where presided the great magistrate,
Came the spirits in anticipation
To make plans for their second estate.
Each was given his own special mission,
And a talent to use and display;
And with joy each received his assignment
With instructions to keep faith and pray.

Now one spirit transcended the others
So outstanding in talent and grace;
So majestic in stature and bearing
With a light in his angelic face.
And the magistrate turned to address him:
“Lo, your mission is unlike the rest;
They are going to earth to be tested,
But, my son, you are going to test.

You will sift out the hearts of my people,
You will test them for true charity;
What is done to the least of my Children,
That is the measure they mete out to me.
You will challenge the faith of your loved ones,
And the stranger you meet on life’s way;
You will undergo great tribulation,
And your spirit will feel deep dismay.

When your sojourn on earth is completed,
And your message imparted to men,
Then, as humble and pure as you left Me,
You’ll return to my presence again.”
For a moment the spirit was troubled,
Ere the conflict within him had won,
Then he spoke, “I am willing, Dear Master,
For Thy will and not mine shall be done.”

Now the time had arrived for departure,
And the spirits were ready to go;
But one paused at the throne of the Father
And spoke in a voice sweet and low,
“Hold my hand so I won’t be afraid, Lord,
I am eager to go down to earth.”
So, with God’s hand in his, he departed,
And entered the channels of birth.

On a bright golden day in October
All our family was radiant with joy,
For heaven had sent a choice spirit
In the form of dear baby boy.
How excited I was on that morning
As I ran to my schoolmates and cried,
“Oh, guess what, I’ve a new baby brother!”
And my small heart was bursting with pride.

How his hair was the color of Autumn,
He had brown eyes and rose-petal skin;
Through those eyes we were often permitted
A quick glimpse of the angel within.
Thus, joy lingered awhile in our cottage,
And my father would whistle a tune.
My mother would scour and polish
And would smile at her baby and croon.

Happiness was short-lived in our household,
For grave sorrow stole in at the door.
My father’s gay whistling faltered,
And my mother’s sweet voice sang no more.
Our baby was entering boyhood,
And his strong body grew as it should,
But the mind did not function correctly,
And we soon knew that it never would.

For the rest of his life he was destined
To remain a perpetual child;
He would laugh and then cry like a baby,
With emotions subdued, and then wild.
My dear parents dreams were now shattered,
And their fond hopes reverted to grief;
They discarded the plans for his future,
And their heartache could find no relief.

But as time passed we learned to accept it;
We would all laugh together and play;
And my brother was petted and pampered,
And usually given his way.
And his physical growth still continued
All according to natural plan,
And his body received strength and passion
While developing into a man.

And society must have its way now,
So our darling was taken away.
He was placed in a state institution
Where the rest of his life he must stay.
I prayed day and night for my brother,
And in mercy, God answered my prayer,
For one evening I knelt at my bedside
And received inspiration while there.

My dear brother and those who live with him
Are fulfilling a mission sublime,
And they will return to the Father
To receive crowns of glory, in time.
In the meantime, they’re not being tested–
It is WE who are taking the test;
And in serving the least of God’s Children
We truly are serving the best.

How dare we presume to neglect them,
And leave them alone to their fate.
Those Children should dwell in a palace,
To be served by mankind while they wait.
We should deem it an honor to know them,
And to do everything that we can
To comfort, to love and protect them,
They should not be forgotten by man.

Even though there are those who will shun them,
There are those who will bless them with love;
And I, somehow, am sure that our actions
Are now being recorded above.
So I no longer fear for my brother,
For I know, though I don’t understand,
That he’ll travel life’s highway in safety,
For his God is still holding his hand.

The Old Wolf has spoken

Dick Wagner: Remember the Child

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From Wikipedia:

One of the songs Wagner was most proud of is “Remember the Child”, written to address the issue of child abuse. Written from the point of view of a child, the lyrics and song melody deliver a powerful and poignant message to adults that a child will forever remember the love or abuse of their childhood. New York Times best selling author John Bradshaw selected “Remember the Child” as the theme song for his award-winning PBS television special, “Homecoming: Reclaiming and Healing Your Inner Child”. Bradshaw invited Wagner to join him on his nationwide tour to perform the song as a cathartic and healing piece of music to the thousands who attended Bradshaw’s lectures and seminars. Embraced by psychiatrists and psychologists in their practices, the song has been used as a tool to evoke emotion from patients who are unable to express feelings. In 1996, Wagner was invited by Leo Najar, conductor of the Saginaw Bay Symphony Orchestra to perform a two and a half hour concert of his songs with the symphony. Wagner entitled the concert, The Remember the Child Concert, raising funds for child abuse agencies in central Michigan through his Remember the Child Foundation.

Wikipedia, “Dick Wagner”

There are many inspirational songs out there, but this one is probably one of the most powerful I have ever encountered in my life. I share this here because I was unable to find the lyrics anywhere on the Internet, and I happen to have them.

Remember The Child

ABC me crying,
Momma make me smile
Rock me in your arms a little while
ABC me crying;
Won’t you love your child?

EFG I’m sorry;
Daddy take my hand
Tell me what I’ve done so bad
EFG I wonder,
Why are you so mad?
Don’t you love me Dad?

Cross my heart, I swear Ma
I won’t cry no more
I’ll just lie in silence
Down here on the floor
Cross my heart and hope to die
If you don’t want me anymore

123 for you Ma,
I won’t talk so loud
I won’t laugh so hard,
I’ll shut my mouth
123 for you Ma,
I won’t make a sound

Do-Re-Mean and angry words are all I hear
Through my bedroom walls Dad, loud and clear
Do-Re-Mi. I lie awake and shake with fear
And wish I had no ears

Try to remember the child that once was you
Did you hide in the corners of your lonely room
And pray to God to help you through, the long and lonely night
Afraid to holler “Momma, oh please come hold me tight”.

Go on and close your eyes, Ma
Take a little trip through time, Dad
Let it all come back to you
And give onto every child the love-the love denied to you
And remember the child will remember
And remember the child will remember his whole lifetime too.

Abuse has many forms. Physical harm, hateful words, and outright neglect are three of the most common. I have written about the power of words to harm and to heal elsewhere; it is both possible and critically important to break the cycle when one becomes aware of trauma suffered as a child.

One of my favorite sayings is, If you don’t heal what hurt you, you will bleed on people who didn’t cut you.

For some people, their relationship with parents is less than storybook, and I have no doubt that this song and these words will resonate with many. I know it does with me, every time I hear it.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Stung again

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I really, really need to stop ordering things from Facebook-promoted ads. I’ve written previously and copiously about the nature of promoted posts on Facebook, and thought I had learned my lesson; some of these things are pretty enticing, though. Well, shame on me.

But as a word to the wiser-than-I, my latest escapade with a Chinese merchant, one who – not unlike most of them – have all the ethics of a starving honey badger.

This one of many Amazon listings for the item we ordered, although we bought from a company named “blueorxy” – clearly a randomly-generated name. They’re still out there, and I would trust them as far as I could throw a Steinway piano. As soon as we ordered, we started getting notifications from a supposed tracking company; the notifications ended on December 10, and from then nothing was heard.

The package finally appeared on 15 January, with the following label:

The label shows clearly that it was shipped directly from China. The whole series of notifications from “shipping@24hservice.vip” was a bunch of computer-generated nonsense. We paid nearly $40.00 for a cheaply-made, cheaply painted resin piece of garbage that isn’t worth $3.95.

When I tried complaining about the quality and shipping deception, I got this from their auto-bot (no hope of contacting a real person):

～Uh-oh. I sincerely apologize for giving you an unpleasant shopping experience. Please trust your first choice. This product has a high sales volume in our company and has several advantages:

First: The price is high cost-performance.
Second: Customer evaluation is good.
Third: The buyback rate is high.
So it is a better choice to keep it.

Sorry you are not satisfied with our products.
Will it be possible to give others as a gift?
They are superior in quality and reasonable in price.
They have been in top-seller in our company for many years.
Under the circumstance that we did not send the wrong goods, we cannot provide you with return and exchange services.
If you need to return or exchange, we need to report and verify your problem to the after-sales department, which will take a long time.

Therefore, we recommend that you keep this item.

Thank you for your understanding.
Yours sincerely,
Customer Service Team

In other words, “We’ve got your money, sucks to be you.”

The level of dishonesty and deception from Chinese vendors is breathtaking in scope. Learn from my mistakes, and stay away from all Facebook promoted posts or anything that looks like it’s sold directly from China. Amazon, too, is a nest of fraud and trickery, thanks to thousands of illegitimate sellers, and Amazon is not doing anywhere near enough to combat the problem.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

The challenges of selling stuff online

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I have written before about dealing with scammers on Craigslist, but this vehicle – as well as Facebook Marketplace or local swap/sell groups – is still an effective way to generate some cash for items that one no longer needs.

But above and beyond scams, which seem to surface with just about every ad placed thanks to bots run by the bad guys, there are always challenges to deal with. The series below by Kevin McShane at kevincomics.com is illustrative of some of the things one has to deal with on a regular basis.

The first one (being ghosted) is by far the most common. Hey, if you’re not really interested, why did you ask in the first place? How much energy does it take to just send a courteous message to the seller saying “Thanks for the info, but I’ve changed my mind” or something like that? I cannot tell you how much I appreciate the people who have the decency to do this.

The second one is infuriating. Sometimes it’s all I can do to refrain from sending back (in all caps) “JUST READ THE @#$% POST, YOU BLISTERING SIMPLETON!”

Despite putting in all my posts something like “No holds, no deliveries” I will invariably have someone express interest and then say “Can you deliver to Augusta?” Lazy wanker. Instead of unloading a semi-full of obscene imprecations at them, the Goodwoman of the House suggested replying, “Sure, for an extra $100.00.” That might just get the message across as well.

Then there are the folks who will say, “I want this but I won’t get paid until Friday, can you hold it for me?” I’ve been stung far too often by this, because Friday comes and either they ghost me (#1 above) or come back with “Hey I changed my mind.” In the meantime, I could have sold it three times over and by now the other buyers have moved on. So I don’t do that any longer. If you want me to hold something, you can pay me with PayPal or one of the other cash apps, and then I’ll hold it until Friday.

The kind of person who is too lazy to bargain is always a burr under my saddle. Just sending a message saying “bottom dollar price” or “what’s the lowest you’ll take” or “will you take less” is a dick move. No, I’m not going to put in your work for you, dipweeds. Make me an offer and I’ll either accept it or counter. And if I counter and you don’t move at all, I’m not likely to sell it to you. This is how dickering works. If you don’t do this, you’re more interested in “winning” than in getting an item for a good price.

[When we sold our first home in 1980, my first wife and I listed it for a very fair price given the work we had put in to improve it. We had a guy come in and say outright, “I’m the kind of guy who is used to getting what I want” and offering us $500 less on a $49,000 home. (I know, I know, prices today are insane, but at that time it was a good deal on an 800 ft² home.) Clearly it wasn’t about the money, it was about winning, and if he hadn’t said that I might have been just fine with a bit of wiggle room. We took the offer because we were in a difficult situation, but I wish I had been able to tell him to shove his offer where the sun doesn’t shine; pay our asking price or buy something else. The smug grin on his face still raises my blood pressure when I think of it 40 years later. Up yours, Monty.]

As for the last one, I’m not your therapist, buddy. Leave the story out and just cut to the chase. Can you pick it up today or not?

Like I said, online selling can be very productive, but dealing with idiots definitely raises the blood pressure. It makes me have even more respect for retail workers, who doubtless have to put up with similar nonsense many times every day.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

It’s no wonder Sears went bankrupt

Posted on by The Old Wolf

A tale of incompetence.

On September 18, the oven glass in my Frigidaire range exploded with no provocation. The oven had not been used in days; just out of the blue, boom! – glass all over the floor. Apparently this is not uncommon, but Frigidaire typically calls these occurrences “customer damage” and declines to do anything about it.

So being a do-it-yourself type of guy, on 9/18 I went to Sears Parts Direct online and ordered a new sheet of glass for the oven. I got a text message saying “thanks for your order, it will be delivered on 10/6.”

Three weeks without an oven? That’s won’t do, especially with a wife who loves to bake.

So on September 19th, the following day at 10:52 AM, I called Sears Parts Direct and told them I wanted to cancel the order. The agent (in an practically incomprehensible accent) asked me a thousand questions, demonstrated that he didn’t really understand what part I was referring to, and then assured me that the part would be shipped in 24 hours and would arrive in 3 days. OK, fine, I won’t cancel the order.

Guess what? I get another text message saying “thanks for your order, it will be delivered on 10/6.”

At 1:05 PM, I call Sears Parts Direct again. I explained the situation, and this agent told me, “I see in the notes that you are concerned about delivery time. No action has been taken on this request. We cannot promise 24-hour shipping. Your delivery date is still October 6th.” The previous agent simply lied through his teeth to keep me from cancelling the order. So I told this guy to cancel the order, I would find a part somewhere else. Fine. Order cancelled. Check in 5 days to make sure the refund has been processed.

I get another text message saying “Your parts have been ordered, Estimated delivery Friday October 6th.”

Cute, but I thought I’d wait until today to see if my refund has been processed. In the meantime, back on Tuesday, I went to Frigidaire’s website and ordered the part from them – about $40.00 more, but the part arrived in 3 days. Yay. Glass installed. Wife has oven, wife happy. That’s the important thing.

But today, 9/25, I get a text message from Sears saying “Your Part(s) have a delay for your order [number]. Track your part(s) and order details online [address].” The funny thing is, when I went to the website for Sears Parts Direct, uBlock Origin blocked it, and Malwarebytes blocked it for potential riskware with “coupleze.com.” Nice.

So back to the phone. Today’s agent said “I see the cancellation request, but because you requested cancellation more than 24 hours after the order, we can’t do anything here. The request has been submitted to our cancellation department.” I told him that I had nightmares about this extra part arriving on my porch, and if that happened I had no intention of sending it back. “Nothing we can do here,” was the response.

And, just as icing on the dung cake, another text message: “Your Part(s) have a delay for your order [number]. Track your part(s) and order details online [address].”

And an email this morning:

Dear Christopher,
We have not-great news: The item you ordered (W935098) is delayed because the product is temporarily unavailable.
Like most sellers, Sears PartsDirect is struggling with product availability because the global supply chain has been severely disrupted. As a result, our customers are enduring long waits for products shipped directly from our manufacturers.
We’ll notify you as soon as your order ships.
Unfortunately, our call center agents don’t have any additional insights into order status. We’ll email you the moment your order is on its way.
As soon as we have the estimated ship date, we’ll provide it to you. You can track your order at any time online here.
Thank you for your understanding and patience.
Your Sears PartsDirect Team

With customer service like this, it’s amazing that Sears Parts Direct manages to keep going at all. I’ll keep hammering at them until I get a refund, one way or the other. If they send me the part anyway, it’s their loss.

The Old Wolf has spoken.