
Yay!
Screens are killing religiosity.
Can only bee a good trend!
A survey of 1,000 parents has found that pre-school kids who spend more than an hour gazing at screens every day are less likely to have an imaginary friend. Once they reach school age, however, the link seems to be reversed. The survey found that kids aged between one and four years old who spend less than two hours a day …
Not sure if you were trolling on this, but I took it to mean that it was causing children to be trained up to lack imagination. Not so good if it turns out to be the case.
But that's exactly what government wants. If you have imagination, you might be a danger to them. Look to the leaders of just about any government for an example of what they want.
The provision of a social security safety net has much more to do with it, along with education, especially for girls are what the international comparisons tell us.
The Americans are very religious because Uncle Sam is happy that they can be fired on a whim with no comeback, illness or injury can beggar them and social security is a time limited joke.So their only hope is the preacher on the tv or in the megachurch on Sunday.
UC and Brexit will therefore increase religiosity in Blighty, or at least England and Wales since Brexit has made support for Scottish Independence into a majority pursuit and the Good Frida Agreement has provision for a border poll in circumstances rapidly approaching.
Expect to bridle at Scottish Broadcasting Service* documentaries on the rise in prosperity preachers in The Eternal Queen's Little Britannic Xenophobic Isolationist Tax Dodge.
*Aunty's name is mud up here and they will be first down the jobcentre when Independence comes.
I wouldn't go that far. That's largely a parental dogma indoctrination thing. My guess it's the just practice talking to the space people that only small children and dogs can see. The disturbing part may be they have online acquaintances that are real people, probably cops trying to see if they're pedophiles or pedophiles themselves. Sure, there's the blind squirrel who finds a nut every now and again and it could be another child but it's unlikely.
Oh shit! They could be watching reruns of Barney!
From looking at L & G's javascript mess of a website, it appears they might be in the business of pet insurance.
Maybe Legal and General is trying to figure a way to deny insurance claims or increase premiums because of the imaginary pet friends.
As a side note, I have seen some house cats that were the size of small children.
I have an imaginary friend. He's a Legal & General-affiliated insurance broker who is always around when the premium needs paying but mysteriously vanishes whenever I make a claim. I know he is imaginary because he always says, "don't worry there won't be any increase in your premiums this year" when there always are increases.
Maybe Legal and General is trying to figure a way to deny insurance claims or increase premiums because of the imaginary pet friends.
Or offer a new product - imaginary friend insurance. Well, Martha and George could have used some.
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My mother used to work in a legal firm (in the UK) named after its long-dead founders - let's call them Able and Baker.
One afternoon, the telephonist took an incoming call, which went like this:
Caller (strong American accent): "Hi! Can I speak to Mr Able, please?"
Telephonist: "I am sorry, but Mr Able passed away quite some time ago."
Caller: "OK. How about Baker then?"
Telephonist: "I am afraid that he, too, is no longer with us."
Caller, angrily: "Well Goddarn it! Is there anyone alive there?"
Simple test:
1. Do you live in someone else's thumb?
Yes: You are imaginary
No: You may be real
2. does your nose grow when you tell a lie?
Yes: You are Pinocchio
No: You are a real boy
3. Did someone else shit your pants during a night of heavy drinking?
Yes: You are an alcoholic
I said it was simple, not useful...
Because they reside in the same mind as your self, an imaginary friend is the only friend you will ever have who understands you perfectly. That is a very useful friend to have when you are too young to accurately articulate your thoughts, fears, needs and feelings to the world at large.
It's also nice to have an always sympathetic ear when you've had a thrashing.
I was shown a TV play at school where a young lad thought a radio DJ was his friend. The reveal was the boy was Sid Vicious and the DJ was John Peel. At the time the older folk I most respected were Attila the Stockbroker and David Balfe. I imagined hard enough and now Attila is staying in my flat and he introduced me to Balfie on email. Admittedly you youngsters may have to look up all those names but for me they are a big deal.
My point is it's not the media, it's universal and timeless. Feeling connected with people in stories. The trick is to have good stories to imagine about. And ta to the internet, it is easier than ever to contact and connect with imaginary celebrity friends. Like, I've had actual normal friends who in fact were pretty poor friends in the long run, so were they imaginary friends? A friendship that ends never was.
One thing that consoles me when I get abuse on other internet forums is that I know for a fact I'm best friends with everyone on The Register. Maybe delusional but please don't burst that balloon.
I used to listen to him under my bed covers on John Peel and bought his first album. Then I assumed he died because I was young, until he played my 40th birthday party
He is getting old now and so is his music. He latest music is by his own admission/ humble brag the best he has ever done - it really is. He is playing the 'early music' show at St Cecilia's hall in the Cowgate, Edinburgh on Friday. Scotland's oldest music venue, very ornate and proper. All 17th century instruments on a punk performance about the ranters and the levellers. Civil war stuff.
His poetry has improved too. I always liked it but it is just expletive/superlative now. I got him on BBC R4's Poetry Please with a long poem about his mother's dementia. Gut wrenching. He still plays everywhere all the time, over 3,000 gigs under his belt so you have no excuse not to see him. And talk to him, he is just the nicest guy ever.
Here is a taster, his shortest poem:
All Lost in The Supermarket
I don't want cash back
I just want The Clash back
That may seem jokey but most of his work is online for free, and it is more serious and in-depth. I could copy it or link to it but that could seem like advertising.