Anglified Dutch versus English …

This is a screenshot, possibly from a photo by Paul Smith of an amazing-looking unnatural-looking sky. Correct me if I’m wrong. Anyone?

Finally signed up to a newspaper and even paying my way. The Guardian has Tim Winton writing on account of the ‘outrage’ of climate warming being done to us, and mincing no words at all. I’m happy to read the real story!

https://www.theguardian.com/membership/2026/aug/24/this-is-not-a-natural-calamity-it-is-being-done-to-us-knowingly?CMP=share_btn_url

So I’m glad that the Volkskrant, the Dutch outlet I was trying to subscribe to, just didn’t want to know me. Their site is run totally by machine. Without any human input, it feels like, and if the prospective subscriber asks something different to the usual, there is just no possibility to step off the beaten track.

And finally, there’s nowhere to put my Australian money since I don’t have an IBAN, don’t know what an IBAN is, and moreover my bank in Australia does not deal in IBANs. Up to now I have had no problem paying anywhere in the world by the usual international means. Must be, the Volkskrant wants only want sheeple.

From the few bits that I did read, I gather that Dutch–or should I say Nederlands–is being Anglified hand-over-fist. I saw a ton of words taken straight out of English that, where and if necessary, had Dutch pre and post fixes, and verb endings applied. Gescoort? Offeren. Privacy. Spark.

Other than that tendency, there is the Dutch practice of pasting long trains of words together to describe new concepts … onderhandelingstafel, for example, in an article to do with trade sanctions. Don’t ask, I have no idea. Vermogensbeheerder is another mysterious concept.

Is this merely a Dutch version of journalese is what I want to know? Do ordinary Dutch people speak this language?

The equivalent but opposite tendency in English seems to be to split up compound words and I admit to a tendency to put hyphens between words that read as though they are trying to belong together. Like hand-over-fist a few lines above.

Repairing Clothes …

… is what I’m doing this week. Or maybe call it Repurposing. Ten years ago I knitted a jumper for a different climate. Then decided I’d rather have had a cardigan… which resulted in the famous “steek” experiment. Link to follow later.

Then I moved to Brisbane. Didn’t wear it. Too warm. So this winter, six years down the track, took the sleeves off and made it into a vest.

Was already wearing it for a while when I thought a button about mid chest would be good for early mornings.

Crocheted tab and loop, sewed on the two buttons. The one on the tab purely for balance, I thought.

Looks pretty good. Then … the tab flapping about when I wear it loose … huh? Why not just button it back?

Very satisfactory! Pure serendipity.

Pacing …

Fish … watercolour … Rita de Heer

Pacing is what I’ve been doing. Not much else, than reading and a bit of painting. Because I’ve been going mad due to psoriasis in my ears, all over my scalp and now also on my face. Mad with itch. It’s another auto-immune disorder. Add it to the two or three I already have and you get why I need the pacing.

I’ve been trying to get out into the sun more because that used to fix the psoriasis. Though that means using extra energy, and that means more pacing. Letting stuff go. One Life Lived Well describes pacing beautifully. Give her a read and you’ll know all about it.

https://onelifelivedwell.substack.com

‘Condemned to Decide’

I loved reading this article right now when my cortex and lizard brain have been at odds with one another and I made the wrong decision about getting medical help for a cat scratch. And AI would’ve been no use whatever.

Am I mimetic or a stubborn fool? Anyway more on my adventures another time. There are such good ideas in here, I’ll be journalling them when I get home (from hospital).

Because the future is here already and when we have kids and grandkids we need to be able model these very important concepts.

An essay about agentic vs mimetic people, using your lizard brain, and why outsourcing your judgment to AI is a values problem before it’s a …

Condemned to Decide

Mongrel, 36

I’m pretty happy with this image, another cut from a ceramic puzzle I once made. The original 30 centimeter tile broke across during storage, a risk associated with green-ware. IE not yet kilned. I took the pieces home over the Christmas holidays to decide what I was going to do with it.

Ended up breaking them into 13 pieces to try a different experiment on each piece. In this photo are four of the pieces representing a creek. As well as incising them, and painting them with ceramic slips, I searched one of the local bottle dumps and found fragments of old blue and old white glass to crush. Kilning the glassy fragments made the foamy creek water featured on these pieces. Below them the pieces that were inscribed with creek bank vegetation and fungi.

Bosley’s Builders, 2

Lunch at the site, pizza again …

OMG, do you see what I see? Just noticed the smiley faces on the studs of the base plate … they’re not Lego, of course. But we knew that, right? It’s the Hardware Store Build and that base-plate is on notice.

This installment is now live here, on Story-ing Bricks couldn’t change a few things, like the file name, and there being no author name, as if the installment appeared out of the ether … these items are part of the set-in-concrete nature of MSWord. Hopefully those will be fixed from now on.

Didn’t change the upside down order of posts. They should be easier to find with the blog-post re-titling. That’s a WordPress thing.

So I’m wondering whether if I organize a ‘cloud’ that’ll help with find-ability. Can but try, as the saying goes.