Parental feelings

Sometimes you tire of your offspring, of course, who doesn’t loose patiencechildabuse
at one point or another, but you do your best not to take it
out on the child. At least, thats what anyone that has a
clear cut conscience does. You see, just because one’s life is
hard, stressful and filled with adversity, there is no real
excuse to take things out on a poor, innocent child, no
matter what mess that child has managed to make, or
whatever that child did break.

When you physically hurt a child, is it a need for control, an
outlet for helplessness, or just plain mental problems? I
really can’t make a call on that because I am not a shrink like
Dr. Phil, neither am I a therapist in any other way that matters,
but I can, and do let people know that by being a parent I
can vouch for my own feelings in the matter at hand.

Every single day, there are children being physically abused
by adults and that to me, is unacceptable. If you see
someone  violently shaking or hitting a child, even if it is an
open handed slap, would you react, and more importantly,
HOW would you  react? I am not gonna sit here and tell you
that I would do this and that or else.. but I would do
SOMETHING at least. It is an obligation I have towards every
child out there, an obligation that every single sensible adult is bound to.

There is no excuse for inaction. I have heard of those that just shrugged and
thought “hey, its not my call”. IT IS YOUR CALL. You are observing it.
How would you feel if that same child, later that night died from one
to many blow to the head, and you realized that if you had spoken up
for that child, that little person would be alive, albeit a bit sad to be
separated from the parent because, lets face it, abused children still
loves their parents on one or another level, and leaving that parent
may in the beginning feel like a betrayal, but in the end, maybe you can
make the child understand that it is not his or her fault that their
parent is hitting them.

Now, just to share something. My girlfriend showed me this earlier tonight
and even though I am supposed to be one of the stereotype manly men
(I know I most definetly aren’t one) I got a little wet in the corner of my eye.

The song is named “Concrete angel” and the lyrics are below.

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she’s holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn’t ask
It’s hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she’s loved concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it will be too late

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she’s loved concrete angel

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she’s loved concrete angel

The Laptop from hell.

I am at home, and have been for some time and most of you readers
know this. Yesterday, a friend from my former workplace came by with
a laptop.  A toshiba equium. The problem with this was that it had a nasty
BIOS password that was really stubborn. So, I started to check around
the web for possible solutions. Google is your friend ya know.

Anyhow, it appears that this particular toshiba used a Phoenix Bios
instead of the pretty much standard Award BIOS.

Now, if your computer has an award BIOS, the backdoor is most likely
AWARD_SW or, if you have a swedish keyboard, AWARD?SW since the ?
translates to the _ on the keyboards.

Ok, that didnt work, and neither did Toshiba, wich is supposed to be another
one of those backdoor passwords. So, i figured, hey, if theres a nice little
bios reset jumper… but noooo, its a laptop, so didnt think too hard on that one.

Then came another flash of classic ideas. Remove the BIOS battery, power up
the machine and then shutdown and replace battery. Sure enough.
I got my trusty phillips screwdriver wich is always close at hand for comfort
and flipped the laptop over.

Not sure how many of you have actually looked on the underside of a laptop, but theres
a lot more screws there then on a standard desktop PC. Anyhoo, I removed the pretty
much every frigging screw visible, and then some. I even removed the screws that was
on the hatches AND the screws that was visible INSIDE those hatches and the
damned chassi still felt like it was glued on with epoxy.

Now, I tried a little gentle violence wich is always needed to move some things
out of the way, but to no avail.

Lets compare this a little to the laptop we have in the house. My girlfriends. Hers is
an Asus A6000 model. Was pretty good when we got it, and still gets the job
done.

On that I had to clear the fan because it was clogged with cat hair, and really, it wasnt just
a few stray hairs, it was a solid lump of hairs, but I am digressing. To remove THAT laptops
chassis, there was a total of 8! count em, EIGHT screws and the thing was just to lift off.

So, whats the conclusion? Well, the chassis designer on Toshiba should get summarily
executed by the use of an old pendulum axe AFTER someone has slowly deepfried
his cohones WHILE they are attached and THEN slowly cut them of with a rusty ice-skate.

IF someone asks you for help concerning a Toshiba and you ever REMOTELY suspect
that you have to open it. Refuse. It is a lot easier on your mental health and on the
ears on your environment.