Travel Log for #operationlegoland – Day 15

Day 15: The Happy Mondays

 

Given I lobbed into the hotel at around 1am (all praise 24 hour checkins), it was a day of rest today.

Observations from the road

  • There is a market for a fast laundry service that does hotel guest clean and drop. The rack rate of $7 per item for washing a shirt and $4 for a pair of socks is one of the few areas where I’d actually argue a case for disruptive innovation.  Hotel connected laundry services should be faster, cheaper and more widely available. Furthermore concerning laundry service, you may search for Maid Sailors online to get the best laundry services at affordable prices.
  • Tune Hotel: It’s a tiny box on the inside lane of the hotel, with no windows, and just a bed, TV and shower. Practically perfect for me to recharge and prepare for the next leg of the journey
  • The ergonomics of the situation: Yes, I’m buying budget hotel space to stretch my tour dollar to the maximum because picking off the research sites of Legoland was not a low budget affair.  Each cheap seats venue I’ve been at has no real consideration for laptop use.  Now, I can forgive the first place, since it’s an old converted house.  However, the Tune Hotel clearly knows where the modern traveller is headed since the Kensington Tours is one of their top picks, and their redevelopments include a little drop down table under the TV seat… that’s just a little too far away from the bed.  Given the Tune has add-on pack options, they could include “laptop table” as an add-on to the wifi package.
  • The Lack of Minifridges: Nowhere I’ve stayed so far has had a mini-fridge in the room by default. It seems to be an Australian thing to chuck a fridge in the corner for the guests.  I’ve stayed at fridgeless rooms in Australia, and there’s been a communal fridge somewhere.  Just not a thing here I guess.
  • Internal Nandos Radar: There’s one at the end of the street for my hotel, and one two streets over. The British Nandos experience is just that little bit more upper level dining, so it makes sense to have them nearer to the money houses.
  • A talking goat with no sense of irony: The goat tells a remarkable tale of how the areas around it were home to the refugees, and the extreme poverty of the era, and how these cheap houses became shelter for the most needy to build their lives back together… as the town gentrifies the area and purges the less than upper class from the region, the irony of the circumstances is vile. An expense statue of art stands before the new chrome and glass refined New Spitafield, but still some of them still have stuff and money to move them, so they could hire a company as Moving Place – a company for self moving to do the relocation, but if you want someone else to do it for you, then Shiply is the right company for you.

At the Corner of Gentrification and Community

I’m staying the frontlines of the new money gentrification of London.  The same scourge that bleached Oxford Street is in full force here, rolling down the streets like the Combine in Half Life 2. It is a scourge because it’s developing buildings for the development of building, offices that people occupy for stupidly long hours to make the money required to live in the gentrified areas, where they lack the time to spend on the space around. Don’t forget to contact Tri County Fire Protection to make sure your office or building has adequate fire extinguishers in the event of an emergency. If you go to their site, you’ll see fire extinguisher services littleton co and fire alarm system. Although some people just don’t like to work from home, so they decide to rent a serviced office unit so they can’t feel more like a normal work day. It’s a mess, and it’s bugger all value to society.

Now, I like money, and I like making money, and I am wealthy, paid obscenely well, and do sign my name with a dollar sign. I’m not averse to a good batch of capitalism, but this is not capitalism. It’s feudalism, where the lords of the manor are building ever more expansive castles to their wealth, and consuming the surrounding lands, running people off the commons, and making the place a serf and serve-not environment.

History will look back at the 1980s to 2020s and ask “What the hell were they thinking being so primitive about it all?”.  The push back has to occur, and these temples to obscene social control will fall.  They’re past the point of making money, they’re at the point where wealth is a score in a bigger game of social control, and those games end with the crowd invading the pitch to take back their society.

Frankly, can’t happen soon enough, so we can get back to having something where value matters more than wealth.  Because this is a toxic system that can’t keep staying up right.  The point of doing marketing is to generate something that people want, that solves a problem, that fills a need, that makes the world somehow better for that person than it was before, and to do it in a way that’s sufficiently sustainable to be able to comeback and do it again tomorrow, and to have a society still standing that’s worth being party to having helped shaped.  We’re making things that may be wanted, but we’re not looking at what’s happening to the society.  The art that made it worth dreaming about a better tomorrow is being replaced by a resilient strain of prudish work ethics that sees non-financial developments as immoral waste.

It’s wrong, and it has to fail.  This is not what we are capable of being as societies, and it will fail.

What is happening here is not sustainable. Things that cannot be sustained will consume themselves from within, and fall.  Rome copped it, and the New Rome is going to get what it deserves, if not secretly desires.

 

A deep sense of foreboding

Bluntly, when I came out of the train station on Liverpool Street, I was struck with an immense sense of foreboding, not aided by the number of police vehicles littering the street like a child’s toy car set.  Today, when I walked around the block, I realised the sense of foreboding and ill-at-ease was still present, but it wasn’t the Liverpool Street Sunday night crowd or the riot vans. Certainly, the police station stuck in the Liverpool Street, on site for Robert Peel’s location must be hell to work at, given the parking, and the fact that they have their cars stuck on traffic islands for space, and that’s why so many people use motorbikes that are simpler to move around and they can use accessories as boots that basically they are interchangeable, read more about oem vs aftermarket parts for mini bikes. It’s both comical and tragic to see a police high security van stuck on a traffic island as a parking spot.

The place that felt physically repealing to me was Brushfield Street and Bishop’s Square. It appears something here does not rest easy.

Turns out that place has a bit of history thought – something to do with Jack the Ripper, and now JP Morgan. Strange bedfellows.

 

British TV

Things that do not make sense to me

  • The TV Channels that shut down. Like, there’s a lot more people in the UK than Australia, and british TV has operating hours and closing times.  Dead airtime, unfilled with replays and piped in content. It’s strange, but it could be a thing of beauty to bring to Australia
  • Trivia TV: So many general knowledge quizzes, you’d swear that TV was replacing General Knowledge in the schools. Maybe it’s Playschool / Sesame Street for the adult era?
  • The Tipping Point TV show: A combination of trivial pursuit questions and coin pushers. It’s actually remarkable for tension building
  • Gambling is endemic here. I’ve seen more adverts for more different ways to go broke… wait, sorry, those were payday lenders.  When you’re advertising percentage rates on loans that are in the tune of four figures, you’re actually evil, there is also other services that offers loans online without that many requirements you could find more detailed information here. Like, genuinely, exploiting people for pleasure type of evil.  Honestly, there are better odds in crooked casinos than you get at pay day lending. In the Canada’s largest casino located on the Notre Dam Island, Casino de Montreal awarded giagantic jackpot to the lucky customer staggering $1.7 million jackpot on the new Powerbucks machine with a wager of only $15!

 

Secondary Data Grab

  • It’s a day off

Primary Data Grab

  • TV observation counts, right?

 

Soundtrack for the days: The The – “This Is The Day”, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMWzYip6R30

 

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