Un-Un-Cat links to episodes in order

 Un-Un-Cat stands for Unedited-Unapologetic-Catharsis.

Until I reach the end of the story, revise and edit the working draft, whittle it down from Un-Un-Cat to Un-Cat, -- all 2019 and 2020 episodes as-is are free to read. I.e. they are NOT behind the Medium pay-wall, yet except for one episode 9. tl;dr (too long; didn't read). Behind the Medium paywall since June 2020.

Why I am writing this climate change fiction prototyping political parody is what is most important at this time. 

Here are the links to the story episodes posted so far.

Episode 1. Not a chicken, Not an egg.

Episode 2, 'Hello, World' (live long and prosper)

Episode 3. The House That Uncle Jack Built 

Episode 4. Nothing to fear, food, and point of view

Episode 5. Lonely Dog from a galaxy far, far away learns how to make friends on the internet. 

Episode 6. — Dog never gives up hope for his people to one day become friends with the people of Earth.

Episode 7. Dog's Point Of View on How to Save the World. 

Episode 8. -- Farewell

Episode 9. tl;dr (too long; didn't read). Behind the Medium paywall since June 2020.

Un-Un-Cat Episode 10. Money, Politics, and Stuff.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 11. Cat's Don't Understand Bad-guys.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 12.-- Cat's don't understand romance. 

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 13. -- Ask The People What They Want

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 14.--Wake Up America! The Millennials are coming!! The Millennials are coming!!!

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 15. -- How a Cat became the HUMAN candidate.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 16. -- Home is where the heart is.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 17. -- A WARNING from an Asperger's Spectrum Point of View for the 2020 Primaries.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 18. -- The Untimely Impeachment.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 19. -- Poetic Justice a.k.a. Level Orange Catharsis. 

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 20. -- FORWARD!!!

Un-un-Cat, Episode 21. -- The White House Lawn.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 22. -- Freedom and Integrity in Journalism.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 23.-- Heal the Digital Divide for the Humans. Cat-Versus-Dog Way of Thinking.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 24. — Housing as a Right. The H. in HUMAN.

Un-Un-Cat, Episode 25. — The U in HUMAN 

Un-Un-Cat — Episode 26. The M in HUMAN 

Un-Un-Cat — Episode 27. The A in HUMAN; ArtCoin365 economic stimulus for the arts.

Un-Un-Cat — Episode 28. The N in HUMAN; and what that means for America. 

Un-Un-Cat - Episode 29. Physical versus Fiscal

Un-Un-Cat - Episode 30. Year of the Fish. 

Why I posted 'The Year of the Fish'

Not spam, closure. I accept that I can’t change, really... anything, going on in the world, I’m just one more fool living in it. But, I can’t help but dream about a possible better time-line to reduce suffering. It’s just the way God made me. I escape into a fictional imaginary world. 

Yesterday, July 15th I posted what I felt like is the most important episode for mitigating climate change damage. It’s really about the impact of the oil age on the world’s oceans, and about people working together to save life on the planet, instead of being greedy, working their entire lives “away” for “profit”. What ever that is, an abstraction? The world, planet Earth and life, that’s real folks. Money, at least since fiat currency, is an abstraction, anyways… I digress. 

In my opinion, the oil age is realistically a hundred years from 1949 till 2049.

And our odds of the planet surviving, reducing suffering is greatly increased if we try to mitigate the damage, yesterday. And since we can’t do that, how about now?

------------------- P.s. at this date, July 2024, it doesn't seem that I'm ever going to "bounce back". Where was I in 2017? The 50+ (not telling how old I am) still middle-aged-ish Gen-X-er, is just working on keeping going, that's all.

While I know there are no excuses in this life, I have been asked by friends and family to give myself a break. In 2019 and 2020 I went through round three of cancer treatments and surgeries. It's just taking a little while longer for me to mentally bounce back to where I was in 2017 when I started the first draft of this project. The pathology report from 2020, unlike 2019, was good news, officially I'm cancer-free, just got a couple new holes in me and a few more scars for my "collection". In 2021 post treatment side-effects were so bad I thought I might have a brain tumor. MRI results from the last week in Sept, 2021 say all clear, as far as it can see, I'm losing my mind the old fashioned way.  

From April 4th, 2020 (the date the last episode was posted) till now-ish 2021. I've re-drafted and revised the next episode three times. Then couldn't convince myself to continue. An explanation for the long intermission will be posted when I get there, sorry for the delay.

Thanks for reading, ☮+💚🌎 Uva Be

2020 not going as planned

Update March 2021, Good news! We succeeded in getting that racist misogynist orange clown out of the White House.

Not so great news. Our POTUS is moderately progressive and considered to be of the blob era. Still, the Vice made POTUS in contrast knows how to get to work and hire an administration who will not be vacant because they resigned or were fired. So, 4/5th good news.

Also, there were holes in our local grocery store in 2020 every now and then, they replaced some products with others they could get and we always had fresh veggies, fruits, cheese, and meats. The holes were flour, eggs, crackers, cookies, soy milk, tomatoes and bread, especially sourdough bread. With other bread to eat, so thankfully, no worries. American grocers still kick ass. And thank you farmers and all the people harvesting the bounty of food we spoiled people are used to.  

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The last Tuesday in April, weeks and days in 2020 merge into blurry self-isolation that feels both longer and shorter at the same time.

Wanted to add a new post here to make a record because I'm struggling to imagine what the world is going to be like after we re-emerge.

Will, we get testing of the coronavirus mapped out enough to prevent a second wave?

Will our grocer's back-up of food, especially perishables like fresh fruit and veggies, bread, meat, milk and eggs make it to the store or will our pantries be stocked with canned food and powdered mixes? ...until that too runs out?

What will be the long term effects on the economy and politics? Can America survive 4 more years with this terrible POTUS?

Or?

Will we see a shift for good to save the planet that never would have happened without this time of reflection on how fragile human life is?

dealing with social media

...or not. Where to start?

1. It's all about "me", or the shared bits of all of us.

Thinking about "looking" at screens.

Writers of memoirs and painters of self-portraits have known this feeling for centuries. A window to our soul and an apple a day...whatever.

This grain of sand (now in 2020, 1 in over 7 billion). Light plus silver halide particles on a film negative, capturing a thin layer of shadow and exposure framed in a box for a flicker of a moment.

Now multiplied by millions (those who share) and billions (everyone who has access to the interwebs) if even only by wireless phone.

That brings me to phones. While I ❤ art + fiction. And enjoy autobiographies ( esp. unplanned ones) and don't care much for biographies (esp. unauthorized ones). Phones?

The problem with phones is like screens; it's not about the device. It is all about the disembodied voices. It is the torture of the damn things "beeping" all hours of the day and night.

A sincere heartfelt thank you to the team who developed the 'Do Not Disturb' algorithm. Thanks for helping to reduce a lot of suffering.

(to be continued) 

In the next post, later with the ...or not dealing parts.

(1/13 to 1/17/2020 or 4 days later)

Uploaded this background to FaceBook in December 2019.

More than a few times over the years I've written long wordy complaints about how there has to be something better. I've quit FB, even deleted photos there, etc...

Today? I'm feeling like enough words.

(1/29/2020, 12 days since I added words here)

Twitter algorithms hunt up data from "web-crawlers" my searches, emails and whatever else my digital life lets "them" list and sell. The loudest crap buries tweets from my meek busy friends.

Facebook bought Instagram, it keeps attempting to remind me to log in. But, I have never done the FB on my phone.

This Blogger blog, Google purchased, now uses ad space attempting to sell add clicks to me. It knows I visit my own blog here while editing more than anyone else reads it. That $84 and change in my Adsense account went from $79 to $84 dollars in the last 8 or 9 years. It will never reach the $100 dollar threshold. So Google will never pay me. 

Medium paid me a nickel. They actually sent a deposit for that five cents! But, people stopped clapping when I got past the five episodes they could read for free. So, I listed all the episodes as FREE to read. It's against the rules to ask for claps. I haven't but, the cynical side of my sense of humor assumes they are blocking me since it's free to read my story posts there.

My own blog, www.uvabe.com always shows up as Not secure. Hmm...? I see this same warning in the paid-for URL on a lot of other artists' and writers' blogs.

The mean person who I fight with sometimes says, You will never be young and sexy, you will NEVER be an influencer. Why do you even waste your time? 

I say What else is there? It's what I've got, a little time to waste. Then I write this post as a writing warm-up for more important things.