The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,500 times in 2015. If it were a cable car, it would take about 42 trips to carry that many people.
Thanks everyone for your steadfast support during this time.
Have a Great New Year!
I call this a strange post for what I am going to admit below – I might as well be honest.
All my data was collected in 2002-2005 during a period registered for a PhD at Bath University at the Centre for Biomimetic and Natural Technologies. As you may or may not have observed I have finally published, sans supervisor, three papers (the third shall be forthcoming). Parts 1 and 2 are doing well already and I expect them to continue to do so.
Then comes the embarrassing bit. I have been invited to speak (I get a £100 discount if I do) at the Chinese World Robotics Conference and I confess – I am not entirely sure what application my work has to robotics which are all neural programmiing. Except possibly to microstructures.
That was the embarrassing bit.
Any ideas? Well, comment or send me a mail.
British Intelligence and my PhD
It has come apparent that I have been the source of great power through the intervention of said Her Majesty’s government services use of me as a fall point to which to attach their wrongs within the system.
I preach that the start of the sequence of events began after the first assault when I began to feel the effect of the attention of the British public and again those of the certain name called the Bathonian sector of the Navy, for this was once known as HMS Bristol and flew the navy flag from every known building whenever there was any fleet action to be aware of.
I will be brief. Hazel that is Hazel Turner knows nothing of the grief I have been through; though it be irksome I forgive her now as I piece together the image of the fall, so to speak, of me from power to a form of agenda that must be recuperated from a form that was of an oblique nature and not as I saw it to be.
I know that it is the British Intelligence in the form of Her Majesty’s force the MI5 group who have been trying to stop me getting my PhD particularly in Biomimetics and going back to South Africa and doing my good work there.
I will be brief now and said that it is about the sent of the tie of the sent in other words it is about the time of the saint to come in and say that it is my equal share of the value of the system and the end of the tie that makes it to a real. I know it sounds like gibberish to you but it means that I am in control of my senses to be able to write like that and then revert to this. Now I see that you are all seated and ready to hear about the regime that let me in to it in the first place – what slack-assed person accepted me of all people to study an area like Biomimetics?
I will say this that it was a wan and elderly man who put me in the driving seat and that was of course Cliff Burrows who knows not that I respect him for what he has achieved although he has to admit it did get a bit out of hand. I will not be the one who gets the whole end of the story in place in one time but I will tell you that it took a long time for me to feel this way as I undercurrent all the events with an episode in my life that gave me the shitter of a time when it was unvealed that everyone knew how she died and yet I didn’t know why they knew, that it was out of sympathy that they all sang for my side.
I will be there for you when you come into the ware of the wood – indeed when you come out of it too, I will be there, but now I must all just have to sing and dance for you and say that all the ones who gave me the end of your time.
I will not be the one who is the first to win the cup, I shall be the second and not the third either for I shall be there when I win and when I lose. I shall not be the one who is left standing with the foot in the stirrup and I shall be the need for all not the need for some and that is a promise.
I would like to thank the following individuals for giving me my life: Mrs Dame Prof Breakwell, Gary Rathbone, Dean of Engineering Prof Cliff Burrows, Julian Vincent, Prof Burrows’ wife (though she does not know it, I saw her the other day) and of course Mr Adrian Bowyer who saved my life the other day although he didn’t know it cos he allowed for the fact that I had been injured to influence the way I had played the game and the hand of cards I had been given. All I saw was attack, so to speak, and that led to a lot of lost time until he realised that it was in fact Trauma Induced Psychosis that he was witnessing and not the end of the way through to sanity again.
I must be a bit open now and say this: that I have blamed the wrong people in the simple fact of the way because I did not know what it was about – that I was really being attacked by a very grown up organization, namely the MI Group and that was the fact of it. They are the reason that I have not worked for so long and they shall be about the first to admit that it is so Now, that it has come to light in so many papers that they have made available to Chris Evans the DJ who managed to find a way to get them and so it is true that I have been in the way of development of a plan that would have seen the end of Trade Unionism and Bath University is an entropy statement of this.
It was about to find a one way ticket out of here, Trade Unionism was, with the start of a new one called the non-Free start of the New One or the Call. So it was that I became involved in a dispute that would go down in history as one of the bitterest that should be fought on the stairs and balustrade of Westminster although we the public didn’t know it. Lots of arguing and fighting sometimes quite literally, on the stairs and in the corridors of power that led to the start of the demise of the West London police station called the Bellevue because of its view form its police cells. I will be brief: I saved the union. How? By supplying it with the argument (bona fide) that led to its exponent (Ken Livingstone) being able to overturn the rest of them and is it is for the sake of all that I took a dive under the ropes and went off the scene for a while.
Now I seek to assure some of you who wonder about my balance it is only far gone when I lack sleep. It is too good to be true but I shall be able to explain when I ask you to understand that it is not the fact that I have been assaulted that does this – it is the aftermath in which I demonstrated considerable bravery in being able to continue with my work at all, never mind complete a PhD, especially when they that is the professionals were around to scare the life out of me. I think that it is time for a brief history of the moment: I will be the first to see the end of the tie though for I have already fore given the many who insulted me for the sake of it when they knew I had a vulnerable position to defend.
I want to tell you some more but it is about time I took a break for a coffee and a smoke so I will.
Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders
There was a kind of manner of speaking that let those who knew me to know that there was something wrong with me. I could not get the rest of the tiny picture out of my head that it was about the way that they all tried to gain a lot of time from me without getting a lot of vowel sounds.
Moebius writing – it changes sides/meaning without you even noticing that it has. This is what I like.
Now I want you to see that there is a lot happening in my life which is why I do not go out a lot. I have a lot to do and a lot to keep check of. This means that I do not get a lot of sex either and therefore it is important for you to know this: that I am not going to give a stuff about any woman who comes into my life unless she has a lot going for her, too. I will be the one who is unformed in the end and that shall make thee understand that it is thee who I want and not those who are surrounding us.
I want to make sure that all and sundry understand that this nonsense above is not aimed at you it is at the right legal body of the holder of the frown named David bloody Cameron and his niece Ms Jo Brand who has interfered with enough business to make sure that it is without the necessary need for it. I will not content that it is going to be the first time I say this but it is going to be the end of all time when I finally make it to tell you all that it is the fault of Mr Sir Mark Thatcher that I am on the MI5 list and that is because I have insulted him and his fault is to deny that he had anything to do with the alleged kidnapping of Mr Patrice Lamumba back when in the 2000’s of South Africa when he was there planning to kidnap him with the aid of Mr Mike Hoare, Free agent extraordinaire. When he tried to kidnap said Presidential candidate and free thinker from the CAR he did not require any visas to enter our country. Now that could change if we do not see a wherewithal to change this habit of behaviour and when this happens we shall understand that there is a change in the one who sees it first and the one who sees it Never since it is the way of the world to be this way and to save the end result to the end of the book.
It is not the fact that it is all about Unionization it is about the fact that no wonder they could all get there they couldn’t – in other words – they have all been sanctioned by Mr David Cameron himself to be able to get all the people into one bag called “trade unionists” and then stop them from exporting or importing their oil from overseas – the ILO or International Labour Organisation for instance, for the poor shall not be the ones who deserve this end of the stick but rather deserve the right to govern themselves and so it is that I am not going to be the one who gets into the problem house but the one who gets out of it.
I am about to go and see what it is that I can do. Okay, how’s this for an idea – “teaching grass for example, or the grass cuttings to be exact so they are severed from the root and the host plant, to continue “growing” through the interaction of atmospheric carbon and water and the natural affinity of grass to the fact that it should grow, continuously, in other words its genetic features, seeing as it has enough minerals etc to be able to make it through another ten percent increase in fibre length through the evolution of their being a greater part of the face of it on the fat. It is within the deposition of myself that I say this. I will say that it is the start of all the new and not the old of this town to be aware that it unfair to be able to see this without being able to tell me so so you should all press “follow” pretty quick or you will not lose your privilege. Just hit follow if you want to follow the story.
To continue my idea about growing grass artificially, in that way the fibre will grow “into” any space and occupy it thereby being able to gain shape. This is a form of artificial attachment and can make the manufacture of computer motherboards a thing of the past as they are currently produced plus have an effect of making all those who use it a little mad at themselves for not having thought of it first themselves.
What you do is you pour the sludge into a tray and then wait for it to solidify and so grow. It is allowed to reach a new level of fear potential when it starts to inhabit the outer section of your room tonight and make scary noises though. No – then it forms a fixative that can last as long as the computer but which dismantles into the component bits when you add only water.
This is an original idea so: (Copyright Bruce E Saunders, 2015, 22/12/2015) You saw it here first folks!
The “sludge” is of course GE mixtures of cellulose and water mixture so that it seaps into the framework of the mould, so to speak, and does not get into the rea and the row. This is a name for it. Rhea. It is the name of the framework from which we hang the wet follicles when they are prepared to be pressed into a new work.
I will begin by telling you that it is a Rhea that is the bird that is exclusive to Kiwi-land so go slow with it and see what it is that makes the lot of you all be so square. It is the fact that you do not know your own language toute suite. I mean it is now the start of the end and now it is the art of the send.
Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders
POLITICAL INFLUENCE AND TRADE UNIONISM AT BATH CAMPUS
This is for the record.
I was put in a position that was prepared for me from the outset of my PhD which had little to do with my choice and everything to do with the Department of Engineering’s plans for me.
The closure and the reasons for the closure of the Biomimetics Group remain shrouded in mystery to me – except I know now it was I who shot down Julian Vincent and that is who the Vice Chancellor has been defending him until now as has the rest of the Bath CLP and the UCU on campus, via Michael Carley of the Mech Eng Department and Branch Secretary and squash opponent to the then Head of Department, Tony Mileham.
The reason for the silence is so that the University staff have been able to continue with their campaign of harassment and no one knows it continues except the staff and Hazel Turner and Julian Vincent and Kevin Edge.
The choice was this although I did not know it at the time: don’t get involved in trade unionism and get a PhD or join the UCU and only get an MPhil and become a Research Officer.
Sally Clift’s assessment of me had little to do with the topic, it was political as was the presence of Liz Walker of the Student Money Service, also UCU (or AUT as it was then).
It has been Prof Edge vs Me.
Political discrimination, harassment, unlawful entry, assault and conspiracy, torture.
Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders
This is NB to me – my First ever invitation to conference to give a speech, as well!!
Shanghai 2016 here I come possibly.
If one looks at the above link one can see where my two papers currently lie, in the monthly ratings.
And the monkeys are out of their cages and it’s a race up the board to the top!!
Paper two has hit the boards running!
Oooh! It’s exciting!!
Here’s the link!!
Now, anyone who thinks they can copy THIS can eat shit as it is now published under a New Name, i.e. Bruce E Saunders and my whoever thought they could steal it die in a cool stone place.
Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders
You know this blog and its pages have been a very important receptical for my work over the past two or so years, since I set up the blog in fact, and its use is soon coming to a close.
You see I set it up to preserve intellectual property, not to impress.
I wanted my data out there and labelled as MINE or at least, as somebody elses to you know what – the University!
I have been in a mindless dispute with the “Establishment” of the University of Bath for some years now and as they dominate where I live now, they have alot of “pull” in the area.
This means the police.
This means I have had intrusion in my place of living and theft, yes theft, of my work until I have not known what was going to go next – so I put it ALL online for better or for worse, just to get it there and retain a copy in everyone’s computer who looks at it.
Now I have produced a first – a paper that goes three ways to hell across the board fron Biology to Mechaical Engineering without need to consult with a biologist nor another mechaical engineer – a biomimeticist is born.
Knowing both sides of the coin is rare – usually people concentrate on their own fields of expertise but I was forced at first and then I elected to go that way myself – to see what I could do with what I had (which was vry little).
I have three papers in the offing now – the first has already been produced as a springboard into the second and then, surprise surprise, the third relies on the rsults of the first two and so that should be assured a publication deal too. That makes three without needing to lift another pen. That makes a first too, in the Journal of Robotics and Biomimetics, of three papers by the same precise author in their Journal. That makes me pretty experienced in writing papers and too it makes me assured of the reward of being the best expert in my field the world has seen so far!
That field? Attachment mechanisms. Biological ones and there mechanical analogues.
How to attach a head to a neck, or how to join a leg to a stump or how to join a control system monitor to a nervous system.
If there are any new people in the field intersted in working with me on a project someday – well – here I am!