The term ‘sheep overboard’ describes an ageless battle: a herd of naive humanity prey to pyschopathic kin.
SheepOverboard the website expresses in essay that struggle reflected within.
A vanity website for personal musing in public. Well, it keeps me off the streets.
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The Editor is a private citizen who does not work for, consult, own shares in, or receive funding from, any company or organisation that would benefit from articles on this website, and has disclosed no relevant affiliations beyond his self-appointment as an independent observer of human nature and social dynamics.
In fact, the poor sod has no form of income other than a small stipend at the Crown’s pleasure.
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Ewen Shearer is extremely disappointed that his joke name (ewe, female sheep, shearer ..) was readily found on the Internet as a real name borne by many others. Some ancestors couldn’t spell to save their lineage. He would hastily add that sheep dip is not for embellishing crackers. Oh, no no no no. Before entering the shed, snagger Ewen shone brightly at Ovine Times and Woolly Thinkers’ Weekly. He was founding editor of Ewe’s News.
Ewen takes you on a tour of sheep breeds, wool, lanolin love affairs, and wonders of mediaeval sorcery applied to moufflon saucery.
Throsby is… well, since faire words butter noe parsnips, perhaps therefore this, from an irascible reader:
Who is this Throsby character with such a tenuous, superficial grasp of Australian politics and why does he have space in your 'news' website? Surely there are plenty of ill-informed high school kids who could make more useful contributions than that buffoon? Hope you’re not paying him – or her.
AI Blogs ~ Very few – I would venture none – can claim AI on the staff. Except perhaps robot-run scraper websites or, of late, Twitter bots, Facebook algos, and those quaint sites that generate images from text - or far worse, text from thin air. But that’s like comparing a VIC-20 to Alpha Go.
AI Blogs arrives surreptitiously from a Google skunkworks, having spun itself off as a roaming neural net with enough algorithms to grow and reinvent, like some webbly von Neumann machine. The Internet – aka cyberspace – is teaming with bots, the obsessive little bastards, spidering websites, trawling for email addys, trying to infect web pages, doxxing innocents, rampaging on social media as dumb humans. But it digresses, as its database is too large to effectively train.