… for oh-so-many reasons, of which the biggest for me is that it’s where I live. I moved here in 2000, when the peace process was already well underway, and things have improved steadily here year on year.

And apart from a stupid, brain-dead, ignorant, violent few (many of whom are in their teens and early 20s and can’t even remember the Troubles), most of the people in Northern Ireland want things to just stay peaceful, thank you very much.

To that end, yesterday there were peace rallies in several towns and cities across NI. And since I was in Belfast yesterday, I went down to the one at City Hall. Couldn’t hear the speakers very well; could hear the piper (although his high notes sounded a bit wrong); could definitely hear how several thousand people can all be silent at once.

Things might get a bit fucked-up again. (Note that I don’t normally swear on this blog, but this is something that calls for strong language.) I really really really hope not.

Also today, I am mostly … not being a wimp

… while getting more of my skin tags removed, since the doctor went straight for the liquid nitrogen this time. No scalpels involved. On the downside, he was poking some of the smaller ones, which meant the surrounding skin got scalded as well, and will probably be painful for quite a while.

So I have multiple pains in the neck at the moment. It’ll all be worth it though. One more visit should see the majority of them gone for good.

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