It’s safe to say that the world is in a financial crisis. Due to the pandemic and the subsequent lockdown, businesses are closing, people are losing their jobs and with it their homes, their savings, their possessions. And what does Jeff Bezos do … in this time of extreme financial distress he goes and blows $5,5 BILLION to spend FOUR MINUTES in space.
I can’t even begin to express how I feel about such extravagance. Disgusted, outraged, flabbergasted. If I could get my hands on this silly man I would slap him and shake him until his teeth rattled.
Now he should be forced to donate $5,5 billion to those in need. I’m not referring to charities, and I’m certainly not referring to African nations, I mean people in need right here at home.
Not the ones who are on welfare, but to people who have a job, even two jobs, and still have to deny themselves the minimum of luxuries. People who can’t afford medical care for themselves, their family, or their pets. People who would love to send their children to summer camp or have them partake in a sport, but just cannot afford it. In other words, those who do their very best but still struggle to make ends meet.
Take for instance the building that recently collapsed in Florida. Those people lost their home, their furniture, and all their possessions. Where will they go? Will they get a new home? New furniture? Will they have sufficient funds to bury their loved ones and their pets?
If it were up to me, I would hold all those silly millionaires accountable. From what I understand there are already thousands who put themselves on the waiting list to take a trip on Jeff Bezos’ spaceship. Price of a ticket, $2.8 million.
Wouldn’t it be lovely, wouldn’t it be absolutely delightful if those millionaires were forced to share their wealth? If they can waste their money on a four-minute trip into space, they can certainly afford to help their fellow countrymen and women.
A Facebook friend pointed out that Bezos created jobs for a number of people. I can only laugh at this. Sure Bezos provided work for maybe a few hundred people, meanwhile millions suffer. Not to mention that his Amazon staff is overworked and underpaid.
The Facebook friend calls this ‘The beginning steps into a huge industry of the future’. This time no laughter but a sad headshake on my part. Why not fix Earth, which we thoroughly destroyed, before reaching to the sky?
The world has gone nuts. Absolutely crazy. I’ve known it for some time and now it’s confirmed.
They say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but I did just that when I came across ‘A Lady’s Guide to Etiquette and Murder’ by Dianne Freeman. I didn’t even bother reading the synopsis. I took one look at the title and the cover art of the book and clicked to purchase.
Since I’m a multitasker with limited time for reading, I switched to listening. Over the months I have sampled close to 100 audiobooks, many of which I dismissed. Some were from authors I have followed for years, but the narrators of the stories got on my nerves.
Some narrators read too slow, some too fast. Some put too much emotion in their reading, others not enough. Some pronounced their T’s and P’s too profoundly. Some smacked their tongue while reading, while others suffered from dry mouth. All details that made listening to them unbearable.
Not ‘A Lady’s Guide to Etiquette and Murder’ read by Sarah Zimmerman though. This narrator’s diction and delivery was absolutely perfect. She spoke neither too slow nor too fast, she put just the right amount of emotion in her speech and didn’t make any annoying sounds. In fact, in her portrayal as Frances Wynn, the American-born Countess of Harleigh she even spoke as a countess.
For those who need a little persuasion, this is the Amazon synopsis:
Frances Wynn, the wealthy Countess of Harleigh, enjoys more freedom as a widow than she did as a wife. With her young daughter in tow, Frances rents a home in Belgravia and prepares to welcome her sister, Lily, arriving from New York—for her first London season.
But no sooner has Frances begun her new life than the Metropolitan police receive an anonymous letter implicating Frances in her husband’s death. Frances assures Inspector Delaney of her innocence, but she’s also keen to keep him from learning the scandalous circumstances of Reggie’s demise. As fate would have it, her dashing new neighbor, George Hazelton, is one of only two other people aware of the full story.
While busy with social engagements on Lily’s behalf, and worrying if Reggie really was murdered, Frances rallies her wits, a circle of gossips, and the ever-chivalrous Mr. Hazelton to uncover the truth. A killer is in their midst, and Frances must unmask the villain before Lily’s season—and their lives—come to a most unseemly end.
As soon as I reached the end of ‘A Lady’s Guide to Etiquette and Murder’, I looked for the sequel ‘A Lady’s Guide to Gossip and Murder.’ A rare occurrence for me as I hate book series with a passion. I read all the Harry Potter books of course, but other than that I never ever read a series. As much as I enjoy certain books, when I’m done with them, I’m done with them. For Dianne Freeman I’ve made an exception. Her first book made me want more. Her main character is completely loveable, her side characters interesting, her storyline captivating, with a satisfying ending.
In her second book, ‘A Lady’s Guide to Gossip and Murder’ nearly all the original characters are back with a few additional ones. This is the Amazon synopsis, not that I bothered with it, just knowing that I was about to get reacquainted with Francis Wynn was enough for me.
Though American by birth, Frances Wynn, the now-widowed Countess of Harleigh, has adapted admirably to the quirks and traditions of the British aristocracy. On August twelfth, otherwise known as the Glorious Twelfth, most members of the upper class retire to their country estates for grouse-shooting season. Frances has little interest in hunting—for birds or a second husband—and is expecting to spend a quiet few months in London with her almost-engaged sister, Lily, until the throng returns.
Instead, she’s immersed in a shocking mystery when a friend, Mary Archer, is found murdered. Frances had hoped Mary might make a suitable bride for her cousin, Charles, but their courtship recently fizzled out. Unfortunately, this puts Charles in the spotlight—along with dozens of others. It seems Mary had countless notes hidden in her home, detailing the private indiscretions of society’s elite. Frances can hardly believe that the genteel and genial Mary was a blackmailer, yet why else would she horde such juicy tidbits?
Aided by her gallant friend and neighbor, George Hazelton, Frances begins assisting the police in this highly sensitive case, learning more about her peers than she ever wished to know. Too many suspects may be worse than none at all—but even more worrying is that the number of victims is increasing too. And unless Frances takes care, she’ll soon find herself among them. .
Fortunate for me and all other Dianne Freeman fans, there is a third book, ‘A Lady’s Guide to Mischief and Murder.’
London is known for its bustle and intrigues, but the sedate English countryside can host—or hide—any number of secrets. Frances, the widowed Countess of Harleigh, needs a venue for her sister Lily’s imminent wedding, away from prying eyes. Risings, George Hazleton’s family estate in Hampshire, is a perfect choice, and soon Frances, her beloved George, and other guests have gathered to enjoy the usual country pursuits—shooting, horse riding, and romantic interludes in secluded gardens.
But the bucolic setting harbors a menace, and it’s not simply the arrival of Frances’s socially ambitious mother. Above and below stairs, mysterious accidents befall guests and staff alike. Before long, Frances suspects these “accidents” are deliberate, and fears that the intended victim is Lily’s fiancé, Leo. Frances’s mother is unimpressed by Lily’s groom-to-be and would much prefer that Lily find an aristocratic husband, just as Frances did. But now that Frances has found happiness with George—a man who loves her for much more than her dowry—she heartily approves of Lily’s choice. If she can just keep the couple safe from villains and meddling mamas.
As Frances and George search for the culprit among the assembled family, friends, and servants, more victims fall prey to the mayhem. Mishaps become full-blooded murder, and it seems that no one is safe. And unless Frances can quickly flush out the culprit, the peal of wedding bells may give way to another funeral toll.
I already know that as soon as I’ve finished Dianne Freeman’s second book I will purchase this one too and every other book that follows.