PETALUMA JERRY DID YOU SAY.. CAP WHAT DO YOU DO ALL DAY..
BEFORE I EVEN START.. THE ANSWER IS THIS: to light a small fire in the bathroom of my hotel room.. and BURN documents..
I DECIDED NOT TO DO THIS because I don’t want a fire and the ensuing odor to get away from me.. and do NOT need to be in trouble with the hotel for starting a FIRE in my bathroom..
NOW YOU CAN READ ON..
AS I DO THE FOLLOWING.. I PRETEND I AM IN NAZI GERMANY AND THE GESTAPO WILL BE AFTER ME FOR EVEN TIDBITS OF INFORMATION..
(THAT’S paranoia captain .. /s/ crocodile dundee)
Here is what one is up against here..
I have eight (8).. single spaced.. type written pages of address.. when I update them.. at home.. it takes about twenty (20) SECONDS to shred them in my cross-cut shredder.. I update them on a Word Document stored in a thumb drive.. print them.. then shred the prior listings..
I have my security-coded thumb drive with me here in India.. and I recently did an address list update.. so I am left with the eight (8) former .. now OLD .. pages of address lists..
Here in India I then do as follows.. with a razor knife (a snap-blade cutter) I carefully cut the lists into one-inch wide strips.. then I separate them into two (2) piles.. every other row goes left and right.. so what I have.. is half the lists are in each pile.. but only every other one-inch strip..were someone to find them whole.. they would be missing one-inch wide strips..
But then.. with scissors.. I will mince the one-inch wide strips into fine shreds on a diagonal.. then put them into different trash bins mixed in with trash.. for disposal on different trash days..I also often will flush some down the toilet..
BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO HAVE MY ADDRESS LISTS ..
In the Buffalo Springfield Song.. ‘ For What It’s Worth ‘ (the TITLE of my writings) they say.. “paranoia runs deep.. into your life it will creep” .. and yes.. YES I AM A TAD PARANOID ABOUT THIS.. ABOUT YOUR NAMES AND YOUR ADDRESSES..
KNOWING WHAT WOULD HAPPEN I DID THE FOLLOWING.. I put a bunch of trash mixed with one half the shredded (MINCED) address lists into a small.. black.. plastic bag.. and I tied it into a knot and then I TAPED across the knot to further secure the bag..
And I placed my small black plastic bag into the big trash receptacle at the end of the hall.. AND WAITED THIRTY MINUTES..
SURE ENOUGH.. MY BLACK PLASTIC TRASH BAG WAS GONE.. REMOVED.. I HAD NOTED THE OTHER TRASH AROUND IT WHEN I PUT IT INTO THE BIGGER TRASH BUCKET..
THAT BAG WILL BE OPENED AND THE CONTENTS WILL BE ‘ GONE THROUGH ‘ BECAUSE SOME (MOST IN FACT) TOURISTS DO THROW AWAY ‘ VALUABLE-TO-LOCAL-PEOPLE ‘ STUFF.. you know.. like half used bars of soap.. pens and pencils..
THAT KIDS IS POVERTY .. and hotel staff will be the ones going through it ..
WHEW HUH !!
WHEN I LEAVE INDIA AT THE END OF A TRIP .. AND WANT TO DISPOSE OF VALUABLE THINGS.. I WILL GIVE THEM.. IN PERSON.. TO STAFF MEMBERS.. AND I DO .. BOTH .. GET RID OF GOOD THINGS BY GIVING THEM AWAY TO FRIENDS ON THE STAFF ..
I WILL REPEAT.. WHEW !! .. and some of you THINK you have a hard life .. go study the poor pigs going through the rotting trash .. waiting for the slaughter house..
NO DOUBT ABOUT IT .. SEE ‘ FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH .. 34 .. October 4, 2011 ‘ .. I am settled INTO INDIA ..
WITH LOVE AND WITH GRATITUDE FOR HOW WELL OFF I HAVE IT.. Cap..
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