Blacklisted!
Blacklisting is the action of a group or authority, compiling a
blacklist of people, countries or other entities to be avoided or distrusted as
not being acceptable to those making the list.
Throughout history blacklisting has been a pretty damming label. Apparently,
the origin of the phrase dates to 1639 by an English dramatist, Philip
Massinger in his tragedy, The Unnatural Combat. Henceforth, the term or phrase
has been used to isolate workers from jobs, businesses from operating, screenwriters
and other professionals purported to have Communist sympathies from their livelihood,
denial of care by multiple medical providers to certain patients…this has been
done in some instances where patients could not pay cash in advance. Credit
card companies use such a list for payment card merchant accounts that are
terminated so that if such a company applies
for an account they are very unlikely to be granted one by any provider.
And in computing a blacklist is an access control system that denies entry to
any range of users, programs or network addresses. Of course there is always the
opportunity to be on a person’s ‘blacklist’ or in anyone’s ‘black book’ if one’s
behavior is not acceptable or willingly tolerated. And, I find out there is
little if anything one can do about being blacklisted.
However, on the positive side, it is good to be back at the boat! (Of course, we had a wonderful summer at home in Canada.) Bernard did his usual brilliant job of looking after Forty Roses III and to him we are deeply grateful. All went well during the summer
other than a very severe drought in northern and other parts of France. Valiantly, gardeners
have tried to keep flower pots blooming and trees sufficiently watered. At our lovely little marina in Wambrechies the huge containers holding
evergreens were sadly not large enough to prevent death by heat. Boaters who
garden aboard with tomato plants and flowers and pots of leeks and lettuce have
almost given up. My beautiful little clivia lily which I tucked under a hedge,
as was recommended, died. I want to find another as the orange bloom in spring
is a ray of sunlight!
But back to Blacklisting….As most of you know we retained our French
cell phone numbers over the summer. Upon returning to Europe, Free our mobile
server, welcomed us with a message when we reached Netherlands, another
reaching the Belgium boarder and yet again a message for John as he passed over
the French boarder. Strangely, no message for me, but I had data service so I
never thought anything about it. We were very busy opening up and scrubbing the
boat, getting rid of summer spiders and all in all making Forty Roses ship
shape. No real need to make phone calls and of course I could use my phone to
send emails, etc. But I did recall, in Canada before we left, some of my emails
would not send from my phone. Anyhow, as we were going into Lille to return our
rental car, I planned to drop off at the Free centre and check out what was up
as I continued to show No Service…that fateful little circle with a line
through it.
In Lille I speak with the Free folks and they check this and that,
remove the SIM, put it back in etc. and lo and behold I have service. I can
call John and he can call me. All good. We head out to take a last look at one
of our favourite places… Lille and have a coffee and enjoy the beautiful day. A
few hours later I again see that little circle with the line through it! No
Service! We return to Free…they know me by now and we wait again for a
technician. This time the technician takes much longer and I am asked for my Titre
de Sejour card etc. Then the tech gives me the news.. You are blacklisted, he
says. You must go to the police, as your phone is stolen. There is nothing you
can do without seeing the police. So we trudge to the Euralille Police office where
we are greeted and explain my situation. This, by the way, is not done easily. Have
owned the phone for 4 1/2 years, purchased in Kuala Lumpur . Lieutenant Brice takes
over and does his investigation….to no avail. The phone has been Blacklisted
says he…internationally. Not the SIM but the phone itself. Lieutenant Brice
says go back to Free, they can resolve? So we lumber back to Free, but sadly
they say go back to Canada to sort it or buy a new phone. They cannot remove
anything as they have no access…it’s a ‘situation’, a mystery, a conundrum. Happily
problems are usually solvable with expenditure! Down the street we trek to SFR
and buy a new Samsung A6, put in my old SIM and I’m now off the Blacklist….well
not off, but at least untraceable for now.
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Fall Cosmos
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All These are Roses in the Garden at Chateau Robersart Wambrechies
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True Colours
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My Walking Stick to show the Size
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A David Austin Scented Beauty
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Exquisite in White
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Roses Planted with Various Grasses
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Heart of Pink
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An Old Fashioned and Wonderfully Scented Variety
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Perfect for a Bride
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Bees Love Them
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A Whole Bouquet
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Saying Goodbye to Bernard
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On the Canal Leaving Wambrechies
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Blooms Along Canal du Nord
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Made it Through the Ruyaulcourt Tunnel!
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Now High Looking Down on Countryside
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On our way to Epernay...