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One of the rudest things ever, I find, is to be patronised by your friends.

Where sometimes they can be so condescending, arrogant and stubborn that they simply expect you to do whatever they say and agree with every pigheaded opinion that comes from their mouth?

And when they treat you like your worth nothing to them but expect the highest loyalties in return? No thank you. 

I don't think I can stand much more, to be honest.

Go to my happy place, go to my happy place...

-xx

Image from Phildeloup

Sweet Simplicity

I was sitting and waiting one evening for a phone call and I happened upon a very big bookcase. It was quite late at night, nearly midnight, when I came across a book by the man who does the cartoon Leunig that regularly appears in The Age.

When I read this I just silently said to myself, "Yes."

The poem I was reading didn't actually pose a question to me, but stated such a great and wholesome truth that I couldn't really think of anything else other than to agree with it.

I hope you enjoy it:...

Homes are quietly burning

Madness on the march

Lies move unresisted through the land

We stand by helpless as our lives are occupied

Faster than we understand

Collaborators wave their little flags

As ugliness takes over;

"Make a friend of ugliness," they say,

"Learn the language. Then you won't get hurt."

But you will - 

No matter how you crawl;

A knock on the door one night

A scuffle in the hall

Your heart rubbed in the dirt

"Alright!" you scream you indecision,

"Take the children - but leave the television!"

So you stand by useless

As childhood is trashed;

Innocence reviled;

The truth is bashed.

The home and the idea of home is set on fire

And still you stand by

As the goodness in your culture burns

And you stand there in the glow

Going, going ~ going with the flow.

Ah yes, The Flow! heaven help us.

One day you might be asked,

"How come you did not know what was going on?

Why did you not fight?"

"Fight?" you'll say,

"that's a thought that never occured."

That very word brings tears.

It will dawn on you, after all those painful years,

That to fight is one of the most

Beautiful, simple

And useful ideas.

From Leunigs' "Goatperson and Other Tales"

- xx

An Honourary XY

Over the recent space of time, I seem to have shifted my circle.

I am weirdly at ease around them. 

I spend waaaay too much time in their company, in study periods and class, and laugh far too much at their sexist jokes.

It appears, ladies and gentlemen, I am becoming 'one of the boys'.

Minus their 16-square affinity.

- xx

What A Lovely, Traumatic Start To A Day..

I experienced something different today, and it had me thinking about it throughout the day.

My mother and I were driving down a very busy road and there were two ducks and their ducklings crossing the road ahead of us. Then an on-coming car promptly ran over 3 of the 6 ducklings. Because my mother is a Vet, I pleaded her to stop and see what she could do for them, but sadly one was already splattered over the bitumen.

Dodging a truck she got the other two off the road but the second immediately died in her hands, and the other with broken legs wasn't going to make it either. Out of humanity to the struggling duckling, mum wrung its neck.

This episode that happened in about five minutes, and a post from the satorialist, put a lot of things in perspective for me today. 

The way people act towards each other, the easy way in which we take our safety for granted. It just doesn't seem right, in a sense.  If things were natural, we wouldn't have the supremacy we feel, and our respect for others wouldn't be just to get into his/her pants. 

What ever happened to manners, chivalry and common decency?

Here's hoping.

- xx