humphffff..
I just wish people had the guts and the lack of goddamn politeness required to tell me exactly what they think of me, my blogging, what I say, how I say it, etc, etc.
Warts and all...
I hate politeness... It's so insincere... It's so withholding... It's so ... dishonest...
And I think Brownie's shut her blog down. I'm sad about that.
All in all, a lousy day....
Get stuffed the lot of you....
Warts and all...
I hate politeness... It's so insincere... It's so withholding... It's so ... dishonest...
And I think Brownie's shut her blog down. I'm sad about that.
All in all, a lousy day....
Get stuffed the lot of you....
posted by The Editor at
6:57 PM
15 Comments:
Warts are so non-U, couldn't you have something more exotic like mange tics.
Brownie has taken up house and animal sitting so sometimes the Internet access is broke but she's okay. She's also extremely pissed off with blogger.
You're being a smart-arse now, JahTeh.
So Brownie's blog is dead?
"I hate politeness . . ."
Musta been all those weirdo long-haired commie pooftas who politely asked you not to trust your guvment, huh? For all the times I had the shit kicked out of me by your Band of Brothers, for every pig that threatened to hand us over to the MPs and for every pacifist kid who got told they didn't have the right... after forty years, with history repeating itself, I've given up on polite. A vet should be chained to the flag pole in the front of every high school in the country. Oh, yeah, the RSL is fond of recounting the old "protester spitting on returning vets" myth. I never met a suicidal hippy, a hundred bucks if you can tell me where they buried his arse.
Yu blog is cool, it's another time, in another war, we finally fight the real bastards and know them for what they are. Then we do overpopulation. No? ;o)
You don't know what effects you have on people, Gerry. Yer crabby but generally you are typically on the edge of "too true for comfort" ...for which hazardous duty, I thank you.
Then sometimes yer going on about stuff I know I either don't understand or, more often [since I think I understands lots] yer going on about stuff I can't help, fix or change in any way..so why open my yap? Its the ones that you can't fix that probably make you the crabbiest.
In the Talmud, there is a saying: "We have niether the option to neglect nor the obligation to complete the repair of the world".
Steady as she goes, mate. you write 'em, I read 'em.
tOH, thanks for the comment. Like your attitude. Why are you letting your blog rot? Shout. Rant. Scream. Howl. Anything but remain silent. Silence means they're winning. Blog on, you hippie bastard! :-)
GS, I die without feedback. Must be a character weakness. Fix things? If I only blogged about the things I thought I could fix, it would be a very boring blog. I think we should make more noise about the things we don't know how to fix, because if there's enough noise, someone gets up and fixes it. Sometimes... I get sick of going over the same old ground all the time... No wonder readers are going to sleep. But I have to keep ranting. I have to.
Oh it's so hard being a rant-blogger....
"I die without feedback" Funny that. And here am I, the guy who rarely leaves feedback on other people's blogs. Let me explain. I have convinced myself that my comments are so toxic that I should not comment on other people's blogs. I can't do "polite". And when I say what I'm really thinking, all hell breaks loose, or everyone runs away. Either way, it's best I don't post comments on other blogs.
Obviously I have never been the recipient of one of your more toxic comments, then. Rather, you keep encouraging me to keep going, even though my (until now, not publicly stated) new policy is to try to be more even handed (*).
I saw this blog last night and decided to let possible comments stew (er, I mean "mature") for a while. Then I forgot and everyone else has piled in.
So my 'advice' - hah, there's a hook for ya - is just keep going, be true to yerself, say what you gotta say, be the change you want to see(#) and so on. In other words, general 'props' (I believe this is current terminology for 'kudos').
(*) Does not apply to Messrs Howard, Downer, Ruddock, Costello, Nelson, and lesser vermin.
(#) Mahatma Ghandi.
Hattie, thanks for coming out of the woodwork. What do you mean by "salty bastard"? I don't know that expression. "Cranky old mongrel" I could understand...
ummmm, getting paranoid again Gezz? sheesh ..
Phil, ta. Keep serving up to those mongrels. They're lucky this is Australia. In another country they'd already have woken up dead. The bastards!
Davo, "paranoid again" ???
Still, old son. Still.
Funny, I was just about to write a careful, detailed. and on the whole complimentary review of your blog when I read "Get stuffed, the lot of you".
So I went for a walk instead.
Regards
Period,or should I call you Full Stop? Never mind... Hope you enjoyed your walk...
Back to that idiot who thinks he's a full stop... If that's all it takes to put you off, then get stuffed ya Pommie bastard !!!
Since when did rude bastards have a monopoly on sincerity? The only pockets I piss in are my own - and that's not a metaphor I want to think about for too long. So, yeah, guilty as charged. I'm polite (most of the time).
(Having said that, I'm mindful of the fact that one of JWH's personality traits people find attractive is his repsect for common courtesies. But his brand of politeness is different!)
Lunar Brogue, I don't want you to piss in my pocket. I want you to tell it how it is.
By the way, I like your blog but with my 56k modem it takes for ever to load due to the pictures. So I'm avoiding it till I get broadband. :-(
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