On a lighter note....
The British are a fantastic group of people, from a country of great cultural heritage and highly dignified as our former colonial masters. They also have a simpy spiffing way of communicating. For your reading pleasure I have accumulated two such highly esteemed expressions (from personal encounters..)
1) Said by a father to his naughty child. "You have been such a bad boy! Such silly, silly behaviour! You are as silly as a box of christmas lights!'
2) Said to someone who is lacking in moral profundity " You are an unthinking, selfish person! You are as shallow as an omelette pan!"
My take on what is wrong with today's world
Ever feel depressed reading the newspaper? Wonder why there is so much hate, violence, intolerence, discrimination, and general bad-temperedness in the world? I too tread a path in search of deeper insight into the human psyche, the causes and why-fors of our existance, and have ever been attempting to self-steer in the general directon towards true enlightnment. Well, today I have stumbled on such an epiphany, it occured of course in the most logical of all places, a Mango store during a super-duper everything-must-go SALE.
So, I innocently walk by one of their stores today, see those four beautiful letters in bright orange, S-A-L-E. And think naively to myself "oh let's just have a pop in'. So disillusioned was I, fraudently abused by the materialisitc inklings that have infiltrated into the very pores of our society.
Well I don't think WW2 would have prepared me for the chaos that reigned supreme. Pretty young women, dressed in the height of fashion (read wedges and flowery skirts hat eeeeverbody is wearing nowadays, pls pple have originality!) were behaving like vicious, rabid animals that had been deliberately starved and now set loose on each other. It was a ruthless pursuit of self-satisfaction, the rush to get the best deal, regardless of how much carnage(read feet stepped on and pple violently elbowed out of the way) and destruction they left lying in the wake of their size 6 heels. Mistakenly pick up an article of clothing already identified by someone else? Prepare for the bloodthirsty glares and dramatic wrenching of afore-mentioned clothing from your limp unresisitng grasp, followed by "Eh! i saw first already!"
So yes, it has come to this. We are the reverting to the behaviour of beasts that we claim to have surpassed with the sheer coincidence of evolution. What ever happened to minding one's Ps and Qs, genteel, considerate and classy behaviour? Gone,ever graciously out the window, when confronted with a situation where only the best wo-man reigns supreme, having purchased the most fantastible summer wardrobe, never mind at the expense of bruises and bruised dignity of fellow shoppers.
