Borrowed Thoughts.As I metamorphose into the next phase of family support obligations, it's inevitable that much introspection is taking place. I don't intend to chronicle every anger management moment (and there are many), or to profile former colleagues who've also been right royally shafted over the past few years ~ other forums will exist for those critiques, or to slag off s/he- who- should- have-been- obeyed (and would have been if one could have seen behind the face), or to provide justifications, ammunition, explanations ~ all of which would ultimately be for personal self-aggrandisement.
However, Jakartass is my site and I have invited the world in to share some thoughts, thoughts which to paraphrase
the words of one reader who
may not agree with everything I say; in fact
he doesn't, except at least
some of the things I wrote about have
prompted him to further research. So I have some relevance ~ except to those who make oodles of boodle from their 'prestige' blogs.
Which pleases me greatly. So as all I'm trying to do, as is every other blogger, is to help those of you trying to understand my convoluted thoughts, I figured I'd offer some thoughts of others who, perhaps, express them better.
This is the first of an occasional series ~ of however many I feel are relevant to the moments.
One day, we will put it all behind,We'll say, that was just another time,We'll say, that was just another day on EarthBRIAN ENOAnd just to get some more controversy going in the local blogosphere, I offer an email doing the rounds of Indonesian English speakers, with an added thought from an expat blogger.
On a beautiful deserted island in the middle of nowhere, the following people are stranded:
2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman
2 French men and 1 French woman
2 German men and 1 German woman
2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman
2 English men and 1 English woman
2 Polish men and 1 Polish woman
2 Japanese men and 1 Japanese woman
2 American men and 1 American woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman
2 Australian men and 1 Australian woman
2 Welsh men and 1 Welsh woman
One month later, the following things have occurred:
One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.
The two French men and the French woman are living happily together as a threesome and having loads of sex.
The two German men have a strict weekly schedule when they alternate with the German woman who has twisted some palm fronds into strands for making ropes and whips.
The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning, cooking and ironing for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.
The Polish men took a long look at the endless shark infested ocean and then a look at the Polish woman...and started swimming.
The two American men are contemplating the virtues of suicide, while the American woman keeps on bitching about her body being her own, the true nature of feminism, how she can do everything that they can do, the equal division of household chores, how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her much nicer and how her relationship with her mother is improving.
The two Japanese men have faxed Tokyo and are waiting for instructions.
The two Irish men divided the island into North and South and have each set up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is an alternative because it gets sort of foggy after the first few litres of coconut whiskey.
The two Australian men got drunk and beat each other senseless fighting over the Australian woman, who in turn, is checking out all the other men, sure that she can do better than 'Bloody Australian W*nkers!'
Both Welsh men have disregarded the Welsh woman and are searching the island for sheep.
And neither of the two Indonesian men could satisfy the Indonesian women, so the Indonesian women went in search of an expat. ;-)
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