Ok so maybe my post yesterday re the battle with Ms Nature was premature. At 2am this morning I shifted in bed and woke to a spike of sharp pain and a crunching sound! I consulted my encyclopedic knowledge of medicine for an appropriate course of action. So if you happened to be passing my apartment at 2am I trust that explains why I was doing dumbell curls.
This morning involved another good soak in warm water to get some movement back. This technique is great but not brilliantly suited to cold days when the temperature change can be quite unpleasant to say the least. But I’m no quitter so whilst I may have declared victory a little early it was only the timing that was incorrect and not the outcome.
Over the weekend I was struck by another aspect of the ‘defeminisation’ off women. The big butch, chain smoking women with children seem to have taken over the ‘father figure’ role and abandoned the mother one. This is not a critique of size or appearance, there is something more in the general demeanour of these women. They are easily observed at one of their frequent meeting places: the cafe or Iceland on welfare day and the pound shop three days later.
These people move in packs like a terrorist cell and can be quite intimidating. But the really scary thing is the affect that they will have on their offspring. The sons will grow up thinking that women fight like men and can take a punch. These will not be boys that grow up caring for their mother, there will be no fragile old ladies to visit with grandchildren.
Then there is the daughters, brought up with a wrestler as a role model. These girls will learn from a young age that it is better to learn to slug it out than to waste your time learning to construct an eloquent repose. They will attend the first school disco looking like they put their makeup on with a magic marker, having asked mum for advice.
Remember that I just point out this stuff, look around you this week and you will soon spot your own examples.
I apologise to those that read this from out of town, this is an English centric post. There are two advertisements running at the moment that are more irritating than the standard drivel. Number one is the advert that involves teenagers droning their parents title in order to demand some clothing purchase. I won’t mention the company that the advertisement is for out of principle but I’m sure that you have seen it. I don’t understand why the advertisers think that this advertisement will tease me into using their service. Of course it is a clever advert and it calls to my inner conscious but all those kids make me want to do is punch them in the face.
If you deconstruct this advert what it says is that this is the company for you if you have horrible and demanding children and are a rubbish parent. “Demanding children? No backbone? Weak parent? Give in to everything with one simple call to us and you can be back to your Lambrini in no time”
The other one is not so so irritating as it is illogical. In this advertisement a young man is too stupid to work out that the ‘TV’ button on his new kindle will display the screen on the TV. To cope with his complete and utter incomprehension of basic device management he calls upon the magical new help function. Selecting this option puts him in touch with a young lady with a charming Irish accent who helps him without criticising his abject stupidity.
This is England, we don’t have English call centres, any help service will be outsourced. The reality is that when you press this button you will make contact with Manjita, a 16 year old Indian girl who can barely understand English. There will have to be seventeen steps of security, all completed with a person who can’t understand English. When you deal with Manjita by phone she will call herself Jane and pretend that she is in the same time zone. She will follow scripted small talk and do her very best to pretend that she is simply an incompetent English person, how will this work with a visual system? Will they have to build rooms that look English, will there have to be real time airbrushing? Let’s be honest here, if you can’t sort simple telephone support then why show us who we are talking to?