Why, you ask, do we have so many laws in this country? Because assholes abound, and we are infested with idiots and morons without manners (yes, I love alliteration.)
Listen and learn if you are one of these people. Commiserate with me if you are afflicted by them.
The asshole I am referring to today is the deaf twiddle who thinks I want to hear the crappy, banging, shit coming from his gangsta-wanna-be SUV. You just are not cool. You are an asshole.
The idiot who crossed my path nearly ran into me because she took her eyes off the road to shove her handsfree earpiece into her brainless skull. It means handsfree from you phone not from the steering wheel. You are an idiot.
The moron without manners strolled around the grocery store subjecting me to his side of his phone conversation. Take your private life home and chastise your wife about her troubles with the neighbors in private. You have no manners. You are a moron.
Phew, I feel better.
I am headed for the high hills. Tomorrow, I am off to the mountains for three full days of trees. I won’t be back until Monday afternoon. I am so looking forward to the piece and quiet. Falling asleep to a babbling brook. Shooting some arrows. Walking. Reading. Writing the old fashioned way. No computer. No Internet. Will I survive? Yes, I think I’ll manage. Write lots of good things for me to read when I get back. Have a great weekend everyone.
Sometimes all I can do is shake my head. But then other times, I feel like hitting them. Is that wrong?
ReplyDeletemmm i am jealous of your mountain getaway
ReplyDeleteThe Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear the water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
William Butler Yeats
How about Marvell?
ReplyDeleteAnnihilating all that's made,
to a green thought in a green shade...
wishing you a mild wild weekend!!!
ReplyDeletehear hear, goldennib!
ReplyDeleteyays! have fun! - dont get eaten by bears or any other large carnivores out there ^^
ReplyDeleteSounds like you've got a good weekend ahead of you. Hopefully, it will be free of assholes, morons, and idiots. Fingers crossed.
ReplyDeleteOur city has just passed a noise ordinance about loud music coming from a car. YAY!
ReplyDeleteI'm all for rocking out to your favorite tunes, but if I can FEEL your bass... and you're in the car behind me... it's too loud.
Hope you're having a great time in the mountains!
I commiserate with you!!! 100%! And I hope your weekend was relaxing :D
ReplyDeleteLibragirl: (I'm a Libra.) Yes, there's nothing like Jughandle pinball with cars.
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