Why?
I was going to write the definitive dissertation today on how to solve the worldâs problems.
Then I thought why the fuck should I?
Why the hell should I waste my time casting pearls before swine?
Have I really convinced any non-smokers that the anti-smoking laws are unjustified and unjustifiable? I doubt it.
Have I convinced any Fianna Fail voters that the shower of wankers that they keep voting in are ripping us off and have destroyed the country? Probably not.
Have I made anyone think and realise that we are grossly over legislated and that the majority of laws are just there to control us and leech fines off us? I would like to think so, but I am not under any illusions.
So why do I bother my arse? I know I have answered this before under the banner of âpeople have asked me why I write, and here is the definitive answerâ but thatâs a load of bollox. I am answering to myself now, and the truth is required.
Am I doing it for the fame and the fortune? Hardly. I despise the celebrity culture, and the idea of being famous is abhorrent to me. I like the quiet life. As for the fortune â thatâs a joke. If it was money that I was after, Iâd be charging to read the site, and then I would lose the couple of readers I have left.
Am I doing it because I think I have some vast intellectual wisdom that I need to share? I hardly think that ramblings about guinea pigs and gripes about the government come under that category?
Am I doing it to amuse people? Well, why the fuck should I waste my time tapping away here just to keep people amused? I donât think I have much of a sense of humour anyway. If I had one, Iâd probably go and tell jokes down in Grafton Street and collect a few bob in the old cap.
Do I do it because Iâm a lonely old bastard who has no friends and desperately needs some kind of human contact? I donât know about that one. Iâll have to work my way through my list of friends and ask their opinion about that.
I have been racking my brains as to why I do this, and have finally come up with the definitive answer.
Itâs better than doing the washing-up.
Grandad
You do it as a personal release, a purge.
You must set your mind free, and get ‘it’ out of your system.
Yes, I’m talking about the writing.
In someone’s pseudo-intellectual argument you’ve probably proved you’re a misogynist.
So now you’ve got a second reason to write.
.-= not twitter´s last brainfart .. One in the eye =-.
Quiet Reader – I thought for one horrendous moment that you were referring to something else. I’m glad you included that last line.
Not Twitter – I take it you are referring to my attempt to rescue some bimbos from a life of self obsessed narcissm? Apparently they are a lost cause, so I have given up that little mission.
Grandad
I call it Mental Puking.
Your next mission, if you choose to accept it. –
Figure out how BTS and I, can have a satisfying, long-distance relationship. And is keeping distant the only way to have a decent relationship?
It depends on the kind of relationship you want? If you want a long distance physical relationship, then I would suggest that BTS avail of every single spam mail offer he gets. If each one adds a couple of inches, then he should be able to reach a couple of thousand miles in no time at all. On the other hand, long distance non-physical does have the advantage of no rows or complications. I’d stick with that if I were you.
Gd
I want it ALL.
But
Yes, you are right, of course.
No matter how well-endowed he claims to be, I will have to settle for admiring him for his mind.
“Then I thought why the fuck should I?”
Somebodies got to Grandad, so just geronwithit! You know it makes sense, (or it will, eventually.)
.-= TheBigYin´s last brainfart .. Itâs official, the longer you smoke the thicker you get! =-.
“Iâll have to work my way through my list of friends and ask their opinion about that.”
Sure. Should take a minute.
BigYin – When do you think it will make sense? I have been waiting one hell of a long time, and there is no light at the end of the mineshaft yet.
TT – Stop judging people by your own standards.
I think the reason people either Blog or read Blogs like this is because its cathartic ..
In truth, they’ve probably saved untold numbers of Political, Do-gooder, Anti-Smoking and other assorted Twats from being regularly chinned ..
And its a hell of a sight cheaper than the “therapy” to which our “Septic” friends seem to have become addicted ..
Anyway .. Keep it up Grandad .. It works for me ..
Haddock – You think I have stopped all these people from being nutted?  Now that’s a pity. I’ll try and keep it up but at my age it ain’t easy.
Grandad ..
Yourself & other political Bloggers, whether you realise it or not actually provide a valuable public service ..
You, provide we, the disenfranchised, the un-listened to, the ignored with a platform from which we can vent our collective spleens ..
Without doubt all of the mongs I mentioned earlier richly deserve to be chinned, nutted, de-bollocked & strung from lamp posts with piano wire ..
But let’s be fair .. none of them are worth so much as a wank .. let alone doing “time” for ..
You are doing it so I know that I am not the only person in this God forsaken island who thinks like this
PS I should really have a St Andrews Cross not a Tricolor on my post. Bloody machines
Haddock – I’m a Public Service Broadcaster? Wow! I can’t help but feel like someone pissing against the wind though. Now, if only I could start some genuine riots, complete with some lynchings, I’d be happy.
Neelly – Welcome, and stop complaining! I can’t help it if you are trying to disguise your location! The problem is that nearly everyone feels like this, but no one is getting of their arses to do anything about it.