Thursday, 4 March 2010

Avatars, ageists, and bad parenting.

Yes, that line forms on the right, babe,
Now that Macky's back in town ..

I'll start today's entry with this terrifying insight into modern America. I'm all for the idea of being at one with nature, but this seems to be a bad joke, as well as giving a good film a bad name. Dang.




There's a strange association it seems with being in your 20's and somehow nearing the end of your life. This was the notion I got from 3 guys at a cashpoint in Headingley.

1st Guy: "Dude, did you know James is 23?"

2nd Guy: "I know man, 23? Crazy."

3rd Guy: "Fuck off. 23? That's insane!"

1st Guy: Yeah, fucking mad eh?"

2nd Guy: "Shit .."

This made me sad. Go back and replace '23' with something like 'terminally ill'. This would ironically have made me feel much better about the kind of reaction that being 23 should have provoked. Hell, it's only 4 years away for me. 3, even 2 for a lot of my friends.

I was also pleasantly surprised to learn today that angry people live in Headingley too! The first one occurred by the stadium, me having just gotten off the bus. Crossing the road in the opposite direction to me was a lady on the phone, pushing a baby in a puschchair, accompanied by her other small child. As we approached and crossed paths, I managed to catch some of their conversation.

"Muuuuuuuum! Muuuuuuuuum! I - (something unintelligible ..)"

"Shut the fuck up!"

"But Muuuuuum! Muuuuuuum! - (more unintelligible things)

"God, shut the fuck up!"

"Muuuuuuuuum! - (more unintelligible stuff, not shutting the fuck up at any rate)"

"I'm on the phone, shut up! (into phone) Jeez, this kid won't shut up! But anyway .."



Awwwww.

It's when I come across stuff like this that I'm reminded that there are good parents left in the world. For every Josef Fritzl father, there is a mother engaging her young son in conversation. Just beautiful.