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Post by Patrick on Jun 20, 2009 12:29:04 GMT
Just an observation. The Grauniad in their ultimate wisdom have published an article - promoting a book by some thirtysomething woman who decided not to have sex for a year. What utter unmitigated rubbish! I will give you a link to this, if only because the comments underneath the article are so deliciously dismissing of the whole thing! www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/jun/20/my-year-without-sex"What a load of shallow, self-obssessed drivel. No wonder we're all going to hell in a handcart....... I weep for the days when The Guardian was a serious newspaper. When I lived in a remote rural area I would make huge efforts to get a copy. Nowadays I begrudge the exorbitant price and spend less than ten minutes reading it online."
" Why would anyone be remotely interested in reading this sort of book when you could read about someone who has actually made a difference in life?"
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Post by bonbonlarue on Jun 20, 2009 16:15:04 GMT
Nothing new there! I did that for 12 years.
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Post by Patrick on Jun 20, 2009 16:21:54 GMT
....and where was your agent and publisher when you needed them eh?
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Post by bonbonlarue on Jun 20, 2009 20:33:27 GMT
....and where was your agent and publisher when you needed them eh? Probably round the pub with my husband.
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Post by riotgrrl on Jun 20, 2009 22:56:11 GMT
It's the whole 'twitter' thing . . every mundane little decision you make in your life is considered so important that the whole world needs to know about it.
Has there ever been a time in human history before now when the culture so celebrated the individual in all their dull glory? When people so regarded themselves as special little snowflakes?
(Just watched the documentary about the Miners' Strike on BBC4; reminded me of a time when Trade Union leaders were political figures, and ideas like 'solidarity' weren't just laughed right out by a tide of rampant individualism. )
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Post by housesparrow on Jun 21, 2009 5:10:24 GMT
Much more interesting was the article by a farmer who decided to live off the fruits of his labours and what he could forage for a year - nettle soup, root vegetables. Well, it wasn't that interesting, actually, or I would have posted it here.
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Post by bonbonlarue on Jun 21, 2009 13:53:10 GMT
I'm just into my 4th year of a lifestyle experiment to see how poor a single middle aged woman can get while working like stink. ..it ain't all Bridget Jones y'know...
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Post by trubble on Jun 22, 2009 13:08:45 GMT
I'm just into my 4th year of a lifestyle experiment to see how poor a single middle aged woman can get while working like stink. ..it ain't all Bridget Jones y'know...
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Post by trubble on Jun 22, 2009 13:23:15 GMT
What? What is she talking about? seriously, what exacting stuff, what rules.. I ... have I... I have been doing something wrong. Hmm, I' ve only got as far as her February but already I am seeing a big flaw in her chastity plans. She is going on dates and now to a singles party. Chastity is surely about not even going into the battle. She is crap at this. March, and she's on a lunch date with Jake: "Back at Jake's apartment.." she says. Er...what sort of chastity goes back to his for 'coffee' after a lunch date? April: She writes "I couldn't resist thinking of all the things I'd have the time and energy for without sex and its breathless pursuit to occupy my spare hours." But she hasn't given up its breathless pursuit. I can't read any more of her lies.
There's a real point to made and written about, it is about the energy and focus and other emotions left to flourish without the distraction of sex. Nuns and Monks have known it for years. let them write about it, they are doing it. This poor journo just had a hurt heart and needed someone to tell her he loved her. She withdrew her favours as a bartering tool and to give herself some sort of justification for not having a boyfriend. C'est ca. Her experience is virtually worthless for the rest of us.
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Post by Patrick on Jun 22, 2009 14:16:00 GMT
Much more interesting was the article by a farmer who decided to live off the fruits of his labours and what he could forage for a year - nettle soup, root vegetables. Well, it wasn't that interesting, actually, or I would have posted it here. Pity really. Fine "Kitchen" fodder. Mind you, I expect Channel 4 is on his heels already signing him up to do it all again next year!
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Post by Patrick on Jun 22, 2009 14:28:16 GMT
She withdrew her favours as a bartering tool and to give herself some sort of justification for not having a boyfriend. C'est ca. Her experience is virtually worthless for the rest of us. Far better left to the pages of one of those little diaries you used to be able to get with the lock on the front. To be kept under her bed and shown to nobody else!
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Post by Patrick on Jun 22, 2009 14:32:46 GMT
It's the whole 'twitter' thing . . every mundane little decision you make in your life is considered so important that the whole world needs to know about it. Has there ever been a time in human history before now when the culture so celebrated the individual in all their dull glory? When people so regarded themselves as special little snowflakes? (Just watched the documentary about the Miners' Strike on BBC4; reminded me of a time when Trade Union leaders were political figures, and ideas like 'solidarity' weren't just laughed right out by a tide of rampant individualism. ) The importance of trivia overshadowing the important. Just so. The way we are heading - the story of a Prime Minister running out of hair gel or spray before making a statement in The Commons will rank a higher headline than the statement itself. Douglas Adams was right - we really are descended from a group of Sociologists, Hairdressers and Double Glazing Sales people who crash landed on Earth several million years ago from another planet trying to get rid of them, and not from Apes after all!
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