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Sunday, May 08, 2005

I see dead people

Well, ladies, today is going to be one of those nothing days again, I'm afraid. There are a few issues which I believe I will touch upon, but I can't seem to fix on one particular grievance to write about in depth. Instead I shall just have a little ramble, talking about my day, and the odd thought that may come to me while I type.

Today, as everyone knows, is Mothers Day (should there be an apostrophe there? If so, where exactly? I want answers, people). Unusually, I actually had my mother around, what with her visiting from down south and all. We had a t'rrific day, wandering along the clifftops at Clovelly in the unseasonable and weatherman-discrediting weather. It really is a beautiful place to be dead. We visited Henry Lawson, who wasn't saying much, before heading off to La Perouse to invade France.

All in all, it's been remarkably relaxing. It was a nice break from the rigours of learning, at the very least. I'm sure you'll all agree that walking around on corpses is much more fun and soothing than trying to cram information into already over-stuffed and tired grey matter. Cemeteries are wonderful places. Hmm. Maybe it's just me.

OK, I can't hold back from a little rant. Even if it is on an already overdone topic. I'm referring to that bus driver that dumped his busload of little shits school children at the depot, after copping not only cheek, but racial slurs. I personally think he acted quite responsibly, under the circumstances. At least he didn't kick them off the bus in the middle of, say, a busy intersection. He took them somewhere they would be perfectly safe, and get alternate transport.

Let's face it; no matter what their parents believe, pubescent boys are no rays of sunshine. They smell, they're loud, rude, and obnoxious. I know, because I was one. As pointed out by Adele Horin in the SMH, there is a terrible culture in schools of exclusion and intolerance. Behaviour and attitudes not accepted in any other part of our culture are written off as "boys being boys". This, frankly, is crap. There is no excuse for tolerating homophobia, racial prejudice, or any other form of discrimination, whether it be at work, on the street, or at school.

So that's my rant. Fascinating, wasn't it? I'm sure the comments will be flying in any second now...
In fact, I'd like to use this opportunity to encourage some external input. I'd like this site to contain some discourse, as well as mere pontification. If you have anything to rant about, positive or negative, by all means post a comment; if I like it (yes, I am the supreme ruler of this site, and my word is law) I will give it it's own post, so future generations can wonder at your lexical skill and vast intelligence. Also, if you have ideas or suggestions for my rants, well, I'm always open to creative inspiration...

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

That's an interesting little grammatical tangle Mr Curls. I'm going to be paranoid about my apostrophes in this post.
Any apostrophe insertion in the phrase would entail an attribution of proprietary interest: Mother's Day suggests that the second Sunday in May belongs to one mother, presumably one's own. Mothers' Day suggests that is a day that belongs to all mothers as a group. And no apostrophe, well, I'm not sure what that means.
In its wisdom the Oxford Dictionary tells us that the correct phrase is Mother's Day.
Anyway, I'm off to have dinner.

7:45 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I work for that particular bus company and went to school very near the one in question.

The driver did everything by the book. It's the kids who should be punished and have their travel passes removed. He is just doing his job. He could have dumped them on the street but didn't. In all, he will probably end up with a commendation rather than discipline, and I'll be there commending him.

7:51 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hear Hear! (sorry Raph)

The little shits probably deserved far worse.

9:01 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

PS. What happened to that cute picture of you Mr Curls?

6:37 pm  
Blogger Nick said...

The cute little picture of me was part of my profile. Seeing as Blogger profiles are acting up at the moment, I've disabled mine until they get around to fixing the problem. Once they do, my cute little roaring face will be back up for all the world to see.

8:17 pm  

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