I walk, usually every morning, to the house that I'm renovating. The walk is often pleasant, sometimes noisy, occasionally annoying. But uniquely interesting. And always loooong. It's actually about 2 miles from where I am presently domiciled, so it's a chore sometimes to trudge that distance, just to do some more work when I arrive. But, as they say, if not me, then who? Besides, it helps me keep my girlish figure.
Anyway, I have about 30 minutes (when I'm walking) to observe people. Of course, what else, since the scenery is "pedestrian" at best.
One thing I observe constantly - the lower echelons of society use a LOT of swearing. One four-letter word in particular. (And it matters not the gender of the speaker.) It's forever f@sk this, or f@sk that, or that f@sker. Hmph. Talk about a pandemic. I'm beginning to think that sans the expletives, these "people" could not communicate at all.
Or maybe that's true already, if one cares to judge the lack of content in what's being transmitted. (An aside - can one do content analysis when there isn't any content?)
The medium is, once again, the message. This represents the final triumph of our "good self-image" educational system.
Abort, retry, mostly fail.
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Monday, August 06, 2007
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