Random Thoughts (as opposed to 'what's on your mind?')

11.05.09
The wind has come up and the punters are leaving the beach. This is a breeze, not real wind. It´s clear these people are obviously not from Wellington, home to the mother of all winds, nor are they from the UK whereby it would take a category 3 storm to get them off the beach here. The UK punters blow my mind, they consider anything above 14degrees as sunbathing weather. In fact, you can pretty much dish them up anything so long as it´s not rain. Which is good I s'pose, coz when all the locals pack up their picnics at the slightest breeze or drop in temperature, the tourism industry can rely on the staunch determination of the Brits to hang in there soaking up their annual intake of vitamin D. Did you know there´s a ricketts epidemic sweeping the UK and that truely and honestly it´s due to a lack of sun? Scary.

06.06.09
What´s up with the people who don´t answer their phones? Or ignore emails...or those who generally tune out when it suits them. These people have their art downpat. They know who they are and exactly what they´re doing. But they´re not bothered. The thing I often wonder though, is do they know that we know who they are? Or do they perhaps think that because they´re ever so important, that we believe they are actually genuinely busy and have been unable to take our calls or reply to our emails? Or, heavens to murgatroid, do they want us to get the hint that they are purposely blanking us?



This is where the lines get blurry. Because it could be either. But generally, as I mentioned before, these people are artists of this cold form of pyschological manipulation and abuse. They deliver those slam dunks of silence knowing full well that we are going to be genuinely confused and therefore somewhat reluctant to give them a gentle nudge. They know that they are rendering us limpid with self doubt and that this is the most effective way to avoid communication with us. As we retreat into a world of paranoia they calmly go about their days making their 'natural selection' of worthy communiques. And when your ship comes in and that excuse & apology laden email hits your inbox, mama mia, how good are they at washing away those self doubts and restoring your faith in both them & their twisted manipulative ways and mankind in general. Oh the power that these maestros wield!

But one must ask the questions...just what is their game? What happened to them to make them behave like this? Were they beaten as children & now they´re sadomasochists? Are they actually proper fraudsters? Who or what are they hiding from?

Sometimes it´s a partner who is the real enemy, and it´s easier to distance you rather than have to honour your friendship under the jealous, watchful eye of an odious partner. Or is it just you? Really, if push came to shove, they don´t actually like you and want as little as possible to do with you.

Ideally, you should wake up and smell the roses and give up on your lameass attempts at contact with them. They live in hope that the penny will drop for you, whilst you live in hope that they will acknowledge your existence. And then they feel guilty and acknowledge you. And so it goes on, in a vicious little circle.

But really, bollox to the perpetrators & bless to the victims. If honesty and integrity are too much to ask, good manners will always suffice. Please try and be polite.