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Saturday, 8 November 2014

Chelsea. No, Not That Chelsea!

Clinton
Conrad remembers her as a somewhat gawky 13-year old, and is somewhat horrified to discover that she is now 34 years old and has a daughter of her own.
     When did that happen?
     Although it is of course shallow, materialistic and judgemental, she has grown up to be quite the hottie, as evinced by her getting married.
Chelsea's Buns

     I mentioned her at age 13, as this seems to be when the US media decided that she was fair game and started to focus on her, literally.  Her spoilsport parents then sent her to Sidwell Friends School; the school and staff maintained a consistent and stony silence about their charge, much to the chagrin of the US media.
     It must be strange and probably unsettling to have a childhood like hers - going from your dad being important, then a VIP, and then US President.
     What?  You thought this was going to be about football?  Bite your tongue!
More Chelsea!

"Undermind"
I am onto the penultimate episode of this excellent Sixties show, having seen probably every British (and some Irish) character actor working in television up to that point.  Two points about the episode just watched, "Test for the Future".  One character remarks on an annual salary - £2,200 - as being very generous.  Perhaps then - today, not so much!  Then there was the arcane printing equipment being used - elaborate mechanical presses with big sets of custom-made print in metal blocks.  Very quaint.
     One point that Conrad finds interesting is that the whole series is a sustained series of attacks on British society; some direct, some indirect, all with the intent of introducing weeds and canker into this, our island Garden of Eden.  It was probably judged too fantastic to be worth worrying about.
     Conrad = not beyond taking a few pointers for when he takes over Planet Earth ...
Undermined.  Close enough

Eschatology
Ah now, do you have your mind set to "Deep Thoughts"?  Firstly, this is deemed to be the theological study of the end of all things, end times if you will, concerning death and judgement, and heaven and hell.  It comes from the Greek (Hooray!  No Latin!) "eschatus" meaning "the end" and "ology", for "study".
     I mention this concept because it's about the only one that isn't mentioned in the novel "Deus Irae"*; perhaps because the end times hadn't quite arrived in that novel, the earth and a small number of it's human denizens having survived.
     So, the next time some rude and intemperant person tells you to "go to Hell" you can tell them that they're using eschatological remarks, which will probably enrage them even more since they won't understand it.
     BOOJUM! - ever ready to help you.
For once, this picture is entirely legitimate

The Process Of Creating A Complaint Letter
First of all, you need something to complain about.  In the case of Conrad it was this:
What's wrong with this picture?  NO BUS!
     You then need to have your imagination and temper simmer for a couple of days before coming up with a longhand draft:
Longhand draft on the right.
      Then you work that up into a fuller, more legible script:


No swearing, although I did use some French
     Next comes posting it to First Bus's HQ and waiting to see what happens next.
     Ooooh I can hardly wait**!

A Casualty Of The Letter
My Daily Workman Pen ran out of ink and the ink-siphon refused to work.  This is my fault - a fountain pen needs a thorough clean every so often and I can't remember the last time Daily Workman Pen got one.  Here it is having a bath:
I ink, therefore I can

A Word From The Wise
Eeyore, in this case.  He might have the sunny personality of a breezeblock, but he does have a unique and worthwhile point of view.  I say, old donkey, what do you have for us today?


A true friend - will desert you in the end

     Sadly, baggy grey felt philosopher, I feel you are correct far too often.


A Zombie Donkey***.
I Googled "Weredonkey" but a lot of those images were very NSFW.  People are strange.


* The post-apocalyptic sci-fi novel by Dick & Zelazny I've been yarkingabout.  DO keep up!
** Conrad.  The spirit of mischief lives large in him.
*** Yes, a Zombie Donkey.  You can tell this because it's saying "Brains".  If it were quoting "Blood", then it would be a Vampire Donkey.  If it said both "Blood" and "Brains" then it would be <thinks> a Zompire Donkey.  Or a Vambie Donkey.

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