Bitch on the Blog

February 25, 2016

Bitch on the Blog

Filed under: Amusement,Communication,Style — bitchontheblog @ 17:54
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New bloggers out there: Choose your blog name carefully. You may never live it down.

Recently I have been reminded, more than once, and in no uncertain terms, that I am a bitch. This doesn’t do dogs any favours. Still. One aims to please.

So here goes for all those mimosas out there – and wilt at your own speed.

Dearest (Mimosas – as in “flower”), if you knew how much pleasure you give me measuring the rather thin of your assorted hides, your pouting, your sulking, your insults, how much you make me laugh, you’d be whining and whinging even more than you are prone to already.

There was one rather sweet example the other day of someone’s rant (left on an other’s blog) how she (yes, it is a she, they usually are) doesn’t like whiners and whingers. She then proceeds to whine and whinge. Cute. And before you point the finger at yourself. Don’t. There is more than one of you.

In fact so cute I’d like to take people like that by their hand and show them the way out of the woods.

The more fragile among male bloggers?  Bad manners. No argument has ever been won by telling me …

Let’s cut to the chase. Intelligent debate is not fertilized by those who weed anything they don’t like to hear. That’s where a gardener fails at the first hurdle. Shoot the grey squirrel digging up your bulbs but contemplate whether what you consider to be a weed, and therefore irritating, is undesirable. By way of example: Nettles sting. You have two options. You put on gloves, pull the nettles and make them into tea or compost OR cry at your initial blisters.

Need a handkerchief, nay, a tissue to wipe your tears of indignation? Look no further. You may cut me off. I am here. Always ready to engage. Even with the ninnies and the most delicate of divas in blogging land.

Hugs, hisses and kisses,

U

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9 Comments »

  1. Nettles….. if possible just leave them. They provide food for various caterpillars…… Peacock, Red Admiral, Painted Lady, Small Tortoiseshell and Comma…..if you treat them like flax then the fibres acan be spun and woven into cloth. Not a practical proposition but worth a ponder.

    I’d better refrain from commenting on whingeing or I might be accused of same. As for rudeness: the occurence of this trait appears to be on the increase.

    Comment by magpie11 — February 25, 2016 @ 19:37 | Reply

    • I think there is a fairy tale, Magpie, probably by the Grimm Brothers, about a girl whose seven brothers got into strife (can’t remember why this minute). They were cursed and made into swans. In order to reverse the curse she had to make shirts for them – woven out of nettles (flax) with her own fair hands. To a deadline – naturally. On throwing those shirts over the swans her brothers morph back into humans. Unfortunately she had run out of time and her youngest brother was left with one feathered wing. That’s where my memory stops. Basically I went into shock at the whole saga.

      Oh, Magpie, and that’s before my mother told me the story about her very own magpie (die Diebische Elster) I can’t tell you how wonderful it was/is having been brought up on a diet of fairy tales. Some people (say, Grannymar) deride fairy tales, mistakenly thinking it’s about “happy endings”. It isn’t. Fairy tales are there to put the living fear into you, teach you a few home truths and make you hope you’ll never have to kiss a frog.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — February 25, 2016 @ 20:03 | Reply

      • I missed this… I thnk I’ve heard the (a) fairy tale about weaving shirts from nettles…details cannot remember….

        Comment by magpie11 — March 10, 2016 @ 19:34 | Reply

  2. I feel like i get you and I have never seen you as a bitch, in fact I think you are pretty much always speaking with good will.
    I saw one of those recent accusations and my eyes nearly fell out of my head.

    Long live the bitch!

    Comment by kylie — February 25, 2016 @ 21:59 | Reply

    • Thank you, Kylie. It’s nice to be “gotten”. And, as horrible and arrogant as it sounds, I hold those who do [get me] in high esteem. Mainly because they are either blessed with a brain and/or intuition. As to the rest? Well, the world can be an oyster – slightly off. Which doesn’t stop me from trying to offer the nay sayers fresh ones [views that is].

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — February 27, 2016 @ 12:09 | Reply

  3. It is disturbing to hear that new bloggers aren’t choosing their names carefully.

    Comment by Looney — February 26, 2016 @ 05:21 | Reply

    • Don’t you start, Looney. I didn’t say new bloggers don’t choose their names carefully. In fact, they probably agonize over them. Image and all that. Nowhere will you find more vanity and self consciousness than in blog land. I imagine the same to be true for all other social media which I refuse to be drawn into. Even I can manage only so much strife before lightening strikes.

      Since my computer currently crashes every seven minutes I feel rather rushed to form a coherent thought. Will do so offline (at leisure) and get back on the subject of names. Not least yours. Oh, dear. After all this time I still remember being rather alarmed at your blog’s name. What was I letting myself in for? Was I going to be fundamentalized? My alarm was ringing on orange alert. Paranoia had to be locked in a cage and all disbelief suspended. And here we are years on – the seas are calm and it was well worth diving into. What a find you turned out to be. Which reminds me: How is the swimming going?

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — February 27, 2016 @ 10:54 | Reply

  4. Ah Da Trolls. Quite a large club. I was attacked recently for pointing out to a (professional) journalist he had been mistaken in comparing “food porn” to “hard core porn” of which he partook in both cases to satiation and found equal in effect. He pointed me in the direction of the Urban Dictionary.

    Well. ’nuff said.

    Gaslighting. Don’t get me started but it tends to happen frequently on media, not to mention my own family.

    Stay well U. Don’t let the fleas bother you.

    XO
    WWW

    Comment by wisewebwoman — February 28, 2016 @ 20:42 | Reply

    • Thanks for your response, WWW. I hoped you would.

      You mention “trolls”. I think it a category vastly overused. Not least in public forums. Obviously there are some complete arseholes out there who not “provoke” – which I most certainly do – but just stir shit. But called a troll just because you put another angle to an argument? No. It’s a lazy retort. Children are so great. They will always challenge your view from the so very fresh and, as yet, unspoiled view of their own. Trolls they ain’t.

      “Gaslighting”, WWW? Now we are moving into darkness.. It is happening this very minute to a friend of mine (not that she has been allowed to speak to me for the last six years). Her husband prides himself on his powers of being “persuasive”. Why he didn’t become a salesman (with all his power of “persuasion”) I do not know. What he was, and is, is a control freak and that, tragically, is his own tragedy. And that’s ok. Follow your path. To nowhere. What is not ok, and you’ll probably relate to this, that others let themselves be controlled by a control freak. It’s heartbreaking. Heartbreaking watching someone walking right into that trap, worse living that trap. Yes, WWW, all the world is a stage and sometimes there is nothing else for us to do.

      “Fleas”, you mention. That’s another story. To be continued. Recently there were mice.

      Take care,
      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — February 28, 2016 @ 21:20 | Reply


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