Bitch on the Blog

September 11, 2016

Taking stock

Filed under: Amusement,Errors,Human condition,Observations,Psychology,Vicious — bitchontheblog @ 11:38
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I am not looking for sympathy. If you have any.

I have been accused of so many shortcomings (on line/internet) if I were a lesser person and not as “arrogant” as many a reader deem me to be I’d just lie down and die. Which, obviously, would be bad news for all those I owe money to. So I won’t.

Never mind. I don’t go with my beloved Nietzsche. His “what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger” is overrated. Just weep. Or, in absence of tears, laugh or shake your head. As I do.

The Angel who has zero interest in any internet altercation has been urging me for ages not to engage. “Why are you doing this to yourself, Mama?” he asks.  I don’t know. Mainly because I like engaging with other people and stand my ground.

Truth is though, I suppose I am … something. Not sure what. I think “arrogant”, often thrown at me in absence of the critic’s more imaginary vocabulary, is not the right word. But I AM sure of myself. That’s for sure. And I like it. Just like I like people who are sure of themselves too.





  1. Arrogant? I don’t perceive that. Confident sounds better.

    … and I agree with the Angel on internet altercations. I’d rather not.

    (New video… if you care to view: )

    Comment by Mike Goad — September 11, 2016 @ 12:23 | Reply

    • Wow. Channelled all the way. Of course, and to be fair, some of those signs are for our own safety. Though what a lawn needs to be protected from is anyone’s guess.

      Will show your video to the Angel later today. No doubt it’ll raise a knowing eyebrow.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — September 12, 2016 @ 04:48 | Reply

  2. According to the Internet Arrogance Rating Agency, U score a mere 2.36 (out of a possible 10 for the most arrogant), which is enviably low.

    Comment by Looney — September 11, 2016 @ 15:00 | Reply

    • The mind is a wondrous bit of entity, Looney. I woke up about twenty minutes ago (0430 hrs BST); the first thing popping into said mind the comment you left yesterday. Which, what else, immediately made me think of “10”, and then I sat up in bed in shock: “What on earth has happened to Dudley Moore? Haven’t heard anything of him for ages.” Pause. “Probably dead.” So I googled him and he is dead. Other than that he is on my long list of men who are short yet have redeeming features..


      Comment by bitchontheblog — September 12, 2016 @ 03:59 | Reply

      • That movie refers to a different rating scale of which I have no knowledge. Surprised to see that Dudley died in New Jersey instead of California.

        Comment by Looney — September 12, 2016 @ 04:16 | Reply

        • Yes, I know. Which is why it was so fascinating that your 2.36 rating of me on the Richter Scale of arrogance led me, partly still in the arms of Morpheus (the god of dreams – his father being the god of sleep), to TEN popping into my mind.

          As to Moore dying in New Jersey rather than California: People do travel.


          Comment by bitchontheblog — September 12, 2016 @ 04:30 | Reply

          • Well, sad that he died in other than in his home country…. he had not a few problems in life and his final illness was particulalrly nasty one…
            I remember him as a musician above most things….

            Comment by magpie11 — September 12, 2016 @ 13:44 | Reply

  3. Confident, not afraid to say what you think nor to disagree with people at times. As long as I have known you this has been true and there have been those who have not either understood this or, more likely, have not bothered to think through what you have said.

    I tend to warn people that I come with a health warning… i.e. I may not always agree with what they say and they will not always agree with what I say so they should be warned.

    You’re you and I ask you not to change. Or try to change (it won’t work)

    Comment by magpie11 — September 11, 2016 @ 15:21 | Reply

    • Oh gosh, Magpie. That first paragraph of yours brought back memories from so many years ago. Fascinating who falls by the wayside. More fascinating who forms friendships. Organically, as it were. That’s tenacity for you. And trust.

      How sweet “… not to change. Or try to (it won’t work).” No it won’t. Though I like to think that I do still chisel the edges and polish them. No one is a harsher critic of me than myself.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — September 12, 2016 @ 04:20 | Reply

  4. As usual, if it works for you, go for it. Life is too short not to.

    Comment by cheerfulmonk — September 11, 2016 @ 17:55 | Reply

    • Thanks, Jean. I rarely say “I am who I am”. But I suppose that’s what it boils down to. Some things we have little control over. And the fairy at my cradle who bestowed the gift of confidence on me I do thank.

      Doesn’t mean I don’t watch what, in the motherland, we call “the back of the medal”. Overbearing I do not wish to be. Still, if you were stranded with me on a desert island you’d be safe. Any snakes we come across we’d just parcel up and send to Looney.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — September 12, 2016 @ 04:11 | Reply

      • Phew… thank goodness I’m not getting any snakes….

        Comment by magpie11 — September 12, 2016 @ 13:30 | Reply

        • Looney likes snakes. They don’t tie him down.


          Comment by bitchontheblog — September 12, 2016 @ 14:48 | Reply

          • Ophidiophobia here……..apparently trod on an adder/viper when a child…

            Comment by magpie11 — September 13, 2016 @ 12:57 | Reply

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