Bitch on the Blog

December 8, 2016


Filed under: Ethics,Exasperation,Fortune,Roadkill,The Reaper,Vicious — bitchontheblog @ 14:40
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There is a blogger. Let’s rephrase that. There is someone, somewhere, who blogs.

He has surpassed himself. It’s not even him being selfish. It’s him being thoughtless. Inconsiderate.

Yes, so come early December – and now he has got his “overcoat” out – he laments that December’s temperature, so far, is way above “cold”. One may say “warm”. He wants “cold”. God damnit, and if he wants cold he wants cold. Till March. May Bambi’s April showers piss on him.

Why do I even note this? Insert derisory snort. Because people like him with his beer and his whisky on tap don’t give a monkey’s thought to all those homeless, sleeping in doorways, ignored by passers-by, kicked by drunkards around midnight, who might, just might, be truly grateful that December isn’t as cold as Mr Blogger and his overcoat wish it to be. Those who can’t afford to heat the place if indeed they have a roof over their heads. Those who don’t eat because maybe it’s better to starve than to freeze. Those who don’t have a winter coat.

Plumbers are hard to come by on Christmas Eve. May Mr Blogger’s overcoat stand him in good stead. And be moth eaten next December.

Disgusted yours,




  1. Ouch….. I understand exactly what you mean…… I used to be furious at the title Crisis at Christmas used by that particular charity… I actually wrote to them and said, “If it’s a crisis at christmas it’s a bloody crisis for the rest of the year. No money for you. My donation is going to….. (name of year round charity)” No reply but they eventually dropped the “at Christmas”…..

    On the subject of cold…. Horticulturally I could do with some really deep cold…. but that is only an observation.

    Comment by magpie11 — December 8, 2016 @ 14:55 | Reply

    • “Horticulturally”? – yes, I know, brassicas do need frost. Oh my god, Magpie, now you have planted another worry into my mind. What will Brussel sprouts be like in times of global warming? Never mind Polar Bears floating on ever diminishing plates of ice. One does have to have one’s priorities in an orderly queue. Particularly in winter.

      Even Peter Vaughan, him of the sharp nose, has died as appears to be everyone’s wont You can’t stem the tide. Although, considering diminishing returns, sometimes life appears to be more of an ebb. Remind me to tell you of the marvellous times I pushed the pram – at a high stride – along the promenade. The sea and its horizon were something else. Spanning the whole spectrum from white to black and all blue shades in between.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 8, 2016 @ 15:12 | Reply

  2. Dear Ursula,

    U really should relax and listen to Frank Zappa’s “Don’t Eat The Yellow Snow” to get into a wintery mood. The movie “Jeremiah Johnson” is good for this too, along with Amundsen’s “The South Pole”. And I would happily donate a traditional American Indian fur coat to the shivering homeless if it weren’t for PETA.

    Comment by Looney — December 9, 2016 @ 01:39 | Reply

    • “Yellow Snow”? What most unfortunate connotation, nay association, that brings to mind.

      “Jeremiah Johnson” is too mild for my current mind set. Amundsen’s “The South Pole” sounding more promising.

      It is very kind (and your choice most stylish) to offer donating a fur coat. I googled PETA – once more marvelling at how little I really do know. Soon I’ll be Socrates. Ethically I think nothing should be wasted. So, if you kill an animal as a source of nourishment you may as well do something with its fur, its hide, whatever. What stinks is to kill an animal for its tusks, its beautiful coat – and leave the rest to rot. Though, I suppose, vultures need to eat too.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 9, 2016 @ 10:27 | Reply

      • Ivory? So some Memeber of Parliament and an overprivileged “royal” prince wish to completely ban the trade in Ivory in the U.K./ This means that If I an fortunate enough to own an exquisite portrait miniature painted on ivory by Nicholas Hilliard over 400 years ago I cannot sell it …… stupidity …..

        Modern ivory …. okay… ban that trade and come down hard on any one who trades in it but ……. what if I discover something like the Lewis Chessmen in my garden?

        I was once offered a wolfskin coat by a Canadian of my ken…. had to refuse because of import restrictions and it was made in the 1930s… pre CITES…. and yes, I’d love a bison robe or blanket but given that Bison are farmed in the UK I suppose that is not impossible.

        Comment by magpie11 — December 9, 2016 @ 12:57 | Reply

  3. What is it about life that throws up these coincidences?
    I have just (twice likened the phrase “Yellow Journalism ” to “Yellow Snow (both best avoided) and then opened this to find another mention of said snow…. odd.

    Comment by magpie11 — December 9, 2016 @ 12:44 | Reply

  4. Cold weather kills more than any other kind of weather, yet all those in power want to deal with is a warming earth. If only the world spent a small part of the money wasted on climate change measures on those that are energy needy, many lives could be saved now.

    Comment by Mike — December 9, 2016 @ 13:35 | Reply

    • Ah…. but unfortunately people also need food and deserts do not provide sufficient. Also I do not relish the malaria parasite(s) appearing on these shores and moving north in the direction of Scotland…..

      Comment by magpie11 — December 9, 2016 @ 20:19 | Reply

  5. although it’s not cold at this time of the year, it appears that those in need – to provide presents for the children and then a bonanza food parcel that has lots of goodies so that the “children” do not miss out. The main charity body in Auckland – has queues out on the streets waiting for said “parcel”.

    I’m not against it because there is obviously a need, but it never seems to change. I remember as a volunteer at the Citizens Advice Bureau when the need for help (all thru’ year food parcels) how it never seemed to change, it seemed to grow and the same people (seemed the same) came through the doors all year round, “out of money” needing a food parcel.

    Comment by cedar51 — December 9, 2016 @ 19:51 | Reply

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