Bitch on the Blog

December 22, 2016

Jesus Christ

Filed under: Atmosphere,Exasperation,Human condition — bitchontheblog @ 14:59
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Naturally I consider myself the epitome. Don’t ask of what. Or you’ll all hate me. For ever and ever and ever. It would be disingenuous of me to say I don’t care whether I am liked or not. On the whole I don’t but – on account of being human – will make exceptions.

Yes, insert heart felt sigh, earlier today I came across a fine example of stupidity. Not mine. That would be forgivable. Others’ stupidity? Nah. Forget it. Not that I am easily disappointed. But then I am.

When I say “stupid” I don’t mean people like myself who don’t understand theorems, maths and stuff. I mean people who are so stupid they’d light a match to see if there is a fire. Who light a match to see if they have switched off the light. People who look at you blankly. People who are so stupid all you can do is keep your temper in check and remember that it’s not their fault. If ever there was something to test my humanity it’s stupidity. The other being “inconsiderate”. Don’t get me started on the latter. There is not enough foam within me to cover the contempt I do have for the inconsiderate. My only consolation that I try and remember they aren’t inconsiderate DELIBERATELY. Thus saints are made. You forgive everything and everyone.

Yes, so today I was what can only be called “on a wild goose chase”. The goose wasn’t wild. It was dead. And nowhere to be found despite a delivery address.

Still, what would life be like without an injection of drama and associated adrenaline? Peaceful. That’s what. Who wants peace? In the season of peace and good will. Am on vigil of the next instalment.

In the meantime, light a match to light a candle. I love candles. As soon as winter’s daytime darkness sets in (think Finland) candles will be lit in this house. So soothing.

And yes, before your condolences flood in, it took me all but twenty minutes to locate the temporarily missing goose. No thanks to imbeciles involved but my own brilliance of powers of deduction. And what a beauty it [the goose] is.




  1. Enjoy the experience.

    Comment by rummuser — December 22, 2016 @ 15:11 | Reply

    • Thanks, Ramana. “Content”, for obscure reasons, blocking my viewing. On these isles we do live a sheltered life. Nevertheless, I know nursery rhymes before they became non pc or obsolete or forgotten.

      Am also reminded of Donald Duck and his three nephews – all of whom I was fond of. And then there was another D (Douglas) who was very rich and – unless I am mistaken and unusual for mill/billionaires – gregarious. Hope he made a will (in favour of his nephews).


      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 22, 2016 @ 16:00 | Reply

  2. Foie gras is going out of fashion so fat geese are getting harder to find.
    Did you ever think of becoming a private investigator?

    Comment by Kylie — December 22, 2016 @ 21:50 | Reply

    • Funny you should suggest that, Kylie. Yes, I have – more than once – considered becoming a private investigator. I’d be so perfectly suited for the job. Discreet, observant, astute. However, there are two obstacles. Firstly I do have principles. One of them that I don’t fleece people over compounded by inability to lie. The other obstacle – and it is so annoying I can barely bring myself to mention it – that people always remember me. Even from behind. Years later. It’s irritating beyond belief. A hindrance. Maybe I should sue someone for damages, loss of earnings. My parents? Myself?


      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 22, 2016 @ 23:25 | Reply

  3. Since you have located your missing goose, I am wondering about the relevant recipes that you have for it.

    Comment by Looney — December 23, 2016 @ 05:21 | Reply

    • Recipes? My dear Looney and you, as an engineer in the hallowed air of Silicon Valley will appreciate this more than most: Goose is simplicity itself. All you need is a hot oven and the will to live and eat.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 29, 2016 @ 20:15 | Reply

  4. Some people aren’t so much stupid but stubborn. You can tell them some incontrovertible fact over and over but they will refuse to accept it and insist on some obviously mistaken alternative. They’re not stupid, they just don’t want to accept what someone else says.

    Enjoy your goose. I very much hope foie gras is going out of fashion, it’s an indescribably cruel feeding process.

    Comment by nick — December 24, 2016 @ 09:46 | Reply

  5. If it was in a box – don’t forget to recycle it if it’s of cardboard nature, if it’s wood – well you’ll be able to keep warm with it after you’ve found the match to strike a fire with 🙂 Belated greetings to you from sunny (well it’s not, but that’s another story) New Zealand

    Comment by cedar51 — December 29, 2016 @ 04:43 | Reply

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