One Angry Monkey

Brendan is a huge fan of anything that doesn’t have a storyline. You know, documentaries, stuff like that. One of his favourites would have to be “Air Crash Investigation”. We were watching it this evening (mighty generous of me I must say) and something occurred to me. There is something really, really strange about humans.

You see one person who had been on the plane in question was saying that during the freefall he made his peace with God. That was a real “what the hell?” moment for me. If I believed in God, which I’m not convinced that I should, I would not be saying, “yes, I’m looking forward to meeting you, Lord. I am ready!” There’s no way. You see, if I believed in God, I would also have to believe that God was responsible for bringing down the plane on which I was currently sitting, crapping myself.

I’d be thinking, “You son-of-a-bitch.”

Well for my reading pleasure the Australian government’s drug brochure arrived in the mail yesterday. Of only, right? No, it’s a booklet on how to talk to your kids about drugs. There goes that 17 billion surplus they were so worried about. Thank God they didn’t put that into education or hospitals. It started off badly, with a “personal” letter from our beloved prime minister. “Dear fellow Australian,” full marks for the attempt to imply some sort of camaraderie. It does, however, read like you and he are the only Australians in existence. That might not have detracted too much if I was actually Australian. (more…)

As I get older I find I’m getting crankier. I wouldn’t have even thought that possible but there you go. That’s not the first time I’ve been wrong but it’s one of the only times I’ve ever admitted it. The problem is that I seem to be losing my once healthy apathy. There were things which would have pissed me off just as much when I was younger, if I’d only cared. Now I’m finding that I care. (more…)

I must admit, and this is a big one for me because I have difficulty admitting a failure to understand anything, I am completely mystified about human social behavior. Not all of it, some is blindingly obvious. There are some stumbling blocks though. For example, why in the nine circles of Dante’s Hell do people talk to me? (more…)