Scot-a-land The Brave
Our intrepid traveller looks out of his 1st floor window doing that which is done by all. Never should a day go by that one of us looks externally to our abodes and thinks that thought which mothers everywhere are trying to drum into our brains.
You need your jacket/you don't need your jacket.
Our traveller is not one to follow such rules however and he looks upon the problem as he regards many things: in a somewhat different light than others. He decides on a t-shirt beneath his shirt, offering warmth without the limitations and constrictions that are brought with a jacket. The day looks pleasant enough, so off for another day of teaching he heads, safe in the knowledge that he has: braved the Aberdeen winter in a short sleeved shirt, climbed Lochnagar with jeans and a t-shirt on when long time hikers are heading back down due to bad conditions, and sat on the beach wearing nothing but swimming shorts on the first day of Aussie winter.
We move this story on be one half day and find our hero held within his building asking some kids about the weather, he throws open the window to find that the outlook has changed for the worse and thinks automatically of home.
Hero: "How is the weather?"
Kids: "It's rainy!" They bellow in unison
Hero: "And?"
Kids: "Cloudy!" Their screams adding to the horrible sight I see out this window.
Hero: "What colour is it?"
Kids: "It's grey"
Hero: "You know what we call this? When the weather is like this?" They looked back confused, some shouting some crazy pseudo pidgeon english, some picking their nose. "We call it....."
Their enunciation was close, their speed to pick up the word was astounding, and they use it with a great frequency upon being asked what it's like outside.
So ends the story of how the Korean children learned the word 'dreich'.
You need your jacket/you don't need your jacket.
Our traveller is not one to follow such rules however and he looks upon the problem as he regards many things: in a somewhat different light than others. He decides on a t-shirt beneath his shirt, offering warmth without the limitations and constrictions that are brought with a jacket. The day looks pleasant enough, so off for another day of teaching he heads, safe in the knowledge that he has: braved the Aberdeen winter in a short sleeved shirt, climbed Lochnagar with jeans and a t-shirt on when long time hikers are heading back down due to bad conditions, and sat on the beach wearing nothing but swimming shorts on the first day of Aussie winter.
We move this story on be one half day and find our hero held within his building asking some kids about the weather, he throws open the window to find that the outlook has changed for the worse and thinks automatically of home.
Hero: "How is the weather?"
Kids: "It's rainy!" They bellow in unison
Hero: "And?"
Kids: "Cloudy!" Their screams adding to the horrible sight I see out this window.
Hero: "What colour is it?"
Kids: "It's grey"
Hero: "You know what we call this? When the weather is like this?" They looked back confused, some shouting some crazy pseudo pidgeon english, some picking their nose. "We call it....."
Their enunciation was close, their speed to pick up the word was astounding, and they use it with a great frequency upon being asked what it's like outside.
So ends the story of how the Korean children learned the word 'dreich'.
posted by Alanowski @ 1:41 pm
1 Comments:
I believe the children are our future, teach them well, Alan, and let them lead the way.
It's unfortunate that, since W. has almost certainly been re-elected as President of the United States, our futures will all be brutish and short; ending in either vaporisation or the long slow death of a nuclear winter. The end, spoken of by so many prophets, zealots and flagelants before me, is now officially nigh.
I stayed off work today so I could watch the states declare last night. The ultimate exercise in pointlessness. Of course they were going to re-elect him. Only the stupidest nation on earth could vote the missing link between human kind and the televangelists into the most important job in the world TWICE!
I blame myself.
Considerably less than I blame everyone else.
I wanted Kerry, the world wanted Kerry, even the cheese-eating surrender monkies wanted Kerry. Although it's probably truer to say that we ("we" being the thinking inhabitants of the third rock from the sun) didn't want W.
As Terry "The Love Machine" Wogan often says, "Is it me?"
Still, on a positive note, military power in the modern world is directly related over time to economic power. Under the leadership of W. it's possible we might see a quick slide into lasting depression and the breakup of the world's last superpower within 20 years.
Just in time for us to be conquered by China.
Have a nice day.
This rant brought to you by David F. Porteous & McFly, obviously.
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