AUSTRALIAN FLAG

AUSTRALIAN FLAG
THE AUSTRALIAN FLAG ...and the ripple of discontent

Gaelic a lyrical and expressive language, but don't try to guess the pronunciation

GAELIC is a lyrical and expressive language, but don't try to guess the pronunciation. http://www.irishgaelictranslator.com an excellent site where the forum members respond to translation requests quickly, interestingly and with humour and for those who love music go to http://caoinleain.com

Monday, July 26, 2010

There are some days...

There are some days when you wonder if you should have got out of bed and there are days when you wonder why you bothered going to bed. These days and nights are when nothing seems to go to plan, or if there is no plan, nothing goes as well as one would hope. Last night I didn't want to go to bed. It seems I may have cracked my ribs around the back between the waist and the shoulder blade and lying down is not something that gives me comfort. However, I did lay my sore and sorry self down and then it was too painful to move and even worse getting up...swearing, whinging and whining did little to releive the pain, nor the frustration, but for some reason making others aware of the agony and suffering gives a certain degree of satisfaction. Selfish satisfaction where you are not going to let anyone else have a good day if you can't. So out of bed, trip over my own feet. Swear some more. Stumble to the loo, cursing all the way, oh what fun it is to wake, when the pain won't go away...yeah, well needless to say I'm not a happy camper. I have been coping with the chronic pain in the head, the depression, the disallusion in life, the poverty, the hunger, the....sorry forgot this isn't one of my novels.
The reason I am whaffling here is a) because I can and b) no one who reads it can do jack to help, but c) It satisfied my need for self pity -
So what was that about days we should stay in bed? Buggered if I know but had to start the whinging somewhere and it seemed a reasonable lead in. Now that you know how bad you could be, but aren't, go out and have a good day...You'll never get this day again.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Self Respect

Self respect or respect yourself. Are they one and the same? Like everything else these words
are about interpretation. Asking friends about self-respect, they all referred to things relating to self-presentation such as pride in appearance and cleanliness. However when asked in return whether I respect myself, I understood the question to relate to my personal ethics and morals.
Being disrespectful to the values of others, regardless of lack of intent, some would say is a lack of self-respect. However, if there was no intent to be disrespectful, does this imply that I should no longer respect myself?
Do I need knowledge to have self-respect? If not knowledgeable, should I no longer respect myself?
Lack of world knowledge is accepted. However, there is the inference that a lack of worldly knowledge is ignorance.
If I am ignorant of the values of those in whose company I am keeping, am I lacking in self respect? When in ignorance I say something that they may think disrespectful, should I no longer respect myself?

The immediate response to most of the above is “that depends”, because all things are relative to meaning, knowledge and intent.

Now wasn’t that a change from the usual bullshit. Lol.