Saturday, November 25, 2006

10 Things I'd never do....

Political Umpire tagged me on this so I'll have a think....

1. Buy to a coldplay cd.
2. Live in the home counties.
3. Go to a Pinkfloyd concert.
4. Eat in Macdonalds.

Thinking on it......

5. Some of it which enters my mind is rather too filthy to mention so I'll lay off the smut.
6. Take certain drugs which are known to have a link with madness.
7. Listen to any daft conspiracy theories
8. Make excuses for people who insist on behaving like jerks.
9. Have an affair with someone else's husband ( I cannot make promises about one night stands, I lack the moral confidence to express any certainity about this matter!!). Hope you at least appreciate my honesty here!
10. Let the bastards grind me down (at least I'll try there!)

I think I should tag someone, so I'll try Maria. I know he doesn't have a blog but I'll tag Paddy nonetheless. And neprimye (sorry for the misspelling!!). Other friends of this blog have already been tagged. There are a few others but I forget their address and I'm having a bit of trouble with this machine (cannot seem to open a new window without losing this one, have to check out why and how...) But if they are reading this I'll tag Kris and David Duff too.....

5 comments:

Political Umpire said...

There aren't going to be any more Pink Floyd concerts, at least not involving the whole band, are there? I thought they were quite good at Live 8 all things (a 25 year split for one of them) considered? Still, it's a closed faith, Floyd-worshipping, I admit, and one needs to look beyond Another Brick in the Wall (Pt II) which can be difficult for the uninitiated.

Interesting comment 9. Monogamy, or the pursuit of it, seems to have remained a goal for most people despite the massive sexualisation of society and the celebration of promiscurity in the tabloids and elsewhere. Oddly enough, the acts of adultery of which I have knowledge (NOT telling you any of my own experiences, such as they might or might not be, but only of friends and colleagues, I hasten to add) have almost always involved single women and married men, and the excuse of the former has always been "I had nothing to lose", followed by "why is she angry with me, rather than him?".

Trust the trip is still going well. Get to Auckland, if you have the chance. Meccano (sp?) by the wharf is the best restaurant in town and if you've made the effort to go 12,000 miles, a few hundred more can't be difficult.

Liz said...

It's curious with the Pink Floyd. I like their early stuff but I do find their later stuff pretentious. But PF fans always tell me that I just don't get it!

I know of a couple examples of affairs myself (two of which involved my own father). The rationale 'I had nothing to lose' is a selfish one, they really should try and put themselves in the shoes of the wife. I confess that in my youth I had a couple of liasons with men who were attached but I didn't rationalise it like that, mine was more a youthful and silly conception of romantic love and following my heart rather than my head.I knew it was wrong but did it anyway. It was immature and irresponsible. Never again! Part of my stronger opposition to it now perhaps has something to do with me getting older and being in a long term relationship, hence identifying more with a wife than with a mistress. If I was in that situation I suspect I'd feel more anger towards the other woman than my partner. I can understand why young women might do it but older women really should know better as they have had more experience and should naturally feel more empathy with the wives. I think the reason why women tend to blame the mistresses rather than the husbands is due to the feelings they have for their husbands, hence they cannot be as angry with them as they are towards the mistress. Maybe it's also got something to do with viewing spouses as property, hence the intruder is seen as something akin to a thief. This may be wrong as the husband has his moral agency just as much, but in many ways it is an understandable reaction.
There is also the thing that married men would not play if there were no women willing to oblige. I don't see why women who play around with married men don't get that. Anyway, sorry for rambling....

Trip is still going well. I'm going on a trip down South in a few days. I'll probably visit Auckland before I go home as it's in that direction. I'll remember the restaurant!

Political Umpire said...

I'll admit to liking more the classic Floyd period - the 1970s - more than the Sid Barrett era (though some of his stuff is still catchy) - and find the later stuff starting with The Final Cut pretty dreary. Have never bothered listening to the last couple of albums. But I'm cheerful about the sadness of my musical tastes . . .

Prostitution isn't the oldest profession for nothing, and I'm given to understand that it often involves married men. In fact I know one married man with a predilection for Thai prostitutes, and it's a very sad and tawdry tale indeed.

I won't pretend to have an insight on the motivation of women who have affairs, but one example of our liberal age (and counter to what I said originally about monogamy still being most people's aspiration) is a former colleague of mine whose (second) marriage has just collapsed thanks to her remorseless infidelity. She said to me at her leaving drinks (for her job, not her marriage) "Don't feel sorry for me, I'm such a slut". Partly I think she was inspired to return to her single life by her close friend, who makes Sex and the City look like nuns, but also I think it was damage from her first marriage - engaged at 16, married at 19, three children by 25, cheating husband and separation by 26.

See I'm rambling more, considerably more .... perhaps I'll stop!

Enjoy down south. I think Wanaka's nicer than Queenstown, but it depends what you like. Franz Joseph is a better glacier than Fox as you can get closer. Take a raincoat for either, however, same with Milford Sound.

Liz said...

One account of the origins of prostitution appears to tie it in with enforced monogamy for married women but not for men, hence the creation of a caste of women who would be there to serve the needs of men who wanted sex outside of marriage - as it would not have been possible for them to sleep with the wives of other men. In ancient Greece courtesans appear to have had more freedom than did wives. Marriage for convenience or financial gain is not inherently different from prostitution in my view, it's just the permanent sale of sexual access to one man rather than the renting of it to many.

I am of the view that there's a difference between a one night stand and an ongoing affair - the latter involves more betrayal and is more complicated. A man could have a one night stand or go with a prostitue as one off and if he keeps it quiet it won't necessarily have much effect on a marriage. I suspect that lifetime monogamy to one person is difficult for some men to achieve, they may cheat in that way not because they don't love their wives but perhaps want excitement and variety. Problem becomes when it is persistent. There are old married men who persistently purchase the service of prostitutes - usually because they want to have sex with young women as well as an old one, I don't think it often goes much deeper than that. I wouldn't like it if my husband did it to me when I'm old but what can I say? That's life, and it would be far worse if they were to leave their wives for younger women! Same would go with married women who have had one night stands. I don't think many people in a marriage in its' relatively early stages could guarantee they'd never have a one night stand. But those are just my musings, I'm rambling again...

I can understand why the woman you mentioned was how she was - having all that happen so young clearly had something to do with it.

Thanks for the travel tips again. I''ve heard there are better places than Queenstown, Wanaka may habe been such a place mentioned (I forget the Maori names of places, not used to the language!).

Political Umpire said...

Don't get me wrong, Queenstown is nice, but it is overpriced and very 'touristy' (so too Wanaka, though I think the lake is stunning, and there's a hill that's an easy climb with some great views). Mind you I think Shania Twain owns most of the South Island so you might have to ask her if it's alright to go.

My father always gains what I think is a rather puerile amusement at people who can't pronounce unfamiliar place names. He thinks it hilarious that NZ'ers say "Chesh-eyre" or "Dull wich" or "Mag-da-lean" instead of "Maudlin" (as if that could somehow be obvious), yet seems to forget that English people have a bit of difficulty with Maori names. Funnily enough once you can grasp the different sounds it gets a lot easier, since Maori is or is intended to be written entirely phonetically (that's what the Missionary largely responsible for standard spelling of Maori words intended), hence you won't get caught out with something like Siobhan or Magdalen or Dalziel.