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Split personality. Liking the arts, especially opera, and hockey and Los Toros. I know, I know THAT one is non pc currently. But I can't help it saw some in Spain and got hooked, but good. But on the other hand right now opera and hockey are in the forefront!


Thursday, July 12, 2012

What do we have to gripe about?

Regardless of the grammatically incorrect title ;-)
What, really, do we?

When it rains, we gripe about too much water.
But last year it did not rain enough, so we did not like that.
When it is hot, we gripe about that.
But when the winter's too mild, we don't like that either.

Take Facebook!
When we have too many friends (so-called) we gripe about not having enough time to 'dialogue' with them.
When they do not respond to our remarks, we gripe about them not caring enough to do so.

Let's face it  most of us will always find something to gripe about.
Nothing is perfect enough for us, seems so!

Have just finished reading a book about Russia before The Great War (for those not in the know...World War One) .
And what a shocker it is.

Serfdom, revolution, Marxism, Nihilism, Sexual freedom, Syphilis rampant, Rasputin, Unwashed peasants, Industrial sweatshops...
just a few of the subjects by the learned author who spent several years studying in Russia.
And shows his superb knowledge by dotting the pages with many Russian words.
Get ready for one  shock after another. Just keep reading about the conditions then current.

Upwardly mobile peasants turn plant owners and getting rich. On the backs of fellow, less lucky,  lowly peasants who were being taxed out of farms by the government (sounds rather modern, doesn't it?) Oligarchs already en vogue over 100 years ago!
Who'd a thunk that! :-)!
More about the newer kinds.

Slum landlords raking it in. Sleeping 30 to a room in shifts, women at nights, men during the days.

And free love all around among the intelligentsia, with preferably unwashed partners in grime!
Art and Music and Sex all practiced freely and unblemished. Except for the nasty little spirochaete.
But what else was there?

Tsar and Tsarina under the spell of Rasputin. Back to nature in extremis.

Bloody war in the far East helped along by the Transsiberian railway.
Built with the blood, sweat and deaths of many illiterate masses.

While the Haute Volee frolicked in Paris, the Lido and other much congenial places.

Well, anyway it IS worth reading - just to teach us not to despise what we do have now.
Refrigeration, The Web, electricity, CDs. DVDs, Cars, Digital cameras, Medical progress, Google, Facebook, instant gratification - at one removed (no need for mingling with the great unwashed).
The web is just soooooo sanitary.
No stink, no dirt, no hurt (at least not directly for the onlooker)
And so immediate.
Information - good or bad - going viral the moment it happens.

Now isn't that just dandy?

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