Mac wrote-
Quote:Travel broadens the mind. Sitting broadens the butt.
Self reassuring cliche of that type that was trotted out 20 years ago and will be 20 years from now if all goes well. Being on the receiving end at close quarters must be particularly tiresome. Same with "Best team won/lost." A study of the sociology and psychology of football is more my idea of how to think about such matters. I threw my rattle away when I was about 12.
Eating broadens the butt. Nothing else. Odd thing is though that most travellers have fat butts and hide them from view in the most tasteless garments imaginable.
Adventuring in the world of ideas explores our essential nature and the social interaction of various types of them. Possibly the avoidance of such daring adventuring, and I kid you not, is facilitated by the distraction of shifting the animal lump from one place to another. But one ivy covered pile of bricks or stones is much the same as any other.
In such real adventures as those in the world of ideas one's contemplation and attention is focussed on objects outside the self which becomes subservient to them. One "loves" them for what they are in themselves and thus one learns to respect other people and their attributes in the same way and give over one's attentive faculties to their individual nature and needs. (ahem- clears throat and dons running shoes and back-pack rocket.)
As that sort of attitude is never boring the urge to travel physically doesn't arise and that saves quite a lot of money, strife and stress. Visits to NHS dispensing units become virtually unknown. And that residual sense of guilt about poisoning the planet for future generations is not a factor in one's life.
Obviously the shareholders, publicity agents and rictus faced greeters of BAA would dispute this position but who cares about them silly sods spreading bloody tarmac where larks arise in the spring dawn to call their playmates.
NHS btw were brilliant btw. (nothing else is in this benighted country if you ask me)
