THE BRITISH THREAD II

Hi, lovely Tarah! How's you doing?

Tarah--

Well saying something is boring when you can't hack it is just another inanity like "get a life", "you're a trannie", saying I'm "petulant" and "grumpy" and "do seek professional guidance", and the point was covered in my post which anybody fitted for responsibility would have noticed. And neither would such a person think that any of those types of things (snorts really) mean anything except as a reflex noise.

How can anybody not be busy living their life. The body is a hive of activity during all its existence. It is as busy as a bee. It can't stop until you're dead and even then your nails keep growing.

There's billions of electrical impulses flashing through your brain as you read this although it's only a few million in my case because I'm coasting.

Do you mean going to the hairdressers to have the grey streaks disguised, bumping somebody's motor, calling your insurance, starting litigation, remembering what time to take the calming pills, paying calls, and generally piss-balling about all day long over something and nothing to keep the mind occupied so that it never gets time to wonder about life and what it's all about in the general run of humanity rather than within the narrow confines of your behavioural patterns and indoctrinated conjectures.

The point was can we afford to place women in positions of responsibility given what we know about their tendency to tempermental tantrums, and other failings relative to efficiency which I am far too polite to furnish the details of, and still remain a member of the Security Council for long.

My question is entirely objective. As there are no restrictions on women taking any job, unless they are very nasty jobs I mean, it is bootless to try to maintain that sexism is holding women down so that the real reason is obscured beneath a mass of verbiage designed to avoid blaming themselves.

Doesn't market capitalism decide these matters? I would bet that if you set up a firm making, say, toilet tissues of various types, staffed entirely by women from top to bottom, you would give their products the go-by in the shops on account of their appearance and price in favour of the products made by firms where women just do the packing.

You're a feminist on the supply side and a sensible person on the demand side you see. And anybody busy all day long not knowing that is dafter than a busy bee.

Approach a rich lady with a view to setting up an all women firm to challenge IKEA in the supply of self-assembly furniture. The main selling point being the solidarity of the sisterhood.

No, I think it should be gore-geous

Steve wrote-



It's a start. If seat belts are to stop people who are driving too fast and too carelessly from bumping their heads on the windscreen then they are an encouragement to drive too fast and too carelessly.

But of course that is not what they are for. The Government doesn't give a shite about us bumping our heads otherwise we would have to wear hard hats for gardening and DIY and playing football and looking under desks to see where the Polo mint went.

They are a business proposition/ stealth tax. An ideal combination. All you need is half-way decent marketing using taxpayer's money, most of which ends up in wine bars, and a completely stupid and supine population. They make the cars more expensive.

If James Bond had paused to clunk-click when he got the flash bint into the open-top the cinemas would have emptied.

I'm in favour of safety belts for bungee jumping though.

Everytime I see a man fuss around fastening his seat belt I feel saddened. Really. Only a bit but it's there on every occasion.

This from the smoker, who daren't light up in his local pub.

How heroic.

The man who doesn't fasten his seat belt is:-

1. Is disabled in some manner and excused accordingly.

2. A Taxi driver. (I understand they have the choice in certain Boroughs)

3. A duly recognised Ministry of transport vehicle tester, in the process of carrying out an MOT on the vehicle.

4. Certain commercial vehicle drivers.

5. Those without motor cars, either because they are skint, cannot drive due to legislation and their mis-deeds or other manners keeping them off the highways or from behind the steering wheel of a car.

6. Driving without a seat belt otherwise will cost you three points on your licence an initial fine of some £50..00 and consequently banning from driving a motor vehicle should the totting up process demand the same.

Driving at all whilst disqualified will cause you to be imprisoned if the ban is not adhered to.

So which category do you fall into, rent-a-gob?

I'm fine Francis. Keeping pretty busy but had a yearning for a handsome Frenchman so here I am.

And no, I'm not going to say that all I have to do now is find the handsome Frenchman! 'Cos you're here.

If you want my advice Francis, judging by the avvie, I would turn a deaf ear to all this base underhand flattery.

Mathos wrote-



I daren't fart obtrusively when the father is giving the bride away either.

I believe in etiquette. It has nothing to do with not daring.

That's the category I fall into. I don't seek to embarrass people to prove what a tough guy I am.

You daren't hold your hand an inch above a candle flame for a full minute and I've seen a guy do it.

But Spendius, Francis doesn't have a choice of ears - he's only got one!

Thanks Tara and welcome back on this forum.

Cyclists can be breathalysed but there is no specific offence of cycling with a blood alcohol level greater than 80mg/100ml. If you were acting stupidly and caused an accident where someone else was hurt, the policeman might require a breathalyser test which could be used as evidence in court. But the offence you committed was not cycling with too much alcohol in your blood, but cycling wrecklessly or without due consideration for others, or whatever. The fact that you were drunk at the time would probably be taken into account by the magistrate when passing sentence. (You can of course be prosecuted for being drunk and disorderly...only in charge or not as the case may be of a pair of legs)

I'm a member of the CTC (cycling tourists club) which encourages sensible bike use. I get very annoyed with cyclists riding through pedestrian areas. And alarmed when I see kids on bikes on the main road. You cant win in this country. The dedicated cycle tracks tend to end abruptly, just where you dont want to be, and pedestrians regard them as wider pavements, especially mothers with buggies...meanwhile the roads are lethal, sorry the drivers of white vans and ***** teenagers are lethal. Cycling on the pavement is illegal, but then that's what my doctor used to prescribe if there were no pedestrians about.


Fortunately out of town there is a fantastic network of quiet country roads, which have been there for hundreds of years and completely unknown to motorists desperate to get from A to B in the shortest possible time. And quite a few of them go passed delightful watering holes, the sort of establishment Spendy would no doubt approve of.

I remember somebody being done for being drunk in charge of a horse.

Spendi, have you gone throught the innumerable levels of underhand flattery and the joys it can procure you?

When you have the necessary hindsight that long years of practicing give you, you'll see that it can be a pleasurable activity.

Obviously, you have to get past the cynical phase and consider that not all the human beings are negligible quantity.

I've met the lady and do deeply think her avvie is just a provocative artifact...

What does "met" mean Francis.

Cynical is just a pegorative used by those who don't look beneath the surface for those who do.

I bet she chuckled when she chose the avvie. She would have been thinking about the joys she could procure for herself.

The situation is a dynamic one. It has direction.

Had a drink and a nice talk in a pub in London...



Like something you plug in a hole?


Now stop making up definitions, Spendi!

Steve, yesterday while I'd pulled up at a red light, a cyclist ignored it and carried on going (albeit safely). Had a car been coming in the opposite direction it could really have been nasty.

Francis, better be careful. Spendius will wonder what the three dots after London mean ...

Even if I saw three dots after London I wouldn't wonder what it meant.

But I would wonder what a 5 tailed whip was for because they don't sell them at B&Q bearing in mind that it needs a thought to arrive at a deed.

It suggests to me an un-outed dominatrix. If I have a drink and a nice chat with one of those I know how to bring in into the open.

And even though I understand the sense of it I would still bolt.

Spendius, if you were in a room with a dominatrix, the only bolting would be the one on the door.

It is a very serious offence Tarah to imprison someone against their will.

But, as a scientist, I am prepared to consider what aspects of your will would burst forth in the circumstances you obviously enjoy envisaging.

At least that would represent a true meeting. I'll admit that.

Hallo Tarah, how's life with you?? Nice to see you.