my innermost sanctum

there goes my tea..

an acquaintance of an acquaintance

[confused? so am i] decided to phone me out of the blue the other day. to see if i'd like to give a talk [part of a series or seminar or summat] on, get this, personal growth. sometime next month.

reet. and i almost puked my tea all over my desk. so i asked her what the topic or topic's were and who her target audience was. i should have known better when she replied, respectively:
1. self-esteem and self-motivation
2. bird's in their early to mid thirties [when they all start despairin about growing old]

i tried hard to not snigger/snort/giggle as said acquaintance of an acquaintance [confused? so am i] went on about how today's wee island bird's:
1. have no purpose or direction in life [how the hell did they get this far then?]
2. measure their self-worth accordin to society's [read: stiflingly patriarchial - that's what they'd like us all to believe] demands
3. measure their self-worth accordin to [branded] materials they acquired
3. are caught between the wee islet's "conservative" [me arse] values and liberal attitudes acquired through education; as well as the increasingly "pervasive" western [convenient whippin bairn, the west is] more's
4. are massive copycat's [the next door bitch successfully landed herself a white trophy husband whilst lookin and acting like a harlot all this while. so that must be the winning formulaic template they just have to copy]

and i thought such bollocks have been perennial issues since god-knows-when - no, the last decade more like it. apart from the fact that said feckless bird's are a massive bunch of ineffectual hypocrites. on one hand they'd hide behind the "we are veLy conservative people, donch you know?" banner. yet they have no qualms whatsoever to, for instance:
1. cheat on their other halves
2. pose suggestively in scanty rag's whilst in various states of undress - if evidence of piccy's on the web is anythin to go by [where's the fuckin dignity?]

just because their mate's are, or to quote them in ungrammatical [which they take perennially perverse pleasure in manglin it] english: "eveLyone do it, what!"

and i thought education supposedly enlightened - or to use that rather modern but highly superficial term "empowered" - these twatting cunt's? sad isn't it that there ain't any substantial progress whatsoever made by said twattin cunt's? and yet they'd not hesitate to resort to malicious or petty behaviours when one of their fellow species happened - and dared - to be, god forbid, different.

oh, try engagin them in current bluemarble topics, which you'll likely get the answer - from supposed university-educated high-flying executives workin in multinational companies: "it's not affectin *me*, and it's not *my* pLobRem... anyway not studyin for exam what, rite?"

wouldn't it be nice though if each and every one of em snuff their pathetic live's out with immediate effect? instead of takin up precious space on this increasingly crowded planet?

soz. come to think of it, i cannot believe i could earn a day's worth of work just by dishing out pure gobshite. out of em gormic twat's. if i'm being paid that is.