In an effort to find material for an article, the New York Times asked for people’s experiences of petty crime in London. Then the Timestweeted the article and nothing’s been the same since. To read the responses for yourself, you can follow the link or search Twitter using the hashtag #PettyCrime, which for no reason I understand calls up a whole different set of answers. I’ll quote entirely too many. I lost the better part of a rainy afternoon to the thread and I don’t see why you should be spared.
“An American talked loudly on his mobile in a restaurant then drank red wine with a fish course. Gave him an extra loud tut.”
“Increasingly people respond to the question ‘How are you?’ With ‘I’m good’ instead of the grammatically correct (and far more polite) ‘I’m very well, thank you.’ It’s only going to escalate.”
I’ve had a hard time of late getting all fired up for one political party or the other. One of the good things about being an independent is I can vote for whomever I think is the best candidate versus voting the party line. One has to be flexible in Minnesota. And before anyone asks, “NO” I did not vote for El Presidente nor did I vote for Hillary. I voted Green Party much to some consternation of some people. “You wasted your vote!” is what they told me. I can’t tell you my retort because one never knows if lil’ old blue haired ladies, little kids, priests and nuns are around WP. Nah, they wouldn’t like the words that I used. Especially the nuns.
But I am wondering who is going to get my vote this coming mid-term election. Neither party is inspiring any kind of confidence…
But quite honestly it has to be done.
In the 37 years (is it really so long!?) since I moved to this little slice of heaven we have had to campaign against the Western Orbital Route, a quarry and an extension to our local airport.
Yes you can call me a NIMBY but I ain’t been on the losing side yet and if you’re so concerned you are quite welcome to put any of them in your backyard and see how you like it.
So bring on the next.
Yes it’s another quarry.
Except it’s not really.
Let me explain.
Once upon a time someone wanted to build houses on a strip of land on the edge the village, between the canal and the brook.
But it was designated green belt.
So that’s the end of that then. All’s well that ends…
The thing I find fascinating about American culture is the fact that we love to buy stuff, but we hate someone selling us. As a society based on consumerism, you would think we would enjoy and look forward to anyone trying to sell anything. “Yes, mall kiosk employee, I love buying stuff so please tell me all about your inventory of gadgets!” But the reality is we avoid eye contact or get a “No thanks” locked and loaded 50 feet before passing said sales person.
We avoid the sales pitch at any cost. It makes us feel uncomfortable and causes us to keep our guard way up. The reality of the situation is that we typically will not buy anything if we feel uncomfortable while doing so. Our brains will not allow us to buy unless we believe the sales person is being honest and unless the purchase “feels right”.
This explains why we visit stores, dealerships, shops, nail salons, bars where we know someone and someone knows us; a place where we feel comfortable. The relationship is vital to almost every aspect of our lives and we prefer to have some connection of some type to someone before we do business.
I am amazed at the number of people who listen intently to the views and opinions of celebrities. Just for the record, I do not. I don’t watch any of the celebrity award shows. I don’t read any celebrity tweets. I simply don’t care what they have to say. But apparently someone does or else Yahoo and other media sources wouldn’t be loaded with info about The Golden Globes.
To some degree society has always been influenced by celebrities. After all most advertising campaigns over the last 70 years have centered around a celebrity spokesperson; and they work which means they have influence.
I have always said every person needs to be careful in who they allow in their inner-circle of influence. The right person with influence can steer the ship toward the stars (no pun intended), but the wrong influencer can take it down for a deep dive. I think it is important for all of us to recognize and be in control of who we allow to have influence in our lives.
With all that is going on in Hollyweird, I’m not so sure any of them are suitable and trustworthy role models.