Yes, British and Irish Lions won the series. On balance, the players deserved it, although the third match could have easily been a dead rubber. I'm, also up on that idea in that the loss got rid of Robbie Deans, and also kept the worst 20,000 or so people out of the U.K. for a few months. (I'm back in the U.K. incidentally). So that's fine. Also, today, England (with some South African allies) beat Australia in a tight, entertaining test match. That's good too. What I'm less impressed with is the attitude of people I meet. Yes, I do sound Australian. Yes, I did personally lose the particular match for my country. Fair enough. There's being gracious in victory and there's being churlish, and a lot of people I meet these days stray firmly into churlish territory. A lot of people, particularly English people, don't make it easy to like them, and as I'm in Scotland again, that's not a good sign for this ridiculous independence campaign.
I've found that the best way to counter it is not to joke, or get angry, but to act completely uninterested, which - luckily- I usually am. It's also a good way to counter lesbians. I've talked before (find link) about how I know a few gay men who don't mention their homosexuality at all, for them it's a private part of their lives, and that's cool. Over the last few years, however, I've met a lot of girls and the only thing they talk about is their sexuality. I think it's genuinely down to attention seeking, or possibly insecurity. I used to say things like "I'm from Sydney, you'd need to be a lot prettier or a lot uglier to even catch my eye as a lesbian," but now I just act the same, uninterested way, conversations, for example, going, "Hi I'm Pascal" "I'm lesbian" "yeah, what's your job?" It works a treat on people, I guess, seeking a shock value or congratulations on how they live their lives. It's a great way to disappoint someone and move a conversation on.
In conclusion, living in Britain is making me uninterested in the human condition.
Hope you're all enjoying this lovely weather.
I've found that the best way to counter it is not to joke, or get angry, but to act completely uninterested, which - luckily- I usually am. It's also a good way to counter lesbians. I've talked before (find link) about how I know a few gay men who don't mention their homosexuality at all, for them it's a private part of their lives, and that's cool. Over the last few years, however, I've met a lot of girls and the only thing they talk about is their sexuality. I think it's genuinely down to attention seeking, or possibly insecurity. I used to say things like "I'm from Sydney, you'd need to be a lot prettier or a lot uglier to even catch my eye as a lesbian," but now I just act the same, uninterested way, conversations, for example, going, "Hi I'm Pascal" "I'm lesbian" "yeah, what's your job?" It works a treat on people, I guess, seeking a shock value or congratulations on how they live their lives. It's a great way to disappoint someone and move a conversation on.
In conclusion, living in Britain is making me uninterested in the human condition.
Hope you're all enjoying this lovely weather.
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