When Desiderius Erasmus (1466 – 1536) wrote “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is King” [Adagia (III, IV, 96)] his simple statement that set out to describe how knowledge…<\/p>\n
Oh bollocks.<\/p>\n
I can’t continue with this.<\/p>\n
I am troubled my friends, deeply, deeply troubled.<\/p>\n
I have this inner yearning to lift my game to a higher philosophical level, a desire to discuss and debate the finer points of human nature and define our drivers and sub-drivers through the reasoned, application of thought process – and have my thoughts laid open to probing peer review.<\/p>\n
And yet.<\/p>\n
The thing that troubles me takes command.<\/p>\n
It grabs hold of the reins of my mind and points it at a much lower plain, instead of the higher place I want to occupy this evening.<\/p>\n
The desire to obey my troubled mind wins…<\/p>\n
I was driving through Swindon this evening when I passed a pink car that was parked on the side of the road.<\/p>\n
Would you know what I meant if I said it was a very girly shade of pink?<\/p>\n
Think ‘Malibu Barbie’ and you’re on the right lines.<\/p>\n
And inside the rear window were two – matching pink – cushions.<\/p>\n
With pink tassels.<\/p>\n
Written across the rear of the car (in professional sign-writing) in a much darker shade of… pink… were the words:<\/p>\n
Posh Girls Parties!<\/strong> Bloody hell.<\/p>\n How wrong is this?<\/p>\n Six-year-olds?<\/p>\n They’re bloody children for crying out loud!<\/p>\n At best they’ll be turned in to hooped-earing-wearing chavs.<\/p>\n At worst they’ll be sexualised.<\/p>\n At six years of age????<\/p>\n
\nA Visiting Beauty Therapist for Birthday Parties for Girls Aged 6-16<\/strong>.<\/p>\n