Monday, March 19, 2007

Seemingly Innocent

Not paying much mind to the idiot box and there appears a commercial, four little puppet figures that stand there looking cute and a voice over. I wasn’t interested in it until what I saw next. The four little figures were supposed to represent a little family, dad, mum and two little kiddies all in a row, the voice voiceover saying how much you care for the family and how you should strive to protect them and seem them safe and secure. Especially if you should be removed form the picture and which figure is taken out of the row of this cute little family? You guessed it, “The Dad”. This is where my attention was grabbed. This is where the seemingly innocent little commercial took on a sinister appearance.

You then see Mummy figure pick up the phone to call the insurance company when the call details were mentioned. Or was it in truth to get the insurance policy on dear old dad without his knowledge and then call her boyfriend to do him in to collect on it. Not only has the blood sucking cow most probably lived off his labors all her married life and sent him to work a second and maybe third job to pay off some hobby to keep her happy and give her a life that he was struggling to afford, she now has a way to cash in on his death too.

Let’s face it, I’m sure she has learnt to forge your signature by now and can easily wrangle the payments because you have access to all his bank accounts. All she has to do is show him a new piece of lingerie, one of her boyfriends bought her, and says that she bought this to wear for you. Only to find out that that will be the only time you see it till it mysteriously ends up in the washing that you have to take out and put away. Not to mention the growing cosmetic collection and her sudden interest in getting fit.

Talk about a “do it yourself guide to suck every drop of blood out of a man and cash in on his carcass” in 30 seconds. What is it with the stereotype that sees the man having to kick the bucket first as a norm? Could it be men not living as long as a woman is a man’s final escape from a spouse? Or is it that most medical students are men and studying female problems is their way of loosing their virginity? So now we have a vaccine for cervical cancer and breast cancer can be detected though a breath test, while the good old prostate gets a visit form an unwelcome, latex covered digit. Medical tests for men have not really seen past the stone age.

And of course, for those women who don’t want the trouble of having to kill the male off, or get him out of the house so he will never see the insurance letters, there is “no fault divorce”. She has done her wifely duty and bore a spur of Satin, so now she can get the child support off you with the secret insurance policy still entrusted to her.

Cute little puppets my arse.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

War of the World

I find it amusing that even though we live on one planet we talk as though we are form different worlds. Now forgive me if I have got this wrong, but I thought that the plant was the world and that the divisions within it were countries. But that seems to hinder the classifications that some use to describe things with. Now we are not only divided into nations into nations and races but also the worlds we come form.

This leads to the question, what are these worlds that people speak of? The only thing I can come up with to justify this is that they are philosophical worlds. So my quest to find these worlds physically is thawed because they are philosophical.

Isn’t there enough division physically, by natural boundaries that we have to add divisions of the mind? Oceans, mountains and physical locations don’t seem to be enough; we have to add thinking to this regiment? And it is not enough to make it a lower class division, like a nation but a world, which would mean that this little planet is host to one physical world and many philosophical ones.

This line of thought puts me in my own little world, thinking of all the divisions and boarders that separate and categorize. To the point where I started wondering how I saw myself on this planet and if I saw myself as a citizen of a nation or of the world, if I favored being counted as a human inhabitant or a member of a governing body.

On settlement of this dilemma am I then to choose a line of thinking as well? To then further separate me and segregate me. It is a favored tactic to divide and conquer by those facing superior forces. So am I a pawn in some chaotic war game?