Thursday, 31 January 2013

Forgiveness - Better Late Than Never

Jan 31C
I think I can safely presume that we have all, at one time or another, said or done something we shouldn't have; or haven't done something we should have, for which somebody else might have been offended or hurt, or just simply put out of joint a bit. In the case that what has been done is not possible to undo, or what have not been done is too late to emend, what we yearn for is forgiveness, so that we can rid us of the mental burden. Even though it takes long time coming. Say 42 years! This has formed part of the history in the Pop music world.

Better late than never I guess. Except in this case, when the pardoned one is not alive any more to receive it. In May of 1966, during an interview with the British news paper 'The Evening Standard', John Lennon, wagging the loose tongue of youth and drunk with his sudden fame, proclaimed that 'The Beatles are more famous than Jesus'. It was taken at the time as his brand of humour, or bragging in jest, but in the United States the phrase was put prominently on the cover of a magazine. This put Rome on fire, and the Vatican protested formally. Lennon, realizing and fearing that this could greatly jeopardise the success of the planned trip round the U.S. The Liverpool pop group humbly asked for forgiveness.

This pardon was granted, 42 years later, in 2008. The 'Observatore Romano', the official paper of the Vatican, classified the phrase of Lennon as 'swaggering or showing off'', and thus in his way playing it down somewhat and taking the sting off. Taking into consideration of Lennon's working class background, facing the unexpected success, and finding themselves on par with the legendary Elvis Presley, the combination must have been quite
intoxicating.

At the end, the article highlighted the fact that, even 38 years after the break up of the group, their songs with Lennon and McCartney have shown extraordinary resistance to the passage of time, but yes, not so much as Christianity.

Parkinsons Or Alzheimer?

Jan 31B
A friend asked, "When you get to your ripe old age, what would you prefer to get - Parkinsons or Alzheimer?"
My answer was: 'Definitely Parkinsons - better to spill half my wine than to forget where I put the bottle!'
Happy Old Age Everyone!
Tags:Parkinsons,Alzheimer

Have Fun Ageing; It's Unavoidable Anyway

Jan 31A
An old man was on the operating table awaiting surgery, and he insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation.
As he was about to get the anaesthesia, he asked to speak to his son.'
'Yes, Dad, what is it?' 'Don't be nervous, son; do your best and just remember, if doesn't go well, if something happens to me, your mother is going to come and live with you and your wife. Forever.'

Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.


The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.

Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me! I want people to know why I look this way. I have travelled a long way and on the roads weren't even paved.

When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.

You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.

One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change
from being young.

Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.

First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper.

Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft, today it's called ... Golf.

** Your Wife & My Wife ~

Two old guys are pushing their carts around Wal-Mart when they collided. The first old guy says to the second guy,
'Sorry about that. I am looking for my wife, and I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.'
The second old guy says,
'That's okay, it's a coincidence. I am looking for my wife, too. I can't find her and I'm getting a little desperate.'
The first old guy says, 'Well, maybe we can help each other to spot them. What does she look like?'
'Well, she is 27 years old, tall, with red hair, blue eyes, long legs, good figure, and is wearing short shorts. What does your wife look like?'
To which the first old guy says,
'Doesn't matter, let's look for yours.'

Lord, Keep Your arm around my shoulder, and, your hand over my mouth!

Tags:Aging

Like Sinatra, I Do It My Way

Jan 31
A contact of mine sent me a personal message, saying that he hoped I didn't mind (which I don't) his giving me a couple of 'helpful' (his opinion) suggestions for the way I write my Blogs (this I do mind, as my Blogs got to be written my way, not anybody else's). What it boils down to is that he thinks my Blogs are too serious and are often too long, and people who read them (he, mainly, I guess) would lose interest and gave up half way (their privilege). And, that if I wish to be popular (not my aim) amongst my friends and contacts, I ought to change my style and write more entertaining subjects (I do post some nonsense occasionally, silly jokes and giggles) and mindful about what attracts people's attention (the least of my intention!), etc. etc.

I wrote back and counter-suggested a good solution for both of us; that he stops reading them. Not that I feel any need of defending myself, nor would I change what I write or not to try to please others. I am writing this now as it saddens me that there are no doubt many people who do write purely to please others, for a variety of purposes - to be, as this contact who only had my interests at heart (he so declared) suggests, to be popular, to have more readers, or to collect more friends (as if friends could simply be collected)!

And of course there are more than a few professional and especially commercial writers, who don't have anything original to say and turn out volumes and volumes of refried leftovers of sex and violence, to cater to the mass market tastes. Why should I do that? Whatever for? It's not as though the Blogs are written for commercial purposes.

There's no reward or gain for whatever I write in my Blogs (except self satisfaction for having done something I am interested in doing), nor punishment for that matter (unless I take to heart what I consider the ridiculous and other similar comments, in his case and in his eyes useful guidelines). Whether anybody believes me or not (not matter of my consideration), I write purely and solely because I enjoy writing.

At least I do actually write, not just copy and paste, or hit the 'Blog this' button.