THE WONT OF WIT, THE BATING PLACE OF WOE – Marilyn Armstrong

Share Your World 6-24-19

Are you more a thinker or a doer?   

Either I just do it and then have a lifetime to think about how I — if I’d thought about it more — could have done it better or preferably, not at all.  As an alternative, I think about it, decide not to do it, then spend years wishing I had done it.

As a third choice, I think, rethink, change my mind, begin the process, stop — write something or take a few pictures — while completely forgetting what I was going to do. When finally I remember my original intention, it doesn’t seem all that important so I read a book.

Why is beauty associated with mortality?

Because dead people putrefy? Because rotting bodies aren’t as attractive as live ones? Even when that individual — when alive — wasn’t beautiful they look worse when dead.

As proof of this statement, I have yet to see a single advertisement for anything using rotting corpses. I mean — seriously — dead people don’t enjoy beer and don’t look good in snug jeans. I’m pretty sure if advertisers aren’t using corpses (who would probably not need to be paid, so it would definitely be to their advantage to work with the dead), it’s probably because corpses are not attractive.

But when I die, hey, if you think this is a good idea, by all means. I’m pretty sure I won’t care.

If everyone spoke their mind (told the literal truth), would this world be a better place?

No. It would be just like it is but worse. Life would be harder, colder, and even more full of blowhards who don’t bother to give a moment’s thought before running their mouths. It’s bad enough now. That would make it oh so much worse.

It would finally and completely eliminate manners (such as they are). It would dispose of any remaining civility, kindness, politeness, delicacy, and good taste.

Your mouth is not supposed to be where random crap just falls out. We are supposed to think. That is why we have brains — which are supposed to be in charge of our mouths. Ponder that.

In the toilet, things just “fall out.” When they stink, you flush them away.

Sadly, once said, you have put it into the world and can never make it go away. There’s no flushing your words. They sear permanently on the minds of whoever is unlucky enough to hear them.

Your mouth isn’t supposed to be the verbal end of your anus. What comes out of it is supposed to have polish. Class. Wit. Elegance. Kindness. Compassion. Love. Maybe even brilliance. Toddlers say whatever flows into their unkempt young minds and that’s okay. They were born to learn and we teach them to not grow up and continue to act like toddlers.

Remove the training in manners and civility and the world would be all adult toddlers. The idea is nauseating. We have one of those in the White House. Isn’t that guy our national huckleberry?

I am sick to death of people who think they are “special” because they don’t know when to shut up.

We went to a party (left early) where one (drunken) woman was blathering endlessly about how proud she was to have started smoking again now that she was done with chemo and cancer. She was proud of this. She has a daughter. What’s her message?

The first amendment protects free speech. It isn’t a license for everyone to say anything, anytime, anywhere, under any and all circumstances.

What happened to class? Grammar? Elegant phrasing? Facts before opinions? Where went wit and cleverness? Concepts based on research? Has intelligence gone completely out of style? If it has, we are doomed.

Can religious beliefs affect scientific thinking?

Amongst the stupid, yes. Brighter people don’t seem to have this problem.

An attitude of gratitude: If you’d like to, share some gratitude in a photo, written, or song. 

The day is bright and sunny and for this small thing, praised be the rain gods for going somewhere else to do their thing.

Now, I’m going to put on a pair of sandals and go take a few pictures before the sky goes gray and the next rain comes.



Categories: Flowers, foliage, Gardens, Marilyn Armstrong, Nature, Photography, Share My World, Uxbridge

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22 replies

  1. Life is full of regrets about what we did and later wished we hadn’t, and what we didn’t do and later wished we had…

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  2. Thanks Marilyn for Sharing Your World. As usual you exhibit enough wit and elegance for the rest of us and thank the gods for that! As to “Imagine”…aw. John Lennon would be rolling in his crypt, although at this point I’m fairly sure he’s either dust or a pile of old bones….he could NOT have imagined Trump nor the ‘days of Trump”. He, like some of the rest of us, would have wanted to die.

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  3. I quite agree with your comments about manners, class, and intelligence. They are already in short supply.

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  4. Some very interesting points here, and such great sense. Love the pic of the toddler president! I reckon if we all told our minds then the human race would wipe itself out pretty rapidly! 🙂

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  5. One of ageing’s consolations – knowing you’ll look worse when you’re dead!!! Love your trenchant prose.

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  6. Combi-comment on Thinker/Doer & Speaking their mind:
    I have to confess that I’ve become a ‘Thinker’ only in my ‘later’ years…. Before I felt I had to take decisions with the speed of a pistol and then stand by them, defend them, and only (maybe) analyze them in hindsight. Not always a pretty picture. Now I have a lot more time to think, to weigh up, see both or even all sides, and decide – and I’ve found (even though I say it myself, only here and now) that with mounting wisdom and being able to sigh and shut up, I’ve become a kinder person, more forgiving, more lenient. Sadly, I still have a problem with patience. My life also has thus become easier in the sense that I can understand reasonings, motions, emotions, reactions far better. In my very active life ‘before’ I didn’t have the possibility to draw back into my quiet corner to dwell on ‘what does the other think, where does this come from, what’s their upbringing and culture’ etc.
    I still am compelled to discuss anything that anybody brings up for discussion. That’s where my lack of patience (and sympathy) surges forward. If an (otherwise) intelligent person utters something stupid and totally irrelevant, I quickly lose it. I just can’t tolerate that they wouldn’t think first and THEN say it. If somebody is truly not the brightest candle in the church, I never hold it against them.
    But then, (and maybe that’s where we come back to point 2 about beauty & decay) beauty is, per definition only skin-deep if it’s the outward beauty, the inner beauty is a matter of having the eyes to see it and the brain to understand it. To me, intelligence is sexy, and kindness is beautiful.

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    • We have all learned patience with time. For one thing, we can see how much damage we did when we were young. There are many, many things I wish I had never said. But you can’t go back. So now, I think, rethink, and later it doesn’t usually seem all that important anyway. That is one of the great truths of getting older — that flash response is not actually important, isn’t going to solve anyone’s problems, and we WILL live to regret it.

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  7. I enjoyed reading your answers. The first one was a bit of twister but when I got it, it made me chuckle!

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