Showing posts with label Blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blogging. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 August 2007

Writing Tip - How to solve World's hunger

When writing, anecdotes matter. So do images. That is one of the reasons why centuries later we still read Beowulf. If you think about it, Beowulf is just a fantasy cartoon of the day. And the metaphors, the images keep it alive. Must feed the reader's imagination! Remember what the school English teacher always said? - "No surprise for the writer - no surprise for the reader."

Well, my today's anecdote comes from Taxi Tales - thanks, Bob! The blogger is a taxi driver who couldn't help overhearing a couple of chavs - he and she - having a conversation in the back of the cab, as one does sometimes.

picture of chavChavette, - "Why didn't you eat the grub I made you?"
Chav, - "'Cos it was crap, luv."
Chavette, - "But starving people, like you see on the telly, would be glad of grub like that!"
Chav, - "I’ve got no sympathy with any of 'em, luv, 'cos why don't they just move, like get a bus, or someffin' an' go somewhere with a bit more nosh!"
Problem solved.

chav (noun): -- Chav/Charv/Charver, or even Chavster (male) and <Chavette (female) is a mainly derogatory slang term in the United Kingdom for a subcultural stereotype fashions derived from'Hip-Hop' (African-American) and 'Guido' (Italian-American) fashions and stereotypes such as gold jewellery and 'designer' clothing combined with elements of working class British street fashion. They are generally considered to be ignorant, unintelligent, and to have no respect for society.

Monday, 20 August 2007

“...feelin’ good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues...”

So, what can you expect to find here in the days to come? - Random thoughts and angry rants on politics, news, history, Russia, the West, web, business on the web, moral issues, meaning of life, the blues, and frustrations of the day-to-day struggles to make sense of it all.

In the meantime, for those of you who are too young to know, or too old to remember, the title for this post comes from one of my favourite songs -Janis Joplin“
Me and my Bobby McGee”,

written by Khris Kistofferson,

and performed by Janis Joplin:


"Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose,

And nothin' aint worth nothin but its free..."