Jealous of the World

An almost cosmopolitan week, witnessing visits to no less than three nearby major population centres in the space of five of your solar days.

And bearing in mind I was meant to be working, it was almost like having my old life back again.

Well, not really.

Anyway, it was once again a delight to have some time to spend just sitting a while, and to watch the young humans scurrying about.

The original theme of this entry was to further elaborate on previous commentaries, and their ambivalent attitudes of pity tinged with sheer bloody envy when observing yer youth of today. Envy because of the technologically-enabled ease with which they can acquire pretty much anything they want to with absolutely no effort at all, and pity because this has rendered them spiritually bankrupt.

(And if the last few days are anything to go by, we can add "morally bankrupt" as well, for another juvenile crimewave has occured under my own roof. Naturally, I have little inclination to discuss details in this particular forum, but you would have thought that a man who is prepared to offer a home to another man's bastard child deserved to be treated with greater respect).

But that's another story.

In addition to the above was going to be comment regarding the current state of yer Internet, and the bewildering array of sites and blogs which has recently pummelled me into online silence. Having eschewed a writing career in the Real World due to anxiety of influence and other self-esteem factors, it is the case that I am once again hopelessly adrift in a datastream of mewling thoughts and mediocre opinions.

And, of course, cowering in the shadow of better men than me, who seem to have more time to apply to this sort of thing.

Damn them all to hell.

Well, that's what I was going to write about anyway. But it all just sounded like the delusional rantings of an embittered old man.

So I didn't.