It's like the opposite of empathy. Let me see how I can take anything from your viewpoint and make it totally about me. And how, since I am the center of the universe, I have but to react to these external things that dare to interact with me. Because YOU of course, could cause trouble for ME, but it is inconceivable that I could cause trouble for YOU, much less, that I could cause trouble for myself.
'Serenity'
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It's mind-blowing, that entire gestalt. I mean, the only reason Rosalinda the Officious Bitch (new! improved! with clipboard!) didn't come right out and say, I don't give a shit about who was inconvenienced, except that it was ME, when Nic asked his question, is because, well, Nic. Large man. Beard. Looking like Gunnar the Destroyer.
That image makes me chortle with evil glee. Every. Time.
Those are handy to have around. I keep one myself. Very gentle, in general, but Rosalinda the Officious Bitch doesn't have to know that when he comes round.
"I vill nail you to the chapel door! I will pillage! I vill burn your village, er, your Toyota, and ravish your vimmin!"
I love him when he puts it on. So very funny.
(Still loving the Viking). Odd, that DH and I were having this very same talk about the general US populace having this odd sense of entitlement, that most child development people tell us we are supposed to work through and get past when we are four or five years old. News flash, the world does not revolve around mememe! The self-entitlement plus the refusal to take personal responsibility makes for a scary bunch of people. And that's what I seem to be running into more and more these days, and less of the service-to-others, my freedom ends where yours begins, do-for-others because it's right, not to put more stars in your crown in heaven.
Mmmsorry. Wrong place for a rant.
Liese, the poem is beyond lovely. It's achingly real, amazingly true, and quite beautiful.
Beautiful poem, Liese. Both language and imagery are exquisite.
So, Mme. Maitresse, do we have a new topic?
No! I haven't done my parade one yet.
Oh, go ahead. I'll post the parade one on LJ just for fun after the topic is closed. Sorry for being so uninspired.
Ooops! I had the topic at 9 a.m., and then work intervened. Ahem. My bad.
(Once again, people, feel free to suggest future drabble topics at any time. I am a benevolet despot and may glance down from my lofty throne to consider them....)
This is, I'm pretty sure, week 18. This week's challenge is: near-death experience(s)! And, for the record, they don't have to be serious -- they can be a swoony high-school sophomore who is sure his heart will stop because his new math teacher gives new meaning to the phrase "sweater girl."
Or it can be serious. All y'all know what to do by now.