The world according to Garp.....
So. I am sat here. Well after the 'Witching Hour' it is too. Can't get to sleep, surprise. So I start to think of all the Nationalities there are. And in effect, how few Internationals I actually would say I know.
A great idea came to me.
A semi-lighthearted look at my opinion on the Nationalities and people A glaring insight into how 'inexperienced' I am in culture. Of any sort. In fact I am a Philistine. No offence meant to Phil I. Stine. Nor infact to you yourself if you really are a Philistine.
I am going to dive straight in here....
GERMANS.
Being from England, (Small Country. (I will mention Shakespeare because Americans love all that) Shakespeare, Dickens, Blyton and Jeffrey Archer, disgraced former MP. Just four Authors ~ (The last one, Debatable) ~ that popped into my head that I have read)
We don't really mention the Germans much. Other than football, of course. England always seem to get Germany in the Semi-Finals of Major soccer competitions. I have watched over many years German football. And have a grudging respect for the German National Football teams attitude to their game. They are a bit clinical. I digress.
When I was growing up, I never met one German. (As a child, History was not my favourite subject. One of the only In-Famous Germans I was taught about was Hitler (The Propaganda starts early in the UK) not saying I agree with Hitler, Does any right minded person? And the people who dismiss the Holocaust, well. The less said about them the better.)
My first 'semi-serious' Girlfriend ( Got past Base 1?? *Knowing wink*) Well. I adored her.. Puppy love and all that. She had a slight affliction. On her top lip she had an 'Eleven a side' moustache. Now, it is not funny. She was a very beautiful girl. It wasn't funny sometimes when walking round Sheffield Town Centre say, and people shouting out "Hitler!" It also wasn't funny that she used to bleach the hairy top lip. Usually I found, just before a planned evening Snogfest... Does not taste nice. But, things such as a womans hairy lip problem do not bother me. I don't see Afflictions, I don't judge people. I try to accommodate and accept. Not tolerate, that sounds as though you just put up with someone. The girl with the moustache (Good song title) Also had another affliction. She was the first girl in school to grow substantial buds. This did not bother me. Of course I am not with her now, and when the pre-teen hormones kicked in, she was known to me, in thought only, would never insult an ex, but she remains known to me as Hitler. Anyway she isn't German.
Damn. Just a quick post-posting bit of a hilarious memory or, more fittingly, mammary. Although the Girl 'Hitler' in the above piece did indeed have big buds.. (excuse me, not obsessed with buds...) They were quite big as I recall, but were enhanced slightly by cotton wool. That may be a little too much information, but, hey, I am laughing at the memory.
(Going to post this as a teaser, and also as a work in practice, as I like this subject. Hope you do)
<(ovo)> xx
Rob 7/12/09 1.10am approx
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