I was feeling pretty good when I woke up this morning, and pretty good for the first hour of work. Then I started reading the some of the blogs that I have as regular reading material, and remembered why I intend to leave this country once I have a qualification.
I think China might be a good destination, a bit of liberty never hurt.
Anyway it reminded me of a small victory I managed to achieve at home last night. Now Kyle, the writer of Opinionated and Vocal*, will understand my frustration at the incessant and petty arguments that go on at home between the rest of my family, they never want to seem to have a go at more or I just don't notice, Kyle will also be able to vouch for that particular ability.
Anyway, last night it turned out that my older brother (WI1) did not have work that evening. My father (WIsnr) wanted to watch a program that he had recorded on sky plus. It had disappeared. The first thing my father does is to accuse my older brother, who defends himself. This kind of argument is generally a slightly more reasonable one than normal. They did have an argument over whether WI1 had read his mail or not.
Their favoured method of argument is a repetition of three points (average) and childish antics, such as repeating what the other had said and replacing words/making sill voices. It was at one of these moments, WIsnr had just said WI1's name twice, so WI1 said WIsnr's name twice in the same manner, I jumped and said "Peter Rabbit, Peter Rabbit". I then gave them both a ticking off telling how tired I was of their incessant arguments, that the argument was going in circles
and would only stop if they both finished speaking. I then had to cut WIsnr off as he was about to make a final comment to say "If you allow me to have the last word then neither one of you can gett irritated with what the other one just said." They shut up and we managed to finish the washing-up and clearing in a rather tension strung peace. Unfortunately the arguments continued once I had retreated to my room, but atleast I didn't have to suffer their bickering which leads to shouting matches and generally escalates to what would be diplomatically labelled WAR!
I do believe that someone needs to walk into the House of Commons and do womething similar, for the arguments for the rest of the night actually turned out to be constructive, rather than the penis size comparison shouting matches they normally are. All I can say is thank god mum wasn't around to try and step in. Treating them like children seems to work best.
* Kyle's blog: http://opinionated-and-vocal.blogspot.com/
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I think you just described the job of the Speaker of the House of Commons, though none of the recent ones have seemed able to do their job being more concerned at making party political points themselves.
I wonder we used a lottery system to select the speaker, say for a 3 month term, from the general public they might do a better job.
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