Day 12 - Women over 40

A woman over 40 will never wake you in the middle of the night and ask, 'What are you thinking?' She doesn't care what you think. If a woman over 40 doesn't want to watch the Sharks, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do, and it's sometimes and in fact usually more interesting. Women over 40 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the movies or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you if they think they can get away with it. Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated. Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 40. Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 40 is far sexier than her younger counterpart. Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a dick if you are acting like one. ;You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her. Yes, we praise women over 40 for a multitude of reasons, unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed, hot woman over 40, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year old waitress. Ladies, I apologise.

And I was going to add the retort for when those men say, 'Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?', its goes something like this though...something about an entire pig and a bit of sausage.

Now I'm sure you realise that I didn't write this, not because I'm not sexist but probably because...and this is my self admission... I'm not talented enough. It did tickle me though because my significant other half might (notice the might? gotta be safe here) fall into this category.

I also picked this up which I wanted to share, this time written by a philosophical comedian but caught my attention because of its profoundness. It seems that life today is complicated....

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. 

We have increased our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbour. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. 

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. 

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable nappies, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this blog to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just close the page. 

The bold bits here are me...I make no claim on the stuff above but how true it is. This is the kind of stuff you get on e mail and is considered junk or worse still, spam. This is the kind of stuff that we don't like to talk about, that we bury our heads in the sand from. For all I know it could have an effect on you. Maybe you've seen it before...so what. If it provokes thought and conversation around your dinner table, if it changes just one person's actions then maybe I will be considered an achiever.

The reality, I suspect, is that the majority of people will not have the time to read all this on the expensive technology that they have bought for this exact reason.

As of writing this, page views of this blog are close to 500. I don't know if this is good or bad? Maybe you can tell me. Now I'm really trying, seriously I am, not to be competitive...but it seems to be written in my soul.

Have a great day. Until tomorrow.