tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post5218559180768874184..comments2024-02-10T08:53:28.209+00:00Comments on Tired Dad: Millionaires Have No Manners.Tired Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-44733572900180075542007-08-28T09:01:00.000+01:002007-08-28T09:01:00.000+01:00I love you English people!Seriously though (and I ...I love you English people!<BR/><BR/>Seriously though (and I am English, though living in the US for some time - they have their own set of problems over here), the 'toffs' you are describing are not the aristocracy. The idiots that you so hilariously demonize in your post are the misguided hangers-on, the inept and much-lampooned nouveaux riches. The way you react to them stealing your sister's chair is EXACTLY the way a cultured, well-educated 'toff', or Englishman would react. With polite, and - to them - imperceptible indignity.<BR/><BR/>My point is that you, me, your readers, and the real 'toffs' are the true guardians of English culture and civility. What outrages you outrages the toffs. You are them, and they are you. That is to say, we are one and the same - the educated Englishman. We are the spirit of England - and this is the bequeathal of the 'toffs' of the 18th and 19th century - the Pitts and the D'Israelis, the Humes and the Benthams; the (insert many famous English humanitarians here). They did a good job spreading their enlightened life view through all those universities and Polytechnics they helped create.<BR/><BR/>What you experienced and so eloquently recorded is the amusement afforded you by the uneducated aping the trappings of achievement, education and culture.<BR/><BR/>When you return to your 'common' pub, and an educated Englishman asks politely for your spare chair, you have returned to the seat of England. Reading this post, and with the benefit of hindsight, I realize that the great majority of people in England really are educated and civilized - compared to a select few a mere 150 years ago. A more pertinent question might be: what is to be done about the 'chavs'. This may be the same question the 'toffs' asked themselves about the like of you and I in the past.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for reminding me why I have not, and need not, accept the undoubtedly valuable gift of American citizenship.<BR/><BR/>P.s. I am drunk out of my f*cking MIND on excellent Scotch. Mumpsimus. Heathens.Jezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03790430417434082498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-49411158146450783682007-08-01T21:46:00.000+01:002007-08-01T21:46:00.000+01:00Nomes: Welcome and thanks.Daphne: It was by no mea...Nomes: Welcome and thanks.<BR/><BR/>Daphne: It was by no means the best row I've had here. Glad you enjoyed, and glad you GET IT.Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-41094825859051266242007-08-01T01:37:00.000+01:002007-08-01T01:37:00.000+01:00I went on holiday for a bit and seem to have misse...I went on holiday for a bit and seem to have missed a really good row. Shame. I too have that thing where the posher the event the worse I behave. I once told Bobby Charlton's wife, at some vile corporate golfing do, that my husband had never heard of Bobby Charlton and had no idea who he was. This was indeed true, but she didn't seem pleased.<BR/>"Cunt" and "Fuck" are the BEST swear words and should be used sparingly but with great force. "Mong" is deeply offensive and made me laugh out loud, because I'd forgotten it existed. I think the intention behind the use of such words is what's important, and you used them to make your piece funny - and they DID - and not to offend anyone.Daphnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14469075813149239051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-58757873298215175602007-07-30T15:25:00.000+01:002007-07-30T15:25:00.000+01:00You gate crashed a snobby charity do. In the oppos...You gate crashed a snobby charity do. In the opposite direction. <BR/>Kudos.Nomeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17426196296604297104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-49474855539751598262007-07-29T00:59:00.000+01:002007-07-29T00:59:00.000+01:00Right Mike. If you are to go swanning off to the A...Right Mike. If you are to go swanning off to the Abroad with NWM without a single invite then you shall have to suffer.<BR/><BR/>Single breasted, three buttons. Single vent. Tailored.<BR/><BR/>I'm sure she's told you: small but handsome.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Bollocks. I'm flirting with a gay. How did this happen?Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-88913636989425934472007-07-27T18:15:00.000+01:002007-07-27T18:15:00.000+01:00"I will wear my best suit."Oh, just STOP!<I>"I will wear my best suit."</I><BR/><BR/>Oh, just STOP!mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08372409823804709682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-33469051740463071282007-07-27T08:47:00.000+01:002007-07-27T08:47:00.000+01:00I salute you.I salute you.Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-63305874442530000142007-07-27T05:43:00.000+01:002007-07-27T05:43:00.000+01:00No, DestructoBoy was not present. I was called in...No, DestructoBoy was not present. I was called in about his "terrible" language. He muttered "Damn" under his breath (he's 11) when his pencil point snapped 3 minutes before the end-of-the-day bell. One of the other children objected, saying "I'm a Christian and I am offended by that language."<BR/><BR/>I told the principal I hardly thought depriving him of recess and making him write a full page apology (in addition to my husband and I calling the girl's parents to apologize) was appropriate. Then I said, "Now if he had said 'C*cks*cking m*th*rf*ck*r, I could understand!"<BR/><BR/>They go overboard on punishment for little boys these days.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-18282590889205181682007-07-25T08:30:00.000+01:002007-07-25T08:30:00.000+01:00Honey: We're a lot less fun than we sound.Tea: I h...Honey: We're a lot less fun than we sound.<BR/><BR/>Tea: I haven't even considered sniffing anyone thankyou.<BR/><BR/>Clarissa: I'm sure you have the voice of an angel.Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-6472824363510117242007-07-24T22:22:00.000+01:002007-07-24T22:22:00.000+01:00Good thing too. My screach would probably make yo...Good thing too. My screach would probably make you and your peasant self squirm. x,cClarissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03310970914797007509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-81943909406988415372007-07-24T22:21:00.000+01:002007-07-24T22:21:00.000+01:00Blimey! What did I miss these last few days?I was ...Blimey! What did I miss these last few days?<BR/><BR/>I was always told not to sniff dandelions as a child, as they make you wee the bed....which can be an unpleasant experience. <BR/><BR/>Just keep telling us more, TD. I love it!tea and cakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05772019840779001852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-79439243938925913862007-07-24T21:47:00.000+01:002007-07-24T21:47:00.000+01:00oooh what fun I want to hang out with you and your...oooh what fun I want to hang out with you and your fqmily, or just here in the comment box, enough to put a smile on anyones faceHoneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15662439151558495496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-7933931042333472012007-07-22T21:23:00.000+01:002007-07-22T21:23:00.000+01:00Oh. Hang on. It was sarcasm wasn't it? Oh bollocks...Oh. Hang on. It was sarcasm wasn't it? Oh bollocks to you The Internet. I don't get your tone of voice.Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-81290699289369724852007-07-22T15:41:00.000+01:002007-07-22T15:41:00.000+01:00Clarissa: I am a peasant. Sorry to disappoint. I w...Clarissa: I am a peasant. Sorry to disappoint. I was invited sort of by accidentTired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-18981628066521714202007-07-22T09:53:00.000+01:002007-07-22T09:53:00.000+01:00I didn't know you were a millionaire! Ace!I didn't know you were a millionaire! Ace!Clarissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03310970914797007509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-39495404563101352322007-07-21T20:13:00.000+01:002007-07-21T20:13:00.000+01:00Lol thanks for that...*finds favorite comfy spot a...Lol thanks for that...*finds favorite comfy spot and settles in for some comment watching*DJ Kirkbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08481107164497582398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-72835210947765110342007-07-21T17:04:00.000+01:002007-07-21T17:04:00.000+01:00DJ: You mean you're not writing a phd paper on fuc...DJ: You mean you're not writing a phd paper on fuck knows what? GET OUT.<BR/><BR/>London: It was superb.Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-42199607614132606302007-07-21T11:13:00.000+01:002007-07-21T11:13:00.000+01:00Sounds like quite a party. Quite a day. Thank god ...Sounds like quite a party. Quite a day. <BR/><BR/>Thank god for pubs.londongirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18435657961218753625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-16462728573915572742007-07-21T06:47:00.000+01:002007-07-21T06:47:00.000+01:00After reading the somewhat long winded and analyti...After reading the somewhat long winded and analytical responses to your posts, I admit to feeling somewhat inadequate. I only come here for a laugh for fucks sake...is there something wrong with me becuase I do not feel an urge to do some on the spot psychoanalysis?DJ Kirkbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08481107164497582398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-51480336374241588472007-07-19T20:35:00.000+01:002007-07-19T20:35:00.000+01:00Peach: Kenny BLOODY Everett? Fuck me how low has t...Peach: Kenny BLOODY Everett? Fuck me how low has this blog readership sunk.....oh. I got the reference. Erm. Oh. Doesn't matter. At ease.<BR/><BR/>TDubRN: Hello and welcome. You sound splendid. Unless child in question was present.<BR/><BR/>Dandelion: Wonderful. You're back. Oh good. I've not had a totally fruitless internet row in ages. I was rather missing it to be frank.<BR/><BR/>I feel as though I am being beaten about the head with a rolled-up copy of the Guardian. Minus the Business section. I do hope your hemp-derived clothing does not chafe too much.<BR/><BR/>Right. 'You can hardly complain'. <BR/><BR/>About what precisely? You've lost me on that one. Was I complaining?<BR/><BR/>'Unless you are a hypocrite'. Well. Um. Yes. Don't you get it? That was sort of the point. <BR/><BR/>Blimey. Do you often need things explaining to you?<BR/><BR/>'Charming, no?' <BR/><BR/>Christ. Is this the first time you've been here? Dear me. 'Charming' will not often be in evidence round these here parts.<BR/><BR/>'Etymology' indeed. I'm delighted that you know some complicated words, but as any 18-year-old student of very basic Saussurian linguistics will tell you, in language history is largerly irrelevant and that the signified 'meaning' of a word so quickly slides beneath the signifier of the word itself - certainly along the time axis - as to make the word - in this case the verbal sound or written symbol - meaningless.<BR/><BR/>In short. It's just a fucking word. We've all got dictionaries and have been to universities. I'm sorry you took offence because I called your foo-foo a bad word. But you don't seem too worried about 'spasmo', 'spacka' or 'mong'.<BR/><BR/>They are actually really offensive, until one remembers that they are only WORDS, and it is cathartic to use them sometimes.<BR/><BR/>Anyway. Thanks for the visits. But I suggest that, well, if you are so bothered by individual words it may be an idea to stop reading. Anything.<BR/><BR/>This is fun.<BR/><BR/>Pup: Hi. You're quite right.Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-24064734065335379182007-07-19T19:54:00.000+01:002007-07-19T19:54:00.000+01:00erm, poor people suck 2erm, poor people suck 2Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-66750353131965494232007-07-19T12:42:00.000+01:002007-07-19T12:42:00.000+01:00In informal or familiar settings, the word cunt is...In informal or familiar settings, the word cunt is not necessarily offensive, no, but in a formal setting, with strangers, given that it is widely considered the worst insult you can call a person, I'd say using it <I>is</I> pretty rude. <BR/><BR/>If one is using it to refer to anatomy, that's one thing, but I suspect most usage was in the metaphorical, and derogatory sense? And I have to say, that is pretty charming, no?<BR/><BR/>Also, it may not be cool to say so, but even the literal usage is in fact unpleasant/misogynist when you look up the etymology. <BR/><BR/>The point I was making was that your behaviour was just as rude as anyone else's - swearing, shouting abuse etc - so you can hardly complain. Unless you are a hypocrite.Monozygotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04965915993980593549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-66413647545137351232007-07-18T23:54:00.000+01:002007-07-18T23:54:00.000+01:00"We both suffer from what I suspect is a mild form..."<I>We both suffer from what I suspect is a mild form of Tourettes in that whenever we find ourselves in social situations that we are not 100% comfortable with we will tend to behave in the most inappropriate manner possible and offend quite a lot of people.</I>"<BR/><BR/><BR/>Oh, me too! Except being an American, I get surlier and more hillbillesque. I accidently said 'c*cksucker" to my child's head principal once. It didn't go over well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-38254238320230172592007-07-18T22:22:00.000+01:002007-07-18T22:22:00.000+01:00round em up, stick em in a field and BOMB THE BAST...round em up, stick em in a field and BOMB THE BASTARDS!!!!!!!!<BR/><BR/>( i hope you're sort of my age ish or you might not get the reference )Peachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00981135228876996318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24860222.post-73456198694892383432007-07-18T20:11:00.000+01:002007-07-18T20:11:00.000+01:00Ok then. Calm down the lot of you.Liam: Hello agai...Ok then. Calm down the lot of you.<BR/><BR/>Liam: Hello again. I believe you may be quite right, although will admit this is something of a generalisation. Crisp-millionaire man boozily (at 12 noon) belched in my face whilst talking and thought nothing of it.<BR/><BR/>Me: I normally reply 'Why yes, can't you see him? How much have you had?' but didn't bother as I was just so glad to be around normal people who did not resemble horses. <BR/><BR/>I too would adore access to an invisible bottom. This is getting very dark, I shall move on.<BR/><BR/>Shiny thing. God. 'It's only £300! I'll find the money! It's virtually a tractor!'<BR/><BR/>'It's actually a bottle of wine, and NOTHING will get you THAT pissed.'<BR/><BR/>Sakura: The day could so easily have been wasted. Walking away from a high-society social event with any shred of dignity would have been a shame.Thanks.<BR/><BR/>Missy: It is true. They smell and do not know how to shave and are quite lost unless somebody is paid to brush their teeth for them. (This is TRUE. Halitosis is a common affliction of the gentry.)<BR/><BR/>Kaija: Hello and welcome. We describe it as being 'itchy'. The fake smile irratates after a while. <BR/><BR/>Rach: (Do you mind 'Rach'?) Anyway. You erm 'rock' more.<BR/><BR/>Dandy: Hello there. Goodness. If one feels use of the word 'cunt' is offensive then one is certainly reading the wrong blog. I shall also refer you to Anon's linguistic genealogy. As for shouting things at bands - that really is the point of being in a band. People can clap, boo or whatever. Much like having a blog. Thanks for the boo. It's all the same.<BR/><BR/>Dinners: I didn't actually meet the Duke - he may have been too busy worrying about one of his castles and his bad breath. Thanks.<BR/><BR/>Anon: Yeah. What you said. We were all of the same mind after the second drink.<BR/><BR/>Baroque: Hello. The Local Pub is a terrible thing if it is YOUR local. Well, mine - The Last Chance - is. But there is always something oddly comforting about other people's locals. Sister is superb without question (one evening in her 'local' she was very nearly barred for flooring a bloke who was bothering her with a single punch. Bloke ended up being barred. And bruised).Tired Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01463536844672270826noreply@blogger.com