A Mischief Of Magpies

If the Sun were the size of a beach ball then Jupiter would be the size of a golf ball and a Mischief of Magpies would be as small as a pea.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

A Civil War Breaks Out.......

Fuck me, I turn my back for five minutes and find my blog has turned into an anti-Scottish version of Emerald Bile!

Let me begin by declaring an interest here I am both Scottish and a fan of Robert Burns. I'm also a bit new to defending the idea of a Burns Night so please bear with me. It would appear our esteemed friend the Creepylesbo is somewhat upset by the idea of poetry in general to say the least. Whilst I share her terror of bad lesbian poetry I do enjoy a good, well recited poem. More specifically she takes a dim view of celebrating the poetry of Robert Burns.

'As far as I'm concerned it's just a piss poor excuse for people I hate to read me bad (non lesbian, for once) poetry, drink copious amounts of whiskey and talk in an accent I don't understand.'

As a seasoned alcoholic I dispute that any excuse for a drink, however lame can be called piss poor. As for the participants being people Creepylesbo hates who talk in an accent she can't understand, it's hard to know where to start. None of us are Scottish by choice we were born that way and the accent came as part of the package. I think I speak for all of us when I offer my assurances to Creepy that we didn't affect a different accent in order to confuse her. Good God it's not like we all speak fluent cockney when her back's turned.

I'm not clear what the objection to male poets is. It's true women are often passed over when the praise for achievements in various fields is being dished out but I don't think that's a valid reason to dismiss the work of male poets. I like Sylvia Plath, I like Emily Dickinson and I also like Robert Burns. Appreciating male achievement in whatever field does not prevent one recognising female achievement, nor does it make one a misogynist.

As for the anti-English charge I'm truly baffled. Celebrating Burns Night is no more anti-English than Morris dancing or celebrating St George's Day is anti- Scottish or racist. Oh and as for crap poetry charge she's only jealous because we understand the dirty ones.

4 Comments:

At 12:08 pm, Blogger creepylesbo said...

You startin'??
Ahhtside nah!

I dunno. Maybe I was having a bad day.
I suffered a miserable Burns Night a few years ago when stuck with a scary lesbian who happened to be Glaswegian. And she DID put on the accent in full force (it took me a good year to work out how to decyfer her usual accent, let alone when she went full force with it) and I didn't understand a word of it.
And her pet rat scared me.
It obviously tarnished my opinion of all Burns Nights henceforth.

I think it's more about poetry.
*shudders*

And I'm SURE I deactivated comments...

PS: My activation word for this comment was 'alesb' which is too similar to 'a lesbo' in my opinion.

 
At 7:59 pm, Blogger ill man said...

Why de-activate comments? Surely if you're going to post scattershot and ill informed rants then you should at least be providing a right to reply....

 
At 8:19 pm, Blogger Clairwil said...

My goodness! Glasgow spawned as a Scarylesbo who went on to terrify the Creepylesbo using haggis, poetry and a pet rat. No wonder you're upset.

To right this terrible wrong,I shall try and track down a *Sonsielesbo to escort you to a decent Burns night.

*sonsie- jovial, amiable or cheerful

 
At 9:23 pm, Blogger alan said...

Morris dancing! The funniest thing ever!

 

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