Saturday, April 12, 2008
King David is an interesting example of the complexities of human nature, hattip to the sheila variations for this wonderful poem.
Tales to be told #453
Tried to lodge the divorce application at the Family Court of Australia, after spending three hours photocopying documents and getting a Justice of the Peace to witness them blah blah blah.
Went through the security to gain access to the court, a la airport, but no duty free once inside.
Joined the queue sitting on the bench, and had to endure the sad and sorry stories of other folk as they fronted up for their interviews.
Why they don't provide a sound barrier/ partition/ wall / room in courts to protect peoples privact I don't know. Apparently you can request a room ahead of time, if you are in the loop, but for most folk who rock up you are there with all the people on the bench privy to your conversation.
Finally it was my turn. The clerk started to read the application and then said sorry theres a small problem, we cannot accept your application.
Why? I enquired and she explained that it could only be lodged 12 months after the date that I considered the marriage over. Seeing I had put down 23/12/2007 that is the date. I smiled and said "that's ok". The clerk, with a very puzzled look on her face, said most people get really upset about the delay. I explained that it gave more time for the impossible miracle to happen. I made her Friday afternoon with my attitude apparently.
A smile and being nice can be so good! I walked out of the court into the lovely sunshine laughing and feeling happy.
II fait bon... faire son possible...
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meanwhile on the lighter side of the rainbow, a worker in the ACT Government sent me my licence update for my change of address, I joke not, this was sent to me by the government!
Tried to lodge the divorce application at the Family Court of Australia, after spending three hours photocopying documents and getting a Justice of the Peace to witness them blah blah blah.
Went through the security to gain access to the court, a la airport, but no duty free once inside.
Joined the queue sitting on the bench, and had to endure the sad and sorry stories of other folk as they fronted up for their interviews.
Why they don't provide a sound barrier/ partition/ wall / room in courts to protect peoples privact I don't know. Apparently you can request a room ahead of time, if you are in the loop, but for most folk who rock up you are there with all the people on the bench privy to your conversation.
Finally it was my turn. The clerk started to read the application and then said sorry theres a small problem, we cannot accept your application.
Why? I enquired and she explained that it could only be lodged 12 months after the date that I considered the marriage over. Seeing I had put down 23/12/2007 that is the date. I smiled and said "that's ok". The clerk, with a very puzzled look on her face, said most people get really upset about the delay. I explained that it gave more time for the impossible miracle to happen. I made her Friday afternoon with my attitude apparently.
A smile and being nice can be so good! I walked out of the court into the lovely sunshine laughing and feeling happy.
II fait bon... faire son possible...
___________________________________________________________________________________
meanwhile on the lighter side of the rainbow, a worker in the ACT Government sent me my licence update for my change of address, I joke not, this was sent to me by the government!
Friday, April 11, 2008
don't read on gentle reader if you are squeamish:
Two nights of nightmares:
Driving along a road, realising I cannot see, that I am blind.
Working on a farm, chasing a steer with a dog nipping at it, then I have a 12 month old lamb in my arms and the farmer is killing it by slashing it with a knife. The slashes are across the top of the legs but he then moves up and slashes the belly and blood, bile and other fluids are oozing out of the cuts.
At a fuel station which is cheaper than the one next to it, the staff member working at the next one is outside wearing a wide cloth belt similar to a strait jacket restraint with a chain attached which stops him leaving the fuel station.
Dunno what's going on in my head, the unconscious or sub-conscious is hard at work.
Two nights of nightmares:
Driving along a road, realising I cannot see, that I am blind.
Working on a farm, chasing a steer with a dog nipping at it, then I have a 12 month old lamb in my arms and the farmer is killing it by slashing it with a knife. The slashes are across the top of the legs but he then moves up and slashes the belly and blood, bile and other fluids are oozing out of the cuts.
At a fuel station which is cheaper than the one next to it, the staff member working at the next one is outside wearing a wide cloth belt similar to a strait jacket restraint with a chain attached which stops him leaving the fuel station.
Dunno what's going on in my head, the unconscious or sub-conscious is hard at work.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
of mirror neurons and loving ones enemy - i have been a long time fan of James, who recently wrote a confronting letter on acceptance of homosexuals "Letter to a young gay Catholic".
However controversy aside, James is probably one of the best english speaking proponents and teachers of the theories of Rene Girard which deal with mimetic violence.
However controversy aside, James is probably one of the best english speaking proponents and teachers of the theories of Rene Girard which deal with mimetic violence.
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