I have mentioned previously that as I age, I become angrier. I need to take a whole box of chill pills and keep reading more zen literature....I tell myself to block it out, no good can come of letting my blood boil, but often boiling point is reached far too easily and I just can't be doing with things.
The new iPhone for example. Bazillions of people with nothing better to do than to queue for 70 hours (yes 70 hours!!!) for the new one. Whoopptee dooooo, it's slimmer, it has longer battery life...well tickle my nose hairs until Tuesday...so damn what?
I am so underwhelmed I could scream.
And again...against my better judgment I watched the news tonight. Some bogan who can kick a football has a pretty wife who once wore a red dress (for eff's sake) on the red carpet and some pointless waste of space claims " Ten years have passed and everyone's still talking about that red dress".
Well I wasn't. But I am now- though I'm not complimenting it! And I bet you aren't spending any time talking about it either.
Well forgive me if I scream a little, but if life boils down to a new phone and a red dress that some chick wore in the mysts of time showing of her toned, but basically predictable footballer's wife physique, then there is no damn wonder our world is in the state it is in.
It does my head in. Is this what life for so many has become? Queuing for a phone and giving kudos and celebration to a lass in a sexy frock?
Is there any wonder I want to live in a tree...?