Maffi, the rant and the dog sh**t
I get bored of rants and people harping on about the way things should be and aren’t, particularly when they sit there complaining and doing very little about it. I also get fed up with the self justification and diatribe people come out with when you suggest, for example, that perhaps wearing black on their push bike isn’t the best option, especially when I am only mentioning it because their wife makes nice puddings and I nearly ran them over.
I have a rant filter… it is linked to my hackles and then I go deaf. I was born with it and then developed it over decades– I have a similar response when people shout at me, although the hackles don’t always come out and I tend to just go deaf (that is when I don’t get the giggles).
Maffi rants. We all know he rants. Last week in his Meldrew-Syndrome post he suggested we should all change the world by starting with the little things. I thought I would wait and see what he actually does. Too many people rant and don’t do anything. It is all very well ranting about something on a blog, but that is not the proper median. To be fair to Maffi he does actually drop a line to BW, or to the council about things, and the council (or even BW) do do something about it and he doesn’t even shout at them.
So, he said he was going to do something about the dog poo bin. I asked him what he did with his day yesterday, and he said he popped into the council offices to mention that that bin was being left out. (when he puts it like that, I am almost inclined to join the association for protection against the loneliness of dog poo bins). Last night we were walking home together and I was wondering whether I would take Boot’s latest offering home with me, or balance it on the top or around the side of the bin. As it happens there was no need. The bin had been emptied.
I could almost join in on this grande campaign, but as I have a spokesman so close to me I wonder whether I could put my bid in for a couple of things
1. arnco piling between the jolly boatman and the highwayman
2. flood prevention under the railway bridge so I don’t get my shoes wet when I forget to take my wellies on a walk.
3. A system whereupon a generator spontaneous combusts when run after 8pm and before 8am
4. soundproofing between the road and my moorings
O.K. so I am being silly, but it goes to show that asking sometimes makes it happen. I wonder where Maffi got all the contact details of those who represent this area.