Miss Ludite

Seriously. Trying to navigate this blog thing canNOT be that difficult! Argh!!!

Too many options hurt my brain.

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The Header

This is the only picture with me in it that I haven’t wanted to burn immediately. That’s why i’m using it.

May change depending on mood.

Peace, out.

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Me Likey

I like the world. I know it’s an odd and uncool statement to make but it’s true.

Some of it, of course, sucks (see last post) but overall I kinda like it.

I like being in love. (Shut up).

I like my friends and family.

I like the sea, suchi, Neil Gaiman, people who sing on the street when they’re stone cold sober, Amanda Palmer, elephants, my friends’ way-cleverer-and-better-written-than-anything-I-could-ever-come-up-with-Blogs, victorian literature, the internet (where the aforementioned blogs live) and talking rubbish (obviously).

What do you like?

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The Sky Is Falling, Chicken Licken!!!

I promised myself I wouldn’t write, talk about or even acknowledge the death of this bullshit golden calf economy that kept everyone in stupidly expensive coffees and panini’s with their heads lodged firmly up their own arses.

Well. Sorry. But I can’t keep this in. It’s really been bothering me.

I’m an on street fundraiser for a charity that tackles extreme global poverty. Doing this has opened my eyes to what trouble really is.

It’s the 21’st century and there are currently 854 million people worldwide who go to bed hungry.

People should know this.

While fundraising we have a very strict code of conduct. You ask people if they’d have a minute to hear about us. If they say yes, cool, if they say no, also cool, fair enough, have a good day. We don’t guilt, cajole or harrass.

But I’ve had people screaming at me that there’s a recession on. Thanks for that I hadn’t noticed.

And it’s getting worse. There’s been a few times when I’ve been genuinely scared of people’s reactions. And I don’t scare easily.

And what may surprise is that it’s not the people who are losing their jobs and living on the breadline being nasty. They are usually polite and will say no thank you or even give you their time because they realise that no matter how hard things get there are people in the world a hell of a lot worse off.

Generally the people who are rude to me for asking for a minute of their time are:

A: Drunk. Amazing how people can afford booze, isn’t it?

B: People in suits giving out cos they have to drive last years car and their stocks are down.

C: Ladies what lunch who never be out of designer shoes and caramel highlights.

Ok, I don’t know what goes on behind closed doors but I voted for the fellas who didn’t run the country into the sewer so don’t take it out on me!

Even if people are genuinely scared there’s no reason to be rude, nasty or downright mean.

All I’m getting at is that a kind word costs nothing and we’ve all got to learn to prioritise.

Bloodpressure people.

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Ok, so here’s the thing.

I KNOW I promised to blog regularly and I KNOW I didn’t and I KNOW lies make baby Jesus cry.

What can I say.

The spirit’s willing but the flesh is weak.

Lazy.

Tired as hell.

Easily distracted.

Kinda hungry.

But mostly lazy.

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