But I am interested in the footsoldiers, and have observed indeed 'lived experienced' their habits.
The main one in fact, even beofre the
" butt..... "
I was thinking of another excellent example yesteraft on another 5km splendidly quiet as a bit of rain scares away all the expensive fashion-backpaked, with fashion waterbotts (i was told on good authority lastersummer how at some ordinary office thats almost all they talk about " look at her lovely new stylish backpack at £115 quid money no object infact they dont even notice it...
"i want exactly the same but in a self-expressing slightly different unique-to-me, hue.... ")
All of which has been artfully chronicled for posteriorerity, however perhaps what cannot be shown in imagery is the thing that nobody - no social commentator, no 'leading feminist thinker and writer' no lanyardist with pretentions to running her own social enterprise, as an alternative to cleaning the bogs..
(back to this soon, as its the prices - my my i have a whole art class on them... "donate £5 - 20" ..not even "please" any more... i watched that little marketing ploy come in 17 years ago and knew it was mere illusion created late at night on their late night lonely computer screen, in their desperation to seem...
not like the rest flogging all the dead horses that are between them and the dole office..
Its so interesting how many of them end up at it even if nowadays its called 'pension credit' or more likely ' disability payments' if really clever..
And as an exact-opposite-of-the-AynRAndian-'right' i know that not only is UK, compared to the EU, at the bottom of the relative state rates of pay, despite the Nigellian propaganda to the contrary, i also know that if you have a such dysfunctional 'welfare' system then of course even the not -so-clever disabled (especially suffering shyness and neurosis) then have to adapt as the British are indeed some of the most adapatable little capitalists - one and all, in the world, and are so clever at acting exactly what is necessary to be the one who they dont 'examine' or test
as their 'disability' is far worse than all the rest
And their method acting is so supreme that they start to live their role
so as to never have to even think they are on the dole
No smart alec with his latterday 'politics' or whatever cleverdick professorship enables him (it always is) get a bookdeal
or Reith lecture spot
(details later).
In short the Charles Eisenstinian default smiley rugged look, adopted by the dull besuited don of old and repurposed into something that looks chippie in Youtube is the worst anti-intellectual tragedy of all time.. as human nature doesnt change much over time once Bovary's bling filled reality
got her place in history
but that's not the thing, the forever bling
What i have realised these so so smarmy smug arrogant Southerners
(not born 'n breds they never had a chance,
invaded by the Home Counties and their marketeer trance
(it is the TRANCE! remember Cate Blanchett one of their superheroes
not only cant she get a good nights sleep, ALWAYS with her "existential dread"
far far far worse than that has NO sense of critique, such as Mister Thornton superabbo, her hero,
as aforementioned, failed to even credit his own daughter as the lead fiddle in the astonishing soundtrack of the only film that made him rightly famous...and CAte's mate
recorded here for my mean readers...a 2 min segment of the ultimate Miss Virtue 27 dec 2025...
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1DZ5GZCzFOxGb3BLRxKHNNBrpcEmsxY_X/view?usp=sharing
https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m002nv6z
.... thing is though for years i ponder the public space for good examples of REAL culture... and those who may be used to pimp it out
and what nobody will tell you, not the fancy pants uber punditeratti where almost exclusively female voices guide it al for some years, is the extraordinary black hole they almost all are stuck in: novels, novelisations, of some usually 'suffering' ...child...
This 'vehicle' was used by actual geniuses such as Mister Painted Bird ...
to good effect
But here's one thing for certain, fact of REAL life.... not only do we learn NOTHING AT ALL EVER WHATSOEVER about how to navigate the now or real grown up fuckwit marketeerist life from books where the child is 'hero'...
It is a complete deferral of ever doing just that... figuring real grown up life only Tolstoy with his Resurrection (last 2 pages torn out even poor Leo lost it at the end) or George with her Silas never mind equal or just perraps a tad superior to both Scarlet and Black .. bothered trying
But above all - lets say some thinkerly person did wish to capture the 'lived experience' of some child, or even the fictionalised
Elena Ferrante has not published a traditional autobiography, as she famously guards her anonymity and keeps her personal life private. Instead, her work is heavily rooted in autofiction, particularly the Neapolitan Novels (My Brilliant Friend), which draw on her personal experiences, such as being born in Naples, to create fictional narratives. She has expressed that while she does not share her "very personal stories,"
(i have read...a SW gave it to me 2 years ago... to virtue signal just how sweetly smelling she was..)
And the point is that whatever Elena WAS age say 10, whatever Elena was say age 11 almost certainly HATED what she was a year in the past...and is entirely different to that child a year earlier
But how almost all 'cultural' leaders almost by default celebrate in public rubbish nonsense books giving a 'voice' to some child via some naff dreamy book about some fantasy 10 year old brought to life .. that would tell itself a year later to shut the fuck up and go and play with some unexploded ordinace...
As i have seen almost every southern Woman is addicted to....
is the ultimate black hole and they may as well have stayed on The Lord Of The Flies real island they allegorically created.... right here and now...
just saying the first thing that comes into the mouth to get attention, 'love' and grant money...
" yes butt..." ehh i am aware of many self created end times with a plastic bag and own gob... among younger inhabitants of Narniac Surrey on Sea ....... i never knew there COULD be so many ....
But i really do have the 'type' truly sitting in my minds eye...so many of them, by default....
And i know now exactly why some ok mind never had a chance..of retaining it
