The weather...
The topic of conversation in most of the lines at the grocery store the other day. In a country where kings and queens once ruled the world and the Empire of Britain was vast and feared, we are now domineered by talk about the weather and how anything can be solved by a cup of tea. Where are our warriors, our kings and queens?
I'm not talking about the fashion socialites that seem to fill every front cover of every publication on the news stand, but rather the men and women who make this nation stand out as the mighty one that it is.
I am addressing myself in this rant about our mundane exchange of dialog. I am also guilty of chit-chatting about the grey sky or rain (or snow-rain that is it lately) as I am about avoiding chatting altogether. I too pop my iPod into my ears and make sure that I never make eye contact on the train or tube. Our lives have become one lived in either cyber-space or fiction. Again, I am addressing myself.
It's definately something to think about.
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