Back to work!!!
Woke up today and did some writing, and then Ghin began crying, so i had to go back up again. He turns three at the end of this week, and i suppose at some stage i need to have him sleeping in his own bed properly. We did a half hearted attempt. It is utterly my fault because there is nothing quite like cuddling up to a sleeping baby. But he is not a baby any longer and i must start letting go.
They came back yesterday around seven and Ghin had spent a good deal of the journey home screaming for the Donegal house. It generally goes I WANT DONEGAL HOUSE!!! I WANT DONEGAL HOUSE!!! In much the same way I WANT XYZ. When i hear Ghin screaming this, it simply reaffirms my belief that consummerism is the infantile stage writ large. A child only knows I WANT, and sometimes these things are impossible or even dangerous for them, but they still go I WANT. Their temper tantrums remind me of the temper tantrums that divas or people in managerial positions sometimes have. The stamping of the feet and the belief that only they have the god given right to have it their way.
Sometimes i see this in movements as well. The shouty type, especially. Like the demos where there is a lot of WE WANT THIS WE WANT IT NOW!!! It is unsurprising then that at demos like that the people who do the shouting most of the time are 20 somethings - or sometimes men whom you know you'd rather not be in the same room with, thank you very much, if its all the same to you.
Ah i've mellowed haven't i? The truth is i was never very comfortable shouting. The only time i remember feeling like a demo was worth going for was my first demo, to be honest. It was at the APEC summit in Manila and there was a mass protest organised by the local NGOs. There must have been hundreds and thousands on the streets and they were farmers, fishermen, factory workers, all protesting against 'Free Trade'.
So today is my first day back after the Christmas break. How do i feel? It feels good, but also very sad. After spending so much time with the kids i will miss them. They have become the best value ever in chat and entertainment and nonsense.
Last night i told Oisin a ghost story which i think i will write up. If i finish this short story within the week, the ghost story will be the second story i do this month.
They came back yesterday around seven and Ghin had spent a good deal of the journey home screaming for the Donegal house. It generally goes I WANT DONEGAL HOUSE!!! I WANT DONEGAL HOUSE!!! In much the same way I WANT XYZ. When i hear Ghin screaming this, it simply reaffirms my belief that consummerism is the infantile stage writ large. A child only knows I WANT, and sometimes these things are impossible or even dangerous for them, but they still go I WANT. Their temper tantrums remind me of the temper tantrums that divas or people in managerial positions sometimes have. The stamping of the feet and the belief that only they have the god given right to have it their way.
Sometimes i see this in movements as well. The shouty type, especially. Like the demos where there is a lot of WE WANT THIS WE WANT IT NOW!!! It is unsurprising then that at demos like that the people who do the shouting most of the time are 20 somethings - or sometimes men whom you know you'd rather not be in the same room with, thank you very much, if its all the same to you.
Ah i've mellowed haven't i? The truth is i was never very comfortable shouting. The only time i remember feeling like a demo was worth going for was my first demo, to be honest. It was at the APEC summit in Manila and there was a mass protest organised by the local NGOs. There must have been hundreds and thousands on the streets and they were farmers, fishermen, factory workers, all protesting against 'Free Trade'.
So today is my first day back after the Christmas break. How do i feel? It feels good, but also very sad. After spending so much time with the kids i will miss them. They have become the best value ever in chat and entertainment and nonsense.
Last night i told Oisin a ghost story which i think i will write up. If i finish this short story within the week, the ghost story will be the second story i do this month.
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