Grammar Nazis

A bloke can have escaped confines of a religious cult, where by most things were being run , from the “my way or the highway”, point of view

Then nek minnit

You’ll have the “grammar-cult” police , still chanting the “my way or the highway”, type mantra

Haaaa

 

 

 

Thank God “that art” isn’t also the domain of grammar police.

Imagine it?

Ahh hmmm … excuse me, i see that many of your brush strokes are not been flowing “in the exact manner” of like what ive been taught “that they should be”

Would the grammar Police also struggle when interpreting what an artists painting might be about?. I wonder. As that kind of thing, will always also require that a person would have need to “exercise a certain degree of their own intuition”

Right?

But then, what if a person doesn’t have any (intuition)

What then

I figure that some people possibly won’t like to ever need to use any degree of intuition.Could it be that way for some?. And possibly wont even know how to do so, anyway, even if they’d ever “tried to” have-a-go ,for once, or twice. Perhaps they mightn’t even know “where to begin” (with “having a go”).Perhaps they’ll never be bothered to even care to make an attempt at trying to either. It might remain something what would always feel completely foreign to the core of their “own way of being”

They cant fathom why their might “be others”, who’d be/think/act different

If they went bush, perhaps they’d even demand that there’d need to always be a “carefully marked-out pathway, ahead of them too. Would they?. And then if the markers had of ever “gone missing” along the trail, they’d  then suddenly feel awfully lost and be “totally bewildered”. Be busily panicking like hell. Getting all flustered and bothered. Possibly suddenly “dash off” down a hill, like a headless chicken, and very quickly get themselves even way more bushwhacked. Just so as to top matters off nicely

Would they?

But oh well.Never mind. I figure that its actually a really good thing that human are all different kinds of people.It makes life seem to be way more colorful?.I still like the grammar police too as well.I can kind of see where they are coming from. But its just not where my own interest is at. That’s all. Pity they cant seem to handle that peoples interests,and values,and so on might be different

Shit happens

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About ExEB

I'm a agnostic/atheist . Interested in learning more about science. I also am an "ex-member" of a group most publicly known within modern times, as the Exclusive Brethren. Whom are an off-shoot of the original Plymouth Brethren group. I'd say it likely my personality could possibly be described as quirky.You know ,as in being , unconventional , unorthodox , unusual, off-centre, strange, bizarre, weird, peculiar, odd, freakish, outlandish, offbeat, out of the ordinary, bohemian, alternative, zany I'm sure iv'e been classed as "crazy" . Many times But then, being born into a group like the exclusive brethren. Doesn't lend itself ? to tend to produce things considered as being "very normal" .Does it I escaped the Exclusive Brethren cult as a 15 year old teenager. Even since that time iv'e been trying to adjust to living life outside the cult. With much of my life being lived within the genre of "wild colonial boy" style. In the general sense of a church-rebel picking and choosing from role models who appeared within-life along the way. But as the exclusive brethren cult had traditionally maintained a general church-rule , of need to shun and totally excommunicate any ex member of their group.Treating such people as if they were dead. Thus this situation developed more to do with my need of following traditionally enforced church-rule , as apposed to it being so much about "life-choices". Certain emotional experiences, and parts of life in general, have led to me adopting a sense of low self esteem. Which is a situation i still deal with from time to time. Through my ongoing interest in science. I find i am able to gather more information to help me better understand my situation. Much about life for me, has often seemed like a massive puzzle.With many missing pieces.
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