Modern life is rubbish, but modern romance is even rubbisher. I’m writing this post in despair at the parlous state of the British male of the species. Now before all my male friends get shirty, this particular post does not refer to you. But, I should say that names have been changed to protect the guilty, and Mr Unique is so definitely not. Girls, you get the picture…
So, me…sensible woman, not unintelligent, no scales and only one head. Him, ok bloke – nice looking, own hair and teeth (always a plus) seems reasonable. So far, so good. Everything was going swimmingly until he said: ‘I have strong opinions, weakly held’…Now I don’t know if it was the fact that he turned out to be a fence-sitter (that’s usually not a comfortable place to be) or the fact that he sent me an email with a You Tube version of Danny Boy, sung by Muppets – no really, Muppets…Either he was implying that secretly he was a felt puppet with bad hair or that is what passes for sense of humour these days. So, that was the kiss of death as far as I was concerned. See my previous post, ‘Things that make you go ha!’ to understand why a shared sense of humour is crucial.
But it got me thinking. What is the point of having a strong opinion if its only weakly held. That just seems like a cop-out. Strong opinions, strongly held are what led to the abolition of slavery, enshrined voting rights for the suffragettes, got the first man to walk on the moon. On balance, I’d prefer a strongly minded man than one who seems a bit soft in the head.
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So I went to You Tube and watched the Muppets… made it to 36 seconds and logged off… calculating bitch slaps… will let you know when I get to the acceptable number.