Does anyone read this?

I got reminded by Beautiful Sparkling Eyes to write a blog. Having a short break from the keyboard could easily turned into something much longer. Also I was away for a week in the most wonderful company of Sparkling Eyes and Rock Chick. Which reminds me I must never get into any kind of argument with either, I plainly end up lost, battered like a Cod about to go in a fryer or so utterly confused any point of an argument has evaporated like a river running through the Sahara Desert.

Of course there is the other thought? Does anyone actually read this? Am I writing into the ether, a large vacuous Black Hole of blogs taking everything drawn into it. By accident viewers load a page up on their browser enough for the little counter to click over and then scooter off faster than a rabied dog from water, a flea on the carcass of Tukenharmen or an elevator being evacuated after one of the occupants has done a "silent-but-violent" airing? Sparkling Eyes checks them out, the blogs that is not the elevators, thank you darling, my audience of one a kiss for you.

So tomorrow I'll take a mental picture of any small incident happening, to will write something. And tomorrow is the first day of December 2006. Another memo to myself, even atheistic teenage girls believe in Christmas, I really can be stupid (shakes head) and this memo is important because if I don't take heed to it, I been told I'll get battered. Great, again. Wonder if Father Christmas can send me a suit of bubble wrap it should make it pass a little gentler.

Big Fish at the factory

I have found in chatting to the big fish they are no different from other fish who have their sardines below them. One higher level of big fish can be quite similar to one middle level. With their limited vision and opinions. This could mean I'm actually a little Sprat. LOL funny. Truth is in a little pond with big fish the personalities of the big fish are in fact no different from the personalities of other fish before them.

Because big fish are so big they don't know what life is like for the little fishes of the world. This happens even if at one time the Big fish used to be a little one themselves. Then they have nostalgia of how life used to be for them as a little fish. But of course relating this nostalgia to events today, becomes spurious, hey BIG FISH, THE WORLD CHANGES!!! Big fishes are prone not to see what is under their noses. Which could mean they have pretty big noses, to go with their pretty big egos, pretty big salaries and pretty little real work they do. Now I can hear a big fish somewhere swinging his tail out of the water in protestation of saying something like "pretty little real work they do," being steamed up and taking umbridge to it. However, put it like this, when a little fish leaves the pond, the immediate effects are more profound than any sudden disappearance of a Biggy. It's like removing one sardine from a tin. Because they are so tightly packed suddenly the tin becomes roomy. The tin gets moved about from shelf to shelf then all the other sardines inside start to disintegrate. The very presence of a tin of sardines which has one sardine missing is anathema. Although I speak litureatively this is all very true of a pond.

Big fish because of their size, go about slowly but sometimes they can get heated up over things, especially if the sardines don't do something in the way they expected it to be done, or if the sardines have quite valid contrary points to make. Big fish don't like being wrong. They have a problem admitting it, it's an affront to their ego, being quite egocentric, and they may end up taking incredibly large gulps of the pond so as to eat up the little fishes and shit them out. The poor little fishes can go manic at this point, swimming about like headless chickens, if they knew what a chicken is, and try jumping into other ponds. Some successfully do, others just get sick and of course a number remain.

So it is with good reason in any pond like place, democracy does not hold water. When the little fishes either die off or can get to jump to other ponds, the big fish would be left on their own. They wouldn't have any little fishes to boss about, and because all the fish were big their own petty squabbles would spill over, but of course this would never happened because there are always many millions more little fishes than big fishes of this world. But note this, take the big fish out of their pond and drop them in another, miraculously they shrink down to nothing. An ego with no place to go, sardines can swim around them and see the big fish is nothing but air, they may chose not to give them the time, look at the previously big fish with disdain and see them for what they are. It's unfortunate some big fish will never hold respect by other fishes when out of their own pond, but then maybe they get what they reap. Now where did I put the olive oil?

P.S. some little fish don't like being eaten up, they're called Piranahs.