He seen the ugly side of beauty and it crushed him inside, “I have never felt so inadequate in my whole life,” my mate openly admitted over the phone. Okay, he did have a hangover but in all our majestic confessions over the years, I have never heard anything as brutally honest as this, especially not from someone who seems to border on the line of arrogance when it comes to his own looks.
But maybe it was just the drink talking as this was ‘the morning after’, “every single guy in there was tall, was it a basketball convention or some shit! And every single girl was pure stunning and I’m no joking, I just stood at the bar feeling weird.”
When I realised it wasn’t the drink talking, I began to love everything he said because it was raw, it was different, it was real, his honesty was friendship as it was supposed to be, stripped down to the acoustics... friendship unplugged.
It was obvious to me that my mate didn’t have the best of times that night but I could understand and almost sympathise at where he was coming from because I do think there is an ugly side to beauty.
I think there is a side that can make you feel inadequate and uncomfortable, much like my friend did that night, it is weird no doubt, it’s a weird feeling, but I guess it’s just part of human nature and maybe, as gay as this sounds, my friends own beauty has made others feel that way too.
It’s The Daily, have you seen the ugly side?
-The Force
-Postal Strikes
-It’s our wits
-The Force
Think about the phrase ‘police force’ but don’t think about power in numbers, think about this instead.
Just keep walking a wee bit faster and hopefully you’ll avoid them take a right and head up the hill but if they are walking behind you then they might think you deliberately took a right at the hill to avoid them so you’ll need to just keep walking straight keep your hands in your pockets but they might think you are carrying something it’s only keys there is no need to worry oh man they are getting closer you’ve been shopping, no, you’ve been for a walk, at this time of night, you’ve been to the fort and now you are on your way home and you stay at 17 Balfluig St oh man just look down and say something just smile or say hi or whatever.
That happened last night when I was on my way home from a wee wander in the park, I deliberately used little punctuation in that paragraph to show you the power the police have over me, not just the power to lock me up if I do something wrong but an intimidating presence in my mind...a physiological force, a police force, that makes me afraid of them.
I was enjoying my wander until I seen the boys in fluorescent jackets approach me, I anxiously dreaded passing the coppers and when they did get close I thankfully didn’t have to get searched or answer silly questions, instead they just shone a bright light right in my face as if they were from ‘The Men In Black.’
What bothered me was that instead of just walking past me, okay it was night time, they shone that torch right in my eyeballs and proceeded to chuckle as they walked away because I was startled.
But see if I shined a torch in their face.....hmm...that wouldn’t be a bright idea Michael.
Does anyone else feel the Police Force? Feel as though they've done something wrong when the presence of the Five O is near....
-Postal Strikes
If you think the current postal strikes are bad they are nothing compared to the 70’s where they went on strike for 7 weeks. Wow!
-It’s our wits
There is a saying that goes, “It’s our wits that make us men,” well I have thought of one for our female counterparts.....”It’s our tits that make us women.”
I’m still adamant you should get fined for drinking outside at T In The Park... I’m still adamant you should get fined for drinking outside at T In The Park...I’m still adamant you should get fined for drinking outside at T In The Park..
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