Actually our man is not old much less oldebut he does regard himself as a philisopherknowledgeable, cosmopolitan, pacific.He has a loyal companion who regards himwith liquid eyes of adoration so that's onething in his favour, though their lines ofcommunication are somewhat complex, shecanine, he human. To ask whether there areother traits in his favour one would have toenquire directly to his wife of whom he willoccasionally discourse and reading betweenthe lines of his wry accounts, one has reasonto doubt. Begin a conversation and prepareto have the topic yanked out from under yourtongue. Wait for him to launch a topic andthen grit your teeth and launch a rictus smile.Time is not in your favour, friend, take it fromwe who have suffered over the years anxiousnot to appear bored or fed up with the man'sendless expositions for which he brooks nointerruption, polite or otherwise. And whentactfully you search for a conclusion wherebyescape is possible and launch an 'anyway...' aspreparation in taking leave, it is clear that manyhave attempted that ruse and failed for he takesthat word and mockingly quotes: anywayanyhow, nonetheless, even so, in any case .....
Monday, September 21, 2020
Cue The Olde Philosopher
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