Wen2 B& Q last night was singing along to the in-shp music.. rapidly challenged by 3 sep hombres. Subtly invading space and hovering around my rear quarters - like a horse that spooks me and i ten 2 rear up and stamp..O.K the idea is that I am paranoid .. But I am learning to trust my gut instinct. What if they wanted to exercise a primitive thwarting without detection?. I concluded it by clarifying any ambiguity by muttering Clint-like into the M10 bolts " if you wanna fight - just say so.." None of them looked the type to know what grade of tensile steel the bolts were much less ..any "muscle" . I think I'll be ok. It helps to lay down the boundaries.
I woke this morning with this: Is it characteristic of British male to suppress other males and not to try to raise their game in order to compete? Or is it a Neanderthal descent thing in all cultures? Either way I see it as a definite area to work on - awareness [See fight club] if we are to survive as a gender and not play into their hands!! By the way the full moon lurks.
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