If there are things that make me sick is hypocrisy. People like to know the truth, however social convention (in some countries) assumes that it is polite to lie. No other country follows this rule so literally as England. People lie all the time. They smile to foreigners and praise them on their outstanding level of English, when the poor guy is perfectly aware he can’t tell the difference between yeast and East.
Females in particular are exquisite in this ritual of good manners. They acknowledge someone with smiles and “dear this”, “dear that”, “dear the other” , and as soon as the victim turns her back she immediately turns into a “dirty cow”. I have been to many countries, but never saw a culture so full of social falsehoods as the English. They are afraid of confrontation and engaging in open debate. If someone is not playing their tune, they just short cut the conversation and shut up, preventing the debate from going on.
I see no problem with disagreement, fro I learn nothing from those who always agree with me. What is the problem with the English then?
In my opinion a person that retreats from a debate is attempting to hide her ignorance, rather than seeking enlightenment.
The daily thoughts of an alien morphed into a cat (Cat-a-List) running a study on human behaviour on planet Earth. This blog expresses the daily discussions between him and his good friend Rat-a-Lin, a genetically modified rat who escaped from some random University in East Anglia. Both creatures express their views about human morality and ask themselves why humans consider certain types of pure logical reasoning to be politically incorrect.
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