Chilling the dinner plates
Grandad August 1st, 2010
I noticed a little headline in today’s paper.
“It’s now cool to hang crockery on the wall”
There are two things that irritate me about this.
The first is the use of that ubiquitous fucking word ‘cool’. I hate that word on so many levels. I despise it, not because it is American but rather the fact that it is overused to the extent that people no longer think about its meaning. Cool is the opposite of warm. Today is a cool day. It now falls into the same category as ‘gay’ and ‘awesome’. Of course the latter is the most teeth jarring of the lot and it appears everywhere, and anyone who uses it in my presence generally needs a visit to the dentist shortly after.
Assuming that the article referred to is not a handy hint on how to use your dinner plates as an air conditioning system, we come to my second point.
I haven’t read the article but I am prepared to bet my life that what it is trying to say is that it is now acceptable to hang plates on the wall?
Who the fuck decides on what is acceptable behaviour?
If I want to cover my walls with crockery, then that is my fucking business.
Are there really people out there who are going to heave a massive sigh of relief, now that their guilty secret has been blessed by The Nameless Ones who decide what is acceptable? Are there idiots out there who will read this and promptly try to nail their dinner service to the wall?
Who the fuck are these Fashion Police? Who gives them their mandate? Why do so many hang on their every word?
I just do not understand the modern world at all.
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“Who the fuck decides on what is acceptable behaviour?”
Polite society. Based on etiquette,good manners,the convention of the time. Has always been so.
Etiquette and good behaviour have sweet fuck all to do with the acceptabilty of hanging a plate on the wall. I’m talking about the faceless ones who suddenly decide that it is all right for us to have floral wallpaper this week, when it wasn’t allowed last week.
With my leaky downpipe, I may as well hang a rockery on my wall.
I didn’t know you had a leaky downpipe, K8? Is it as a result of the birth?
must show this to the enemy…she’s at me to paint the kitchen.. stick a few plates up..it’s all the rage now pet…
Cool is uncool. And awesome is less than awesome. But acceptable is totally unacceptable.
I can’t stand the word “unacceptable”.
Are floral wallpapers all right this week then? That’s good to know.
Doug – It solves a few storage problems. And, of course it you don’t wash ‘em, it can be classed as ‘art’?
Frank – It never occurred to me to be worried about that word. It doesn’t grate like the others, somehow. I shall look ourt for it in future and see if it gets under my skin too.
Morris – Fuck me if I know. If it isn’t, just wait ’til next week.
An awesome post Grandad. You are so cool.
Fuck. Ran out of steam. Tried to fit gay in well but failed.
How gay is that?
CR.
Ranty – That is acceptable. [not].
I hung all my crockery on the wall but it all fell down and became a tremendously important installation (or is that de-installation?). I just sold it to the Tate Modern for £67,000. Unfortunately I’m now missing a very important wall and quite a lot of the floor.
Nick – And you with £67,000 to throw around? Skinflint!