ADVICE, AND

IT’S FREE~!

—ish. Everything has a price if human beings are involved in its production or distribution. (‘Free’ is only when the costs are transferred to some other bugger.)

SOME FOLKS

are on the game (blogging) for Fame, and good luck to them.

Some are in the business to ‘help’ their fellow man (oops, person. Human. Wotever) with unsolicited advice (and good luck to them too)(I think …).

Others are in on a tit-for-tat basis—“You follow me and I’ll follow you” and/or “gimme a ‘Like’ and I’ll do the same for you” … which really is a bit pathetic; but often folks are pressing all the buttons in the hope of pushing a business, scoring a sale, or even clinching a client. It takes all sorts.

So … moi?

I’M IN FOR

taking full advantage of being able to say almost anything I like about almost anything I dislike. This, as Billy Connolley used to say, is “Brilliant!”

So be advised, with me what you see—

—is what you get.

I’m a Spouter, not a trader, dealer, or seller. Following me doesn’t mean that I’ll follow you. I follow only where I sense a personal profit: educational, rational, entertainmental … amusing, inspiring … reinforcing … exemplary … paradigmatic … or a horrible Object Lesson I can throw at other people.

SO TO ALL YOU

optimists who visit my blog just once, and without comment (or even a ‘Like’~!) sign up to ‘Follow’ … nice, and I offer due gratitude, but please—I’d really rather that you didn’t.

FOLLOW ME ONLY

IF YOU MEAN IT, AND

IF YOU DARE—

—’cos beyond here be monsters.

I have no idea how many ‘Followers’ I have and honestly I really truly don’t give a damn. But:

 

I WELCOME DEBATE

 

—and when I lack the wherewithal with which to debate I’ll cheerily admit as such and call for help—

“Argus!”

(Oh no … just when I thought it was safe to—

“Yes, Mr Satan, Sir?” (SFX: insert ingratiating tail wags here please)

“I wouldn’t bother, Dog. Many won’t understand—”

“Pearls before swine, Sir?”

“Ouch. Don’t come the raw prawn with ME dog … but yes.”

“Noted, Sir. How’d your dinner with the Pope go?”

“How did you … not bad, but the bottles weren’t from his top shelf.”

“Win a few, Sir …”

Funny … it’s not only wars that make for strange bedfellows. Religions (take your pick, there’s many thousands) do too …