The Last Furlong

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There’s violence, then there’s violence, then violence.

I complain about Mr Furlong watching violenceporn on TV.

What do I actually mean, since I like movies with some kind of violence in them too?

  1. So – there’s violence – what I call NOBLE VIOLENCE. This is when the hero overcomes the enemy and good is restored to the world.
  2. then there’s violence – what I call ENTERTAINING VIOLENCE. This is always SO extreme as to become funny because it’s choreographed like a dance. All hell breaks loose – everyone gets shot, stabbed, killed, and order returns when all the windows, furniture, cars, whatever have been destroyed.
  3. then violence – the one I don’t like – is what I call VIOLENCEPORN – is gratuitous violence. It is violence exaggerated to repulse. It often involves violence on women, torture, grotesque methods of death that go beyond the imagination. The scriptwriters have violated the minds of the viewers in presenting it. It’s viewer abuse. It entangles the mind over and above ‘the plot’. I think it can harm people.

Well, that is MY opinion. If I get the feeling I am being abused by the scriptwriter in either, ‘padding’ with verbiage/situations, or ‘padding’ with long scenes of gratuitous violence, I’m off!

I stick my earphones on, and watch something better on my own laptop in my comfy lounge chair, in my own world where I’m happy!

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Unfaithfulness

So many times have friends arrived at my door in a complete emotional mess because they just found out their husbands/partners are/were being unfaithful.

It just happened again, day before yesterday. Continue reading


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No culture clash in this house

Mr Furlong and I get on really well – mostly.

We have a different taste in movies – Mr Furlong will sit through several hours watching the most hideous violence – ‘violenceporn’ I call it – with a beatific smile on his face, entranced! And most importantly, he does not go to sleep. But, the stuff I like – documentaries, philosophy, educational stuff – even my best offering to him from YouTube (which we can watch on our TV) causes him to slouch down in his sofa, asleep instantly. Continue reading


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Partition

From my sickbed I have watched a lot of TV. Currently on the BBC there is a new series on The Partition of India. I couldn’t be bothered to watch it. I know it will be ‘All gong and no dinner’ to quote Mandela. I think the 2013 documentary was very moving – and refined. Continue reading


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Yoga and monkeys

People seem to like monkeys.

I don’t know why.

In Africa, we lived with monkeys – Vervets – they were an absolute pain in the arse and, more clearly, a bloody nuisance! Continue reading


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Why I like men/cigarettes/pipes/cigars and snooker

My mother told us stories about my father and her going to America for a year in 1946 aboard a war time troop carrier. It was an uncomfortable experience, evidently. And coming back was equally entertaining. Continue reading


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Medicines in the UK.

When The Old Furlongs arrived in the UK from Africa twenty years ago, ┬ámost of our children were already here. Mr Furlong ‘came home’ . ‘Home’ was nothing like we had imagined it to be. It wasn’t ‘England’ as romanced through our childhoods. Continue reading