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A tinge of sadness . . .
Sigh! After having read Captain Skippy's recent post describing his lack of progress getting back underway after a two- year, forced hiatus, I felt a tinge of sadness. I felt a little sad because Skippy's post served to remind me that my prediction from years ago as to his being too encumbered to be a sailor for long seems to have come true. While I have few regrets about realistic predictions, I do tend to feel sad when women continue to get in the way of the life decisions of their men. Poor Skippy, he managed to dig himself a hole so deep that he will likely never be able to crawl out of it. His life is simply too cluttered to ever be a sailor. What with all the unnecessary encumbrances he's crammed into his yacht, combined with all the encumbrances his first mate foists off onto him, poor Skippy has no chance of ever being anything more than a boat and systems repairman as well as a Honey-do list slave. One wonders how a woman can claim to love her mate on the one hand yet hinder his happiness by enslaving him into being some kind of lubberly house husband and mother-in-law nursemaid. So much baggage for one man to carry. It's simply not possible for anybody but an Atlas type to heft it. It's sad because even the few hours of sailing time in a year Captain Skippy manages to put in are filled with thoughts of his myriad, non-sailing obligations. This sort of thing generally leads to high stress levels and an eventual heart attack or nervous breakdown. Either is a sad end to a man who could have been an inspired and inspiring sailor had he only been able to leave all the unnecessary baggage ashore where it belongs. -- Sir Gregory |
A tinge of sadness . . .
On Monday, November 10, 2014 3:03:11 PM UTC-5, Sir Gregory Hall, Esq. wrote:
Sigh! After having read Captain Skippy's recent post describing his lack of progress getting back underway after a two- year, forced hiatus, I felt a tinge of sadness. I felt a little sad because Skippy's post served to remind me that my prediction from years ago as to his being too encumbered to be a sailor for long seems to have come true. While I have few regrets about realistic predictions, I do tend to feel sad when women continue to get in the way of the life decisions of their men. Poor Skippy, he managed to dig himself a hole so deep that he will likely never be able to crawl out of it. His life is simply too cluttered to ever be a sailor. What with all the unnecessary encumbrances he's crammed into his yacht, combined with all the encumbrances his first mate foists off onto him, poor Skippy has no chance of ever being anything more than a boat and systems repairman as well as a Honey-do list slave. One wonders how a woman can claim to love her mate on the one hand yet hinder his happiness by enslaving him into being some kind of lubberly house husband and mother-in-law nursemaid. So much baggage for one man to carry. It's simply not possible for anybody but an Atlas type to heft it. It's sad because even the few hours of sailing time in a year Captain Skippy manages to put in are filled with thoughts of his myriad, non-sailing obligations. This sort of thing generally leads to high stress levels and an eventual heart attack or nervous breakdown. Either is a sad end to a man who could have been an inspired and inspiring sailor had he only been able to leave all the unnecessary baggage ashore where it belongs. -- Sir Gregory Are you sad because he has a life? |
A tinge of sadness . . .
On Tue, 11 Nov 2014 05:44:19 -0800 (PST), Martin
wrote: Are you sad because he has a life? What you lubbers choose to call a *life* is little more than an illusion. You lubbers end up being slaves to what your society calls the *norm*. What you really are is a bunch of automatons who proceed through life pretty much in lock step with all the other marching drones. What you call a life, we real sailors call unnecessary clutter which is the result of conspicuous consumerism. Your life is a sham, a construct that benefits those who control you the most and you the least. So, don't presume to judge a free man on the basis of your slavery. -- Sir Gregory |
A tinge of sadness . . .
On Tue, 11 Nov 2014 11:57:26 -0500, "Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
wrote: On Tue, 11 Nov 2014 05:44:19 -0800 (PST), Martin wrote: Are you sad because he has a life? What you lubbers choose to call a *life* is little more than an illusion. You lubbers end up being slaves to what your society calls the *norm*. What you really are is a bunch of automatons who proceed through life pretty much in lock step with all the other marching drones. What you call a life, we real sailors call unnecessary clutter which is the result of conspicuous consumerism. Your life is a sham, a construct that benefits those who control you the most and you the least. So, don't presume to judge a free man on the basis of your slavery. And this is from an individual who apparently lives life by proxy. Who posts to the Internet under false name, multitudes of false names, and since his many aliases are well known, a utterly fake facade. One can only marvel at the mentality that hides behind a fake false front. A partial list includes: Wilbur Hubbard/Gregory Hall/Gwen Ives/Cecil Warren/Capt.Neal/Simple Simon/Ellen MacArthur/Ed Gordon873/Gloria/Wesley Mouch/Aratzio/Atlas Bugged/Jamie Baille/Lumpy/Karen Anderson/GitRDunn/Phat_Arse/Jeff Relf/Blondie/Capt. Moroon/Capt. America/Cap'n Crunch/Marcia/Lawrence Stone/Key WestWym/Capt. Key West/Lonnie Anderson/Margaret/Jax Ashby. His boating experience seems limited to reading about others who actually participate in the activity and then disparaging their experiences. Exactly as described in Aesop's fable about the fox and the grapes. In short, an individual who's entire life has been a meaningless and vicarious experience. One who, if his actions were not so obnoxious, would elect considerable sympathy from others for his impoverished and empty life. -- Cheers, Bruce in Bangkok |
A tinge of sadness . . .
On Tuesday, November 11, 2014 11:57:32 AM UTC-5, Sir Gregory Hall, Esq. wrote:
On Tue, 11 Nov 2014 05:44:19 -0800 (PST), Martin wrote: Are you sad because he has a life? What you lubbers choose to call a *life* is little more than an illusion. You lubbers end up being slaves to what your society calls the *norm*. What you really are is a bunch of automatons who proceed through life pretty much in lock step with all the other marching drones. What you call a life, we real sailors call unnecessary clutter which is the result of conspicuous consumerism. Your life is a sham, a construct that benefits those who control you the most and you the least. So, don't presume to judge a free man on the basis of your slavery. -- Sir Gregory I live aboard year and sail 24/7 (season permitting) with the exception of winters when I still live on my boat but can't sail. It's not fun sailing the North Atlantic in the winters. So don't judge. |
A tinge of sadness . . .
On Tue, 11 Nov 2014 17:35:16 -0800 (PST), MVAsch
wrote: On Tuesday, November 11, 2014 11:57:32 AM UTC-5, Sir Gregory Hall, Esq. wrote: On Tue, 11 Nov 2014 05:44:19 -0800 (PST), Martin wrote: Are you sad because he has a life? What you lubbers choose to call a *life* is little more than an illusion. You lubbers end up being slaves to what your society calls the *norm*. What you really are is a bunch of automatons who proceed through life pretty much in lock step with all the other marching drones. What you call a life, we real sailors call unnecessary clutter which is the result of conspicuous consumerism. Your life is a sham, a construct that benefits those who control you the most and you the least. So, don't presume to judge a free man on the basis of your slavery. I live aboard year and sail 24/7 (season permitting) with the exception of winters when I still live on my boat but can't sail. It's not fun sailing the North Atlantic in the winters. So don't judge. Good for you but I shall judge anyhow. Why not sail to milder climes where winters ARE pleasant? One of the best things about a well-found sailing vessel is it has the capability to go anywhere the sailor wishes to go. If you wish to remain in an area of the world where the winters are no fun then it might be concluded that you aren't much of a sailor. -- Sir Gregory |
A tinge of sadness . . .
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A tinge of sadness . . .
"Sir Gregory Hall, Esq." wrote in message ... After having read Captain Skippy's recent post describing his lack of progress getting back underway after a two- year, forced hiatus, I felt a tinge of sadness. Google schadenfreude. Tom |
A tinge of sadness . . .
On Wed, 12 Nov 2014 09:21:20 -0800, "tdacon"
wrote: "Sir Gregory Hall, Esq." wrote in message .. . After having read Captain Skippy's recent post describing his lack of progress getting back underway after a two- year, forced hiatus, I felt a tinge of sadness. Google schadenfreude. Smart Ass! |
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