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Midweek musings

Woke up in cat pee again this morning. That's the second time this week I've had to start the day (at 4:45 am, I might add) scrubbing and airing out the mattress. I suppose I should accept the fact that under the circumstances, it's probably not a good idea to insist Leila sleep in my bed.

Remember I told you I'd come across an opening for an operational agent a spy? Well, now I've found one for a spymaster! I kid you not: they call it an Intelligence Officer these days. I'm strangely drawn to apply. Would a predilection for shiny green footwear be considered too much of a risk in a Secret Service employee?

I received notification that I've paid back my student loan in full. That only took me what? 10 years? Wow. I would have been happier if I hadn't received notification in the same post, that I still had a whopping great chunk of council tax outstanding. I thought I'd paid that already? Huh.

Last week, the postie brought my poll card for the referendum on the European Constitution, and I promptly lost it. I wouldn't mind -- if the whole European Union, European Parliament and European legislation-package would disappear tomorrow, it would hardly register with me. But although I can think of better ways of spending my time than to struggle through 400+ pages of legalese in an effort to form an informed opinion, I feel as if this time, I should make the effort; if only to avoid unpleasant surprises later. Though why they bother with a referendum is beyond me: there is no basis for one in our laws, and on those rare occasions that 'Europe' has allowed referenda to take place before, if the outcome didn't suit Brussels, they held another one again to turn the people's No into a Yes (remember Denmark and the euro?).

I'm getting steadily more wary of Europe. It seemed like a good idea in the 50s, 60s and 70s; and with the territory no bigger than the Benelux and later, Western Europe as a whole, it was also quite easy to comprehend and support. Now though, with the influx of poverty-stricken Eastern European countries where democracies are new and shaky, I'm not sure where this will lead us -- and it irks me that petty arguments between nations can keep a strategically important country like Turkey, which meets most of the criteria for joining out, while at the same time our borders are opened to all the flotsam and jetsam of the former Soviet Union and its satellites, that meet none of the criteria at present and will be bloody lucky if they'll do within the decade. Also, since Germany and France seem to make up the rules as they go along in most cases, the question remains whether there is any real validity to the ideal of a united Europe. Besides, who wants a Europe where we all march to the same beat, anyway? I think Tarantino said it best when he scripted (in Pulp Fiction):

VINCENT: But you know what the funniest thing about Europe is?
JULES: What?
VINCENT: It's the little differences.

I'd hate for things to become the same all over.

Comments

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bogwitch
May. 18th, 2005 05:44 pm (UTC)
Apply for the spymaster! You could be our very own M.

And a Spymaster would only have to look good in a leather chair, no need to blend in. No one would see your feet.
curiouswombat
May. 18th, 2005 07:52 pm (UTC)
No no! She should look stunning in a BIG leather chair, so that she can drape her legs over the side in a nonchalent way, mesmerising visitors to her office with her amazing green platform shoes, so that they tell her EVERYTHING THAT THEY KNOW!
bogwitch
May. 18th, 2005 07:57 pm (UTC)
Sounds reasonable.
gamiila
May. 18th, 2005 09:23 pm (UTC)
It does indeed...I'd better take all the Bond-movies out, to prepare for the interview!
bogwitch
May. 18th, 2005 09:25 pm (UTC)
And you'll just have to get the shoes too...
gamiila
May. 18th, 2005 09:29 pm (UTC)
I don't know -- you saw the bit where it says "whopping great council tax" bill, didn't you?
bogwitch
May. 18th, 2005 09:31 pm (UTC)
I have a similar electric bill problem. I bought an external hard drive.
gamiila
May. 18th, 2005 09:35 pm (UTC)
And I've bought the camera...Seemed silly not to, really.

I bought an external hard drive.

Yes well, you need that. But...will it work after they've cut off your electrics?
bogwitch
May. 18th, 2005 09:39 pm (UTC)
Never fear! I renegotiated the bill. they overcharged me.
gamiila
May. 18th, 2005 09:41 pm (UTC)
Oh, bills-schmills. I need those shoes.
bogwitch
May. 18th, 2005 09:46 pm (UTC)
Exactly. What if you paid the bill, saved some money, and they were gone? :O
gamiila
May. 19th, 2005 06:18 am (UTC)
A nightmare scenario if ever I saw one!
gamiila
May. 18th, 2005 09:37 pm (UTC)
Of course, I will insist on having one of those swivelling office lamps, too. Can't just rely on the shoes to make them crack...;-)
curiouswombat
May. 18th, 2005 09:55 pm (UTC)
It would have to be a green one - to go with the shoes!
vegmb
May. 19th, 2005 04:07 pm (UTC)
Intelligence Officer...very interesting. That would be a step up from a field agent, so that you would be coordinating the spies under you...probably with a nice corner office...and occasional field assignment to fill in and keep things interesting. I say go for it. (Of course, you won't be able to tell us if you get it.)
gamiila
May. 19th, 2005 06:04 pm (UTC)
I sent off for it today. It's quite exciting...But you're right, it did say in the small print that it wasn't advisable to discuss it with any third parties.
calove
May. 19th, 2005 10:51 pm (UTC)
You'd make a wicked spy! Not much with the subtle blending in to the background anonamously, true, but that could be your sekrit!weapon. No-one would suspect a woman in shiny green footwear...

Sorry about the Leila problem. Not nice.
gamiila
May. 20th, 2005 06:35 am (UTC)
No-one would suspect a woman in shiny green footwear...

That's the assumption I've been working under for most of my life...
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