Yeah, that’s a nice way to put it, ‘disconnected’…what intrigues me is the term ‘risky behaviour’. To me the behaviours that are considered ‘risky’ were merely sampling whatever life has/had to offer. Acceptability is so boring and mundane, why would people not take a few bloody chances? In order to feel alive one must surely have the occasional ‘skate on thin ice’, no? When I was younger the thought of playing russian rouellete genuinely excited me, but I could never find anybody that was willing to play it with me!
*sigh* Boring, boring, boring…..I’ve enever been on an exotic holiday, but if I was to ever go on one I’d rather go blundering into the unknown on my own, not as part of a group tour thingy with the regimented itinerary! Ye Gods, that’d be terrible! I’d almost be hoping to be kidnapped by Islamic extremists or something and then plan my spectacular escape on camelback after overpowering the heavily armed smelly Arabs by tickling them and dragging their unconcious bodies around by their hideous beards before tying them up with some designer burqas… 