tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post7326316801201509716..comments2023-10-02T10:31:13.350+01:00Comments on Gombeen Nation: A nice, relaxing drive on the Military RoadThe Gombeen Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05024662128072120489noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post-57054508579267327772009-07-06T18:56:27.186+01:002009-07-06T18:56:27.186+01:00Bernd, GM, if you can't find something because...Bernd, GM, if you can't find something because you don't remember where you left it, there is no need to blame your women folk. <br /><br />I've had a scout at "Why Men Don't Listen and Women Can't Read Maps" and the research in the book concurs with my own sentiments that "Men and women are different. Not better or worse—different. Just about the only thing they have in common is that they belong to the same species. They live in different worlds, with different values and according to quite different sets of rules. Everyone knows this, but very few people, particularly men, are willing to admit it. <br /><br />Women can always find the missing set of car keys but rarely the most direct route to their destination. <br /><br />Men are amazed at how a woman can't see a red flashing oil light on the car dashboard but can spot a dirty sock in a dark corner 20 feet away. Women are bewildered by men who can consistently parallel park a car in a tight spot using a rearview mirror but can never find the G spot. <br /><br />If a woman is out driving and gets lost, she'll stop and ask for directions. To a man, this is a sign of weakness. He'll drive around in circles for hours, muttering things like, "I've found a new way to get there" or "I'm in the general area" and "Hey, I recognize that gas station!" <br /><br />Men and women evolved differently because they had to. Men hunted, women gathered. Men protected, women nurtured. As a result, their bodies and brains evolved in completely different ways. <br /><br />As their bodies physically changed to adapt to their specific functions, so did their minds. Men grew taller and stronger than most women, while their brains developed to suit their tasks. Women were mostly content for men to work away as they kept the cave fires burning, and their brains evolved to cope with their function in life. <br /><br />Over millions of years, the brain structures of men and women thus continued to change in different ways. Now we know the sexes process information differently. They think differently. They believe different things. They have different perceptions, priorities, and behaviors. <br /><br />To pretend otherwise is a recipe for heartache, confusion, and disillusionment all your life. <br /><br />Bernd your comment about women "because they consciously put it in the wrong place in misguided attempts to "clean up", i.e. making a total mess of the male's optimized storage system" is simply not true. Women don't deliberately hide things so their men folk will waste time looking for it. In general, the said book will be exactly where the man left it. There is nothing wrong with that but you do need to acknowledge that's it's a dfference between the sexes, nothing more.Ellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post-65231231105069704792009-07-06T18:19:22.643+01:002009-07-06T18:19:22.643+01:00I'm afraid Bernd has a very valid point there,...I'm afraid Bernd has a very valid point there, Ella!The Gombeen Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05024662128072120489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post-54926693819097437072009-07-06T17:20:23.917+01:002009-07-06T17:20:23.917+01:00@ Ella:
"It is after all a universally ackno...@ Ella:<br /><br />"It is after all a universally acknowledged fact that women always know where things are!"<br /><br />True ... because they consciously put it in the wrong place in misguided attempts to "clean up", i.e. making a total mess of the male's optimized storage system.<br /><br />;)Berndhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11458118596726040460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post-536941810539943502009-07-06T15:43:45.983+01:002009-07-06T15:43:45.983+01:00Hi GM, LOL here, good posting, perhaps you should ...Hi GM, LOL here, good posting, perhaps you should ask the missus where your book is, she'll probably open the press and there it will be. I say this because if you are anything like Mr Ella, well that kind of thing happens all the time in our house. It is afterall a universally acknowledged fact that women always know where things are!Ellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post-86253339346056532152009-07-05T12:37:33.376+01:002009-07-05T12:37:33.376+01:00You forgot to mention that memorial to the side, w...You forgot to mention that memorial to the side, where Irish rebels took another Irish rebel and shot him, thus proving who the real rebels are and who is more Irish ... or so. The history of Ireland in a nutshell.<br /><br />By the way - be thankful that you did not encounter a stry "gipsy caravan" populated with a German teacher couple and their brood named Torben-Malte and Orla-Ciara. Happened to me on a blind corner in the area once. Only the tinker pony stayed cool. And I earned heaps of constructive criticism like "You no you are to travel slow here, enjoy ze landscape, not scare ze childs, zis is a tourist era ..."<br /><br />Always refreshing to wnswer with "Schnauze und den Wagen an die Seite, sonst stirbt das Pony und wird Pferdewurst!"Berndhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11458118596726040460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5829381583204750928.post-31743948907076526802009-07-04T22:18:39.691+01:002009-07-04T22:18:39.691+01:00Ah, the rebel road. I have a book on it somewhere ...Ah, the rebel road. I have a book on it somewhere in the muddled mysteries of my bookshelves. Wasn't it the area where some Irish gal refused to betray her rebellious, though protestant master to the English? And was killed by the English? Sweet memories.<br /><br /> Not mine as a rebel girl though but driving there and feeling deliciously lost and close to romantisized Irish history, hoping to meet some wild Irish rebel with blue eyes and soft hands, a man I would defend with my life for his fight for freedom ... sweet youthful dreams ... sigh...<br /><br />Last time I've been there it actually felt like Paddy Disney Park with all mod cons. But that's the way the world goes. <br /><br />Go there in the winter or even better get out of the pale and up to Donegal, the Derryveagh Mountains where the wilderness and lonelyness is simply overwhelming.<br /><br />And it's okay to sound like Board Failte. Ireland is a great and stunning country - if only it wouldn't be populated and ruled by small minded people who don't appreciated the assets this island has to offer.pemanoreply@blogger.com