There's something to be said for Kitchen Table Wisdom - you know, like in the old days when people sat around the kitchen table after a meal and talked about life, the universe and the meaning of it all - as well as the gossip doing the rounds in town...

Well, that's what this place is - a place to share common wisdom, thoughts and feelings about things important and unimportant, that bring us joy, laughter and happiness and that trouble, sadden, confuse and anger us ...

What I write here is what's 'real' for me. It won't always be PC or 'nice'. We're missing out on true connection and chances to grow and change because there's too little authenticity, too little honesty, too much holding back what we really feel and mean.

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Namaste

(the Divine in me, recognises and honours the Divine in you)

Sahila




Sunday, December 12, 2010

We Don't Know How Lucky We Are...


Seriously, we don't know how lucky we are...

Despite some challenges, we  - my son and I - still have a warm, dry roof over our heads, healthy and plentiful food on the table, clothes on our backs, transport, access to education, medical care and technology to gather information and to communicate with others...

I am grateful for these blessings as well as:
  • my healthy, happy children
  • our friends 
  • our cat companions
  • relative peace
  • relative freedom of thought, movement and speech
  • relative choice
  • time to use as I please

We are some of the relatively few fortunate human beings on the planet...

If you're reading this, you too are one of the privileged...

What are you grateful for, in your life?

What do you take for granted, as your right?

If it's your right, surely it's also the right of every man, woman and child alive?

New Zealand comedian John Clarke as his alter ego Fred Dagg, addressing the United Nations...
(the clip contains cameos from some of New Zealand's better known personalities, including a Prime Minister...  brownie points - and a chocolate fish! - if you go to the comments section and name as many people as you can)


Lyrics:
The New Version
Source: Album: Fred Dagg (Anthology) Released 2000
At the dawn of the day, in the great Southern Ocean
Where the world’s greatest fish was being landed

And the boat they were pulling it into was sinking

And the sea was quite lumpy, and the weather was foul

And the bloke with the map was as pissed as an owl

And the boys called out “Maui, ya clown, let it go”

In the noise he reached down for his grandmother’s jawbone

 and he winked at his mates and he said

“Boys, we don’t know how lucky we are”

“I have a feeling I have stumbled on something substantial.”
 
We don’t know how lucky we are
We don’t know how lucky we are

We don’t know how lucky we are

We don’t know how lucky we are

I was speaking to a mate of mine, just the other day
A bloke called Bruce Bayliss who, lives up our way

He’s been round the world on an 8th army do for a year, more or less

I said “Describe the global position, Bruce”

He said “Fred, it’s a mess.

We don’t know how lucky we are in this country.

We don’t know how lucky we are.
We don’t know how lucky we are
We don’t know how lucky we are

There’s a guy I know who lives in town
I see him about once a year I suppose

He’s had a coronary since Easter

He’s got a haemorrhage in his ear

He went bankrupt a couple of weeks back

And now his wife’s left him too

I said “You’re looking hot mate,

You’re looking clear, what are ya gonna do?”

He said “We don’t know how lucky we are

To live in this joint mate"
We don’t know how lucky we are
We don’t know how lucky we are

So when things are looking really bad
And you’re thinking of giving it a way

Remember, New Zealand’s a cracker

And I reckon come what may

If things get appallingly bad

And we’re all under constant attack

Remember, we want to see good clean ball

And for god’s sakes, feed your backs

We don’t how fortunate we are to have that place
We don’t know how propitious are the circumstances.

We don’t know how lucky we are, mate
We don’t know how lucky we are
We don’t know how lucky we are, get it right
We just don’t realise how fortunate we are

We have no idea, the luck, we possess, collectively

We just don’t know how lucky we all are. Full stop.
 
The Original Version
Source: "Fred Dagg Live", performing at the Christchurch town hall, about 1975.
I was speaking to a mate of mine
just the other day

A guy called Bruce Bayliss actually

who lives up our way

He's been living in Europe

for the year, more or less

I said "How was Europe, Bruce?"

He says "Fred, it's a mess"
We don't know how lucky we are, mate.
We don't know how lucky we are!

I was down the Plough and Chequebook
the night before last

There's a guy down there on the floor

with his brain at half-mast

I said "You're looking really bad mate

your eyes look like strings"

He says "Get me an eight will you please

I can't see a thing"
We don't know how lucky we are, mate.
We don't know how lucky we are!

Me stock agent's got a beach place
where he spends most of his days

His wife bit the dust down there last year

got eaten by a couple of crays

And his two littlest daughters

got killed by a whale

I said "Are you going down there this year mate?"

He says "Fred, right on the nail"
"We don't know how fortunate we are to have that place
We don't know how propitious are the circumstances Frederick"

So if things are looking really bad
you're thinking of givin' it away

Remember New Zealand's a cracker

and I reckon come what may

If things get appallingly bad

and we all get atrociously poor

If we stand in the queue with our hats on
 
we can borrow a few million more
 
We don't know how lucky we are, mate
We don't know how lucky we are
We don't know how lucky we are, mate.
We don't know how lucky we are!

 

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