of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Sunday, February 26, 2006
untidy neighbours ...
... you wonder if some of the lads have even learned to wipe their own bottoms
And by the way, as an enthusiastic newcomer, I'm a bit stuck on emotional blackmail. Who's doing it to whom? And does it matter? and do you approve of this eighth deadly sin? If not why the blog title?
Incidently you might be amused by the word verification letters which I am invited to copy to make this comment. They are "fuikcipe" a word to treasure, I think.
i used to do it all the time, i hate to think how many friendships i must have poisoned
i might have caught the habit from listening to too many love songs
i only really woke up to it when a friend subtly persuaded me to dip in to eric berne's book, "Games People Play"
nowadays i've relegated emotional blackmail to a mere pastime in the spectrum of activities in my daily life
so occasionally, if i really need something ... another chocolate biscuit, or a second cup of tea ... then i'll preface my request to the loved one with the immortal words, "if you really loved me ..."
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All God's chillun got shoes.
And by the way, as an enthusiastic newcomer, I'm a bit stuck on emotional blackmail. Who's doing it to whom? And does it matter? and do you approve of this eighth deadly sin? If not why the blog title?
Incidently you might be amused by the word verification letters which I am invited to copy to make this comment. They are "fuikcipe" a word to treasure, I think.
i used to do it all the time, i hate to think how many friendships i must have poisoned
i might have caught the habit from listening to too many love songs
i only really woke up to it when a friend subtly persuaded me to dip in to eric berne's book, "Games People Play"
nowadays i've relegated emotional blackmail to a mere pastime in the spectrum of activities in my daily life
so occasionally, if i really need something ... another chocolate biscuit, or a second cup of tea ... then i'll preface my request to the loved one with the immortal words, "if you really loved me ..."
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