The art of arguing

Arguments, we all have them. Some arguments are incredibly ‘where were you last night’ serious and some are just downright ‘I told you I wanted spaghetti, not beans’ silly.
The art of arguing is something that has existed since humanity began. Sure, back in the Neanderthal years there was slightly more physical, possibly deadly consequences and slightly less decorum in regards to who gets to smack a particular rock that day.

In a lot of ways arguing is a brilliant way of getting a passionate point across to an opponent, it can even be considered as a ‘debate’ when spoken in a civilized manner. Take a debate I had for example, on the best type of pizza which is pepperoni of course, with jalapeños, possibly some beef and garlic yoghurt. This particular one didn’t end up looking like some kind of Shakespearean Jeremy Kyle-esque scenario. Yet, an example of arguing that doesn’t bode well is my sister bringing on the apocalypse and the four horsemen (portrayed accurately by four teddies) when she sometimes argues against doing her homework – who can blame her? She’s 8 and homework sucks right?

Arguments can be stressful and hurtful. Some individuals find that after some arguments with friends/family that it’s practically impossible to ever be happy with their rival again. Sometimes this might just be the case however, you should always ask yourself whether or not these heat of the moment situations are worth destroying what can sometimes amount to an entire lifesworth of friendship. I vote no, personally. There’s always a room for redemption (unless you like pineapple on a pizza, you awful person).

Then you have arguments that you know you’ve lost halfway through. Whether it be a case of ‘damn, they’re actually right’ or ‘damn, they’re stubborn’ – we’ve all been there. I once argued the case that Bruno Mars could be this generation’s Michael Jackson. Please don’t hurt me, opinions change! If you know of anyone who’s never lost an argument in their entire life that is an impressive feat, perhaps you should take them on. Quite often in these situations I’ve found myself thinking about the pros and cons of backing down. If I give in, then I lose! ‘Giving in’ to an argument can be a pretty large blow to your self esteem I admit, especially when you realise you’re completely in the wrong. The saying is true though, it takes a bigger person to apologise and admit defeat than it does to snark on about how Jar Jar Binks was the best thing to happen to Star Wars.

Finally though, if everyone stopped arguing and we came to some sort of world peace, it’d be pretty boring. Everything would be deeply hidden inside, which could cause people to suddenly combust like that nonsense about pigeons being fed rice. If you disagree, I’ll argue with that!


Etiquette in the English sun (or lack of)

I’m sure we’ve noticed it’s finally getting to that time of the year where rather than no sun at all, we get random spouts mixed in with the normality of rain. Perhaps you’re thinking it’s time to dust off the BBQ, maybe do the garden up a tad before the inevitable clouds take everything back to the crappy, rainy status quo. Maybe you’re even thnking of sneaking off to the beer garden for a few ‘cheeky’ pints after work – or before, if you start late and enjoy the risk!

All of that’s great, enjoy the weather whilst it’s still possible to (except perhaps drinking before work, may end up in tears).

One thing that isn’t particularly great is how us Brits fail to know how to behave during this excitingly sweaty weather!

During this current spout I’ve personally noticed on around 5 different occasions guys seemingly allergic to clothes from the waist up, waltzing about like they’re in some sort of crowded giant oven. Some of these blokes look like they only leave the gym when the sun is out, I’d likely get a few cringey looks if I threw my beer belly out into the public eye! That’s not to say they’re all 1% body fat doing this, there’s a fare share of middle aged, balding men with flood warnings coming from their moobs who have also decided to grace us with half a birthday suit.

Adding to this issue we seem to have the opposite side of the spectrum. For those of us that have a workout that involves mainly lifting your arm to put food in your mouth we have no idea what to wear on these occasions. I find myself even on the hottest days taking a jacket out just incase our unpredictable weather decides we’ve enjoyed the sun too much. Shorts? Probably not, might get windy. I’ll throw some sunglasses on making my summer wear exactly the same as every other part of the year save for one item. Perhaps I should just fear for the worst and shove a raincoat on! Then of course, I get annoyed at my sticky, wet clothes as if they asked me if I’d take them out to see the sun.

We as a country struggle with hot weather, it won’t change as we’ll never be used to it. We moan about never having the sun and once it’s here we find ourselves moaning that it’s too hot. What can we do about this? I say let’s carry on as normal – keep on with the stubborn British way and moan till the weather listens to us!

A British introduction to the US election – from someone who knows next to nothing about US politics

Fellow Britons, As 99.99% of you are aware (incase you hadn’t noticed article after meme after tweet on the subject), our mates from across the Atlantic have an election coming up this year. That’s right – love him, hate him, nothing him – Barack Obama is leaving his large white office soon enough. However, why do we the British public seem to be informed so much about it? Do we Brits really need to know when Donald Trump has talked about his penis (does anyone?)? When Hillary Clinton has posted on reddit? When Danny DeVito gets applause for throwing a stool at a podium  to introduce Bernie Sanders? (That one was kind of cool, but I’m slightly biased with DeVito) Surely the amount of information thrown at us day by day should be replaced with other newsworthy topics?

Regardless of that, it is what it is. America’s election is a worldwide event so this handy, basic guide should hopefully give you a tiny bit more interest or just infuriate you more!

1) Democrats? Republicans?
If you follow politics here in the UK then you have a lot of understanding in regards to what these two parties represent – if not just hear me out.  The US is largely split into two main political parties with the Democratic party being on the left and the Republican party on the right. I must add however, as of late in the world of politics this left/right business seems to bare a lot less meaning with major parties angling more to the centre to appease both types of supporters. Think of David Brent in ‘The Office’ perhaps, changing his personality to try and appease his colleagues regardless of how transparent his efforts are.

2) Why does it matter to us?
Well long story short, it matters to you as much as you want it to. It’s hard to turn a blind eye to the fact that America is the most influential and dominant country in the world right now. Take for example the media, whether it be your favourite actor/actress/personality/musician chances are you follow these things regularly regardless of the fact they’re currently in a completely different country to you (to think, you probably know more about these people’s lives than some of your actual friends!). The power of American media is huge, so surely quite a few other things could be huge too? (No, I’m not going back to Trump’s little member) Just think of the influence America had over the UK when George Bush Jr and Tony Blair were knocking around. We ended up fighting an illegal war in Iraq due to a lie regarding nuclear weapons. It’s definitely not ridiculous to say our friendship with America helped this happen. It’s kind of like when Mark gets pressured into saying the gym instructor touched him up in Peep Show because Jeremy wants him fired, Mark goes along with it because he wants the same thing for selfish reasons.

3) We’re all in this together
For those familiar with this particular slogan, apologies – but it fits. Following on from the influence America has on us Brits, we share so much with our allies over the pond that when it comes down to it, it’s difficult to foresee what the consequences of the possible outcomes of the US election could be. I need to do some more reading into it myself, I recommend doing so too because this election season is already quite entertaining as it is. Business relationships could break (not always bad), the economy could fall into the depths of the earth, cthulhu could rise from the ashes but we will probably still do the most British thing possible and ignore it with a pint whilst watching Ant & Dec.


Why we should give Ghostbusters (2016) a chance


Ghostbusters – the majority of the world have seen it. For the most part we’ve enjoyed every minute of it from Bill Murray giving the guy at the start electric shocks while flirting with his student right down to raining marshmallow over New York. I think we can all agree that this is a fantastic, fun and sometimes scary (looking at you, hellhounds) popcorn film which will forever be given a status of rewatchability for the masses amongst masterpieces such as Jaws, Jurassic Park and Star Wars. I could harp on about reasons this film deserves legendary status for days, but you get the gist.

Which brings me to the remake/reboot (we’re still unsure of this). Y’know, the film that not one of us has seen yet and is somehow already hated by a majority (or a very loud minority). It’s almost become some sort of badge of honour to announce how terrible this film that we haven’t seen is going to be.

It’s the most disliked film trailer of all time on Youtube, compared to such delightful trailers like Adam Sandler’s ‘Jack and Jill’ or ‘I Frankenstein’ to my complete disbelief. Even disliking a few of the jokes in the trailer, or even the actresses involved – to be given the award for most disliked trailer of all time is a pretty serious defeat for the film.

This isn’t in defense of a film I’ve not seen yet, because the same argument can be applied to people defending the film, I just think the hyperbole of hate is beyond ridiculous.

What I think it comes down to is people have been disgruntled with the idea of remakes for quite some time now, and this frustration can reach two levels. One being that they’re annoyed about the lack of fresh ideas hitting the big screen (I would argue that case, as there are several new stories in film that are brought to us each year), another being that a remake tarnishes the original.

The obvious argument to the latter is to be told ‘don’t watch the new one then’ which to an extent is a perfectly fine statement to make however; I can completely understand where the angry group are coming from. My personal go to is The Hobbit, which to me will forever be the bane of the Lord of the Rings universe. If I was told ‘just don’t watch it then’ to that then I find myself trying to explain ‘that’s not the point’.

Remakes are here, they’ve been here for a long time now. Some will work, some won’t – but don’t put all your energy into an opinion based on a small trailer.

I for one will give this a chance. I’m not even a huge fan of the actresses’ previous films but this particular remake/reboot seems like it could work. It’s not like they’ve rushed into making it and not unlikely that if this was in the real world that a group of women may take on the idea that Murray, Ramis and folks had back then. This is hopefully also a large step (albeit not the first) towards the abolishment of sexism in the film industry. Who knows? It might even be (dare I say it) a funny film and if not, I’ll get over it.

Yet another post about what it means to hit your twenties (without a degree)

You’ve made it, you’re finally out of the dreaded teenage years where all you wanted to do was become an adult – what’s that? You want to go back?

That’s right folks, all those years of being a spotty, awkward teenager clinging onto hope that the grass is greener on the other side to learn that perhaps the previous shade of green might be better suited. Mind you, you’ve had your whole ridiculously small 20 years of life being told that you’ll regret wishing you were an adult. (Who’d have thought, parents were right?)

But c’est la vie, we’re here now. Whatever decisions you’ve made; good or bad, it’s time to move on. We’re collectively in a frame of mind where we have no idea what to do with our lives. We’re freaking out, major decisions need to be made now!

1) “I need to start my career – NOW!”

No, you don’t. Yes you may not be getting paid as much as your friends/family right now but if you’re unsure of what to do in life then take your time. On average you’ve probably only used about a quarter of your life yet! Personally, I recommend travelling if you can afford it (New Zealand in particular is beautiful!) whilst considering your options – who knows, you may find a preferred career elsewhere in the world!

2) “Everyone’s having babies/getting married. I need to find someone quickly!”

No, you don’t. This is yet another ‘major’ decision that’s ‘needed’ whilst in your twenties. You need to hurry up and find a significant other as soon as possible, or you’ll end up alone! Don’t believe a word of it, some people are happier for the time being without trying to balance their own lives with someone else.

3) “I don’t know what I want to do though, I have no skills. I should’ve gone to University”

This one can be argued either way. I’m 23 and didn’t graduate from University yet I’m still actively learning in my own time every day about topics that interest me. I’d say the best thing to do in this situation is take into consideration all of those hobbies you’ve had/still have. Is there any relation to these that could involve a career?

Most importantly though, if there’s one thing you can learn from speaking to older generations is that you’re never sure when it comes to your own life.

The best option is always do what makes you happy.