Hello, my name is George, at least for the purposes of this blog. For the purposes of real life I go by other names, and even on the internet I go by another name, one that people know me by and connect with my real life name and persona. But I feel I need an outlet, one that people don't know me by and will not be able to connect to me. At least not unless they put together the many pieces of the jigsaw and find me out for who I really am... which I feel (or is that hope) is unlikely as the internet is a big place and people who know me in my real life/other internet persona would do very well to a) ever come across this blog and b) put 2 and 2 together and make 4. There are clues, many already, and there will be myriad more I am sure but I plan to remain fairly careful as to allowing the readership (probably 0, I can't even invite my mother) to know my own identification. This may seem rude, but the advantages for me of this is that I can vent feeling without fear of reprisal, pass comment without obligation and contradict my known self in certain areas without looking a fool. The advantages for you could be negligible, or they could be that tiny piece of wisdom you feel you've been lacking all your life, year, month, week, day or hour. Occasionally I might be funny, occasionally I might try to be funny and fall on my arse. Who knows? I certainly don't.
I chose George ST as my screen name as a small tribute to 2 of my favourite authors, George Orwell and Hunter S Thompson. Maybe it should be George S Thompson but I thought that was a bit obvious and hell, they're both dead now anyway so no matter. I quite like reading and from time to time hope to discuss books/authors and other things readable. For now, in addition to the aforementioned legends of the quill, may I also recommend a remarkable work entitled 'Shantaram' by a Kiwi chap called Gregory David Roberts. Fascinating stuff. I intend to return to that subject in the future.
So I live in Madrid, Spain. I am not a native of the place. I am from a very beautiful part of the UK which I may/may not mention when appropriate. The title of this blog is a quote from my real-life persona, and is in reference to the people of this land. However, I hasten to point out that I am NOT anti-Spanish. Not at all. In fact, the Spanish can be some of the loveliest, most open (as they never tire of telling me) and welcoming people in Europe. But, there are certain traits which would mean that they would be given very short thrift back in the homeland, and are given little by me in my time here. This is not particularly indicative of the general content of this space, but there may be some reference to it. And when I say reference, I probably mean ranting. And I may cross-reference this with other things when appropriate. I intend this to be something of a sociological/anthropological thing, comment on people, how they act and why they do so. But this may degenerate into other realms should I see fit. Such as aimless rambling.
Which is what I appear to have done here... so hasta luego, adios!
