Validation. I like it. It puts a smile on my face. The snarky kind. The "I told you I'm not a raving lunatic" kind of smile. Apparently, the UK also has work to do in the courtesy department.
It is true that I gush snarkiness like a geyser gushes water. But, it is also true that my heart is soft. (Remember from posts past...I am an Oxymoron.) And while I sincerely believe the world is clearly going to hell in a handbasket, I also believe in the goodness of people. I know we can restore the long-lost, sorely missed decencies of common courtesy and respect. Nevermind that the vast majority of our world's population is comprised of completely oblivious idiots. If the rest of us work together, we can do this.
Kudos to Mr. Michael Deacon of Telegraph.co.uk blogs. So cool, the way I gain validation from a guy who doesn't even know I exist. Obviously, there are brazen assaults on politeness and courtesy taking place each day. But, Mr. Dean's words made me feel less lonely in my desire to stand firm against these assaults. I know you're busy, but his article is worth your time.