Kvetching As An Olympic Event


I think it fair to say that, on the whole, people love to gripe. Whining seems to play an important role in most people’s lives. While some folks take it to great heights, yes, I’m talking about you leaf-blower complainers, others merely like the occasional bitch.

How damn inconsiderate that people in distress, going through domestic crises, should do so at such an inconsiderate time.

One of my little pleasures is reading our local weekly newspaper’s letters to the editor. It has become a bellyaching session focussed on almost everything. From ambient urban noise – lawnmowers, the afore mentioned egregious leaf blowers, HVAC systems, and vehicles – to discarded face masks and that old chestnut dog faeces, letter writers vent away.

Carping about mundane aggravations is one thing, but some people take it to new levels. If complaining were to be an Olympic event, these whiners could grouse for Canada. Over the past several weeks there have been two Amber Alerts in our area. These are emergency notices to inform the population that a child has been abducted. Both of these most recent alerts have, thankfully, ended with the child being found safe and sound. Both of the alerts were issued during the night or very early morning.

Carping about mundane aggravations is one thing, but some people take it to new levels. If complaining were to be an Olympic event, these people could grouse for Canada.

Believe it or not, reaction to these alerts has been less than the great relief you might expect. It seems many folks were perturbed that they were awakened by the sound of the alert. Yep, they were quite put out that a request for any information regarding an abducted child had interfered with their sleep.

How damn inconsiderate that people in distress, going through domestic crises, should do so at such an inconsiderate time. Unbelievable! Could they not wait until a more civilized hour of the day to sound the alert? Of course not, as the website points out ‘Because every minute counts’. If you don’t want to hear these calls for help, turn off your phone at night.

Perhaps chronic whinging gives some an air of superiority, as Elton John/Bernie Taupin put it ‘I can bitch, I can bitch ’cause I’m better than you. It’s the way that I move, the things that I do, oh-oh-oh’ Here’s hoping there are no future child abductions, but if there are please do so at a reasonable time to reduce the irking of your neighbours.

Published by DCMontreal

DCMontreal - Deegan Charles Stubbs - is a Montreal writer born and raised who likes to establish balance and juxtapositions; a bit of this and a bit of that, a dash of Yin and a soupçon of Yang, some Peaks and an occasional Frean and maybe a bit of a sting in the tail! Please follow DCMontreal on Twitter and on Facebook, and add him on Google+

2 thoughts on “Kvetching As An Olympic Event

  1. I wasn’t particularly happy about the cell alert but upon seeing that a child was taken, I made it a point to make a prayer for their safe return and fell back asleep having left the crisis in the capable hands of a higher power.

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