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Offline Cindi

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Finnish family
« on: March 03, 2007, 11:04:06 AM »
Now this is interesting about how a few posts have spoken about Finnish communities/family members having a desire to debate.

I come from Finnish background, my mother's family was Finnish, my father's Swedish.  So the obvious.  I am half Finnish, half Swedish.

I can remember my grandmother being a very argumentative, strong willed woman, as was my mother.  My aunts and uncles on my mothers side were always fighting about one thing or another.  To the point that many of my aunts and uncles remained where they did not talk for years.  Could never figure that one out, now still cannot.  They had family feuds until many of their deaths, and then they still fought with the ones left over.  I think that is why my parents always had heated debates. My mother was the instigator, my father the one who tried not to fight, but she pulled him into it and then I guess he would get all fired up and respond.  It must be in the nature of Finnish folk to like to debate.  As far as I can see, go for it, whatever is the ballywick.

I am quite the opposite.  I am passive, I am a Libra and am always trying to balance life and anything in it, even down to being one who ALWAYS tries to discourage any type of disagreement.  That must come from the Swedish side.

Life is funny.  I live in an old Finnish community.  I do not know my neighbours, I am a rather reclusive person and with my property that is bordered on two sides by tree and a road to the front, I don't even have to see my neighbours.  My community was established by Finnish pioneers.  My house was built by a Finnish man, and the workmanship of this structure is something to behold.  My house is quite old, but it is strong and sturdy.  It was built around the 1950 year approximatley, so it is well over 50 years old, beautiful, holding up strong.  It has had very nice renovations to it, and has withstood the damp climate here that makes to many structures age long before their time is up.  The barns and buildings around my property have this degredation very obvious. Alot to be said about the Finnish builders.

Just my two or three cents about the Finnish folk.  Al have a wonderful day.  Cindi

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Re: Finnish family
« Reply #1 on: March 03, 2007, 11:20:23 AM »
I am a libra, I am certainly not passive. I am reclusive. My wife also a libra loves a sense of community, I think she is nuts.

But just for fun I decided I would sum up the debates on this forum with a little monty python. Cindi if you don't know what Monty Python is let me know.

The Argument Sketch

                  The Cast (in order of appearance.)
                  M= Man looking for an argument
                  R= Receptionist
                  Q= Abuser
                  A= Arguer (John Cleese)
                  C= Complainer (Eric Idle)
                  H= Head Hitter

            M:   Ah. I'd like to have an argument, please.
            R:    Certainly sir. Have you been here before?
            M:   No, I haven't, this is my first time.
            R:     I see. Well, do you want to have just one argument, or were you thinking of taking a course?
            M:   Well, what is the cost?
            R:    Well, It's one pound for a five minute argument, but only eight pounds for a course of ten.
            M:   Well, I think it would be best if I perhaps started off with just the one and then see how it goes.

            R:     Fine. Well, I'll see who's free at the moment.
            R:    Mr. DeBakey's free, but he's a little bit conciliatory.
            Ahh yes, Try Mr. Barnard; room 12.
            M:    Thank you.

            (Walks down the hall. Opens door.)

            Q:   WHAT DO YOU WANT?
            M:   Well, I was told outside that...
            Q:   Don't give me that, you snotty-faced heap of parrot droppings!
            M:   What?
            Q:   Shut your festering gob, you tit! Your type really makes me puke, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, maloderous, pervert!!!
            M:   Look, I CAME HERE FOR AN ARGUMENT, I'm not going to just stand...!!
            Q:   OH, oh I'm sorry, but this is abuse.
            M:   Oh, I see, well, that explains it.
            Q:   Ah yes, you want room 12A, Just along the corridor.
            M:   Oh, Thank you very much. Sorry.
            Q:   Not at all.
            M:   Thank You.
            (Under his breath) Stupid git!!

            (Walk down the corridor)
            M: (Knock)
            A:   Come in.
            M:   Ah, Is this the right room for an argument?
            A:   I told you once.
            M:   No you haven't.
            A:   Yes I have.
            M:   When?
            A:    Just now.
            M:   No you didn't.
            A:   Yes I did.
            M:  You didn't
            A:   I did!
            M:  You didn't!
            A:   I'm telling you I did!
            M:  You did not!!
            A:   Oh, I'm sorry, just one moment. Is this a five minute argument or the full half hour?
            M:  Oh, just the five minutes.
            A:   Ah, thank you. Anyway, I did.
            M:  You most certainly did not.
            A:   Look, let's get this thing clear; I quite definitely told you.
            M:  No you did not.
            A:   Yes I did.
            M:   No you didn't.
            A:   Yes I did.
            M:   No you didn't.
            A:   Yes I did.
            M:   No you didn't.
            A:   Yes I did.
            M:  You didn't.
            A:   Did.
            M:  Oh look, this isn't an argument.
            A:   Yes it is.
            M:   No it isn't. It's just contradiction.
            A:   No it isn't.
            M:  It is!
            A:   It is not.
            M:  Look, you just contradicted me.
            A:   I did not.
            M:  Oh you did!!
            A:   No, no, no.
            M:  You did just then.
            A:   Nonsense!
            M:  Oh, this is futile!
            A:   No it isn't.
            M:  I came here for a good argument.
            A:   No you didn't; no, you came here for an argument.
            M:  An argument isn't just contradiction.
            A:   It can be.
            M:  No it can't. An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition.
            A:   No it isn't.
            M:  Yes it is! It's not just contradiction.
            A:   Look, if I argue with you, I must take up a contrary position.
            M:  Yes, but that's not just saying 'No it isn't.'
            A:   Yes it is!
            M:   No it isn't!

            A:   Yes it is!
            M:  Argument is an intellectual process. Contradiction is just the automatic gainsaying of any statement the other person makes.
            (short pause)
            A:  No it isn't.
            M:  It is.
            A:  Not at all.
            M:  Now look.
            A: (Rings bell)  Good Morning.
            M:  What?
            A:   That's it. Good morning.
            M:   I was just getting interested.
            A:   Sorry, the five minutes is up.
            M:  That was never five minutes!
            A:   I'm afraid it was.
            M:  It wasn't.
            A:   I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to argue anymore.
            M:  What?!
            A:   If you want me to go on arguing, you'll have to pay for another five minutes.
            M:  Yes, but that was never five minutes, just now. Oh come on!
            A:  (Hums)
            M:  Look, this is ridiculous.
            A:   I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to argue unless you've paid!
            M:  Oh, all right.
            (pays money)
            A:   Thank you.
            short pause
            M:  Well?
            A:   Well what?
            M:   That wasn't really five minutes, just now.
            A:    I told you, I'm not allowed to argue unless you've paid.
            M:   I just paid!
            A:   No you didn't.
            M:   I DID!
            A:   No you didn't.
            M:  Look, I don't want to argue about that.
            A:  Well, you didn't pay.
            M:  Aha. If I didn't pay, why are you arguing? I Got you!
            A:   No you haven't.
            M:  Yes I have. If you're arguing, I must have paid.
            A:   Not necessarily. I could be arguing in my spare time.
            M:  Oh I've had enough of this.
            A:   No you haven't.
            M:  Oh Shut up.

            (Walks down the stairs. Opens door.)

            M:  I want to complain.
            C:  You want to complain! Look at these shoes. I've only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through.
            M:  No, I want to complain about...
            C:   If you complain nothing happens, you might as well not bother.
            M:  Oh!
            C:   Oh my back hurts, it's not a very fine day and I'm sick and tired of this office.

            (Slams door. walks down corridor, opens next door.)

            M:  Hello, I want to... Ooooh!
            H:   No, no, no. Hold your head like this, then go Waaah. Try it again.
            M:  uuuwwhh!!
            H:   Better, Better, but Waah, Waah! Put your hand there.
            M:  No.
            H:   Now..
            M:  Waaaaah!!!
            H:   Good, Good! That's it.
            M:  Stop hitting me!!
            H:  What?
            M:  Stop hitting me!!
            H:   Stop hitting you?
            M:  Yes!
            H:   Why did you come in here then?
            M:   I wanted to complain.
            H:   Oh no, that's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.
            M:  What a stupid concept.

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Re: Finnish family
« Reply #2 on: March 03, 2007, 12:09:14 PM »
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Re: Finnish family
« Reply #3 on: March 03, 2007, 12:36:03 PM »
what MB said   :-D  :-D  :-D
.....The greatest changes occur in their country without their cooperation. They are not even aware of precisely what has taken place. They suspect it; they have heard of the event by chance. More than that, they are unconcerned with the fortunes of their village, the safety of their streets, the fate of their church and its vestry. They think that such things have nothing to do with them, that they belong to a powerful stranger called the government. They enjoy these goods as tenants, without a sense of ownership, and never give a thought to how they might be improved.....

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Re: Finnish family
« Reply #4 on: March 04, 2007, 09:43:54 AM »
Brendhan, now I know that you are off your reclusive rocker!!!  (LOL).  Thanks for the Monty Python stuff, ya, I know who he is, would never watch him, but am totally aware.

Now, I don't want you to tell me that you actually spent all that time and typed out that bunch of stuff.  If you did, good for you.  It was actually very funny and gave me a few of those stomach wrenching laughs (LOL).  All have a wonderful and great day, the sun will be shinin' today, bees will be flyin' and I am off to check out my new video camera replacement, I am going to talk about it in another post, check it out!!!!  Cindi
There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold.  The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold.  The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee.  Robert Service