tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post8724794148499932425..comments2024-03-28T03:20:00.951+01:00Comments on Film Fan: Off-Topic: Men's Fashion: The TieMike Hoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079744279692869325noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-84465242881392090782013-06-24T00:51:11.353+02:002013-06-24T00:51:11.353+02:00Wow, I didn't expect that I could convince you...Wow, I didn't expect that I could convince you. I thought we'd have to agree to disagree. But what do you mean by "next time we meet"? We haven't met yet, apart from chatting online. I don't even know where you live, except that it's on the A34. That narrows it down to a few thousand addresses.Mike Hoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079744279692869325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-24565860185269491162013-06-23T21:47:01.246+02:002013-06-23T21:47:01.246+02:00Shit! I hate to lose an argument! You are right. I...Shit! I hate to lose an argument! You are right. I started out angry at you, now I understand the tie cutting ritual. Next time we meet wear a tie.J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06909507454196665178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-27414157772903127312013-06-22T18:06:53.100+02:002013-06-22T18:06:53.100+02:00I'm glad you said that. Without realising it, ...I'm glad you said that. Without realising it, you've got down to the core of the matter. You can't really cut off a man's penis, you would be arrested. But maybe you want to. Maybe it's a boss who underpays you. Maybe it's a teacher who gives you bad grades. Maybe it's a creepy looking man ogling you on the train. So you go up to him, wave your scissors threateningly at him, then cut off the phallic symbol that he's flaunting in your face. What better way to show that you're in control, JT?<br /><br />So maybe some men get off on it. So what? Should they be spared? It just makes the snipping easier. Some men resist doggedly. One year a secretary approached my boss to cut off his tie, and he complained, saying it was his best tie and he needed it for a meeting. She was kind. She told him to take it off immediately, otherwise she would cut it off. Which he did. Even without the snipping she had shown that she was in charge.<br /><br />It's a shame that it's only one day a year, and only in Germany. The tie is a tasteless display of male supremacy that should be eliminated worldwide.Mike Hoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079744279692869325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-55104600013068218352013-06-22T07:33:20.627+02:002013-06-22T07:33:20.627+02:00I talked to my friend about this and she says your...I talked to my friend about this and she says youre a dirty old man who rationalizes everything to get a sexual kick out of playing with young girls. It's not illegal but it's very creepy. I would cut off more than your tie!!!J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06909507454196665178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-64996942786068700742013-06-21T18:39:03.306+02:002013-06-21T18:39:03.306+02:00I think you're seeing things wrong. What I did...I think you're seeing things wrong. What I did wasn't illegal. If I thought I'd done something wrong I wouldn't be telling everyone about it on the Internet. What happened wasn't done in secret. What happened was in plain sight of other train passengers, many of whom were older. Usually the reaction was that other passengers just smirked when they saw it. On one occasion I even received words of sympathy from a lady sitting opposite, for which I thanked her, keeping up my pretence of being an unwilling victim.<br /><br />You also have to ask yourself, why were the girls carrying scissors on their way to school? They were already on the prowl, looking for victims. What sort of victims? In Germany there are no school uniforms, so it wasn't classmates. They were hoping that they could attack a teacher who had forgotten what day it was. By wearing a tie -- usually a cheap tie I'd bought the day before -- I was giving them an additional victim, practice for their day at school.<br /><br />This must be difficult for you to understand as someone who isn't German. This is a facet of German culture, which I embraced fully while living in Germany.Mike Hoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079744279692869325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-68420117878011273442013-06-21T17:47:28.288+02:002013-06-21T17:47:28.288+02:00I'm still trying to get my head around it. Whe...I'm still trying to get my head around it. When you were 35 you were playing with 15 year old girls on the train. Arent there laws against that stuff?J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06909507454196665178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-662688335399343322013-06-20T22:56:54.203+02:002013-06-20T22:56:54.203+02:00I can't really say, it's not like I got to...I can't really say, it's not like I got to know them, and it was different girls over the years. At a guess I'd say they were 16-ish, 15 to 18. For me it wasn't about the age. At the time of day when I caught the train there were also older women on their way to work. If a 50-year-old woman had attacked me with a pair of scissors it would have been fine. But it was only the younger girls who were playful enough to take advantage of me.Mike Hoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079744279692869325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-45012927963977125022013-06-20T22:46:22.724+02:002013-06-20T22:46:22.724+02:00Train or bus isnt the issue here and you know it. ...Train or bus isnt the issue here and you know it. How old were the girls?J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06909507454196665178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-60133390867814356782013-06-20T07:33:16.496+02:002013-06-20T07:33:16.496+02:00Obviously you didn't read my post that careful...Obviously you didn't read my post that carefully. I didn't say it was on the bus, it was on the train, but in the city centre I continued my journey in a tram. Some years the snipping took place on the train, some years on the tram, some years not at all. I started when I was 24, I continued until I was 35, maybe a bit older. Technically I wasn't playing with them, they were playing with me.Mike Hoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079744279692869325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456620400015224634.post-35386425921501148722013-06-20T04:42:47.499+02:002013-06-20T04:42:47.499+02:00I read this post over and over and I dont understa...I read this post over and over and I dont understand it right. Are you saying you were playing with schoolgirls on the bus? That doesnt seem right. How old were you? J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06909507454196665178noreply@blogger.com