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This is a word that appears on the bottom of a lot of  “newsletters” ones which I have no idea how they got my email address, which in itself is an oxymoron, as I’m a blogger and I am easily found. I get many, today I got “Rites of Passage”all about a tattoo festival which I did unsubscribe to, not only is it in Sydney but really not my thing.

I also a few years ago sent the word  “unsubscribe” to a person who had texted me about their marriage break up, it was full of some of the nasty things both parties were saying to each other and as one of the parties is a close friend, I didn’t want to read it nor hear from that partner again. It worked, I never received another text from this person and would do it over again if it happens.

It’s actually a good way of not starting an argument and also staying out of one. I have had to unsubscribe myself from many things as I know (here’s the shocker) I have an opinion on most things. I can be divisive and have known this for many years, I have tempered myself over time and also had a great friend tell me once, “have that inner voice tell you to ‘shut up’, don”t enter a battle that will only cause a war.” It’s a very true statement as no one wins wars, there’s only fall outs and on going hostilities.

I told the person a couple of years later, I sent the unsubscribe to the ex and we still laugh about it today. My twin sister and I laugh a lot and make comments about who and what we would like to unsubscribe from, mostly it’s situations rather than people.

I have one today I’d like all Australian to be able to unsubscribe from and that’s our parliament full of people that can not make a decision without a fight. It’s boring, insulting and divisive, change the marriage act, stand up and be the people we voted for, ones who can make a decision. I know it was mandated so we are stuck with the people in Government for better or for worse.

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Shutting up Old Broads

The farmer didn’t like my post yesterday, he thinks I have no understanding of what we do here on the farm, when it comes to drought management and animal husbandry. Having been with him for 13 years (I know a long time) I have marveled at how he manages the farm, the cattle, the sheep and the crops. I have long stated I won’t have time to learn what he has forgotten when it comes to farming, business planning and management of animals.

Why did he take offense? because he’s thinks the work he does I don’t see and when I comment it’s a criticism of his abilities and it’s not. It is far from it, he doesn’t see that I worry about the animals that I can’t help with, other than the odd assistance or (slavery as I call it) I can help with lamb marking, putting rings on tails & testicles, whilst vaccinating them, I am no good at crutching or shearing. We rely on our great mate Ronnie to come and help pick up, put up and as a team we can do over 300 in a day. It’s hard yakka, bending, lifting, drafting (I can do this as well) we manage to work together and enjoy each others company (thanks Ronnie).

I can help with ear tagging the cattle, mustering and weighing, I can’t do the ringing of testicles as the size of these animals scare me and he gets to them young enough they are only about 200 kilo so it’s not so hard. When we ear tag them we have to put them in the race, head bale them (hold their heads with metal doors) whilst I grab their right ear and pierce it and put the legislated ear tag in it. Boy they can make a large noise as they bellow in protest, it’s the same as having ones ear pierced.

I have watched over the summer months as he has gone outside to check waters in troughs and dams, if they are out of water he has to locate the problem and fix it. We spent the best part of one Christmas day – missing lunch with my family to dig up water pipes clear them and wait for the troughs to fill over the farm in 40 degree heat (104 fahrenheit). Cattle and sheep can die without water in one day in this sort of heat.

I have watched him go out and feed hay to animals when our feed has declined, I see him jumping on and off a hay trailer whilst the ute is moving slowly so as to spread out the hay to keep animals fed. He does this every day maintaining the quality of our animals and their food source. I have watched him and gone with him checking things over our 5000 acres, I have taken him drinks and lunch whilst he is sowing, reaping, raking and fencing. We have spent weekends planting up to 3000 trees per year to give animals shelter belts and to re-vegetate tops of hills that blow with sand.

I have adapted to farming and I do have a deep love of what it is I don’t see and I don’t have the passion nor the drive for all of it like he does. I rarely criticise anything he does as I am aware he drives heavy machinery, he can build a shearing shed from plans drawn up with Ronnie on a scrap piece of paper,  he can swear like a farmer (as only they can) at anything and everything, he can care deeply for small animals which is why I am hand rearing 2 calves & a lamb currently.

How to shut me up – sorry Chris it won’t happen.

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I don’t like the word “shut up”

Isn’t it funny how over the years with all of the slang and the f word becoming part of main stream language, it doesn’t really rate with me as much as “shut up” does. It really is a conversation stopper, a mean way of making others feel inferior, small and terrible. I find the delivery is not so much the question but the word itself is just so heart stopping.

I said it to DH (Dear Husband) this morning as a joke and then instantly regretted it. He took it as a joke, as I have been up running round preparing for 20 people coming for lunch today since 830 whilst he has sat, had a cooked breakfast (yes I cooked it whilst preparing egg salad, doing a load of washing & cleaning) and then states “Oh Dear” at 10am” so I replied with shut up. He instantly laughed and got up and began to assist me. We talked about the word and how final it is and no matter the delivery it really is a conversation killer.

There is nowhere to go once it’s out there. To ‘shut up’ or to get some one to ‘shut up’ is really offensive. One must feel threatened by the conversation to say it, one must feel maligned to feel it and one must be at the end of their tether to want to put it out there, yell it or think it. I have tried for years not to use it, though you may not agree with anothers opinion, it doesn’t give one the right to put it out there. Change the topic, agree to disagree that is the kinder thing to do. This word along with a couple of others I try not to say very often if at all.