The self-effacing and truly charming Isobel

Self-explanatory

 

By Stanley Collymore

 

No one but our self can logically see into the secretive

realm of our individual mind and either decipher

or, far less so, realistically say with absolute

certainty what is really going on there; or

likewise confidently but rather, absurdly, create a

similar scenario with the true intentions of our

heart. That said the way in which one as an

individual routinely reacts to any given

situation or unconsciously, in normal

circumstances, routinely behaves

when subjected to incidents of

stress or prevailing situations

discharged of the strenuous

awkwardness of human

duress is - for a start -

the incontrovertible

suggestion of the

class of person

that declared

character is.

 

And whether in a purely casual manner, or by virtue

of an incisive, constructively appreciative and, as

well, a far more comprehensively detailed and

observational technique of assessment your

normal presence, or inherently distinctive

bearing are justifiably and admiringly

commended, there can truthfully be

no escaping the resplendent and absolutely

exceptional indicators which all clearly,

reliably and quite emphatically tell,

that beyond all reasonable doubt

you're a terrifically amazing, a

classic exceptional and by all

possible or any conceivable

and redeeming indicators,

a very intelligent, totally

pleasant, conspicuously

charming and, as well,

an astonishing young

lady to boot, Isobel!

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

May 20, 2019.

 

 

Author’s Comments:

There’s a general misconception in Britain that is readily believed by those who purportedly, but oh so ludicrously, regard themselves as adults but who, bluntly and unapologetically from my observant perspective, couldn’t collectively, far less so individually, navigate themselves out of the proverbial sodden paper bag, that all young people, other than their own broods it’s fair to surmise, are essentially feral, utterly useless and wilfully destructive persons. People that consciously don’t try to make any constructive contributions to their own societies generally and, furthermore, wouldn’t know how or where to start if, by some intervention of fate, they were to have a change of heart in that regard.

 

Personally, I wholeheartedly disagree with this preposterously juvenile assumption so willingly ascribed to by these so-called adults, who are themselves hardly paragons of virtue or by any means constructive elements of a moral or genuinely civilized country. If one were, that is, to take into account the glaringly multi-layered social and moral infractions of everyday life, to just factor into this equation their own personal and highly unethical ways of conducting their own lives.

 

Situations grotesquely compounded by the highly manipulative manner in which, unthinkingly, that they allow themselves to be easily and manipulatively abused both by the politicians whom they idiotically and compulsively vote for, in addition to the distinctly abhorrent and fake news corporate media that discernibly and intentionally, consistently and callously use them as very convenient and “useful Idiots” fodder.

 

So pleasantly encountering the likes of young people of the calibre of Isobel, who possess more individualistic character, exceptional consideration for others, and incontestably extraordinary intelligence in her little finger than all of these delusional, fatuous and supposed adult morons have in their collective bodies speak volumes in itself. And assuredly substantiates the earnest conviction held by all compos mentis, balanced and intelligent observers that societally all isn’t entirely lost where Britain is concerned.