There was a time when being called 'Sir' was a time for respect. Damsels in distress, holy grails and all that. After living in Germany for a while, it appeared to be an anachronistic nicety. Now it is a short and polite form for 'Rich useless fat cunt'. Take, for example, Sir Fred Goodwin or Sir Allen Stanford. The whole Knighthood business relies on the respect of the common people, and its been a while since any of these so-called knights challenged anyone to a jousting duel in the name of righteousness. What if 'Sir' becomes slang for 'useless fat bastard'? My husband has turned into a right sir.
It would be quite easy and painless to devalue a name, but how about money? When people retire, they rely on the following generation to do their bidding, carrying them round the world on ferries and eventually changing their underwear. They either get their offspring to work to fund this, or rely on their savings and pension to persuade other people's offspring to do it. But what if the next generation say no? What if they devalue the old money, and return to bartering? What does a Sir Fred Goodwin have to offer them? I hope he has some loving children, and more than a bundle of promises to pay the bearer whatever he wants. Promises can be broken, and bundles of promises can end up as firewood.
I promise to pay any good friend who leaves a comment the sum of one 'I owe you one mate'.
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2) That promise is an offer I cannot refuse
3) The idea that the young have to pay for the old is basically a good one, but as any other good idea it's getting misused quite a bit. Everybody takes it for granted that he/she is taken care of, that life is a safe place no matter what you do. In small that attitude leads to people having to pay for other peoples bad habits like smoking, in large that leads to economic crisis because some people have figured out how to get hands on everything which isn't fixed.
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