Sometimes reminds the present of a competition where the best escape from the responsibility of the winner. For example, consider the techföretagens terms of service, where you drop by with the nearest ”I agree”button. On honor and conscience, we promise that we don't have any idea what we promise. And techjättarna are on the same axelryckiga track. For the content of those agreements is, in summary, is this: ”Whatever happens — don't care well, we are in.”
another sign of the passage of ansvarsflykt is the growing ordinariness of the expressions ” I have nothing to apologize for,” and ” I regret nothing”.
Aftonbladet-heading has revealed that: ”the Swedes have nothing to apologize for.”
is extra popular in the sport - and tävlingskretsar. Among others, have football coach Joachim Löw, Säfvehofs handbollsdamer and Jan Malmsjös ”Live the life”-the chorus has been renons on ursäktsgrunder. And Aftonbladet-heading has revealed that: ”the Swedes have nothing to apologize for.” (Admittedly, it was about floorball and headband, but still skööönt.)
The second sentence has recently been used by the Bachelor-Michelle, the imprisoned hästhandlaren Madeleine and Horace Engdahl. Well, maybe at the very least charming, of David Cameron. I suspect that anyone who proclaims ”I regret nothing” imagine that the subtext is ”I'm all good tough I am”. But myself, I hear nowadays: ”I'm not so nice, plus a little bit stupid in the head.”
my own orientation, excessive in the other direction. I regret almost everything, for the most part before I can do anything. But here, in chronological order, are some things that I both made and regret:
All my telefonsvararmeddelanden between 1989 and 1995. Each and every one. I ”sang” on two. I was ”tough” on several. Shame, dear reader, the shame.
I 1996 thought ”nope, this innerstadslägenheten is too expensive”.
All morning, perhaps over a hundred, to which I responded ”Hey, there is a lack of?” when Mrs. B asked if I had taken a shower.
That I, after almost 50 years have succeeded in dodging, in the last week finally answered the question: ”How old do you think I am?”
I just now wrote ”plus a little bit stupid in the head”. What right have I to say about the Bachelor-Michelle, hästhandlar-Madeleine and David Cameron? I ask, of course, apologise.
Read more causeries of Mr B, for example: having a dog is like to be young without being young.