Was that a castle?


I don’t know what it is with Hollywood Royalty, but purchasing a palace abroad is commonplace in certain circles. Ireland is a popular spot (John Huston, Roy Disney, etc.)  I don’t know if it has to do with availability or price, but there you have it.

I heard a newly minted mogul recently bemoaning his circumstances. “Of course it’s a freakin’ castle, turrets, you name it, but there’s a farm down the street and every Wednesday the place just, holy f’ing Christ, it just stinks like pig sh-t!”

First of all, I’m not familiar with that particular scent… and, second of all, REALLY? One can afford a castle (maybe even a Duchy) and there’s complaining?

Something a parental figure used to say, “Count your blessings.”


a handy definition:

noblesse oblige

/nōˈbles ōˈblēZH/ the inferred responsibility of privileged people to act with generosity and nobility toward those less privileged: there was to being a celebrity a certain element of noblesse oblige

via noblesse oblige: definition of noblesse oblige in Oxford dictionary (American English) (US).


  1. Goodness! The temerity of a pig farmer to set up in the proximity of a castle. How bo(a)orish of him. How uncouth. He must be such a swine. I don’t know; shakes head. What’s the world coming to, when your castle-y neighbourhood goes to the hogs.

  2. Oh dear, how inconsiderate of those farm-ish people to keep the neighbourhood looking like the countryside.

    I hope he doesn’t mention his annoyance in the town, the pig farmer might find entertainment in spreading stinky Wednesday to the rest of the week…..

    • It’s such an insular approach, but then they probably have never lived in a rural setting in their lives and made some pretty silly assumptions about it. Check out the link Heather sent in 😉 – I tend to embroider these anecdotes, but that is the real deal.

      • The only thing in Mr Scott’s favour is that he didn’t move in next to the chickens and then start complaining. Perhaps he should have taken a reality check and just sold up rather than going to court, I doubt a moaning foreigner is going to get his way over a local in any country are they!?


    these days, noblesse oblige is more likely to be understood as a nod to the adequate belongings and status symbols.
    which is just boring, n’est-ce pas?

    • A friend was telling the favorite pastime of wealthy teens these days is to take selfies — up to 30 a day on their instagram accounts. I think there’s a story in there about a impulse control as well…


        it’s the pastime of ALL kids, even if they are not kids nor wealthy. it’s a truly clinic symptome of how narcisstic the world has become.

  4. George Kaplan

    Yeeuch! You practically have to force me to take a picture with me in it. I know the above post is about pigs but the “self-shot” (I refuse to use the term “selfie” as it makes me taste bile… Heh heh heh!) revelation seems to prove people are SHEEP! Ha, ain’t I a stinker?! An accurate one tho’. 🙂

  5. g.

    “The prettiest sight in this fine pretty world is the privileged class enjoying its privileges.” HAHAHA.
    Although I will tell you, I grew up close enough to a pig farm. Mostly it was no big deal, but every once in a while, when the wind changed… It’s a pretty aggressive smell. I remember a couple of times my mother racing to get the laundry off the line before one little breeze took it from clean right back to dirty.

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