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).

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  1. George Kaplan
    January 23, 2014

    What a charmer! People like that turn my stomach more than the, uh, leavings of swine. 🙂

  2. January 23, 2014

    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.

    • January 24, 2014

      Probably cooks his own supper, tends his own land, sweeps his own floor, makes his own bed, and has deep ties to the community too. Imagine!

  3. January 24, 2014

    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…..

    • January 24, 2014

      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.

      • January 25, 2014

        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!?

      • January 25, 2014

        Probably not, and I wonder how much of the year he’s in residence…

      January 24, 2014

      “his sixth attempt in five years to thwart his neighbours’ activities.”
      neighbours: “we’ve been living in hell”.

        January 24, 2014


    • January 24, 2014

      What a stinker!!! Isn’t that frightful? I remember the movie set there, wasn’t it about relaxing and turning to connections in your community, and getting in touch with the local terrain? Hm.

    January 24, 2014

    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?

    • January 24, 2014

      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…

        January 24, 2014

        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.

  5. George Kaplan
    January 24, 2014

    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’. 🙂

  6. January 24, 2014

    “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.

  7. George Kaplan
    January 24, 2014

    “..from clean right back to dirty”, that’s such a great pungent turn of phrase, g.!

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