Yet depending on what you are refering too, at the moment it doesn’t!
Britian is, according the the children’s society, the second worst industrialised country in relation to social mobility. The wage your Father earns is by far the biggest influence in what you will earn – not ability, nor schooling, nor area, nor family break down.
The poo keeps flowing, generation to generation (I’m sorry, I’m too legalistic to use bad words).
Comment by youthworkerpete — June 10, 2009 @ 2:53 pm
They f**k you up, your mum and dad
we didn’t mean to P & J (my children), and I’m sorry that we did…
but I’m so proud that you seem to have come through all the sh1t with so many good points as well!
by the way, Maggi Dawn remembered a lovely poem about parents in answer to the Larkin line.. don’t know how to do links cleverly so here’s the address:
Yeuch! Nasty! I see it trickles down to the bottom…ahem, so to speak. The brown stuff trickles down to the bank clerks when the branches are closed; it trickles down to the average-waged worker who lose their jobs in a round of ‘rationalisation’ so the company becomes ‘leaner and fitter’; it trickles down to the small business which depends on the bigger business for its livelihood; it trickles down to the pensioners who have paid all their working lives into a scheme which won’t keep them above the poverty line and it trickles down to the societies in developing countries who, meagre though their national income may be, depend on the crumbs from the affluent west’s table for what little they have. Still, it has to stop somewhere…
caroline too @ 9. nice link, sweet poem. made me smile.
carole… yeuch, indeed! i just came back here and saw what i’d drawn. bleugh! you point out a myriad ways trickle down works, none of which i had in mind when i did the cartoon. heart breaking.
miriworm… i had in mind family sh1t stopping with me. i doubt it too. you can but hope though, eh?
easier said than done, jf.
cheers jase.
beckyg… chocolate! the answer to all our problems!
Hayles @ 19 – I’d simply say that’s how they understood it then…but their view of God was not necessarily accurate!
Have you read any of Timothy Radcliffe’s books? In his latest, there are some really helpful comments about how God’s people had to develop an appropriate language into which the Incarnation could be expressed – a process that took some considerable time!
So is this like the sins of our father and his father and so on? My ex was a pediphile because his father abused him but we don’t know if this continued on back but society/psychology tells us it usually is that way, However, my son refused to let it happen to him and refuses to let it happen to his sons also.
OH, so you’re saying it’s a positive thing when the shit stops with you? I thought it meant certain people get all the shit landed on them. I suppose it can be both if they realise what’s happened.
I’m the family scapegoat. They seem to have adopted me just to have somewhere to dump their shit, because I wasn’t one of them so it must be my ‘bad blood’.
Sometimes, due to the dubious plumbing imposed on a Georgain property, the shit comes back at me. It backs up the pipe and spurts out of the bath plug-hole.
Dave the Plumber assured me it was only my own shit coming back, but I wasn’t consoled by this karmic metaphor. It’s gross and it stinks and you never know when it’s going to happen. Life’s hard enough without that.
yeah it does but it usually covers from top to toe!!!!
Comment by marcus — June 10, 2009 @ 9:17 am
You think it is time, Jon?
Me too!
Comment by JF — June 10, 2009 @ 9:29 am
Which particular type of excrement are you referring to?
Comment by Miriworm — June 10, 2009 @ 11:49 am
so relate to this, and very hard to work out what I do that keeps it all going!
Comment by subo — June 10, 2009 @ 12:19 pm
I tend to feel as though I’m covered in it to the point where I’m walking around in muck.
Is it just me or do these look like chocolate sweets with a nice mix of dark and milk chocolate?
Comment by beckyG — June 10, 2009 @ 1:50 pm
Ommmmmm mummy Jon used a naughty word
Comment by Lewis — June 10, 2009 @ 1:52 pm
Yet depending on what you are refering too, at the moment it doesn’t!
Britian is, according the the children’s society, the second worst industrialised country in relation to social mobility. The wage your Father earns is by far the biggest influence in what you will earn – not ability, nor schooling, nor area, nor family break down.
The poo keeps flowing, generation to generation (I’m sorry, I’m too legalistic to use bad words).
Comment by youthworkerpete — June 10, 2009 @ 2:53 pm
They f**k you up, your mum and dad
we didn’t mean to P & J (my children), and I’m sorry that we did…
but I’m so proud that you seem to have come through all the sh1t with so many good points as well!
maybe, the sh1t turned into manure for you?
Comment by Caroline Too — June 10, 2009 @ 5:37 pm
by the way, Maggi Dawn remembered a lovely poem about parents in answer to the Larkin line.. don’t know how to do links cleverly so here’s the address:
http://maggidawn.typepad.com/maggidawn/2009/06/cheerful-kids.html
Comment by Caroline Too — June 10, 2009 @ 5:40 pm
it takes so much effort to not just naturally turn in to your parents, i think. i am trying hard.
Comment by christine Gill — June 10, 2009 @ 5:54 pm
Well no answer to my question (#3) so my overall response it seems would have to be ‘I doubt it’!
Comment by Miriworm — June 10, 2009 @ 6:24 pm
Yeuch! Nasty! I see it trickles down to the bottom…ahem, so to speak. The brown stuff trickles down to the bank clerks when the branches are closed; it trickles down to the average-waged worker who lose their jobs in a round of ‘rationalisation’ so the company becomes ‘leaner and fitter’; it trickles down to the small business which depends on the bigger business for its livelihood; it trickles down to the pensioners who have paid all their working lives into a scheme which won’t keep them above the poverty line and it trickles down to the societies in developing countries who, meagre though their national income may be, depend on the crumbs from the affluent west’s table for what little they have. Still, it has to stop somewhere…
Comment by Carole — June 10, 2009 @ 7:24 pm
Every time this [shit stopping here] happens to me, I need to find a plunger, a towel and some air freshener. Awesome, Jon.
Comment by Jase — June 10, 2009 @ 7:42 pm
caroline too @ 9. nice link, sweet poem. made me smile.
carole… yeuch, indeed! i just came back here and saw what i’d drawn. bleugh! you point out a myriad ways trickle down works, none of which i had in mind when i did the cartoon. heart breaking.
miriworm… i had in mind family sh1t stopping with me. i doubt it too. you can but hope though, eh?
easier said than done, jf.
cheers jase.
beckyg… chocolate! the answer to all our problems!
Comment by jonbirch — June 10, 2009 @ 11:42 pm
I don’t like everything about my parents, but all in all I am blessed to have them, and they are the reason for heaps of good things in my life.
Ididn’t get a shower of s..t,when I look at my life I see a lot of blessing.
Finally I am the one who is responsable for my life, I’m no victim. I can take a shower, to get rid of the s..t
Comment by Angela — June 11, 2009 @ 5:55 am
I really relate to this as I come from a family where certain bad things have occured in every generation for a long time. Only by grace..
Comment by Kim — June 11, 2009 @ 6:57 am
I assumed this referred to the bits of the Old Testament that say God holds the sins of a person through the generations of their offspring.
Have I read too much into this?!?!
Comment by Will — June 11, 2009 @ 12:09 pm
yes will, that’s partly it.
Comment by jonbirch — June 11, 2009 @ 12:26 pm
What do people make of that? (#17)
If I’m honest, it’s bits like this that I struggle with.
Comment by Hayles — June 11, 2009 @ 3:32 pm
Jon is this your way of telling us all that you had a Vasectomy ?
;]
Comment by k-h-s — June 11, 2009 @ 9:49 pm
Hayles @ 19 – I’d simply say that’s how they understood it then…but their view of God was not necessarily accurate!
Have you read any of Timothy Radcliffe’s books? In his latest, there are some really helpful comments about how God’s people had to develop an appropriate language into which the Incarnation could be expressed – a process that took some considerable time!
Comment by Pat — June 11, 2009 @ 10:32 pm
An interesting and provoking picture Jon.
But the good news is that Jesus is the Cilit Bang…. he gets us clean of all the shit.
Shit still happens but we can always come out clean….
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Comment by beatthedrum — June 12, 2009 @ 1:51 pm
I’ve heard God compared with sheep dip before, but Cilit Bang? Ugh.
But the idea behind the cartoon is pretty disgusting to start with, so cleaning products might be regarded as an improvement.
Comment by rebecca — June 12, 2009 @ 4:30 pm
And while we’re at it, let’s just remind ourselves that there is beauty as well as disgust in people.
Comment by rebecca — June 12, 2009 @ 4:31 pm
So is this like the sins of our father and his father and so on? My ex was a pediphile because his father abused him but we don’t know if this continued on back but society/psychology tells us it usually is that way, However, my son refused to let it happen to him and refuses to let it happen to his sons also.
Comment by bubbybird — June 14, 2009 @ 10:12 am
yes, rebecca, it is rather disgusting, isn’t it!? i can only apologise.
good for him, bubbybird. and yes, that is what i kinda had in mind when i did the cartoon.
Comment by jonbirch — June 14, 2009 @ 3:56 pm
OH, so you’re saying it’s a positive thing when the shit stops with you? I thought it meant certain people get all the shit landed on them. I suppose it can be both if they realise what’s happened.
I’m the family scapegoat. They seem to have adopted me just to have somewhere to dump their shit, because I wasn’t one of them so it must be my ‘bad blood’.
Tiggy – just wiping off the shit.
Comment by Tiggy — June 15, 2009 @ 10:21 pm
I thought the sh1t stopped here but I forgot….
….I’m holding a fan!!
Comment by Robb — June 17, 2009 @ 3:41 pm
Sometimes, due to the dubious plumbing imposed on a Georgain property, the shit comes back at me. It backs up the pipe and spurts out of the bath plug-hole.
Dave the Plumber assured me it was only my own shit coming back, but I wasn’t consoled by this karmic metaphor. It’s gross and it stinks and you never know when it’s going to happen. Life’s hard enough without that.
Comment by Tiggy — June 17, 2009 @ 9:53 pm