Why are lawns a bad thing for men? – A lite bite.

By Baldmichael Theresoluteprotector’sson

3rd August, 2022

“I don’t know, why are lawns a bad thing for men?”

Because God said ‘It is not good for man to be a lawn’ in Genesis 2 v. 18

Mind you, my eyesight’s not very good at the moment, so I might have misread it.

P.S. If you are after more lite bites then you could do worse than go to the TAPPER’S BAR for a light bight to eat. You will find it in World Menu, just scroll down to find or use ‘find’ on the page.

Author: alphaandomega21

Baldmichael Theresoluteprotector'sson. When not posting pages or paging posties, trying to be a good husband, and getting over a long term health issue, I am putting the world to rights. I have nothing better to do, so why not? But of course that includes dancing, being funny (in more than one sense), poking fun at life, poking fun at myself, deflating the pompous, reflating the sad. Seeking to heal the whole of the soul (and body where possible). In short making life as good as it possibly can be for others as well as myself. You can't say fairer than that. But if you can, please say. People need to know.

6 thoughts on “Why are lawns a bad thing for men? – A lite bite.”

  1. Yea I hear that! So good in fact I had to come up with this response! It might answer a few questions; then again it might create more than you bargained for!

    You Wanna Turf War

    To be or not to be!
    This is one of my favorites of all time!

    “To be, or not to be: that is the question:
    Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
    The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
    Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
    And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
    No more; and by a sleep to say we end
    The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
    That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
    To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;
    For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
    When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
    Must give us pause: there’s the respect
    That makes calamity of so long life;
    For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
    The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
    The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
    The insolence of office and the spurns
    That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
    When he himself might his quietus make
    With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
    To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
    But that the dread of something after death,
    The undiscover’d country from whose bourn
    No traveller returns, puzzles the will
    And makes us rather bear those ills we have
    Than fly to others that we know not of?
    Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
    And thus the native hue of resolution
    Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
    And enterprises of great pith and moment
    With this regard their currents turn awry,
    And lose the name of action.–Soft you now!
    The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
    Be all my sins remember’d.”
    William Shakespeare

    God bless.
    Brother in Christ Jesus,
    Lawrence Morra III

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    1. Thanks so much for this. It is a wonderful passage.

      I never studied Hamlet and have never seen the play except for bits. I have heard parts quoted. ‘To be or not to be’ had previously given me an idea for a post on the reason why 42 comes up a lot in the Bible and in life it seems. Hamlet’s quote was part of the solution. Here’s my extract, rather mad, but that’s life for you.

      “Let’s try William Shakespeare; he’s always good for a quote, in this case a question, a good question it seems.

      ‘To be or not to be? that is the question.’ Meaning ‘To exist or not to exist?’ So said Hamlet, in Hamlet. But not in a hamlet, a small village with no facilities, but in a room in the castle of Elsinore.

      Castles have a lot of rooms; I imagine they are numbered/lettered, so it should be ‘2b or not 2b?’ That is, possibly second floor, room b. Or not. It may have been 3q instead, i.e. Third floor, room q.

      Don’t forget this is the continent of Europe and they do things differently. Second floor normally means the second one up from ground level, not as in the UK, the third one up. It is important to know this as otherwise you may intrude on the wrong room.

      Where were we? Ah yes, ‘To be or not to be?’ It has:

      3 t’s

      2 b’s

      2 e’s

      4 o’s

      1 r

      1 n

      That is 13 letters in total (remember base 13 earlier?).

      1 + 3 = 4

      1 – 3 = 2

      i.e. 42!

      But why plus and minus, I hear you cry? Because they are balanced, and it is good to have things in balance, and to be fair, like the British tend to be. Who derive from the Celts who were fair (-haired at least).”



      You have more than enough to do I know, but if you find yourself at a loose end and haven’t seen it, the link above may be of interest, especially the end where I revert to Shakespeare’s verse.

      Yours ever,


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      1. Very unconventional perspective that I certainly hadn’t thought about, but, there it is very intriguing when all laid out for a cursory analysis.

        “Celts who were fair (-haired at least).”

        You have me thinking about fair ladies or damsels in distress, fair maidens and lovely lasses in the days of the “knights of old,” days of chivalry, “Lady Godiva,” “Lady Geneviève” or the play and movie “My Fair Lady!”

        All so dashingly outstanding aren’t they!


        Pip, Pip, Cherrio Ladies!

        Shakespeare was a literary genius!

        Good Day!

        The Bard himself Shakespeare; whom I like millions of others always loved his great theatrical writings that have such deep nuances of character and woven into strong theatrical plot; the likes of which few writers have equaled and certainly not exceeded!
        I bet if I lived back then I would have looked up to him as an artist no doubt but even more as the man; who was apparently quite Catholic; thank God!
        And thank you Sir William for not just your great writings, but also for your bravery in maintaining your devout Catholic faith in Jesus and His Church!
        I pray that you and yours are peaceful and joyfully spending eternity with our heavenly Father and Lord Jesus Christ! Amen.
        God bless.
        Brother in Christ Jesus,
        Lawrence Morra III

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