Yeah, I think it’s the copy that we Canadians refused to keep in our country. At least the Maestro has managed to go international, in a way, but probably not quite in the way that he had dreamed.
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Oh my. Is it like a chain letter, pass it on or forever drop a stirrup in the middle of extended trot?
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More like an exercise in self preservation, and no one wants to actually pay for the book itself.
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Before you do pass it on, add your own notes and musings to the page margins. That way the book serves as a sort of signpost to those that follow, in essence saying, “I too was here, and read this dribble, in order to join a force of enlightenment in the equestrian world.”
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I don’t even know who has my copy, but I passed it on, with all the marginalia, for future generations.
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I’m not sure who first got my copy. I think it went to @J-Lu. Or maybe @trubandloki. 
I added some comments. How could I not? So much was laughably bad or utter BS. I stopped for fear it would soon resemble my copy of Beowulf from my Survey of English Lit class.
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I know this should have been drivel - but in this case dribble seems far more apropos.
Our “punishment” in dressage lessons for such things as being late, looking disheveled etc. was to post 20 laps - 10 each direction - rising trot with no stirrups. Lessons were at 8 am on Sunday mornings and you had to have your horse warmed up properly and ready to go then. That was back in my clubbing days - and it was not unusual to simply straggle home from whatever diner we wound up at, change and head to the barn. Disheveled was my look. At that hour of the day (especially on cold winter mornings), running on no sleep and fueled by the fading remnants of the bar tab, coffee and a lump of breakfast sitting at my belt line… those 20 laps were a killer. The 17 H TB mare who would search for every opportunity to demonstrate her early morning airs above the ground (sideways) if she felt you were not 100% focussed was the extra hollandaise on the eggs benny… good times!
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Not me! I purchased my copy and at least that gave me the distinction of “verified purchaser” when I submitted my review on Amazon. It was “glowing”, as anyone who read the book could attest to.
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Lordy, yes, I meant “drivel.”
Maybe I was subconsciously thinking of that numping piaffe video and “dribble” just came to mind.
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Someone from here should write a book with all these euphemisms in it. These are hilarious.
We could title it Behind Behind the Bit. The real story from the basement.
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If it’s the story from the basement it should be under behind the bit
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Prepare to read one of the most egregious butcherings of the English language in print, notwithstanding the work of his “three editor’s” (sic)
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I prefer Behind The Bitch.
As in Behind The Complaining.
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It is indeed a book of bitching, that’s for sure!
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Love it
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I wanted to pass my copy along, but I never did. I got sick of seeing it and tossed it. True story.
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“Below Behind The Bit”? (Although I DO like “Behind The Bitch” as a title.)
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Tongue Over Behind the BIt?
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Is that Tongue over the BLT??? Hilarious!
