(i think you all see your favorite osers in this one!)
I wrote a wonderfully sentimental piece yesterday during, and about ,what I thought was the last day of open salon. I waxed poetic, as far as it is my ability to do so without getting wiseass. I felt it was a fine final post.
This morning I woke with heavy heart, knowing Os was in the netherworld. Well, we had given her a great funeral.How I would miss her.
Oh,I checked it, out of perverse curiosity. Zip! It was there. Zip! I was in! Zip! I was commenting. Zippedy do dah, as Dad would say when things were unaccountably going ok...
Well, but..how embarrassing. Yet I am good at being proven utterly wrong. My defensive trick is to get very intellectual, and propose a preposterous theory that may or may not be true. Here it is , in a nutshell:
OS is a microcosm of society, which macrocosmically is going through one of its cyclical apocalyptic phases, like the year 2012 (the Mayan heresy), the year 2000 (the y2k heresy), the year 1984 (the Orwellian fallacy), the year 1000 ( the medieval mythological fantasies of millennium) , the whole Christian religion, if taken literally, and of course…Jesus the Christ’s predicting the end of times coming quicky wicky. He went so far as to advise women not to get pregnant, for there was no hope, none.
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Intellectually insulated now from my silliness of yesterday, and full of coffee, I turn to more important matters.
Here is where I need your help. What is it I ought to care about?
This is not as facetious a question as it seems.
I am a care-deficient little bastard. Unless it has to do with me...
Well but I care about a lot of things, yet none of them seem awfully important, when I get onto my high horse and go off looking for things to address & redress. I focus on the "minute particularities". Like...
I wish people would stop bullying each other, is one thing. On tv yesterday there was this u tube video of a nice grandmotherly bus driver being tortured by the kids on the bus. They told her she was ‘’so fat and ugly no wonder everyone in your family is killing themselves”. Her sister had suicided recently. They also smacked her around.
I care about the election, I really do. When I think of it. Once again the fate of the country is at an important turning point where we must choose. Just like 4, and 8, and 16…etc…years ago. Seems we still have a lot to learn about choosing our fate, considering the way the millennium started off , with a religious war. Brave young men sent home either in (never seen) caskets, or missing important limbs. And suffering from PTSD in epidemic scope.
I care about the economy. I hope it continues to offer me luxury goods I may be able to afford in my next lifetime, if there still is a world to reincarnate back to. And if I don’t end up a turtle, which is my greatest fear. 100 years of scuttling around in that big shell. What the hell do turtles do for fun?
or...see the turtle in the bottom, here?
Os is still here, and when it is gone, there will be other places to do what we do. And if it doesn’t go, then we will continue to do what we do. Which is….?
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The point of this post is to prepare for the worst.
What the f. would you suggest, if I come back as a damn turtle?
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As for what to care about, there are so many things anyone could advise, but I think ultimately, regardless of what we SHOULD care about, our hearts dictate what we WILL care about. I, for example, care very little about politics, but I am outraged at how crappy the movie adaptation of "The Hunger Games" was. Or, on a larger level, I care about some causes more than others. It's just the way of the world. I guess all you can do is listen to your heart, and, if one of those things you care about is also something you can DO SOMETHING about, try to do that, to fix the problem.
(I will not go see 'hunger games', that is settled. Didnt want to anyway)
i guess we must do it in what Blake called "minute particulars".
He said, 'general good? blah'.
I really really hate bullying.
I really really hate reality tv.
ah i should focus on what i love.
i ought to go find things and people to love.
i kinda like laughing. and making others laugh.
but that'll get you pegged as a clown.
good hobby.
your farewell would be interesting, to say the least.
mine? bucolic.
1. you are old, hence have wisdom. Perhaps prescience.
2. you have a life outside here.
3. well, you are a warrior.
4. when they came to cut off yer chicken head, to make you run around like a chicken with his head cut off, you gave one thrust of the knife to the jugular.
R
glad its not gone and neither are you.
Hope I don't have to craft my hysteric farewell anytime soon.
Really enjoy the image of the shelless turtle. Turtles are cute.
Oh PHYLISS, THAT is a subjective phenomenon. They are as long as they ever were. Longer1! More daylight..
hockanum turtles sing the blues
life is more than a box of cereal
a game
you have gifted many readers
many more await in other places
but demise sometimes has dementia
doesn't understand
takes it's time
kind of like closing time
the OLd David's at the Parkade
The Buffalo Watering hole on Middle tpke.
the Brass Hammer now the Tiger
all fun places that linger in thoughts
me, i'm buying a house
ferguson rd
four walls
a roof
a place of my own
You darn well know I wanted to steal it..couldnt find it..alas..
Turtles are solitary beasts. I got no idea how they screw. Every turtle I met seemed so..lonely..and this is my fear indeed.
FERNSY; we good men expect and encourage a little
cleansing
hysteria
from our gals.
Freud made his reputation on it. He hypnotized em is what he did!
I must take this into account as I address your magnificent poetry
(a nice side effect of committed relationships)
never tried turtle soup
ME NEITHER,NEVER, SEEMS OBSCENE.
hockanum turtles sing the blues
life is more than a box of cereal
IS IT ? WHAT IF THAT CEREAL IS WHEATIES?
a game
you have gifted many readers
many more await in other places
YAH SURE..BUT THIS SOUNDS MORE LIKE ME:
but demise sometimes has dementia
doesn't understand
takes it's time
kind of like closing time
NOW U GOT MY NUMBER!
OH SHIT. YOU ARE GONNA BE A HOUSE GUY. A DAMN BURGHER..A MIDDLE CLASSER.
YOU WONT GIVE A SHIT WHEN OS GOES DOWN, U WILL HAVE YER HOUSE!
with dora.
still the fact remains that there was this "female hysteria" thing
going on in sig's time. he jumped in. he was a nutball, oh
no question..but...
hysteria now is a nonsense word. which it ought to be.
i do not know if freud is to honor for this.
all his stuff seems revolutionary but crude, the gropings of
a sick master.
~Rated~for your good spirits.
pHYLIS, I am mentally ill, myself. I recommend it. no one expects u to meet commitments!even tho they prey at yer brain. No one cares about the formalities. Live free or die, as new Hampshire says.
if a warm place found,
turtles will be in charge
in 100 000 years, after monkeys gone!
"Would you just DIE already?"
That's what I said to Mom as she lay dying gruesomely of cirrhosis and had just told me for the Nth time what a disappointment I was to her. As Nietzsche said "If there is something to pardon in everything, there is also something to condemn." Mom fell squarely in the latter category.
my mom died of the non gruesome cirrhosis.
a brief period of intense hunger,
i spoon fed her..then..well, that only poisoned her more.
she went in a coma after becoming about 6 yrs old.
she kept saying, "i wanna go to SChOOL!"
i doubt anyone wants to hear of this.
we are indeed in condemn mode.
after our miraculous recovery.
and again, who cares?
do you?
nitey night
You could take care of each other.
The place I am talking about is like paradise.
If OS goes away I will buy an RV and go out in Death Valley and hide from the aliens until Will Smith shows up to kick their alien behind-parts.
cleansing
hysteria
from our gals."
It's this kind of thinking that has me convinced I am missing some of those 'girl' genes...
At least you bothered to write a last post yesterday : )
If the posts are all waiting for the lights to go out, they just might comply now even if they weren't planning to before.
What to write about...hmmmmm....so many post titles piling up with not a word written beneath them....
(That's what's going on around here.)
I am so ashamed.
Damn you OS. You bring out the beast in me.
Rated
BREAKING NEWS:
Bus Monitor Gets Apology
From Little Bastards
(she did not accept)
: D
OS will be here as long as it is... seize the day...