It's sad to see an old friend go brain-dead ...
One of the sharpest minds I knew back in theold hippie- and post-hippie days has now become a neo-Kate Smith, waving his little flag and shrieking like a cartoon hausfrau up on a kitchen chair -- "Eeek, a mouse!" in this case "The First Terror War."
It seems axiomatic that the more loot a person accrues, the more time he or she spends worrying about who will take it away -- government liberals? Arab terrorists? Extra-terrestrials? Usually, they're not white, the lifters of "hard-earned" fortune because, usually, the possessors are.
He had a nightmare, long long time ago, woke up in a room in some foreign country with the distinct unshakeable feeling there was a dark entity in the room with him, watching him and its presence filled him with overwhelming fear and despair.
Scared the crap out of him, and perhaps he never stopped running.
I kind of think it was his time-travelling self, his today person travelling back to his 20-year old lean mean options-a-plenty mind machine and projecting the overwhelming ineffable sadness today might see when it sees what yesterday has become.
And he's become that because it scared him so much.
Kind of appropriate that his hysteria would be about Iraq --
Since the O'Hara re-telling of an old story is very much to the point -- the man seeing Death giving him the wide-eye and arm-wave in downtown Baghdad, and the man telling his boss he had to leave town, death was on his tail, he was going to Samarra to lay low for a while.
And the boss, later in the day, running into Death and saying, "Hey how come you threatened my man?" And Death said, "Threatened? I didn't threaten him -- I was just surprised to see him here in Baghdad since we have an appointment, he and I, in Samarra."
Some say "you never see the one that gets you" -- others say:
"the ONLY one you ever see is the one that gets you."
It seems axiomatic that the more loot a person accrues, the more time he or she spends worrying about who will take it away -- government liberals? Arab terrorists? Extra-terrestrials? Usually, they're not white, the lifters of "hard-earned" fortune because, usually, the possessors are.
He had a nightmare, long long time ago, woke up in a room in some foreign country with the distinct unshakeable feeling there was a dark entity in the room with him, watching him and its presence filled him with overwhelming fear and despair.
Scared the crap out of him, and perhaps he never stopped running.
I kind of think it was his time-travelling self, his today person travelling back to his 20-year old lean mean options-a-plenty mind machine and projecting the overwhelming ineffable sadness today might see when it sees what yesterday has become.
And he's become that because it scared him so much.
Kind of appropriate that his hysteria would be about Iraq --
Since the O'Hara re-telling of an old story is very much to the point -- the man seeing Death giving him the wide-eye and arm-wave in downtown Baghdad, and the man telling his boss he had to leave town, death was on his tail, he was going to Samarra to lay low for a while.
And the boss, later in the day, running into Death and saying, "Hey how come you threatened my man?" And Death said, "Threatened? I didn't threaten him -- I was just surprised to see him here in Baghdad since we have an appointment, he and I, in Samarra."
Some say "you never see the one that gets you" -- others say:
"the ONLY one you ever see is the one that gets you."
posted by Saintperle at
12:43 PM
