Christmas Cheer
I have found that I miss the therapeutic aspect of speaking and so am back again, however temporarily, yet for no less important a task than to warn you, implore you, even admonish if I must--don't let it happen to you. Neither become like me locked inside my new quarters, medicated as necessary against the inherent dangers of free thinking, nor become the one who takes the freedom too far by trying to inject his own formulas into the will of the turkeys, I mean people. 
I listen to fanatics (says me?) on the short wave now and they tell me in all earnestness they welcome the jackbooted New World Order for it is the preface to the Christian payoff of Armageddon. There is one you can hear almost slobbering at the prospect of being in on the biggest "I told you so" in the history of mankind. I would pray for success if I thought it would do any good but the likelihood of me being in on the end of the world as we know it is preposterous. I'm not that lucky, therefore, it can't happen.
Now, a published journal is in some ways just outright conceit to begin with and to suggest in such a journal that something can't happen because the thing happening is too good a thing to have happen to said journalist is just more grandiose conceit, with hints of self deprecation, or, ("he had low self esteem.")
Sure there's the issue of calling the end of the world a good thing but come on, how you going to resist feeling at least a little bit fortunate to be in on such a defining point on the timeline of all creation? The final end would make life seem more important wouldn't it? Instead of "life's a bitch then you die" it could be "life is precious, then you die." Not that life is a bitch of course but at times the tediousness of it is hard to ignore. I mean the shear Bill Murray in Groundhog Day repetition of it can be a little disheartening, I think.
This is probably just so much Blue Christmas jabbering but what the hell, you was looking for a Hallmark moment here?
To paraphrase Barry Goldwater, fanaticism in the frying of turkeys is no vice.
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I have found that I miss the therapeutic aspect of speaking and so am back again, however temporarily, yet for no less important a task than to warn you, implore you, even admonish if I must--don't let it happen to you. Neither become like me locked inside my new quarters, medicated as necessary against the inherent dangers of free thinking, nor become the one who takes the freedom too far by trying to inject his own formulas into the will of the turkeys, I mean people.
I listen to fanatics (says me?) on the short wave now and they tell me in all earnestness they welcome the jackbooted New World Order for it is the preface to the Christian payoff of Armageddon. There is one you can hear almost slobbering at the prospect of being in on the biggest "I told you so" in the history of mankind. I would pray for success if I thought it would do any good but the likelihood of me being in on the end of the world as we know it is preposterous. I'm not that lucky, therefore, it can't happen.
Now, a published journal is in some ways just outright conceit to begin with and to suggest in such a journal that something can't happen because the thing happening is too good a thing to have happen to said journalist is just more grandiose conceit, with hints of self deprecation, or, ("he had low self esteem.")
Sure there's the issue of calling the end of the world a good thing but come on, how you going to resist feeling at least a little bit fortunate to be in on such a defining point on the timeline of all creation? The final end would make life seem more important wouldn't it? Instead of "life's a bitch then you die" it could be "life is precious, then you die." Not that life is a bitch of course but at times the tediousness of it is hard to ignore. I mean the shear Bill Murray in Groundhog Day repetition of it can be a little disheartening, I think.
This is probably just so much Blue Christmas jabbering but what the hell, you was looking for a Hallmark moment here?
- jimlouis 12-27-2001 3:32 pm
To paraphrase Barry Goldwater, fanaticism in the frying of turkeys is no vice.
- mark (guest) 1-16-2002 9:05 am [1 comment]