MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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The Clown and the tightrope walker
I usually do not like rich, powerful or famous people. That
is mostly because I am not rich, powerful or famous. The fame part does not
bother me much because I would rather be rich
and powerful and not have anyone know who I am. I would have no paparazzi
bothering me. There is a guy with dark glasses who seems to be lurking around
with a pad and pencil on the corner where I procure my..er...medicine. But he
is definitely handicapped. I mean he has that funny thing in his ear and he
keeps talking to himself.
And of course, if I were only rich, that would be just fine also. I would kind
of go along with my first name and I could have all the cigarettes and beer I
wanted and I could start buying lounging clothes instead of having to wear
these pajamas all the time. And I could take advantage of all those
escort services that advertise in my emails and I would have all this money to
pay them extra so they could be more better to me in terms of escorting. And I
could have a 100 inch flat screen TV and get all those cable channels, you know
the ones with the pretty women in them and....
But more on topic, we have come to Craig Crawford's final canon of the
Netwebblogosphere. Namely:
CANON X OF THE NETWEBBLOGOSPHERE:
LIFE IS JUST A WONDERFUL BUNCH OF COCONUTS
10. Most of all, have fun. While we have commenters with a variety
of views who often engage each other in vigorous debate, we also strive to be a
genuine community. Sharing recipes, photos or other personal information is
also welcome. Arguing might be fun at times, but a little fellowship in between
makes for a better place.
What kind of fun is out there to be had and exactly what is
fun? One person who used to have a lot of fun was w. I mean, going from
2001 through 2009, this country was going to hell in a hand basket and there
was no fun about it. The country was involved in two wars. We were losing
many soldiers every month, Iraqi's were dying by the thousands every month,
wages of working Americans were going down in real dollars, tens of millions of
people including children were without health coverage, roads and bridges were
deteriorating, instead of being tapped for more tax dollars Americans were
having their phones and computers tapped, there were secret prisons where
people were being housed with no charges being brought and tortured from time
to time when the guards became bored. But that did not stop w from having
a whole bunch of fun.
Well if w can have fun like this so can we and we do not even have to murder or
torture or bribe or lie or cheat or anything. You can pick just about any
picture you want for your avatar. You can be a duck, or a chicken, or a little
boy or little girl, or something scary or you can do what I did which was choose
the first avatar THAT FIT INTO THE GODDAMN BOX.
Now you cannot have the kind of fun that you could have with a girl friend who
likes to wear 'costumes' that show the naughty bits and likes to play
with certain types of fruits and vegetables and wears that wonderful lip gloss
and..... Or the type of fun you can have taking illegal drugs and
watching movies starring the Three Stooges; or standing at the top of some
great building on Wall Street dropping water balloons on men wearing suits.
This is the end of a series I wrote in March.
Since then I have seen people at Café have a lot of fun.
This is all I got today.
Except to quote that great Prince of Peace, Pope Julius X who once said with bowed head:
LET US PLAY