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March 18th 2009

    The word 'career' and the word 'product' are markers.  A patter of feet in the corridors of memory.  A definition of future.  But I will call these frail objects a 'pat on the back'.

    Incomprehensible!  No one should pretend otherwise.  So I will retreat behind the barricade and while I listen to that patter of little feet and look for the shiny face, I will follow Tam's wife and 'nurse my wrath', praying for a chemical imbalance.


    Odd that Freud never saw it that way.  For him repair was out of the question.

    So what remains.  The word 'courage' perhaps.  Or 'bite me'.

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