Wednesday March 6th 2013
Data from the Almanac will tell you that high
temperatures for this particular day of the year, in this part of the world where I
live, have ranged from 30 F to 87 F. Low temperatures have
ranged from 3 F to 62 F. In the next two months mean average
temperature, I am told, will rise 20 F. This coming Sunday,
time springs forward. Which means that in the middle of Saturday night
we either gain or lose an hour, and if you want to know why, it has
something to do with school children, the electric light, and the
uberlords whose day begins at either nine or ten in the morning and
finishes in the mid afternoon, with all of Sunday and Saturday off.
I do understand that despite effort to
the contrary, I have maintained a 'ratty-ness' toward certain sectors of the
community and toward certain seasons of the globe and toward many of my
fellow creatures whose contribution to wellness are clearly too far beyond
my comprehension for sense making. And I feel safe in declaring this
'ratty-ness' a deep flaw of personality, rather than a thing honed by a
desire for purity. I have said terrible things about bankers and
politicians, Job Creators, Moles, television personalities, Merlins, film
stars, the Northern Harrier, gun nuts, Rabbits that breach fences.
But, when I leave this earth, even if it means having to return again, I
want to be segregated from "The Great Oneness," because I do not wish to rub
shoulders with anyone or anything that has kind words for winter.
Go ahead! Call it a negative attitude.