Friday November 24th 2017Tim
reexamination of winter policy in these parts.
Traditionally in the winter time your correspondent
would begin his day by acquainting himself with current
events, raise an eyebrow and then as the day warmed he'd
go on about his business. Unfortunately, the acquainting
with current events part of this tradition has recently
produced far too many irrational outbursts that kind of
linger on through the noon hour into the supper time and
late into a night, turning what could have been a
perfectly respectable day into a series of random and
often loud utterances that upset the cats and I suspect
have begun to persuade The Artist that it could be time
to hunt around for a padded room in a secure location in
which to lodge the other half of the pairing.
I guess when
a person not only achieves that "Get off my lawn"
condition but begins to relish it as an entirely
reasonable approach to the problem of others, it's time
to make an attempt to recapture the more egalitarian
enthusiasms of youth. When I look into the past, I
mostly see a variously employed long haired drunk who
had an interest in books and typewriters, not much to
work on in our brave new world. Yet the lessons are
there, and more than likely the secret to the cure has
less to do with shaking the walking stick and more to do
with becoming one with the recent explosion of behaviors
and attitudes less informed by anything remotely
associated with wisdom or experience. Dispatching a
naked selfie into the ether might be just a little
extreme, but I am giving serious consideration to
growing a mullet, wearing flowing robes, or perhaps a
kilt, and learning how to yodel.