The Light, the Moon, the Gun, the Paintbrush, and Other Miscellany Everyday
Buddy Holly joined us on this day in 1936.
EVERYDAY
Everyday, it's a gettin' closer,
Goin' faster than a roller coaster,
Love like yours will surely come my way, (hey, hey, hey)
Everyday, it's a gettin' faster,
Everyone says go ahead and ask her,
Love like yours will surely come my way, (hey, hey, hey)
Everyday seems a little longer,
Every way, love's a little stronger,
Come what may, do you ever long for
True love from me?
Everyday, it's a gettin' closer,
Goin' faster than a roller coaster,
Love like yours will surely come my way, (hey, hey, hey)
Everyday seems a little longer,
Every way, love's a little stronger,
Come what may, do you ever long for
True love from me?
Everyday, it's a gettin' closer,
Goin' faster than a roller coaster,
Love like yours will surely come my way, (hey, hey, hey)
Love like yours will surely come my way
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There's something going on here that's... what's the word... not normal?
Bulwark- No Context: The Story of Thumbs-Up Trump
https://www.thebulwark.com/p/thumbs-up-the-story-of-no-context
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If you read only one poem tonight, I suggest that you make it this one:
the light by Bukowski
he won't die. 95 years old. He walks down the hill,
the very steep hill, to fetch his own groceries. then
he walks back with the big bag, leaning heavily on his
cane.
old Charlie. he won't let anybody
help him.
his is the biggest house on the hill, twelve rooms.
must be worth $500,000.
his wife, also 95, is in a nursing home.
he walks over to see her a few times a week.
"she looks good but she doesn't know who I am."
Charlie's children don't come around.
"they're waiting for me to die. I'll live on
to spite them!"
he used to watch television downstairs with his
wife. now he watches upstairs in another room.
"can't go in that room. it reminds me of her."
that's all there is.
he lives on bacon and cornflakes. he looks good.
he's 6-foot-two, thin, arrow-straight.
the mailman tells me, "you know that old man
next door? he's got a sharp mind."
old Charlie. he won't die.
everyone he knew is dead now except his wife
who doesn't know who he is.
for a man backed into a corner he's majestic,
and when death comes it better come humbly
for this one.
I see the light shining in his upstairs room each
night.
it's the brightest metaphor for courage I've seen for
some decades.
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Posted on Cold Dead Hands, a gun enthusiast page with 2.2 million followers:
Just a quick FYI, that I read through 50 comments and two people mocked them, one wasn't sure what to believe "yet," and forty-seven people wholeheartedly agreed... again, that the Democrats are organising mass shootings. A lot of them admit that they don't know how they're doing it, but they know they are. A bunch of the others are certain that it's some sort of mind control. Let's think about this for a second... they can use mind control to organize a mass shooting every week or two, but they couldn't keep Trump from getting elected? And now that we've thought about it for exactly one second, we can dismiss it and move on there with the rest of our lives.
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Everybody has four holes in their shirts, mine just have a few more.
September 7, 2013
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Thank goodness the rain's only leaking into the living room.
September 7, 2011
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There are a lot of things to be thankful for in this country- the 40-hour work week, workman's comp, unemployment insurance, minimum wage, paid holidays, etc. Enjoy your Labor Day, I'm off to work.
September 7, 2009
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Mountain Meadows Massacre began on this day in 1857. From Wikipedia:
The Mountain Meadows Massacre (September 7–11, 1857) was a series of attacks during the Utah War that resulted in the mass murder of at least 120 members of the Baker–Fancher emigrant wagon train. The massacre occurred in the southern Utah Territory at Mountain Meadows, and was perpetrated by settlers belonging to the Utah Territorial Militia (officially called the Nauvoo Legion), together with some Southern Paiute Native Americans. The wagon train, made up mostly of families from Arkansas, was bound for California, traveling on the Old Spanish Trail that passed through the Territory.
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Tupac Shakur was fatally shot in a drive-by shooting in Las Vegas, Nevada on this day in 1996, succumbing to his injuries six days later.
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Grandma Moses, was born on this day in 1860, but didn't start painting seriously until 1938. She crosses my mind often.
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Elia Kazan was born on this day in 1909.
"I hate the Communists and have for many years and don't feel right about giving up my career to defend them. I will give up my film career if it is in the interests of defending something I believe in, but not this."
HUAC wasn't about communism though, it was about government overreach and intimidation.
Nevertheless, great director!
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Drummer and prankster, Keith Moon left us on this day in 1978. He used to drive through small towns with a bull horn on his car, warning people of advancing throngs of poisonous snakes, tsunamis, and warning that the British government was going to relocate all of their immigrants to their town.
He also would get together with some friends and going to a clothing store to test the durability of some pants, proceeding to tear them in half. Managers would get super-pissed until Keith's limo driver would come in super stoked to find that they have one-legged pants for sale, buying them both.
He used to pay for big elaborate meals for everybody, and one time a friend insisted on paying it himself. He saw his eyes get wide when he saw how much the check was, knew he couldn't afford it, and convinced everybody just to run out instead of paying it. But guess what, Moon confessed the next day that he had paid it himself.
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Bob Hudson- "I haven't been wrong since 1961, when I thought I made a mistake."
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Joe Ancis- "The only normal people are the ones you don't know very well."
Who is he? I don't know. But apparently he was friends with Rodney Dangerfield for 50 years and Lenny Bruce called him "the funniest person in America." But he was too afraid to get up on stage.
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Aristotle- "The more you know, the more you know you don't know."
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23 emotions people feel but can't explain
4. Énouement
The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.
5. Vellichor
The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
6. Rubatosis
The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
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Dog nose face-swaps are the best.
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Jack Kerouac- "We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.”
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Stephen Fry- "I am a lover of truth, a worshipper of freedom, a celebrant at the altar of language and purity and tolerance. That is my religion, and every day I am sorely, grossly, heinously and deeply offended, wounded, mortified and injured by a thousand different blasphemies against it. When the fundamental canons of truth, honesty, compassion and decency are hourly assaulted by fatuous bishops, pompous, illiberal and ignorant priests, politicians and prelates, sanctimonious censors, self-appointed moralists and busy-bodies, what recourse of ancient laws have I? None whatever. Nor would I ask for any. For unlike these blistering imbeciles my belief in my religion is strong and I know that lies will always fail and indecency and intolerance will always perish."
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Truman Capote, In Cold Blood- "I thought that Mr. Clutter was a very nice gentleman. I thought so right up to the moment that I cut his throat."
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William Least Heat-Moon, Celestial Mechanics: A Tale for a Mid-Winter Night- "Astrology is for those bored by astronomy, but fascinated with themselves."
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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe- "The intelligent man finds everything laughable, the sensible man hardly anything."
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William Saroyan, Madness in the Family: Stories- "Sometimes the most intelligent thing is not to do anything, certainly nothing loaded with the imbecility of emotionality."
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William James- "The greatest discovery of any generation is that a human can alter his life by altering his attitude."
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Arthur Koestler, Darkness at Noon- "The principle that the end justifies the means is and remains the only rule of political ethics; anything else is just a vague chatter and melts away between one’s fingers."
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Werner Herzog- "Yes, the pyramids have been built, but if you give me 300,000 disciplined men and give me 30 years, I could build a bigger one."
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There was a young man from Nantucket
Who had such a big cock he could suck it.
He looked in the glass
And saw his own ass,
And broke his neck trying to fuck it.
Addendum
Louis CK, Sincerely:
I’m curious about God. I’m curious about his life. I’m curious about God’s existence. What’s that like to be God? You know, we don’t know anything about him. I think one reason people don’t believe in him, because we don’t have a sense of God because he doesn’t say anything anymore. Used to talk all the time, used to go up to people on the street, “Hey!” [Gibberish] Writing on the rocks — “Look at that! Do it!” And it was conf– Everybody’s like, trying to figure it out. And then for 2,000 years, he just — “Mm, meh.” Nothing! Says nothing! And everybody’s fighting. He could clear a lot of shit up with a five-minute press conference. If God spoke for five minutes, he’d solve a lot of problems. He’d just show up, “All right, everybody, yeah, I’m the Lord. Okay, real quick. First of all, Mormons, just: no. [Laughter and applause] What is that? Just go home. Also, Jews with the little things, what the fuck? I don’t know… Put a hat on or don’t, nobody gives a shit. This is weird. I hate these. I hate them. I sent everybody with one of those to hell every day. I do. It’s just my thing. Just so you know. Do what you want, but that’s where you’re going. Now, you know. Also, I don’t care who you fuck. I don’t care. It never mattered. It was Adam and Eve and Steve. They were all fucking each other. I was jerking off to it. It was a great time. So it’s not an issue for me. I don’t know why it is for you. Have fun and use all the holes, that’s what I say. Also, you’re supposed to fuck the animals. That’s why I made them! Why are you not fucking the animals?! There’s only like 30,000 of you fucking the animals. What are the rest of you — You’re eating them?! That’s disgusting! What is wrong with you? How could you eat a perfectly fuckable pig.” [Laughter] Sayeth the Lord.
https://youtu.be/kPC89OYucqA
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