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May 19, 2010

A Moment’s F@$#king Peace…Possible?

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Is it possible?

To grab even a sliver of peace for sanity’s sake? I’ve become a disbeliever in such a thing. I’ve taken to sitting in my truck…anywhere really…radio most definitely OFF, windows shut so I don’t have to hear anyone else’s horseshit nearby, just the atmosphere rushing in and out of my ears canals like a great tide.

How about that great oily tide? An on-site reporter for NPR reported the ocean looking like molasses. How can you help but shake your head all the while the media reports are running. A disgrace. That’s a good word, actually. I can hear my mother in my head right now,
“It’s a disgrace. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

Shame and disgrace. Do we experience those any more? We seem too arrogant to admit shame or disgrace…except for Jesse Bullock. I wonder if he’s walking jacked up what with that Oscar crammed up his ass.

Back to a moment’s peace, already and banish that ugly mother thought from my head.

Right now I have music from my mac going in the background, beyond my closed door I can hear the evening news on the TV. At work I hear people all day long, one opinion after another occasionally split with infectious laughter, gossip, stupid shit, you name it, but rarely just still and quiet.

We have cellphones plastered to our heads, at the gas station overhead musAK blares at us split inappropriately with totally obnoxious advertising. When I actually do carve out a few moments of silence for a personal thought it really is deafening and a bit offputting. Not sure how we would survive if the lights all flickered out tomorrow.

On that note, let me pour my daily glass–

Nothing can top a Molly Dooker, but I can’t spend $25 a pop for a casual bottle of wine, ya know? So tonight I stuck to the Aussie shelves and this time snagged a 2007 Clancy’s –Shiraz, Cab and Merlot blend from Peter Lehmann, Australia. My dumb palette beyond “it’s hitting the spot” is of tobacco and spice-box, with dusty late summer berries, she’s no weakling, either…a good meaty mouthful. I’m in h-e-a-v-e-n.