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Buda’s Pest
And then there was the Hungarian tramp Meri Whory-Zontal
Shake It, Baby
Besides my new line of toupées for motorcycle helmets, I have this great idea for another brand new product. Instead of a mobile phone that vibrates, I’ll come out with a vibrator that telephones. No, this not a vibraphone. Also, my toilet bowls placed inside elevators so you can take that crap on your way up to the twenty-second floor, are flying off the shelf. Thought I’d bring you up to date on Steyning Enterprises, badly in need of venture capital.
Crime
He stood accused of abusing his estrangled wife…
Confused
I never understood Argentinians shouting Avoid Perón, Evita Perón, and then applaud him wildly after he shows up with his wife!
Convenient Genealogy
Not only is it a fact that every leader in the Islamic world worth his salt turns out to be a direct descendent of Mohammed, and every U.S. President a distant cousin of the Queen, it has now been conclusively proven that Farrah Fawcett and Jimmy Tapp shared the same ancestor. An eighteenth century plumber, in south coastal Texas.
Victims Betray Victims
Revenge that most primitive and thus strongest of all sentiments. Far stronger than love, tolerance, understanding, generosity, charity and sadly more recidivist than all of these put together.
Abused children, justifiably angry, very angry, much later taking it out on their own children by being…abusive. Showing them what it was like, time and again, instead of protecting them. Some even becoming child killers, dehumanizing their victims first by refusing to see them as a child, and secondly by attempting to get back at society as a whole, all these original perpetrators and those who let them get away with it, looking the other way, refusing to see the danger, to feel the pain, to hear those menacing footsteps in the night, cruelty begetting more cruelty, not the intolerance of it, the strong resentment of it, the disgusted, instinctive dismissal of it, having been exposed to its catastrophic, obsession creating effect.
The Jewish film director, losing his mother to the murderous keepers of Auschwitz, and then his pregnant wife to a band of raping lunatics, but a short while later drugging and raping a thirteen year old child as if he didn’t know what pain was, inflicting it with a sadistic, perverse vengeance on a girl who was not part of that other sorrow.
But also tribal, family or neighborhood revenge for honour lost, honour real but mostly honour imagined. Like the Head of Obstetrics, guardian of the miracle of life and well-being, from a country that will go unnamed, succeeding in America after receiving his doctorate there and planning the murder of his own daughter after she fell in love with an American boy and putting her father to apparent shame, in the eyes of those in his former country no doubt. Because, you see, she hadn’t obeyed him, which was shameful, even 10.000 miles and 2 decades removed, authority and status everything in places where killing always seems to be the lesser evil.
Or what the Klan’s fear represented, feeling threatened by a group of outcasts, quite powerless and innocent, attacking it in the night, stringing up its members like strange fruit, if it could, taking back its pound of flesh exactly for which slight? Revenge and punishment irrational then, but worse, so often abstract and imaginary, and still followed by visceral, reprehensible acts.
So let us re-define shame, not bogus shame, and let us re-define pain and let us define innocence, or who and what is another and who or what is us. And then take all this human primitiveness away, for worse not better than animals we still remain! Or not?
Blogasms?
Holiday maker: Tourgasm?
Danish Delight: Smorgasm?
Bottom Lines
In economics the big picture is the consumer: every economic indicator of substance has to take into account the end-user phenomenon or risk being utterly irrelevant. In politics it’s demographics.
On a world-scale, aids and malaria vanquished would vastly stimulate Third World population in the first instance, not perhaps the effect the planet objectively speaking had bargained for. That is, we simply cannot add a billion souls to the planet every decade, which is what’s been happening for the last half century. But hang on, in the second instance it has been shown and shown again that local populations actually decline when parents see children survive to take care of them in their old age. This did not happen before and led to the exaggerated and haphazard over-breeding in turn enslaving all to that other grind, the dreadful daily one i.e. too many, many mouths to fill each sunset. So that eventually and after all families did manage their birth-rates down, reducing those populations.
Furthermore, the world food supply is still adequate and anyway I will never forget the dozens of DC7 night cargo propeller flights I saw passing through Montreal’s Dorval airport where I worked the ramp at one time, loaded with free food and supplies donated by Eskimo children in northern Canada to drought caused starvation victims in Ethiopia and the horn of Africa, for that also is the brave new world.
All this meaning, one more time, that sometimes we must go in deeper before we get out of our mess, in this case disease management and population control only seemingly incompatible. Even the faith-based, pro-numerous-creation crowd itself known to decline after full economic parity is achieved. Through medical or educational breakthrough and demographic product distribution, things coming full circle.
Steady!
Sir Michael Aymeswell: And may I say, Sir, I certainly hope so!