Thursday, January 5, 2017

Wrestle Royale

They tell me Mercury is in retrograde again.  Seems so.  But it is in retrograde for everyone, not just me, so what can I do?  Best thing is to stay away from people and keep my mouth shut.  I should have done that already, though.  I've already made myself sad with problems that are probably larger than simply personal.  "All the world's a stage," I've read somewhere.  Now more than ever.

I read an opinion piece in the N.Y. Times this morning that explains some of the fundamental problems in our country (link).  It reminds me of my own internal problems.  I like cowboys but want to be a bohemian.  In truth, I am neither.  I am more like that fay Sam Shepard who writes about cowboys without being one himself.  That used to be O.K.  In the new world, it is nothing but trouble.

The world now is like a Wrestle Royale where everyone enters the ring at once and the winner is the last wrestler standing.  Weird alliances form that are strange and exciting to watch, but as in a season of "Survivor," such alliances are not meant to last.  

It is more and more difficult for me to navigate the new ideologies and theories that abound.  I haven't the lifetime training that someone who grew up in them has.  They are as silly and fulfilling as all the theories and ideologies that have come before them, and they will suffer the same fate, but the thrill of possessing something new is indisputable.

Time is up.  I have chores and duties.  The days grow longer, the air grows colder.  It doesn't seem right, but one thing remains the same.  The factory whistle blows.


  1. It's like everything is spinning backwards except the calendar.

    Regression, the new trend. I don't get the buy in - 1955 ain't coming back.

    I almost bought the "Hillbilly Elegy" the other day because it was also touted as providing "answers to that guy who is going to be president" but I bought Michael Lewis' new one "The Undoing Project: A Friendship That Changed Our Minds." I loved "Moneyball" and "the Big Short" I've watched at least 10 times. I don't really have a clue what the book is about yet but I'm about 35 pages in and like it.

    Alas, New Times are coming. It will be better for people like me and you - you know when all the brown people, sick people, elderly people, poor people, are dead or moved somewhere else away from Amerika.

    We will truly be Great again. Hey! Maybe they can use the Tony the Tiger cartoon "It's grrrrrrrrreat!" All over again.

    But giraffes are dying ....quietly and no one seems to care too much.

    Remember when there was some agency that used to bring Israeli and Palestinian children to the US to attend camp together?

    Maybe we need to do that for Republican & Democratic adults.

    Ok. I have a job to do to as well.

    1. Maybe we should try this: