Brushing my teeth, there in the shaving mirror -- Hunter's degenerate pale grape-like head -- "JS, you chickenshit -- lash it up, pal. Theres no point in getting into politics again unless you plan on lashing things around."
Before I could even say "screw you, Thompson" -- zip, gonzo be gonzo.
Lashing things up.... my eye. But still -- as Rowan pointed out in a comment a couple days ago -- it's gettin' on for leg-breakin' time.
Scary. Who knows what forces might be unleashed. As J Alva says -- them christafearians might be ready to kill and die for the right to be right.
It's all getting pretty far out. The ground rumbles. Heavings, vast earth-cracking ruptures are being provoked.
Do you recall the story where Thor has the ocean, I think, by a hook, and while trying to "land him" is actually in the process of flipping this flat planet of his over like a pancake?
When the real deal starts to rumble, anything can happen. The Great War in Europe led to what -- a massive series of class convulsions -- Italy, Germany, Spain. So naturally there's the Hannah Arendt side of the brain saying, put a lid on the whole damn thing fast. And hey, that's always an option, especially for those not lodged under a bridge.
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You could always get religion, JSP, if the forces of moral clarity look like they're getting a full head of heaven-seeking steam up. Those waters have a lot more sharks in them. Boiled sharks, sometimes, but the faith-based shoals are not so different from the political.
Posted by J. Alva Scruggs | May 21, 2006 9:26 PM
Posted on May 21, 2006 21:26