IT’S LIFE AND LIFE ONLY

As our so-called leaders relentlessly drive the planet deeper into the material swamp, both politicians and captains of industry too plainly demonstrate that not only are they arrogant narcissists and mendacious thieves – which is to be expected – but also wholly inept arrogant narcissists and mendacious thieves – which is easily ten times worse. Meanwhile the loss of Duck Dunn reminds me that I have reached an age when members of my extended peer group are dropping like flies. In a moment when the aches and pains became tiresome I was heard to mutter that I was starting to know how the good Dr. Thompson felt before he offed himself. My comrades looked at me in horror and I had to explain that I might be hitting the codeine, but I really had no intention of going down on my Colt 1911. In fact, life serves me well. The despicable Rebekah Brooks has been charged with conspiracy and I can gloatingly watch her squirm on TV. The Deviants seem set fair to do well in the coming months, new poetic ideas are starting to flow, and good shit that I can’t quite going into yet is appearing on the horizon. To make my life affirming point, I even quoted Dorothy Parker on the subject of survival…       

“Razors pain you;

Rivers are damp;

Acids stain you;

And drugs cause cramp.

Guns aren't lawful;

Nooses give;

Gas smells awful;

You might as well live.”

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The secret word is Optimism