Phillip Wilson

Amazingly, I survived my Life
2011-09-30 00:04:21 (UTC)

2003 REVIEW (PART TWENTY-ONE)

July- Childersburg/Sylacauga, AL (continues)

I sometimes hit the balloon with the back of my hand: After being invited to play and upon back-handing the balloon, Leslie commented on the technique. I jokingly said that I learned the technique from watching Nathan Brackeen (CACC instructor) play volley ball. Like a true Christian, Leslie stated something homophobic, assuming that Brackeen’s homosexual: In effect Leslie said that she was surprised Brackeen played volley ball, because he may “break a nail”!
Let’s hear it for organized religion!

(2nd, About 7:40 A.M.) As I explain to people, when I was 18 years of age, I was enamored of 18-year girls. Now that I am 53, I am still enamored of 18-years old girls! Has times really changed?
A joke, Bozo face! Although I could be serious with Hillary Hugh, Leisa McGaha’s daughter who is 18!
In the 1880’s, the idea of a woman volunteering to be an unwed, single mother was “playing God” and upset the medical ethics of the time.
Now, however, women make the conscious decision to be husbandless all the time. And if the female is an adult, she is usually praised and honored for being an “independent” woman (although if the female is a teen-ager, the mother is a slut).
This same “relationship” between the 1880’s and now can be extended into the future: Cloning is rejected as “playing God” and is playing havoc with medical ethics! But cloning is just the next step in human reproduction, a natural progression.
In a 125 years, “we” will wonder why cloning was the cause of such social upheaval, just as society now is amazed that voluntary single motherhood was a “no-no” in the 1880’s!

(acerca de 8:20 A.M.) It was yesterday afternoon. I was in the book store sea- at the table (counter) that lines the north wall. I was separating the pink and yellow check receipts, and stapling the yellow copy to the “service” order. Mandy Rollins stood near the window as an indication that she desired entrance. For you see, Hazel had locked me in when she had business to attend.
I must admit that I was counting on my fingers the line of succession to the presidency – Congress recently moved up Tom Ridge, secretary of the Department of Homeland Security from 15th to 8th – when Mandy appeared.
I got the feeling that she was not “a happy camper” that I was in the book store by myself! It’s nothing she said, but the way she didn’t say it (her body language)!
I told Joyce yesterday evening during balloon volley ball to expect office gossip.
I probably saw about twenty minutes of THE NEWSHOUR WITH JIM LEHRER (5:30-6:25 P.M., P.B.S.) yesterday evening. Then later in the evening I watched the first half of JUDGING AMY (9-10:00 P.M., C.B.S.). After the first half I was summons to the “playing field” (Family Room) for balloon volley ball.
For some reason, I let it be known to Ralph Cline Monday that I had been a circus clown. He agreed that this is the only position with a circus he would take!

(acerca de 9:10 A.M.) Eric McLain and I mutally loathe each other (which is tautology: by definition “mutual” means “each other”). Everyone at CACC is aware of that fact. Especially Hazel and Joyce: I told each one personally.
Eric and I passed each other in front of the secondary door to the administration building Monday afternoon: He was headed into the building and I was going to the flower patch on the north side of the sloping sidewalk. As our eyes “met,” he grunted a reply. I imagine it was something like, “Fuck you!” or “Jump up my ass!”
Of course I don’t care that a person like Eric McLain doesn’t like me! In fact I’m proud of it!
About two days ago I was thinking: Why did Max, the producer/director with the Center for Public Television, dislike me? Was it because, as a so-called “disabled” person, I was to be given “special” treatment at the center? Even though now I consider Max a pathetic human being, at the time – 1994-95 – I really wanted his “respect”!
I’ll never forget the invitation that Max purposely didn’t issue when I went on my own to the Creek Pow Wow in Porch, AL, during Thanksgiving Weekend of 1994. I was forced to sleep outside on a cold night instead of a warm motel room! Did Max know that I needed a safe haven for the night? I will always wonder: He may have thought that I had made arrangements. But he should have asked when I met him and his crew the afternoon before!

(acerca de 4:40 P.M.) Yesterday afternoon while standing on the porch of the administration building (the secondary door) in conversation with Ralph Cline (to my left; we were south of the doors), I explained to him what I had learned about Niccoli Machiavelli in graduate school: That “The Prince” was really a satire, an instruction book on how not to govern. That comedies such as “The Mandrate Root” forced this revision of Machiavelli.
As did the electronics instructor, Ralph Cline excused himself abruptly. Did I tell you about the female student at the University of Alabama that did the same? It was the latter part of 1994 or the first part of 1995. Tents had been set-up on the Quad for some reason, and I was juggling inside one: I think it was raining. This female student (white) came to investigate. My prolixity must have bored her, for she abruptly excused herself, claiming, as did Ralph and the electronic instructor, that she had a class and/or business. I told Mike Letcher of the Center for Public Television, what had happened: He teased me with such a departure at that time. (Or was it a tease?)
Month VI and Month VII are in negotiations still: The mid-80°’s (F) and Phoebus were put in charge of the day. The only “Rain” was from me, in the form of perspiration.

(acerca de 6:2_ P.M.) Since I have no way of knowing the outcome of the Month VI-Month VII summit meeting, I took no chances today: I got to as many weeds as I could. Now if Month VI comes out ahead, at least It will have a relatively “clean slate” on which to initiate weed growth!
There is a new manager at the bookstore of the Alex City campus. Yesterday Hazel informed me – I was on the customer side of the counter – that Norman, a systems maintenance personel at CACC, complained to her that, by running her “303”’s – a report of the transactions executed that day, which makes one wonder what is all that manual calculation for! –the woman at the Alex City book store was unable to “run” her (whatever number that transaction is) report. It is the first time that such ___ ever happened. Might not it be the Alex City manager’s fault? However, Norman refused to accept that possibility. I didn’t realize that he was like that until I was telling Joyce about it yesterday evening during balloon volley ball.
Another reason I like to work outside, as I was telling Joyce this afternoon during the trip home, was that I don’t like to find out about my co-workers’ personality quirks! I lost all respect for Norman!

(acerca de 7:04 P.M.) One has to be history-illiterate to claim that pre-emptive warfare is new! Hell, Athens did it in the 5th century B.C.E.!
“Speaking” of Athens: By picking on smaller nations, it proved to the world that it was a superpower, not a country to mess with! Using pre-emptive warfare, it finally bite off more than it chew: Sparta put Athens in its place!
The United States, under the Bush administration, is headed down that same path. Will it be Iran or North Korea?
But somebody in the administration has read history: As a means of job security, s/he has advised the powers-that-be (not the president) that war will do the trick!

(3rd, About 8:10 A.M.) With Hillary Clinton rumored to be running for president in 2008, she is – unwittingly? – damaging the chances of the Democrats in 2004, and saying that George W. Bush will win re-election in 2004! Would not a Democratic winner seek another term in 2008?
Will you be too old in 2012, Ms. Clinton?
If the United States keeps embarking on this war policy, a country or an alliance of countries will decide that the U.S. is a threat to the security of the world, and must be stopped. It is not far-fetched that the United States will provide the spark for World War III!

(acerca de 8:33 A.M.) The United States Constitution is a legal contract between the federal government and the citizen. However, as with all contracts, they are only as good as the signees are! Any contract doesn’t mean “diddly squat,” and is just used for convenience.
Instead of a civil rights violation, though, why not a breach of contract legal action?
About forty minutes of THE NEWSHOUR WITH JIM LEHRER (5:30-6:26 P.M., P.B.S.) yesterday evening came in this room. And you know what: The Iraqis are blaming everything that happens in Iraq – even occurrance unrelated to the occupation – on the Americans and coalition forces. Is that any worse than the United States assuming that all arabs and muslins are terrorists? Or white Americans thinking all Black Americans are drug dealers and pimps or worse?
I still haven’t figured out the significance of “Romeo and Juliet” to the second story in THE TWILIGHT ZONE (8-9:0 P.M., U.P.N.). There has to be a connection to the school violence of the story line: There was just too many reference to it (“Romeo and Juliet”)! Especially the death scene in the play, including Mercutio.
As we all know, Pablo Picasso created “Guernica” for the Spanish civil war. Well, one of the characters of the first story in THE TWILIGHT ZONE was a gang member nick named “Picasso” due to his street paintings. “Picasso” artistic motif is the creation of gang warfare: Civil war, if you will. Again, should I turn to semiotics?

(acerca de 9:25 A.M.) You “gotta” laugh at it! Here people are, suing McDonald’s for making them fat; taking legal action against cigarette companies for not revealing to them what should have been obvious; mis-applying “depression” to whenever they are in a sad mood; etc. It all “boils” down to people denying responsibility for their actions. Yet how many times do these same people get bent out of shape when a defendant in court yells, “The devil made me do it!” or “I was on drugs at the time: It is the drug’s fault, not mine!”? Sooner or later a terrorist will be absolved of guilt by claiming s/he was “fo___” into terrorism by some psychical “demon”! And who knows, the further “we” investigate the genome, the more likely is the possibility that “crime” could well be DNA-driven!

(acerca de 5:20 P.M.) Month VII “won” the first round: The mid-80°’s (F) and an overload of Shine is preparing the area for the big bash tomorrow. At least I think Month VII has been given control of the 4th of July! It remains to be seen!
In response to all the sniper attacks and continue casualties in Iraq, George W. Bush issued a challenge: Something like “Bring it on!” I ask you, is that anyway for the guy that occupies the White House to behave? It makes one proud to be an American!

(acerca de 6:55 P.M.) It’s amazing! The Bush administration doesn’t deny that the tax cut it gave was aimed at the weathy!
George W. Bush is raising money for his re-election campaign, “head over heels”! The weathy are paying up to $2000 to have lunch with him.
Hummm! Methinks I “see” a connection there! It is as if Bush is “legally” embezzling the federal budget for his own use! What, did George W. Bush realize the surplus in the late-1990’s and decide that it should be used as a career-enhancer for his political ambitions?
After discussion with Joyce (not on her orders as she and David say) I put the lawn mower underneath Olene McHafey’s carport (due to the heat of the interior of the shed – if 90° [F] outside, it must reach 125° [F] inside the shed – I decided to “store” the gasoline and lawn mower behind the shed). I was going to moved it back to its place behind the shed when I got off this afternoon. But granny nagged and nagged this morning and to shut her up I returned the “gobbler” then. For some reason that I can’t figure out, granny has been overly concerned about the lawn mower every since I put it in Olene’s carport earlier this week!
While sitting at the table with David and talking, granny, standing to my right (if I had been “center” to David, which I wasn’t, I was, along with the chair [nearest the carport], turned to the right) asked me why I had reacted to her “request” as I did (I had “stormed” out of the house, yelling something about her nagging). I told her that I had planned on moving the lawn mower when I got in. But she said that won’t be until 4:00 P.M., and Olene will probably be here by that time.
Well, guess what, ladies and gentlemen: Olene isn’t here! I’m sure that is the reason that granny is ignoring me! Plus the fact that I don’t seem affected – which I’m not – one way or the other by her attempt at control!
Granny had suggested that my mood had not suited her of late, and I was not to talk to her that way anymore! Which is funny: For I don’t want to talk to her in any way!
Granny is like so many other people: If you empower them, they will abuse the power, as Bishop Tutu of South Africa said about the United States. Granny is a perfect example of someone that has no idea how to use power! What was Mack Wilson thinking when he married a woman like granny? What’s even worse, I would have repeated the mistake by marrying Anita Matlow!

(acerca de 8:04 P.M.) I feared it would come down to this! I juggle “cascade” so rapidly, that my “fountain” juggling balks at the speed whenever I shift from a “cascade” to a “Fountain”! I just can’t seem to match the speed! But don’t worry: I know just how to fix the problem! Only it may take a while!
A pair of green trousers covered my lower body today. The garment was intact when I went to work. However, to my surprise I discovered that a rather large hole had “developed” on the left butt area, displaying my underwear-clad ass! Later in the afternoon, I pushed my underwear up towards the crack in my buttocks so that only skin would show. Then I weeded up by the entrance to the cosmatology department (the [north] side door of the administration building), hoping that one or more of the females students would come by for a look. Unfortunately, though, I was too late: Class had already adjourned for the day!
Would I have gotten into trouble? My status is not that great to begin with, at CACC! And all for the sake of women seeing part of my ass! What was I thinking? That’s the problem: I wasn’t!

(4th, About 8:13 A.M.) Two centuri , one score, and seven years “ago our fathers brought forth . . . conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.”
Yeah, right!
During Humor and the American Mind class (summer 1998) at FSU, the instructor (Neil Jumonville) discussed the sense of humor of Abraham Lincoln and the contribution he made to American humor. Even though the Gettysburg address is officially a serious document, it takes a comedian to have recited it with a “straight face”! Especially the part about “government of the people, by the people, for the people”!
If for no other reason, Abraham Lincoln should be honored as one of the greater presidents in the history of the United States solely due to the fact that he was able to “pull the wool over people’s eyes” and make them believe that the Gettysburg address was serious literature! Why, Aristophanes would have killed for the poem!

(acerca de 8:33 A.M.) Here is an “extract” from my notes. At the time I wrote it (4-5 weeks ago) I probably had something in mind. Although now I don’t have a clue to what I was referring! Not wanting to be seen for what s/he is, a person will look at only the “disability.” I can see the falseness in people. Hence, they avoid me.
I usually restructure the note before I submit it to my journal. But the above may provide you with a clearer idea of my state of mind at the time that I jotted down the note. Apparently something happened at work that unnerved me! Which is common for CACC!
Do you realize that to the American Indian, Andrew Jackson was a Saddam Hussein? The Trail of Tears was on par with the chemical warfare Saddam unleashed on the Shiites in 1991!

(acerca de 9:00 A.M.) Bill began his Independence Day 11-day vacation a week ago yesterday. Leslie “took off” from CACC. Kayla has been sick. If you’re wondering why I have been able to watch THE NEWSHOUR WITH JIM LEHRER (5:30-6:25 P.M., P.B.S.) now you know. Although I only saw about forty-seven minutes of the program yesterday.
Later in the evening I watched SOUTH PARK (8:30-9:00 P.M., Comedy Central). To me, the satire presented on this show is as intellectually stimulating as anything featured on P.B.S.! Although I may be trying to rationalize my “addiction” to it!
The best defense is a good offense, I have been told. It follows, then, that the only defense against terrorism is a “thick layer” of democracy in this country, something it has yet to have! Racism, homophobia, “Islam-phobia,” pronouncing guilt on a person solely because the television news announces and/or shows her/his arrest: All these things weaken the fabric of democracy and make it easier for terrorists to infiltrate. The many measures taken by the government: They are only measures that 9/11 found wanting, and have nothing to do with any future terrorist attacks!
This “monkeying” with the cival rights of suspected terrorists, and “pre-emptive” spying on its own citizens: Both will come back to haunt the Bush administration in the not-to-distance future!
All the anti-terrorism programs being carried out: They are all geared to instill peace of mind, and are mainly for psychological purposes. America is vulnerable and it knows it on an unconscious level but refuse to acknowledge it! And who can blame it? The fact that there is an “unseen” force out there and nothing “we” can do can protect “us”! In a way, one must feel sorry for the Bush administration.
Damn, what am I saying? Feel sorry for the Bush administration? I don’t think so! Not when it is the cause of the attacks!

(acerca de 10:07 A.M.) Before I went to work yesterday, I had a discussion with David at the kitchen table: He was eating “brunch,” sitting at the north end of the table, while I was directly opposite. I had asked him about his meeting Wednesday evening with Bonnie of Channel 42.
The interview was, in reality, a critique of his weather reporting: Bonnie criticized his “finger-pointing.” For a while I was confused as to what “finger-pointing” was! Was there a “Finger-Pointing 101” in broadcasting school? But then I realized that “finger-pointing” referred to the angle of the body in relation to the camera, whether full body, ½ body, or ¾ turn. Bonnie is the type that believes in pointing over her shoulder, and always standing “straight on” (full body) to the camera.
But that is selling yourself, not aiming the viewer’s attention to the weather graphics.
Television reporting, whether news, sports, or weather, should be presented as though the reporter is in the room and carrying on a “semi-casual” conversation with the viewer. The policy of Channel 42 is to be more formal with the viewers: Chit chat among the reporters is not allowed. But often times it is the chit chat that endears the reporter(s) to the viewers. Bonnie insist that Channel 42’s policies are “professional.” But Channel 42 is at the bottom of the Birmingham television market, so maybe it should re-consider its policies!
Bonnie also told David that she saw no reason for dis-ruption of programming for severe weather coverage, especially if the area involved is “far” from Birmingham and Jefferson County.
Basically David has been hired to do “fill-in” weather reporting. Hey, it’s a job! While driving me to work Wednesday, David told me that if he isn’t hired by Channel 42, he’__ will do something else. A stoic lifestyle/mind-set that I have always tried to follow. But as I told David, people – especially granny – encourage a person to adopt such a philosophy, but then call that person lazy and shiftless if s/he does!

(acerca de 11:14 A.M.) As I told David (and later Joyce, who came for me with the car in order to get me to work), I didn’t want to sound like a misogymist, but it sounded to be that Bonnie’s opinion of James Span (Channel 33/40), Jerry Tracy (Channel 13), and David Neal (Channel 6) was – and is – gender-based: She feels that it is sexism by men that she, as a female, is not the top of the heap. This is all too common among women!
So I suppose in a way it was only natural that women, much more benefitted by affirmative action than African Americans, brought the complaints against the University of Michigan: It was seen as unfair that others would out-affirmative action them and jump ahead! For you see, it isn’t equality women seek: It is the hegemony!

(acerca de 1:2_ P.M.) It seems to me that the female that played the “teacher” in the second episode of Wednesday evening’s TWILIGHT ZONE was an ersatz Michelle Pfiffer: The same type (blonde), the same style of acting. It was obvious that the producer(s) wanted Pfiffer but couldn’t afford her services, so s/he/they went with someone who is Michelle Pfiffer-ish.
This “teacher” sacrificed herself so that the student could live. Romeo and Juliet unknowingly gave their lives so that the Montagues and the Capulets would end the family feud.
Isn’t it interesting what I can come up with if I try?

(acerca de 2:26 P.M.) If I was to publically preach anti-democratic rhetoric, I would be jailed for treason! But if an “accepted” organized religion does such, it is rewarded with a tax-free status! There’s something wrong with that policy!
“Thun-Dar” roared several times. However, the upper-80°’s (F) didn’t bulge: The latter is well-aware that the former’s bark is worse than its bite!
So it looks as if Month VI and VII have joint custody of the day. That may be the best thing: The best of each!

(acerca 9:59 P.M.) As I said, Month VI and Month VII alternated duty: Rain and Overcast had turns at speaking. Wind was wild at times.
However, I still was able to mow Olene’s back yard, at the same time Thun-Dar was singing.
A good bit of Olene’s back yard is under the command of weed-eater. And Weed-eater won’t be visiting until Sunday.

(acerca de 10:5_ P.M. We must stop meeting this way! It is causing too much of a mood swing!
It was my high school campaign for S.G.A. treasurer. One of my posters read: “Does England has a fourth of July? Yes, also a 5th and 6th!” It was pointed out to me that it should be “Does England have . . . “ instead of “Does England has . . .”.
Of course this is not why I lost the “race”! There were just too many factors arrayed against me! But bad grammer was – is – inexcusable in a high schooler, no matter the grade!

(5th, About 8:02 A.M.) What a horrible week it has been! Not at all unlike any other week! It just so happened that I more aware than usual this week, and therefore saw with my own eyes how things stand.
Take Monday for instance: Due to the rain I was pulling duty in the book store (or was it Tuesday?). Using the travel caddy, I served as “Speedy Delivery.” Two of my “stops” were computer and the school of nursing. With the former, I “trucked” several to the computer lab. The boxes were specifically for Dorie Bowen, a computer “expect” at CACC. The short, rotund female was “monitoring” the students (as I had discussed with Joyce on the way to or from work, this woman is 5’2” both ways!). When I started to unload, I was told to take the boxes to Dorie’s office. Not knowing exactly where that was, I pushed the caddy to a connecting suite of offices. The general area was correct, but I still hadn’t chosen the right desk (there were 3-4 “open areas” where desks were located).
Soon the “monitor” tapped me on the left (?) shoulder, under the impression that my hearing lost was affecting my judgement. I was directed to the appropriate desk.
As for the nursing school, well, when I finally made it over there, Melanie Bolton, the assistant provost whose office is in the building, was in the nursing office (the first door on your right after entering both sets of doors, from the front entrance [the end facing the library]). She was facing the door. Dr. Bolton, younger than me, directed me to deliver the shipment to an area to the “rear” of the office.
Am I always as “disoriented” as I was Monday (or Tuesday)? Or did it happen to be just one of those days?
One can only hope that all those that celebrating the Fourth of July yesterday (and we had hot dogs) was celebrating what’s to come rather than the shameful, poor example of democracy. As if you didn’t know it, 1776 wasn’t the creation of democracy: It was the year that Democracy, for some strange reason, chose the United States of America as a home. She has been housecleaning ever since. There still remains much to be done before the House meets Democracy’s standards.
July 4, 2003, is – or should be – a celebration of July 4, 2004. For the latter date is the actual birth date of America!

(acerca de 8:48 A.M.) Allow me to “break” from my description of the week ending today, to transfer a note to this journal: What did Anita Matlow tell Joyce over the telephone (It was the fall of 1998; the house was on North Dellview Drive. Anita had dared to tell my sister about me! I called her bluff and dialed Joyce’s number for her.)! What did Joyce tell Leslie? Don’t sit there and tell me she (Joyce) didn’t, because I can tell by Leslie’s reaction to me!
But who cares?

(acerca de 9:48 A.M.) Why do I care if Steve Holts thinks I can only survive by associating with my mother? Believe it or not, I actually allowed that thought to put me in a negative mood yesterday evening! I recalled the Christmas Cards address to “Mrs. Wilson and Phillip.” It is pathetic that people like Steve and Mary Holt are able to “mood me out”!
As it is with The Shepard’s Flock of the First United Methodist Church: Most likely the members of that “losers” club think that I resigned my Methodist Church membership in order to be with my “mommy.” But as I said, The Shepard’s Flock is a bunch of pathetic losers!

(acerca de 10:14 A.M.) Since Kayla was - is – here yesterday evening, the only television I saw was in the Family Room. Among the many shows coming from that set was the game show CRAM. In this episode, a couple has to match the faces of the current Supreme Court Justices to their names. One of the names is “John Stevens.” I made the comment to Joyce, David, and granny that I didn’t know who John Stevens is (“Who is John Stevens?”). The fact that Joyce knew who he was – the host told her – but I didn’t took my emotional stability to where I don’t like it to go! Later, though, I realized that I have always ___ “John Stevens” referred to as “John Paul Stevens” or “Paul Stevens.” But of all things to affect me: The United States Supreme Court! And on CRAM nonetheless!
Was it really sibling rivalry that did me in? Probably so!

(acerca de 10:37 A.M.) A 71 or 72-year old man, flying a home-made airplane, crashed in Lincoln, AL, either yesterday or Thursday, and died. The man was not from Lincoln. But that is beside the point: David stated to me that the man was too old to be flying. I said not necessarily so.
I did not state this to David, but the man died doing what he liked. Or to look at it from another angle, flying “bonded” with the man, but was a “false friend,” “a wolf in sheep’s clothing,” “a devil in disguise,” whatever you want to call flying. It lured him to his death, Its plan all along!
Wouldn’t it be nice to be with a circus again, I tell myself at times, but a circus without all the “anti-social behavior” that one is subjected to. Though I wonder: Can there be a circus without all the sub-human lifestyle? Isn’t that what makes a circus and not trapeze, clowns, etc? I’m sure that even Cirque du Soleil is full of “preter-normal” behavior!
Of course, CACC does, also! And what place doesn’t?

(acerca de 11:04 A.M.) No doubt I’m repeating myself, but when Mike and Linda were up here last Fall, Linda was telling David or Leslie (I overheard the “lecture”) that it was a whole different world relating to one’s grandchildren then it is to one’s children. Of course it is: Most grandparents carry a sense of guilt about their dysfunctional parenting! They try to undo what they did the, as they call it, “second time around”! Especially a person like Linda!
With all the unreal drama of the Catholic Church, it is only natural that a phoney like Linda Hipkins become a part of it!
Rain has sent Must to refresh the area after the assault on it yesterday. And with July 4th being the unofficial New Year’s Day, Rain wants to start 228 nicely!

(acerca de 12:07 P.M.) As did a lot of people, there was a time when I was addicted to the novels of Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. There is one in particular that is critical (not poking fun; there’s a difference) of the availability of Ph.D.’s, that one can get a Ph.D. in Playground Supervision! Well, guess what: One can earn a Ph.D. in Recreation from most universities! And a Ph.D. in Recreation is awfully similar to a Ph.D. in Playground Supervision!
David and I were discussing such earlier, as he seriously considers graduate school at the University of Mississippi.
Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., came to the University of Alabama in the Fall of 1994, or the Spring of 1995, to lecture. I was acquainted with that fact, but had had it “slip” my mind on the evening of Mr. Vonnegut’s visit. The next day Mike Letcher and somebody else talking about the lecture, I asked Mike why he let me forget Mr. Vonnegut’s presentation. I’m sure it came across as if I was Mike’s secret lover!
However, Mike did tell me that Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. lectures as he writes: Satirically!

(acerca de 12:5_ P.M.) It’s more likely that we Americans should celebrate on July 4, 2003, what has happened since July 5, 2002, to strengthen democracy, including the recent Supreme Court decisions upholding non-race-based affirmative action and striking down a ban on same-sex sex. For, in humans’ reckoning of time, it’s “inch by inch, row by row” in the development of democracy, a speed that is about normal from the perspective of Time.
It was on Valley View (?) Drive in Birmingham (Homewood?), AL, in the, I don’t know, mid-1980’s? that Steve Holt, while driving in the van (orange), announced to Mary and me that each generation becomes a little less racist.
Valley View Drive is the street that “runs” south of Red Mountain, the location of Channel 13, Channel 6, and Channel 42. It was late afternoon or early evening. Steve was driving, Mary was in the passenger seat, and I was aseated on a back less chair/stool in the middle and a little behind Steve and Mary.

(acerca de 1:52 P.M.) I remember sitting in the Holt Home in East Lake (Birmingham) twenty or so years ago and stating it was my opinion that one book (or one painting) doesn’t make an artist, that s/he must be able to “do it again.” That it was easy to have a “fluke” of one book (or one painting). I was severely criticized for my believe, being told by Steve that some people only have one book (or painting) in them.
I have been intimidated into thinking that I had been wrong, that Steve and Mary were right, that I should listen to them. I was not fit to have my own opinion.
Way later than most people, I found out that “friends” like Steve and Mary were as responsible for my inferiority, insecurity complex as granny is!
This morning, in looking over David’s GRE study guide, I came upon a sample essay-builder pertaining to the judging of an artist’s value from one book or her/his collected work. Obviously, a good many people hold the opinion that I expressed to Steve and Mary years ago! Whether or not I still believe that way is not the issue: It’s that Steve and Mary deliberately do damage on people! Ask me again why I have disavowed organized religion!

(acerca de 3:20 P.M.) Damn those little bastards! Do you know how amoebas reproduce? By cloning, for heaven’s sake! They “play God”!
Month VI allowed Month VII to control the 4th of July. But now It is resuming Its hegemony: Even though the mid-80°’s (F) are mediating the “cease-fire,” Rain plays a major role on this day after! Seems like the 4th of July wasn’t Independence Day for Month VII after all!
The only “good” thing about this week is that Thursday, after work, I helped David compose a letter to his perspective advisor at the University of Mississippi (“M-i-crooked letter-crooked letter-i-crooked letter-crooked letter-i-hump back-hump back-i) concerning a teaching assistantship. It was as if I was tutoring my nephew! Whether he is forwarding the re-constructed letter is another matter: His mother may have “insisted” that he send the original. But at least I left a “mark” on him that I hope will be long-lasting, and will eventually gain precedence over his mother!
Please don’t think that I am competing with Joyce! I really don’t care which version he submits to Ole Miss!

(acerca de 5:37 P.M.) “It is ‘playing God’ to clone a sheep!”
“Then it if ‘playing God’ to genetically alter pork to make it less fatty!”
Bill (Reeves) didn’t actually say the first, but I no doubt that he believes that way!
Early this afternoon when Bill and Leslie finally came for Kayla – It was around 1:00 when she went home – there were videos of people eating Bar-b-cue pork ribs, along with commercial for bar-b-cue sause, on television. Leslie was in Joyce’s room talking with her. Bill was sitting in the rocking arm chair. David was at his computer. I was on the couch. I made the comment, in regards to pork, that one might as well take a gun to one’s head, that pork if 80% fat. Bill asked rhetorically, “You must not have eaten pork lately!”. “Pork is pork!”, I stated. What Bill was suggesting was that pork was leaner nowadays. It it is, it isn’t pure pork, but a mixture. So Bill thinks he is eating pork! He, along with many males, consider it “manly” to eat pork!

(acerca de 6:33 P.M.) As I was mowing some more of my “assigned” area, young Colton Veazey was shooting off fireworks in the street. I was cursing him under my breath, and thinking how his parents may teach him not to play with matches (which I doubt they do) but let the child ignite fireworks. The parents are the type of people that will try to sue the makers of the fireworks if the child is hurt!
But alas, my cursing was heard “on high”: Not long afterwards Rain let loose a round of pellets!
Colton was saved from harm. The fireworks manufacturer was spared legal action. My gosh, Rain, You have been more helpful than You thought! Or did You plan all three?

(6th, About 7:49 A.M.) Did I ever tell you that I remember dreaming yesterday morning? However, I didn’t have the privlege this morning: Sure I dreamed, as I do each and every night! I just don’t remember doing so! As for remembering what I dreamed: Why that’s a burden, not a privilege!
In ancient Greek and Roman Theatre History in the Spring of 1999 at FSU, selected “books” of Homer’s “Iliad” were studied. But the final “book” – Book XXIV? - was not one of the chosen. It’s this last “book” that presents the humanity of Archilles: Priam seeks the body of his son Hector in order to bury him. Archilles can’t resist Priam, so much like his own father.
This Book XXIV (?) is the literary balance “The Iliad” needs: Without it the epic wouldn’t be the masterpiece that it is!
The death of Romeo and Juliet is usually seen as the culmination for William Shakespeare’s play “Romeo and Juliet.” But people forget that the play is about the tragic resolution of a family feud. Romeo and Juliet dies so that others may live. There is perfect balance in “Romeo and Juliet”: The relationship between verse-talking characters and prose-speaking ones, the time given to each location, etc, as well as the role of Romeo and Juliet!
Story #2 in TWILIGHT ZONE last Wednesday is the first time that the “real” ending to “Romeo and Juliet” is “play up”! Unless one rewrites the play, that handshake by the Montagues and the Capulets across the bodies of Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet is the only true-to-Shakespeare ending that there can be!

(acerca de 8:30 A.M.) The comic strip “Born Loser,” as reprinted in “The Daily Home” on July 4, 2003, is a humorous reminder that women are a force to be reckoned with, that their intelligence should not be under rated. The comic strip uses the “girls are more intelligent than boys” argument, but one has only to look around her or him to see examples of the falsity of such a declaration: In my own case I turn your attention to Anita Matlow, Mary Holt, Barbara Camillo, etc.
Intelligence respects no gender: Some women are smarter than men, some men are smarter than women! It is sexist to state categorically that “Women are more intelligent than men,” no matter who said it: Women or men!
In 1998 Talmadge Guilliard, the elderly drunk that I “baby sitted,” declared one day that “women are smarter than men.” But he was subtly responding to President Clinton and First Lady Hillary Clinton: Many people, including Democrats, swore that Ms. Clinton was the real brains of the political partnership. And maybe she was, and is!
Women “refuse” to recognize men’s rights to custody of children, and to abortion decisions, claiming that men didn’t spend nine months in agony “carrying” the child. Well, unless I’m mistaken, men can’t have babies! Now I ask you: Is it a sign of superior intelligence for women hold men responsible for something beyond their control? Women are “playing God” by denying the male’s “connection” to the child or children that he fathered!

(acerca de 9:59 A.M.) If the parents were the only contributors to the future life of a person, I would half-way agree that cloning is wrong! But the parents, in reality, are not by any means the sole factors that influence a person’s development: There’s friends, the school, the church, etc. Like it or not, there are many non-family external variables “molding” a child. So what’s the big deal about cloning? Cloning would only take “parents” out of the equation. This may be hard to accept, but in many cases the parents are the least influencial contributors: There would still be friends, school, the church, etc, even if the child is a clone!
From about 7:35 to about 8:36 yesterday evening, I was in the audience at the John F. Kennedy Library in Boston, MA, via C-Span, as Bill Clinton spoke and answered questions. It was an event from June 2_, 2003. He encouraged post-50 journal-keeping.
What I don’t know far exceeds what I do know. So I can’t be “picky” about my sources. It was, therefore, only natural that I would watch The History Channel from 9:00 to 10:00 yesterday evening: The series MYSTERIES OF THE ANCIENT WORLD presented a survey of Spartacus, the Roman slave that transformed himself into a military “genius.” If I had seen the commercial film SPARTACUS starring Kurt Douglas, when it came out I wouldn’t have been “in the dark” about Spartacus all these years! A fictional movie, historical speculation: Is there really a difference? A lots of time, in fact, the former is a more accurate account of a long-ago era!

(acerca de 10:51 A.M.) “Then one of the males (fruit flies) move towards a female and pulls his _ _ _” . . . wiener to one side and shows it to her.
Well, the article doesn’t exactly “say” that – “Animal Attraction,” “National Geographic,” July 2003 – but the author hints at it on page 46!
The author, Virginia Moull, also circumlocutes that most female animals are in the market for “a good fucker”!
In his appearance at the Kennedy Library, Bill Clinton suggested that everybody over 50 years of age keep a diary and/or document their life. In writing his own memoirs, the former president also warned that re-inspecting the past can be painful.
Truer words were never spoken!
If Homo Sapien would only resign her-or himself to the fact that s/he is an animal, perhaps s/he wouldn’t behave so bestially!

(acerca de 11:30 A.M.) Bill Clinton hinted that the times make genius, not anything the person does. That’s why one must analyze the social and economic atmosphere that surrounds a record, a novel, etc, in order to really understand it. I remember telling Andrea Carr (Jewell) exactly that (well, sort of) in 1984 or 1986: I was a passenger in the car she was driving for Carson and Barnes Circus. We had stopped for fuel. Andrea and I had been discussing The Beatles, the rock group. I “explained” to her that The Beatles’ recordings really couldn’t be separated from the 1960’s, and “updated.”
Maybe I was wrong about The Beatles, but most of those One-Hit Wonders were victims of their time!
There is a song, “Tallahatchee Bridge,” recorded (and written) by Bobbie Gentry more than thirty years ago. It “tells” how one family deals with tragedy in a matter-of-fact, go-about-your-business way. By so doing, the tragedy is made more tragic, due to the contrast.
In the same way, the mannerist artist Jacopo Tintoretto constructed “Crucifixion” and “The Last Supper”: In both cases, people are going about their everyday lives, only casually aware of the “importance” of what is going on. In such a way, Tintoretto is saying that earth-shattering events happen around people all the time, but people pay them no mind. The crucifixion and the last supper are not unique to Christianity, but happens in all religions. In this sense Tintoretto was an early advocate of religious tolerance.
At least that’s how I see it! Plus the fact that manneristic painting was a “satire” on Renaissance art!

(acerca de 2:02 P.M.) As for the science of painting during the Mannerism period – color of paint, light and shadow, brush strokes, etc – I will leave that to the art historians. From the viewpoint of a humanist and former clown, however, I can’t help but see Mannerism, as presented by Tintoretto, as poking fun at the holier-than-thou atitude of Leonardo d’ Vinci (“The Last Supper”), as if to say, “Don’t make Jesus out to be some prude that the Roman authorities sanctioned.” They didn’t! It wasn’t until much later that Jesus was made “holy”!
I remember reading about the role of clowns in the American Indian culture: One case in particular, the clown would piss in the holy water (a stream or river) in order to bring the worshippers “back down to earth”! Might not that be the purpose of Mannerism? You must admit, the Renaissance was becoming too “unnatural” in religion!
To an extent, Mannerism was iconoclastic.
Drizzle invaded the day. But that didn’t prevent me from clearing mud from the drainage ditch in front of “Orleans’” drive way, as well as mowing some more yard. And I de-orderized Deah, too! The mid-80°’s were very nice about removing the wetness from her.
Phoebus is back on the job now, however. Thankfully, Its day will be short: Otherwise, It and Drizzle would surely make life miserable for us!

(acerca de 4:56 P.M.) Two comments about Ronnie Harkins: Why was he so concerned that the person hired to take over Brian’s position at CACCA, permanently, be a holder of a Master’s degree? He doesn’t have one, and, for some unexplainable reason, he is a dean! Hell, I’m more qualified for the Dean of Financial Affairs position than he is!
When Joyce gave Ronnie the Key to the book store after my abrupt and unfair dismissal, he didn’t return it to Hazel. Was he afraid that Hazel would issue it to me, and he didn’t want that to happen? After all, my “job” is only a sinecure: God forbid if I actually had access to anything!

(7th, About 7:55 A.M.) I remember the Cold and that It affected my mental activity. I also remember “cutting up” a blanket to challenge Cold. And guess what: Blanket won!
If not for my clothing situation, I sure wouldn’t had gone to Wal-Mart with Joyce and granny! But with Kayla accompanying us (had she been sent for the gods to light a fire under granny’s ass?) the ___ weren’t as long and painful as previous times!
Two pair of pants (trousers); one container of flea powder: Including the $4.93 tax, my purchase came to $66.60.
Did you know that Wal-Mart no longer officially discriminates against gay employees? It was announced a week or so ago that homosexuality was no longer a bar to promotion. Given Wal-Mart’s labor relations, I suppose it had to do something!

(acerca de 8:20 A.M.) That history course that I “took” at F.S.U. in the Spring of 1999, included a study of Franklin Roosevelt and his family. Dr. Conner, the instructor, “lectured” the class on gossip about the personal lives of FDR and his wife Eleanor, as well as the dog Falla: In fact one of the questions on the Final exam was about what Dr. Conner had told us about Falla being found at a movie theatre in Washington, D.C., on many occasions.
Valerie Conner also told about Eleanor Roosevelt and her female secretary (?), a Stockley (?). The secretary was known to be a lesbian. Mrs. Roosevelt didn’t care, but the relationship between the two never got beyond employer-secretary, supposively. And even if it had, what difference did it make? Why even bring the rumor up at all? What was Dr. Conner doing? Is she that pathetic as a teacher that the only way she can “sell” the course is with innuendoes?
But I must admit that I was wondering about the relationship!
Joyce let it be known, during balloon volley ball yesterday evening, that Doug Sterns, the United States history instructor at CACC, whose course is a part of her curriculum, told Joyce’s class that Eleanor Roosevelt was gay. Now he had no business saying that: It has no bearing on anything! And even if it did, it’s only anti-Eleanor Roosevelt rhetoric from her enemies, due to the fact that she was the most active First Lady up to that time!
Granny criticizes Eleanor Roosevelt’s involvement with civil rights issues and the fact that the latter assited poor African Americans in North Alabama. But granny’s “disgust” is to be expected!
Imagine what will come out of Doug Sterns mouth if he discusses the Stonewall Riots of 1969, the raid on the gay bar in New York City!
If only I could remove Mr. Sterns from teaching!

(acerca de 9:20 A.M.) While drinking a home-made chocolate milk shake yesterday afternoon, I watched THE MCLAUGHLIN GROUP (3-3:27 P.M., P.B.S.). The show has yet to “inspire” me.
Kayla came home with Joyce after the latter’s English 102 class let out for the day at 5:00 P.M. It was about 5:21 when Joyce and Kayla arrived. Kayla was excited to see me, and that she was going to Wal-Mart.
While Joyce and granny (or should I say granny #2 and granny #1?) were grocery shopping, Kayla “volunteered” to “escort” me throughout Wal-Mart (I had completed my shopping). Was the child bored with the slow pace of shopping that Joyce and granny was doing, or was the child actually eager to be with me?
It was around 8:40 P.M., when Bill finally came for Kayla (the Wal-Mart trip had come to a close around 7:50 P.M.). I decided to check out the newest incarnation of MYSTERY! on P.B.S. – it had started at 8:00 – but I didn’t feel comfortable with the dilatory turn-in.
A “live” show from inside the Great Pyramid (Kufu’s) on the National Geographic Channel was interesting, but too “sophomorish,” as if for those with a lot of time on their hands, and not knowledge because Knowledge is deserving.
THE PRACTICE (9-10:00 P.M., A.B.C.) was inter-rupted after about twenty minutes when I was put into the balloon volley ball game. But I am at the point where I want to “try my hand” at comparing my “ending” with the actual ending.

(acerca de 10:48 A.M.) There is a young female “anchor” with NBC 13 named Elizabeth Artez (?). In my opinion she is a very attractive woman. Joyce doesn’t think so.
Valerie Carter, an African American female “anchor” at ABC 33/40, wears a crucifix around her neck. I was told that the station didn’t allow such sectarian displays. It may be the best thing to have happened to me, since Deah prevented my return to a circus, that ABC 33/40 ignores my pleas for work! Although I do wonder how that organization gets by with what it obviously does!
As I told David and Joyce, Valerie Carter “comes across” as having a smart-ass atitide! Yesterday evening when Joyce claimed her race keeps Ms. Carter as an “anchor” – Valerie Carter is an awful reader of the prompter – I denied it. But I have a feeling that I’m naivé to believe race isn’t a factor in Ms. Carter’s employment status!
One of the Birmingham television stations – Fox 6? – features a reporter that presents a “normal” appearance, as if she is the “girl next door” telling the viewer about what happened down the street. Apparently the station is hoping that the “bond” established between the viewers and “one of us” will improve its ratings!

(acerca de 4:47 P.M.) I was on my way to Allen’s Food Mart, this afternoon, to buy a pack of cigarettes. As I got about 75 feet from the store, I removed a dollar bill and three quarters from my left pocket. Shortly afterwards, though, I dropped a quarter in the grass. Cigarettes are $1.61, so I went down on my hands and knew in search of the 25¢ piece.
Soon a paper picker-upper (a young female) came to see what I was doing. I explained about the loss: She gave me a quarter, obviously thinking I was a pathetic fool who needed the money for something to eat.
I suppose my desperation was noticable!
Well, anyway, I bought my cigarettes for $1.61.
Do you know that the price per pack for inexpensive cigarettes at the convenient store at the intersection of Highway 280 and 1st Street is now $1.59 (without tax)? The management addicted people and then raised the price! Instead of legal action against the tobacco companies, why not sue places like that convenient store for involuntary addiction?

(acerca de 5:55 P.M.) How incredible! Sandra Williams, the advisor for CACC’s Student Government Association and a worker with Talent Search, has both an A.A. and an A.A.S. from Central Alabama Community College. Amazing? I mean, not that I reported such to you, but that you read about it!
As Hazel commented when I told her (I was in the book store the whole of my work shift; I was reading the College Catalogue to relieve boredom), Sandra actually listed both degrees.
I later found out from Joyce that only a course beyond A.A. will get you the additional degree, A.A.S. So why not go for the two degrees?
Several times the lower-90°’s (F) came close to doing me in this afternoon! But each time I backed away: When my head began to “collect pain,” I knew that Phoebus and Heat were about to execute the coup de grace!
Maybe I should “book store” it more! That way I can hid from Phoebus and Heat! One sure can’t count on Rain!

(8th, About 5:43 A.M.) I use to wonder how two religions – the Catholics and Protestants in Ireland, the Jews and Moslems in the Middle East, etc – can fight. Is it really religion or gang warfare? As Abdul-Baha of the Baha’i Faith reputedly stated, “If religion is the source of strife, it is better to do without it!”
With the United States becoming more and more multi-cultural, there will be more and more “non-christian” religion. Please don’t be naivé like me: The likelihood of a religious war or religious wars within this century is exceedingly high! Hell, there was already a suggestion that a person not be allowed to sue to have a public display of the Ten Commandments removed!
The “jihad” against Islam – for the Moslems were and are correct if the war on Iraq was, indeed, a war on Islam – is just the beginning! But I am referring to religious wars within the borders of this country.
Before Joyce left for class Sunday afternoon around 12:30 – in fact as she was headed for the door – she “threw” a cynical comment to David, who was sitting at the kitchen table, on the north end (I was opposite), something about him not doing anything so nobody will do anything for him.
Yesterday afternoon when Kayla was over here, granny “mouthed” something to me about David, while I was in the kitchen. I was in this room, earlier, writing. When I rejoined the “family,” Kayla was in tears, and was resting her head on the kitchen table. What I understand happened was that one of the long thin balloons bursted in Kayla’s grasp. I don’t know what David said or did, but granny gave him the silent treatment.
Later, while David was at his computer, Joyce approached him (standing on his left) and “accused” him of thinking himself Number One and expecting everyone to do for him. When David verbally denied the accusations as his mother had turned left to walk away, Joyce said something like, “You act like it!”
Unemployment does horrible things to a person!

(acerca de 12:42 P.M.) Holding the world, straining from the effort, Atlas cried out to the passing Hercules: “Hey, H__, scratch my balls, will you?”
“Fuck you, man!”
“Ah, come on, they itch?”
“Who cares? You scratch ‘em!”
“But I have this heavy weight on my shoulders!”
“I’ll take the load while you scratch your god-damn balls!”
So Atlas transferred the world to the shoulders of Hercules. But instead of scratching his “balls,” Atlas ran off, saying over his shoulder, “You stupid cock sucker! You fell for that old trick!” Hercules shouted after Atlas, “Come back, you low-life son of a bitch!”
Thus Month VII tricked Month VI: The former promised to return the year back to the latter after the 4th of July holiday. Instead, It heated up the year more than ever! Which is the reason for the early morning work shift: The low-90°’s (F) were only minutes away as it was when I ended the work day at noon!
Where is Rain when you need It? According to the video weather report, It supposed to have been in the area! Of course, all four Birmingham stations “cover” a large area: Apparently Rain was busy someplace else! But It sent heralds to assure us that It will get here as soon as It can!
Kayla went home with Bill yesterday evening around 7:45. After a short juggling practice, I turned my attention to the AMERICAN EXPERIENCE double feature on public television: First, the “Bataan Rescue” (8-8:55 P.M), followed by a report on “D-Day” (9-9:55 P.M.). I suppose in sixty years – 2063! – the world will know in detail about the war against Iraq. But by then it will be too late!
As for David’s mood swing: I have been around many people that harshly criticize the unemployed, stating that “they should get a job: I have one!”, implying that the unemployed are lazy and shiftless. The complainer never considers the many external factors, that there are way too many people for the number of jobs available. If one ask her or him if s/he would be willing to give her or his job to the unemployed, the complainer will get “huffy”!
David’s joblessness is not his fault. Yet he is made to feel that it is! I know exactly what he is going through! It is uncanny how sometimes David’s present is my past! It is as though my past has turned mean and is challenging in person!

(acerca de 1:49 P.M.) I wonder if the Atlas-Hercules “trick” was the inspiration for Tom Sawyer’s fence-painting trick in Mark Twain’s “The Adventures of Tom Sawyer”? You know, when Tom tells his peers how fun it is to white wash a fence and when his peers fall for the “trick,” Tom is free to relax? Tom’s “trick” may well be a satire of Atlas’s “trick”!
I can well understand why society refrained from publically announcing the names of rape victims and/or showing their pictures, fifty or sixty years ago: Women didn’t have any say-so in matters of sex. They were expected to “spread their legs” on command. However, nowadays, with women nearly in charge of their lives, does it make sense to be able to do irreparable damage to a man’s reputation just by “pointing a finger,” while hiding behind a “screen” of protection? Is it fair? That’s one about liberation: If one expects the good things, one has to endure the bad! It’s a shame that the very few use the rape call to blackmail a man, and water down the “call” for women that truly need it! But why should rape call be any different from other things that have been abused?

(acerca de 2:50 P.M.) It is a well-known fact that Charles Dodgson, a.k.a Lewis Carroll, wrote “Alice in Wonderland” for a little girl named Alice Liddell. Dodgson liked children. But not in the bad sense. So how did the rumor get started that he was a pedophile? I was introduced to that literary gossip years ago (the disadvantage of out-of-class, snack bar education). Back in May, before the summer began, I warned Joyce about “Alice in Wonderland” when she found out that the novel was required for English 102.
I think it was Sunday that Joyce told me – Joyce, granny, Kayla, and I were on the way home from Wal-Mart – that Lewis Carroll wanted to be a photographer so that he could photograph little Alice in the nude. Most likely another “over-reaction” to Charles Dodgson’s friendship with Alice Liddell. But even if he did want to “shot” the child without clothes on (Alice, not Dodgson) that doesn’t mean he was a pedophile, or that he was a “fan” of child pornography!
Why is it that women can like children, including little boys, and not be accused of pedophilia; but let a man like children: well, Charles Dodgson is a fine example of that hypocrisy!
As I told Joyce Sunday evening, “Alice in Wonderland” was a love letter to a child. Not romantic love, but plutonic love. However, many so-called scholars, believing the rumor about Charles Dodgson, were and are so appalled by the “relationship” between Dodgson and Alice Liddell, or the relationship their minds are quick to believe, that they want to re-write the “Alice” novels (“Alice in Wonderland” and “Through the Looking Glass”). I told Joyce this, although I didn’t “explain” to her why scholars want to re-write the novels!
Charles Dodgson was a mathematician. One of the ways one can analyze “Alice” is by describing the mathematical construction of the two novels.

(acerca de 4:25 P.M.) “Glory, Glory, Halleluzah!/Teacher hit me with a ruler!/I met her at the door/with a loaded .44!/And she ain’t my no more!”
When I took an ice chest back into the Cafeteria – it had been lying on the sidewalk that joins the steps to the side door – there was a group of people gathered in the front around a couple of adults. They were probably Up ward Bound students. They were singing the real version of the above song (“Glory, Glory, Hallelujah . . ./His truths is marching on!”). It was around 9:30 A.M. Regardless of the time, I was reminded of a Baptist revival. To my knowledge, Upward Bound, a recipient of federal monies, doesn’t suppose to be pushing “God.” But I doubt if I would get anywhere if I was to complain! I would be told it’s none of my business. And it isn’t: Unless one of those kids comes up to me and ask me, “Have you see Jesus?”
Joyce announced Sunday evening that Ronnie Harkins came into her office (or suite she shares with Sheila Mitchell) and said it was “freezing” in there (a reference to the air conditioning). Maybe it was, but has he ever “felt” the business office?
Is Eric McLain turning off the air conditioning to select areas on Ronnie’s command? That is a very distrinct possibility!

(acerca de 5:11 P.M.) “This cola taste like bubble gum smells!”, I told Joyce about a week ago (I was sitting at the kitchen table and she came into the kitchen). Come to find out, the beverage was Vanilla cola from Sam’s (a part of Wal-Mart), and it was 3-4 days before I noticed! I even had to point it out to Joyce, who then repeated my comment to granny and David in the Family Room (she sat in the rocking arm chair as she said it)!
Tommy Franks, the general that directed Central Command in Tampa, FL, during the war against Iraq, has retired. The retirement ceremony was taped and played on the evening news. (continued)




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