Tell 'em I'm Surfing
I think Poncho is the funniest cartoon since Calvin and Hobbes.
This was a day that should have felt better than it did.
I felt sort of sick and locked into "warrior" mode. The heat and humidity aggravated things.
I just screwed around at work, doing trivial keep busy stuff. Had some fun doing dangerous things.
Today was my "half day" so after work I went and got a library card.
I am always amazed that they will give a library card to almost anyone. Getting rejected for one would be a tremendous blow to my ego. On the other hand I always wonder why they would give someone like me a card. I read books and there are a lot of books I want to read but think are stupidly expensive.
And know I have some of them. Now I am potentially dangerous.After the less than dramatic library incident I went to a meeting that went on too long.I spoke to the City people about starting a track club for kids in the city. I hit some stupid road blocks.
Like it always is in a world at war there's a need for money for killing so there's none to enable kids to grow up to be strong warriors. Especially kids from the wrong class and the wrong color skin.
I've been through this nonsense before. It doesn't even upset me anymore. It's the way the world is and I can only change my little corner of it.
We talked and laid out some plans.
One stupid roadblock did upset me. I counted on school buses for transportation. I want the kids to compete in the "Hershey National Youth Track and Field" competition. It's national and statewide.
It seems like what I want to do is work with the city but the school buses are owned by the county. They originally said yes but then the county lawyer said NO. That the increase in liability was too great and that the county couldn't take the chance . . .
All lawyers have the potential to be huge assholes.
No thought to the expense of watching kids without self esteem or a chance to be something good to themselves. No accounting for the potential expense of prison. No accounting for the expense and pain that directionless kids might create.
If I run into this lawyer I plan to trip and spill a cup of hot coffee in his lap . . .
It makes things more difficult but lawyers stymie me but they're not strong enough to stop even a weakened sickly man.
I told them that I had a dark suit and I've been through it enough to know how to hammerlock corporations and make them give us money. I don't like it but I can do it.
The city guys were impressed with my credentials but they were more impressed with why I refused to consider compensation. At least I intimidated them enough that they didn't actually ask me. If they had I'd have said that it was a personal thing. If they'd pressed it I'd have said it was none of their business. If they pressed it further I'd have given them my New Republican answer; "It's between me and god."
They tried to get me interested in coaching basketball but I don't know how to teach that game.
Oddly they have plenty of baseball coaches. I forgot that in the US everybody thinks they know enough about baseball to teach the game.

Comments
Too bad not everyone deserving has a warrior like you on their side. Congrats on the library card!
Posted by: Mare | June 15, 2005 7:06 PM