Too ticklish for a malefactor….


“Do not settle for less than the best your own excellence can command.”

~~ Anne McCaffrey ~~

Belfast 005

Gothic Architecture gone mad ~~ Belfast, Ireland

Hajime…. There was some confusion this morning when I awoke; I could have sworn this was a different universe than the one I went to sleep in last night. Of course, that one was rather sedate, thanks to some new, efficient mind-altering substances, but, that in itself wouldn’t cause a dimensional shift; it says so on the package. I guess their lab results don’t match what we have here in Reality; that can always cause problems. Lab rats always tend to trust their results too far; reality has a way of altering conditions in such a way as to be completely impossible to reproduce in a laboratory setting. But, they keep trying, so, you gotta admire their spunk.

Once I had managed to figure out which dimension I had landed in, it seemed like I should just get on with routine, and things might settle into some sort of recognizable configuration. It doesn’t seem to be happening though, and I’m not quite sure what to do about it? Do I continue to act as if I’m right at home, or should I start panicking soon? An uncomfortable conundrum for early morning, to be sure, but, I think we’ll just use the human trait so common among the mundanes, of being able to completely ignore any part of Reality we don’t understand. Works for me today, because, in spite of getting a bit of sleep, I can’t seem to cudgel my brain into any sort of creative mode. Ah, well, so much for vaulting ambition, eh?

So be it. Since I’ve got diddly-squat on board, I’ll just do my usual default sandbagging, and dip into the archives for part of today’s post. Expect to see something a bit crusty in the rant section, and a poem of mine from the past, as well. Other than that, hey, it’s as fresh as I can make it, and, y’all will just have to like it, or, lump it, as they used to say when I was a kid. Oh, they do? Well, how ’bout that! Okay, I’ve spewed enough bs for one morning, so, let’s get the hell down the page, before I get either maudlin, or, god forbid, smarmy from trying to be clever….

Shall we Pearl?….

“We must respect the other fellow’s religion, but only in the sense and to the extent that we respect his theory that his wife is beautiful and his children  smart.” — H. L. Mencken


    Today’s musical treat is just that; a live concert from the Playing For Change Band, from 2012, at the Internet Festival…. Enjoy!….


Playing For Change
Live @ IF2012





We the People...

    Today’s rant is yet another statement on the subject of rights, in particular, that right ostensibly protected in the Constitution for us by the Second Amendment to the Bill of Rights, which states unequivocally Congress shall make no laws abridging the right of American citizens to bear arms in their own defense. I know we’ve covered this recently, but, it bears repeated discussion, in my opinion. Besides, this one fits in with today’s dimensional and Space/Time Continuum confusion, as it is a rant last posted in May of 2013, but, written in 2012…. and, now, reposted in 2016…. The sad part of that is, it’s still a question…. hence, the opening quote from Ralph Waldo….

“Society everywhere is in conspiracy against the manhood of every one of its members. The virtue in most request is conformity. Self-reliance is its aversion. It loves not realities and creators, but names and customs.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays,”Self-Reliance”

From 5/8/2013:

This may be cheating, but, it’s a good  sort of cheat….. This was a rant on gun control that I wrote last year, after one of the spate of incidents in which a bunch of innocent folks got blasted by some crazy man…. Since that particular question is still in the public eye, this is worth a re-run…. (Hmm… I realized my statement may seem a bit calloused… but, that’s merely my attempt to keep emotional distance from the feelings that such events can produce, of sadness and outrage, neither of which will help reach a solution to the problem…) Any who…. abondanza!

“Are we at last brought to such a humiliating and debasing degradation, that we cannot be trusted with arms for our own defense? Where is the difference between having our arms in our own possession and under our own direction, and having them under the management of Congress? If our defense be the _real_ object of having those arms, in whose hands can they be trusted with more propriety, or equal safety to us, as in our own hands?” — Patrick Henry

Here is a subject that is always worth a few words…. I’m a firm believer in the right to bear arms. I do feel that it is probably unnecessary for a private citizen to own, or feel they need, an automatic weapon such as a machine gun, or even an M-16 assault rifle. I can’t think of a lot of everyday situations where one might be called for, but, I wouldn’t want that to be a factor in whether or not I would be allowed to have one, because what Mr. Henry asks above remains valid today….”in whose can they be trusted..  with equal safety… as in our own hands.”

That simple question is one that MUST be answered to even CONSIDER the idea of disallowing citizens the ownership of firearms. It is a certain conclusion, with more than ample evidence, that the police, military, and government agencies and people that I know of, are NOT to be trusted to have the monopoly on guns. Nope, no way will those who seek entitlement and power over others in society ever be trusted fully by the likes of me….

“A strong body makes the mind strong. As to the species of exercises, I advise the gun. While this gives moderate exercise to the body, it gives boldness, enterprise and independence to the mind. Games played with the ball and others of that nature, are too violent for the body and stamp no character on the mind. Let your gun, therefore, be the constant companion of your walks.” — Thomas Jefferson — Encyclopedia of Thomas Jefferson, 318 (Foley, Ed. reissued 1967)

Tom may have gone a bit overboard in his enthusiasm for his personal artillery, but, it does reflect the environment in which he lived, and the culture of the time. In today’s world, of course, physical health needn’t depend on the environment, per se, to provide the exercise our bodies enjoy, and need, to stay healthy and strong. Now we have a fitness center, a faux gym, every third block in major cities, open all night for those insomniacs who want to obsess over their abs. We don’t need to go tramping through the woods with our forty pound musket, trying to spot something appropriate for dinner.

But, even without the need for the exercise involved, if one is going to have a gun, it needs to be used in order to retain its functionality, and one needs to practice occasionally, in order to maintain the skills needed to actually hit whatever at which one is aiming. Society, because of the average person’s fear of guns, and of violence in the whole, has made that more difficult for citizens as time has passed, as those who don’t want to have to deal with violence at all in their lives add the power of the common man’s fears to the effort by the beloved ruling class to take away our guns, which they’ve been trying to do regularly since the inception of this nation.

Our country is still one of the very few in the world where the government actually still has to keep in mind the fact that the citizens are well armed, and able to defend themselves…. Very few governing groups will allow that, and those in power in this country are still trying to get us to give ours up, too. It has been obvious since 1782, when the Constitution and the Bill of Rights came into effect, that those in power would prefer that the populace give up their weapons…. just check Congressional records to see how often a bill is introduced to that effect. To now, all of those attempts have been thwarted, until the latter half of the 20th century, when some limitations were placed on what kinds of weapons would be legal for citizens to own.

But, the effort by the beloved ruling class to disarm the populace continues, and every year I hear talk about new legislation designed to limit the citizen’s access to guns, and place that power monopoly in the hands of the government. I won’t have it, I tell you, and there are a LOT of people in this country who feel the same way…. I have not seen ANYTHING that convinces me at all that the people who run the government are to be trusted with that kind of power. I have seen many, many pieces of evidence to the contrary, especially in the actions of about half of the police forces in the country, who are filled with power hungry sociopaths, who believe they are above the law, and should be allowed to interpret the law to their advantage, and to the advantage of the people who buy them, er…. pay them……

Nope…. none of what I see in society is any evidence of the trustworthiness of the government, and until there is no question of their integrity, (like THAT will ever happen), you won’t be convincing me that they are worthy of my trust…. ESPECIALLY regarding guns…..

“So live that you can look any man in the eye and tell him to go to hell.” —  Smart Bee


Accentuated Lessons

Bold statements of calculated intent
Become common rule of the malcontent.
Avarice assumes such attractive wear
Beguiling deception, illusory and fair.

Grasping and pulling with ghostly hands
Legally proper in all the signatory lands.
Seeking and finding each vulnerable soul
Anguish as payment for exacting the toll.

Wraiths of commerce’s invisible dead guards
Still haunt the dreams left in sad empty yards.
While absentee nobles sit in stiffly elegant splendor
Served by sad-faced detainees in abject surrender.

Escape from reality is illusory at best
Often we falter and fail its daily test.
Only when focused on inner strength
Does peace stay with us for any length.

Peace lies within, always…..

~~ gigoid ~~




    Today’s final section, which, as y’all know, is reserved for showing off SB’s versatility, is another random, harlequin pearl, which came out a bit choppy, in my original estimation, but, after reflection, is a not-too-shabby little collection of advice on living life with some style and grace. Or, at least, some dignity, which often amounts to the same thing…. Enjoy!….

“Immortality lies not in the things you leave behind, but in the people your life has touched.” — Truly Wise Bee

“For my purpose holds… To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson

“Bravery is being the only one who knows you’re afraid.” — Franklin P. Jones

“It’s the most unhappy people who most fear change.” — Mignon McLaughlin

“Human nature is interesting not because it is human, but because it is nature.” — Aristotelian Bee

“Reason is not measured by size or height, but by principle.” — Epictetus — Discourses, Book i, Chap. xii

“Maybe you’re right, boss.  It all depends on the way you look at it….Look, one day I had gone to a little village.  An old grandfather of ninety was busy planting an almond tree.  ‘What, granddad!’ I exclaimed.  ‘Planting an almond tree?’  and he, bent as he was, turned round and said, ‘My son, I carry on as if I should never die.’  I replied, ‘And I carry on as if I was going to die any minute.’  Which of us was right, boss?” — Nikos Kazantzakis, “Zorba the Greek”


Done again… whew! I was NOT certain, at all, I would be able to do it, but, have once again, by trusting the process, completed my self-directed duty. Yay! Now, I think, I’ll go back to be a while, if Leelu can postpone her play time…. Either way, the rest of the day, for me, and for y’all, begins now. I, with my usual caveats, will be back tomorrow, to try again. See y’all then, since I am just crazy enough to believe I should….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….

Sometimes I sits and thinks,
   and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

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À bientôt, mon cherí….


14 thoughts on “Too ticklish for a malefactor….

  1. A dimensional shift is always a bit confusing…..but only if you are without chemical correction…..I am having one of my off days myself….have a great day and be safe….chuq

  2. Dimensions of LiFe.. not limited
    bY science for sUre.. as ‘they’
    are not repeatAble
    for anyone
    but one
    and trUly
    not even onE
    aS noW alWays
    changes from n0w
    to nOw.. but oh thE
    diversity of experience..
    C H A N G E iS delicious
    withOUT illusory fears..
    and of course
    are what
    leads to neatly
    edged sidewalks
    of one way highways
    to heLL of sAMe away
    from growth and different…
    Miracles exist beyond the ‘norm’
    of belief.. as i as cynical as any
    IN thE reaSon of noW.. and the
    more dimensions of human
    potential that i experience
    through n0w.. the
    more i realize
    iS both
    real and me..
    iN juSt anotHeR
    dimension oF course
    mY F R i E n D
    aS iNner
    liGht iS eternal
    now.. and the ego
    can bE Zen arT
    per se
    i directing
    I in Play
    Of liFe
    a sImply
    awesOmE liFe..
    but aGaiN sTiLL
    worKinG oN the
    pILL that changes
    otHeRs.. thirst step
    and inTo
    liGht of change
    for different bEinG
    LiFe iN moVinG
    wHere graVitY
    iS floAting pi
    iN I sKeYes

    • Great poem, brother… In contradiction to what it may seem by my posts, I’m still fairly crazy at the moment, but, I’ll be getting better soon…




      • SMiLes my friend..
        gigoid.. in regard to CRAZY..
        i’ve been Baker acted
        twice in life.. once when
        i was 21.. after a severe
        depression.. precipitated
        by the break-up of a first
        Love.. and a lonely life of
        a janitor’s job at night
        in isolated buildings
        and college
        life with then
        few friends
        or money..
        breaking out
        in mania out of
        depression.. 3 days
        without sleep.. and
        my mother insisting
        on getting my head
        checked and me
        raising my
        at some
        without the sleep
        and them thinking i
        might be dangerous..
        and yes.. after 40 sleepless
        days of 2008.. and wanting to
        jump off a bridge.. but the thing is
        while the first go around i had plenty
        of imagination and creativity to get me
        through.. emotions were dead the second
        go around.. and i remember not having
        motivation to do anything.. and the
        so-called schizophrenic folks
        in there.. while i was
        numb in pain..
        having a jolly
        good old
        they were someone
        else.. i would have given
        my life for just an ounce of
        their so-called crazy imagination
        to escape a world of pain and numbness
        then.. after all.. more than anything.. i just
        wanted to escape the pain and
        even if
        it meant
        life altogether..
        anyway.. i fucking
        value crazy now as it
        was fucking hard for me
        to escape logic and make
        life magic as what we make
        it is
        what it
        is and i fucking
        make it awesome
        as i kNow what death
        iN life..
        all too well
        from what no
        longer exists as now..
        my friend.. i have nothing
        to hide.. and that’s a good feeling..
        along with everything to give and sharEfree..:)

    • Don’t know; I didn’t go into it, just took its picture. It looks like it’s businesses on the lower floors, & maybe offices or apartments above… but, I can’t say for sure. I just thought it made a good picture as I walked by…


        • If I’d had more time, I might have. I was in town from a cruise ship, & only had a limited time, and, I had a personal mission to find souvenirs for family, and a pair of shoes for me… I ate lunch at White’s Tavern, a pub opened in 1630… If I ever get back to Belfast, I might go check it out, but, it’s way down my list now… Lots more places to see…



    • Eric! Wonderful to see you! Yes, I’m still crazy, after all these years, necessitating an outlet such as this…. I’m glad you’re back…. If you’re still writing over at your site, I’ll be by to check it out, and fix the notifications, which all got messed up in one of WP’s upgrades…

      Good to see you, and, I’ll be in touch…

      Ned, aka

      gigoid, the dubious

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