“Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others;
to be, not to seem.
~~ Michael de Montaigne ~~
~~ Essays, Book ii, Chap. xxxvii, ~~
Bar at the Old Swan, London
Hajime…. Of the nearly 80 hours I spent in London in 2013, many were spent in the public house you see pictured today at the top of this page. The Old Swan, established in 16something, was about as typical a pub as you’ll find anywhere in England. Since it was located about one block from my B&B in Kensington, I spent many a happy hour observing the day and night life of the Londoners who frequented the old pub. This morning, I chose the picture simply for the good memories it brings, of a trip I’d dreamed of my entire life.
Today, I appreciate the memories, as they are a welcome change from the OTHER memories recently flooding my brain, of other times and places that bring back an entirely different kind of memory, the kind that will drop one right into the morass of depression in a heartbeat. Bugger that today, as they would say in the Old Swan; I’ve got other plans. Since I do, why don’t I curtail this intro yet again, thus preventing further maudlin introspection, in favor of moving things along to their natural end. Sounds a bit more productive, as well as comfortable. Well, as close to comfortable as I get, these days….
Doing just that has become much easier, now I’ve managed to figure out all the toys in the Tardis. Since I have, I’m going to apply this one, which may be the most efficient one I’ve come across. It’s pretty simple, really, and works like this….
Shall we Pearl?….
“The pessimist complains about the wind;
The optimist expects it to change;
The realist adjusts the sails.”
~~ William Arthur Ward ~~
By now, most of y’all have heard the sad news regarding Eric Clapton. He has begun to suffer from degenerative neuropathy, which will make it progressively more painful, and difficult to play his guitar. Since I’ve regarded him as the best player alive for most of his, and my life, this is bad news for all who appreciate good music, and those who play it with such heart and soul. Here is a mix of live cuts compiled by another fan of his, which I hope you enjoy as much as I will….
Since I’m up a little late, here is a rant from the archives, on a subject important to ALL of us…. Still trying to get the message to those who need it….
“We shall never understand the natural environment until we see it as a living organism. Land can be healthy or sick, fertile or barren, rich or poor, lovingly nurtured or bled white. Our present attitudes and laws governing the ownership and use of land represent an abuse of the concept of private property…. Today you can murder land for private profit. You can leave the corpse for all to see and nobody calls the cops.” — Paul Brooks, The Pursuit of Wilderness (1971)
This statement is now over 50 years old, according to the attribution. From what I can see in the real world, it remains as true today as it was when uttered. We are killing our planet, or rather, we are killing ourselves, and making the planet suffer in the process. No matter how God-like we believe our powers to be, I don’t believe we can quite destroy a whole planet. But, we can sure make it a tough place to survive, and we are doing that rapidly…. I refer to to the World Clock once again….
Why are we doing this to ourselves? I’m not the only citizen who is asking this question; there are actually millions of people like me who are aware of how bad things have gotten, and I’ve seen a lot of printed material on the subject. The problem is that nobody with any power to make changes to society at large is at all concerned with the problem, because A) They tend to deny it, as it doesn’t match their delusional view of reality, and B) They don’t care…..
The first reason, denial, is rooted in the avarice and selfishness of those who seek political and/or religious power. Their purpose in life is to “get” as much as they can, gathering resources, money, and power over others to their bosoms like a mother cradles her babe. This purpose keeps them focused on their own goals, and denial is the simplest way to deal with any ideas that are contrary to those goals. There is a popular saying these days, that I’ve heard many, many times, most often with a smile and a wink, to show that the person wants us to believe they are kidding, when they really are not…. that saying goes, “He who dies with the most toys, wins….” That’s America, all over….
The second reason, indifference, was taught to these folks by the Christian religion. That’s right, religion is responsible, fully and completely, for most of what is wrong in today’s society. This statement will no doubt cause some consternation among those believers who are still buying into that shell game, but it is nonetheless true. It is difficult to build a rational institution when one’s beliefs are based on a basic untruth. More simply, false conclusions are the only possible result of beginning with a false assumption….
The common dogma [of fundamentalists] is fear of modern knowledge, inability to cope with the fast change in a scientific-technological society, and the real breakdown in apparent moral order in recent years That is why hate is the major fuel, fear is the cement of the movement, and superstitious ignorance is the best defence against the dangerous new knowledge. When you bring up arguments that cast serious doubts on their cherished beliefs you are not simply making a rhetorical point, you are threatening their whole Universe and their immortality. That provokes anger and quite frequently violence.” — G Gaia
What, you ask, is this false assumption? Well, I hate to be the one to break it to them, but hey, Mankind is NOT the top of the food chain. Mankind is NOT superior to the other animals, and plants, that live here with us. Mankind is NOT the “owner”, or the “steward”, or the “ruler” of this world. We are not the “Lords of Creation”, nor do we either deserve or actually possess the entitlement so many of our beloved ruling class feels, or claims. We are nothing more than a fortunate (for us) accident of Nature, no less than any other creature, but no more, for certain….
Here the free spirit of mankind, at length,
Throws its last fetters off; and who shall place
A limit to the giant’s unchained strength,
Or curb his swiftness in the forward race?
~~ William Cullen Bryant — The Ages, xxxiii ~~
It is unfortunate in the extreme that so many people believe this prideful boast! Being able to reason hasn’t improved our morality. Being able to imagine has not increased our empathy, or our compassion, though it should. As a species, looked at from an outside viewpoint, we are much less efficient as an animal than are almost any of the other animals we know of; dogs and cats are far superior morally, ethically, and operationally than are humans; I would add they are more intelligent as well, but the humans out there won’t believe that, even though it is obvious to me. I mean, who is feeding who here? Although still subject to the cruelty to which humans so often resort, dogs and cats control their humans pretty well, as a rule…..
“Dogs are animals that poop in public and you’re supposed to pick it up. After a week of doing this, you’ve got to ask yourself: Who’s the real master in this relationship?” — Anthony Griffin
All this goes back to the same old message that I’ve been sending out for years. If this species, Australopithecus modernus, does not make a change in it’s mental viewpoint, in our morality and how that makes us deal with the world, we’ll all be dead within 200 years. The planet will recover; all the poisons we’ve pumped into the environment will be neutralized, and the damage we’ve done will heal over time. But, we will be gone, if we don’t figure out how to change the whole way we deal with reality, from the top of society down…. I hate to be a cynic, but I don’t see it happening, and that is just sad…..
“Time destroys the speculations of man,
but it confirms the judgment of nature.”
~~ Cicero ~~
Off the proverbial cuff….
I never meant to kill that period of time,
it didn’t give me any choice.
It tried to hem me in without reason, or rhyme,
refused me any vote, or any voice.
You have to admit, I buried it deep and fast,
just as if I cared.
I knew, though, it would never last,
or ever be fully repaired.
No news, no pictures can bring it back,
once is all we get.
No pleas of public good, or even public lack;
in stone the past is set.
Futuristic visions now occupy my dreams,
I’m ready to go on.
Look! It fills up the screen, and it gleams!
Where’s the moment I’m sitting on?
Now, I remembered, at long, long last,
is all we really can hold.
Every moment goes by so bloody fast,
we’d best fill them all with beauty, warm and bold.
~~ gigoid ~~
Further Notes on Life at Large
“Put forth your effort
With no thought of gain.”
~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~
“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.”
~~ Walter Winchell ~~
“Self-pity is the worst poverty.”
~~ Hazrat Inayat Khan (Sufi writer) ~~
“He who boasts of his ancestry praises the merits of another.”
~~ Seneca ~~
“Perseverance is more prevailing than violence;
and many things which cannot be overcome when they are together,
yield themselves up when taken little by little.”
~~ Plutarch — Life of Sertorius ~~
“Education is not a preparation for life;
Education is life itself.”
~~ John Dewey ~~
“Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.”
~~ Publius Syrus — Maxim 191 ~~
Knowledge is gained by learning; trust by doubt;
skill by practice; and love by love.”
~~ Thomas Szasz
“What fools these mortals be.”
~~ Lucius Annaeus Seneca ~~
Having submitted my usual outpouring of blather & nonsense, I shall forgo further torturous prattle, to bid thee adieu for another diurnal period. Little did we know, when we began, just how strange it would get, but, as they’re fond of saying downtown, what the hell? It’s finished, and, around here, that’s all that’s required. Well, we also try to do this each day…. See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes; such is our lot, and we welcome it. Go figure….
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,
I just sits.
gigoid, the dubious
The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.
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“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch
À bientôt, mon cherí….
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Thanks, my friend…. glad you enjoyed today’s mess…
Marmalade or Muskrat…… I will have Malbeck 😉 very sad news about Eric Clapton , as you say of of the few greats! ❤
Malbeck is good, but, does it go with muskrat? Hmm
Have a great day, milady….
Definitely it goes with everything😉
Excellent tribute to a great….today is better than it has been….maybe I will get some work done today….when Mother Nature decides it is time it will not be pretty…..I wish I could hear all the lame excuses and accusations…..will make a great stand-up routine….chuq
Glad it’s better today. Aye; we’re beginning to see some of what is to come, environmentally, and your’re right; it isn’t going to be pretty, at all.
The comics, like George C, and others, have been telling it for years; they always have been society’s bellweather… I’d love to hear what George had to say of the current mess…
Have a good one, amigo…
i suppose the sickness of this
whole shooting match started
with circumcision and before
that with the storing of grain and
domestication before that when humans
became dependent on culture more than
fur and bones.. when the heads became
too big for the hips and the cycle
of dependent offspring
became longer and
longer.. and now
in many cases.
30 years or so..
in the basement
eventually of mom and
dad’s home.. oh.. to be wild
and free.. oh.. the truth is.. 12,000
years at least of storing grain is not
too long in just one life now to revert
back to wild and loving wolf humans
away from the teat further than
what is now.. a functionally
disabling way to even be
alivE NOW @basic
of peace and mind and body
soUL BaLAnCinG as any sane
creature WiLL do after the fight and
flight to capture prey and escape predator
is done for the day as the road runner and
the coyote might say at the end of the work
day.. we might not get along but let’s just go
our separate ways and rest before the hunt
and gathering of life starts again so free
so wiLd in thriving AlivE.. mentally
healthy cats don’t eat too
much and get fat.. Yellow
Boy.. even with Feline Leukemia
nibbles hEar and tHere.. moves for
play.. connects to humans who provide
predictable subsistence but the creativity
of kittens has long since said good bye with
the human domesticating further operation
for that but anyway.. moving and connecting
is enough for him.. And iT takes moving.. connecting
AND CREATING for human beings or ya get
sick animals like Moby Cat who died early
from diabetes and weight related
issues.. ‘normal’ healthy animals
have a kinship with
the rest of Nature wHole
that cannot be dismissed..
sick animals shit all over it without
remiss.. but the bottom line is they
are sick.. and there is nothing happy
truly about being sick.. the worst
sickness is being out of balance
with nature.. and hell no..
school won’t cure that..
only looking within
and intuitively WiLL Bring
hUmans back alivE WitH
Nature in Natural primate
aGape way.. sure.. most
people are missing A God
with tHeir ape named Nature..
and when one loses that they have
lost iT aLL and nah.. rarely does one
find thaT in black books unless it is Psalms
about Nature that tale the truth.. sAdly ‘they’ separate
Lord from Nature.. the greatest mistake oF all maKinG
God separate from God’s self oF Nature in the most
insane devised nightmare ever sOld in saddest story
ever.. separation from God aLL thaT iS Nature iS BOTTOM LINE..
I can only agree, my friend. But, take hope. In the next hundred years, IF any humans manage to survive the coming events, most likely, life will return to a more basic level… Albert was right to say WWIV would be fought with sticks and stones, for, in my estimation, IF any of us make it, that’s all we’ll have to work with in that area….
Hope I’m wrong, but, that doesn’t happen often….
*grin* Me, too…
“All you can do is all you can do.” — gigoid
Is that the Old Swan?
Fantastic! I so would love to look around upstairs, everywhere!
Sorry, no. I didn’t look first… The one I went to is in London, in Kensington…. I have a picture of the front, but don’t know how to put it here…. I’ll use it in the near future….
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The new poem FINALLY got done; unfortunately, the process of getting it there exhausted me sufficiently to preclude finishing the rest of the intended mess. To hold y’all (pronounced ‘me’..) until I can do so, here is an iconic Pearl from a couple years ago, right about the time I returned from Hell. There’s a fine religirant, a decent poem, and some fine entertainment. Enjoy, for now, & I’ll be back tomorrow with an all new entry for the archives. Have a good one, ffolkes….
gigoid, the dubious