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Hello - Who Are You?
Essay by Henry Nicolle
is today again. The elements of a theme for a year of my silly essays
have not settled into a recognizable drift or puddle. I wrote this
years first essays under a cloud of indecision. The year was ending
badly in lumps and clots, trailing stringy stuff, drifting unpleasant
and unidentifiable odors. Misshapen things had insinuated themselves
into our lives, unnoticed until they slimed across our teeth. "What the
fuck is this shit in my beer?"A rare few noticed. Most of have just
learned to swallow without objection or complaint. Now, 2010 is puking
in our lap. Hardly any of us are aware of or feel any concern for the
passing of America.
There are probably hundreds of ways to
describe the mess we are in. Maybe a thousand more to describe our
inevitable future. It's probably not surprising that as our days
brighten and dim like a stop-motion film of some imaginary landscape,
each sunrise burns a new pain, each sunset veils a new betrayal.
we will wake again, submerged in the same old, same old of today. (It
is always today, so how can we expect tomorrow to be any different than
I can see how practitioners of religion,
philosophy and sub-quantum theory are forced to create imaginary words
and terms. There are no "real" words to describe the circling of
humanity around our dead past, present and future.
It has been
said in my presence that if you notice a turkey on the ground
surrounded by a ten-foot circle of other turkeys looking on with
interest, that you have found a rattlesnake. The snake has bitten the
turkey at the center of attention and is now hiding under the dead
turkey, waiting. The turkeys at twenty turkey-paces are aware and
alert, keeping their distance, waiting. The snake is outnumbered and
surrounded. The turkeys are getting bored. The snake waits. People
today are like this. Something's going to happen. Maybe something
exciting. Maybe we will simply wander away, sated and dulled? We are
the turkeys and the snake. Waiting.
In the world today, it seems
to me, there is grace, beauty, kindness and life Good and Plenty in
comfort for all of us. The quality and quantity of any of it is
relative to the ambitions and taste of the individuals and their
cultures. The supply cannot be emptied. It constantly overflows. Good
and Plenty pours down on all of us, high and low, rich and poor, weak
and strong, smart and stupid, alike.
What is pleasure to one may
not be pleasure to another, but, we all seek and achieve these things.
In a world where people are left to ourselves alone to cooperate or go
solo as we please, accident, discomfort, disease and death are
manageable hazards. In a world where there are people who will not
leave other people alone, there is a tendency to exaggerate beyond
tolerance the hazards of mortal existence.
We have an
overabundance of busybodies whose ambitions are hooks in our flesh.
They goad us to their paths. We are pressed to disregard the hooks.
They are necessary to our well-being and security is the lie. We obey
when we are told that new hooks have been discovered and that we must
submit to their piercing and pulling or our well-being will suffer. Our
blood and pain are the harvest we offer to those who hold the strings
and tug at our hooks. We do not complain much. "May I have some more,
The truth is, we like to be bullied and pushed around.
When our officials and public servants leave us alone, we complain that
they are not worth the money we surrender for their services. Then when
they push us around, take our most cherished property, hurt, maim and
kill us, we submit with mild admonishment, but we submit in any event
to our diminishment, disparagement and destruction.
we, really? Who are you, who accept being only part man, part woman,
part slave to any nameless human who is willing to strike you or take
your things or your time? Who are you who will surrender your body,
even your children to the naked demands of strangers? I do not
understand your willingness nor your reluctance to simply say "No!" and
to then defy offenses upon our existence.
I think it is time for
the wheel to turn away from submission to mediocrity of conformity of
the hive, flock and herd. It is time to turn outward toward innovation,
liberty and Life. Follow the path of cooperative growth, social and
individual enlightenment and the peace of being left alone to pursue
our own today and tomorrow.
We are the turkeys and the snake. Waiting.
Liberty is never Easy, Safe or totally Free!
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