I had another titanic realization over the weekend but, being that I was driving and therefore neither near a computer or able to scratch it down in my omnipresent notepad I’ve forgotten it already. Makes you wonder if we humans couldn’t have solved all the problems of the world if we weren’t so damnably forgetful. I wonder if God gives us these brief flashes of insight and then rips them away so quickly for a purpose. Maybe just to remind us who’s in charge.
And speaking of the human race, if you want to see the human race at its absolute worst; the most vile, greedy, impatient, ignorant, inconsiderate and downright unpleasant they can be . . . go Christmas shopping. So much for the season of giving. Between the goddamned Salvation Army and their omnipresent (word for the day) bells, ignorant moron shoppers impeding the aisles, hurried/harried motorists swerving through parking lots like it’s the Indy 500 and the general fat-ass-ed-ness of the population . . . it’s a harrowing experience. I bloody well hate Christmas and a shopping trip is all it takes to remind me.
But on a lighter note, I am sure I mentioned Strom Thurmond turned 100 last week. Excellent link to an excellent article about his life. Just thought I’d mention I’ve met the old fellow as well. A bunch of us were doing a Lincoln’s Birthday ceremony in the Lincoln Memorial and after, while in full Civil War dress uniforms we decided to eat lunch in the Senate cafeteria. On our way into the Capitol who should we run into but Sen. Thurmond and an aide on his way out after the conclusion of the day’s business. I think he mumbled something about “damnyankees” and probably tried to tell us a story about his mother and the damnyankees in South Carolina during the war but his aide hustled him on his way. Nifty fellow. Funny story, and I didn’t even mentioned getting waylaid at the metal detectors due to the copious numbers of brass buttons on our uniforms and my pal with pockets full of lead toy soldiers. Damn funny.