#1 2007-11-04 08:57:56
This is my day job and I'm good at it. After 30 years, though, the dynamic has changed. Ever known a trauma surgeon or a premie pediatrician? [I married one of those. Briefly.] Every decision is life or death and nonstop pain. They become god, they become numb, they become arrogant and it goes with the territory. News reporting was like that for me. I cared, passionately, but I couldn't let it hurt me or I'd go crazy. Until finally, I did go a bit crazy. Middle age women will all recognize the symptoms, when they can stop obsessing about themselves. I pulled a Bill Clinton. Several of them, and fuck you all if you don't like it, I enjoyed myself. Strippers are fun.
Where was I? Oh, yes. Things stopped not hurting when I moved where I was hatched, a place my kin have inhabited almost 350 years, spawing upstream like our native alewives (herring) only to croak on the way back, generation after generation. Not many of us make it and far as I know, there's only one other; a distant cousin who's also Rogers Cadenhead's business partner. Strange, strange world, isn't it?
Here's the story I wrote today, and as I did in my prime, I banged it out in 20 minutes. Only remember, it's a little different than anything I've done before. I hope you'll see and understand why...
http://buzzardsbay.net/discuss/viewtopi … d=172#p172
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#2 2007-11-04 18:05:27
The article hangs in the balance between responsible consumerist journalism and a Grandpa Simpson rant.
Not that I don't sympathize, I was forced to provision at Shaws when I was stuck in North Attleboro for 3 months. It's like a Super Wal Mart, only less so.
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#3 2007-11-04 18:14:33
Everything I write anymore comes out like that and that was the point I was trying to make. It's not objective at all and I retain enough of my training to feel a wee bit of shame.
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#4 2007-11-04 18:18:38
It always worries me when I don't get an insult in return.
There's nothing wrong with humanizing an issue. I was just goading you.
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#5 2007-11-04 18:24:22
Goading or not, you were right.
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#6 2007-11-04 19:05:55
I see the erosion of the general quality of our food as another step in the de-culturization and enslavement of the world. When our ancestors came to settle they accepted a reduced diet as part of the landscape. The puritans embraced it as a blessing. Our parents enjoyed the convenience of pre-fabricated dinners. Now there are stores that hardly bother to try. People are being trained to graze on crap. A handful of corporations control the universe of consumer choice. The good news is that when the famines begin the transition to feces-based food products and soylent green will be mercifully incremental. 
Famine Diet Training Device
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#7 2007-11-04 20:00:12
What does "dug protected wet without a SQUEAK" mean? Is it something like Wilbur's pic?
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#8 2007-11-04 14:28:27
pALEPHx wrote:
What does "dug protected wet without a SQUEAK" mean? Is it something like Wilbur's pic?
It means I'm a tard. Hang on.
edit: Good catch. Thank you.
The Rhode Island developers who own Wareham Plaza dumped Jimmy on his ass, dug protected wetland without a SQUEAK from our public servants, and created a traffic nightmare in the bargain.
edit: It also means I'll sleep 8 uninterrupted hours tonight for the first time in forever and no further comment.
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#9 2007-11-05 02:11:10
Wilber wrote:
A handful of corporations control the universe of consumer choice.
Yeah, I've no idea why; But, I was expecting an anti-Monsanto rant prior to reading your rant.
MisterEd'sBitch wrote:
The good news is that when the famines begin the transition to feces-based food products . . .
High, Horse!
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