Be it known that “Bratwurst” did not get past the censors on Monday and will not be published in the September issue of fête. Not in its current form. Maybe in some other form, though. We’ll see.
And the Fusion party was last night. Which means that I missed it. My spies tell me that I was well represented despite the “Bratwurst” embargo, however. So yay. I guess.
Moving on …
The reactions that I get to my occasional anti-consensus reality ramblings most often fall into one of three broad categories: 1.) Polite indulgence, 2.) Sarcastic deflection, and 3.) Indifferent acceptance… as in, “That might be true, but what’s it got to do with the price of rice in China?”
This last category is bothersome to me probably because it’s where my own reactions hover most of the time. I see no direct causal link between, say, wi-fi signal strength at Starbucks and, say, the seeming liklihood that we live in a corporatocratic police state. Common sense tells me that PetSmart will continue to stock Acadia’s preferred brand of kitten chow regardless of whether the UFO phenomenon is extraterrestrial or interdimensional in origin. If the destruction of the twin towers was a self-inflicted wound, what of it? The trains still run on time, don’t they? Big wheel keeps on turning. Proud Mary keeps on burning. (Whatever that means.)
There’s a line from the poem “Richard Cory” … So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread.
That’s me and mine. Waiting for the light. Cursing the bread. Feckless.
Then there are people like Keven Annett. He’s doing what few of us would do even in our wildest dreams. He’s given his life over to a probably hopeless cause.
Most of what I know about Annett I got from his jaw-dropping documentary, “Unrepentant.” In it, he claims that the United Church of Canada was complicit in the systematic abuse and murder of the aboriginal children it was charged with acculturating. He further claims that his life was destroyed by that same Church when he tried to expose and then right the wrongs that had been committed.
Seriously? Canadians did this? Canadian clergy, no less? Say it ain’t so, Joe. But what if it is so? I mean, really. What, when all is said and done, has it got to do with the price of rice in China?
Moving on …