Mumbo jumbo gumbo

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Hello people!

Yesterday I wrote a big ‘ole thing I called political mumbo jumbo.  I almost posted it. Then I thought, you know, there’s enough of that kind of stuff out there.  EnOuGh! BTW - When I juggle, it’s mostly a three-party system.

MUMBO POLITICO

Admittedly my views are a bit different from what you might normally hear. I call myself a “personal anarchist” after all. But… I did also apply to the CIA for the clandestine services because I believe our constitution is about as good as it gets. Yup, applied to be a protector of the constitution. Me, a “personal anarchist”. 

Personal anarchist. I may have made this up. If you’ve read some of my other posts this will probably sound a bit repetitive.  Whatever you do, try to do it because it is the right thing to do. Not because it’s a rule. Not because your momma told you to. Do it because you believe it is the right thing to do. The right thing is not intended as some kind of hedonistic or narcissistic mentality of being out for oneself. My approach is more that it should be the right thing for society, for others, for those you love. And, if faced by a rule or law that is there for creating an orderly society (think traffic laws), just follow the darned law. Just because I’m an anarchist doesn’t mean I want chaos!!!

Why anarchist? Well, I studied it a lot in college while I was doing the Russian and East European Studies thing. I wrote a couple of big papers on anarchists in Russia. I subscribed for a couple of years to Anarchy magazine. They had some good thoughts in there but got a bit too wacky for me. Subversive things. Many subversive techniques being written about that had the sole intent of destroying what we currently have. Very similar to some of what we’re seeing today actually. They were becoming more like the kid that knocks over the other kid’s blocks and not the kid that forms a communal network that creates a lovely superstructure for all the little plastic farm animals. BAAAA!  KI KI RI KI KIIIIII!  MOOOOO!  Farm animals are personal anarchists too!

Basically, I learned that the second you try to organize anarchism people become involved and it really just morphs into some other thing. It may work with up to 20 like-minded people for a short period of time, but that’s it. Any more than that and a power structure will start to form and decisions for the group will have to be made by individuals and suddenly it’s just like any other people made system. If it’s a power grab, the individual that takes power will be the pushiest and most asinine of the whole group.  Lovely, isn’t it?  That’s why I like our constitution. It really tries to deal with the asinine.

Dr. King

What impressed me the most about him as an individual is that his big famous speech was not pre-written. There were some notes, but my understanding is that he pretty much just let loose off the cuff and that masterpiece came out. It was a reflection of his soul. Be good to people please. Recognize your own advantages if you have any. Be sympathetic to those that are disadvantaged and give them a hand if you can. Let folks make their own decisions too… real decisions. Not made-up superficial decisions.   

My physical stuff

My physical therapy started again today and my therapist has not missed a beat. I got whole new torturous versions of Triple Threat and Bird Dog. Oh my core!  

My back still hurts. My right leg is still tingly. But… even just sitting here I feel like I have muscles in other places than my legs. I’m learning how to NOT arch my back. That’s the worst thing for me. “Push those hips forward, tummy back!”

I’ve run 49 miles this month. That’s a pretty good total for a guy that’s trying not to run more than 4 days a week and no more than 10 once a week. I know this may sound weird, but I sure feel good enough while I’m running to just keep on going. Oh Oh Oh I just want to keep on going and run and run and run and keep going and go to somewhere far away and then be physically exhausted for the rest of the day… crashing properly on the couch and doing nothing.   BUT NO!  8 miles and I’ve still got the energy of that darned bunny. Bounce bounce bounce.

My mood meter

Probably up in the red a little.  Not angry, mind you. I’ve just got too much energy, I’m lonely but I don’t want to go out. Or at least, there are only a few people I would be willing to interact with right now. One is Katie. One is my mom. The others are at least alive, but they are far away. That makes the going kind of rough. This month is proving to be pretty darned tough. I’ve been seeing Katie’s image more than any other month so far. It’s fascinating. January 26th will mark the anniversary of our first date at McDonalds. I’m whipping up a plan to bring that tradition to a close in splendid fashion. If you are local and interested in coming along, let me know.

Sports

And what in the heck was FOX sports thinking when they played Depeche Modes “Personal Jesus” as they went to commercial during the Dallas / Green Bay game.  Weird weird weird.  

Friends

I love you.  Hug.