Friday, April 15, 2011

"Anthem" I am digging Leonard Cohen these days.

"Anthem"

The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.

I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.

L.C.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Waiting for Wisdom--or It never came

Waiting for Wisdom

When people say they gave one hundred and ten percent, they really mean they gave one-hundred percent of their ten percent, which, of itself is a feat.  Most drift by on nine percent and do fine, even excel. The sign of real genius is not what we have termed it or thought it. For instance, wit comes from only using seven of the ten percent. Why? To negate three percent is to shut off all higher thinking. Wit is a defense mechanism. It derives from fast thinking of the lower realms of intelligence; it is the ability to turn the mundane questions into amusing responses; it is a way to avoid having to answer. Eleven percent is not genius either. The eleventh percentile is associated with all things dark. A melancholy person is melancholic because they see the world with the darkness and the light. They are good at making comparisons. This type of demeanor is prone to dwell on death more than life.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Outstanding Officer Bryan

He wasn’t just a badass. He needed a new word to describe himself ever since he grew the mustache and bought some aviator glasses. He wanted to add the word “special” to everything Adam (our family has called him "special" for years). His workouts turned out to be “special hardcore.” The ladies he honked at were “special” hot, and thought he had a “special” badass stache. And could I disagree? Not when the results were “special” obvious that the bitches were flocking to him like geese to a cut cornfield. Then he saw it, and it changed everything. The cop car parked at the side of Sinclair called him the way a hard cock calls a whore on crack. He stooped to the side of it and had me snap ten shots. The only thing missing was my Colt ACP 45’ in his “special” tough hands or hand, gangsta style, but even so, the pictures of him, with his stache, his glasses, and the cop car in the background warranted a new word. We all agreed he should be known as “Outstanding Special Officer Adam Bryan.” And if you have a problem with his new name, file a complaint with the Ogden Police Department, this new cat, this “Outstanding (capitalized always) cat, answers to no one but his, special in so many ways, bad self.