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Sunday Feb. 21, 2016


Why is one thing or idea more important? This is comparable to asking why one person is more important than another. Sometimes, that’s just how it is and we have to be happy with that. But the other hemisphere of my brain has a different view …

Why?

Why not?

Of course.

Of course NOT.

Seems a childish argument, ‘he said – she said’. But this argument didn’t take place on a playground, around a board room table or on a debate stage. Unless you consider that tiny spot at base of my brain a stage. Turn up your sound system and listen awhile.

To blame – or not to blame?

Understand?

Every action, however swiftly we take them, has roots somewhere. My most recent reminder, in a meeting this week. Someone said something stupid, not thought through. I took it as an insult, my knees jerked and my jawbone opened.

Wasn’t my finest moment. Made my point. In the course of that action probably revealed more than I should have – to people who must wonder, ‘he protests too much methinks’ while I ponder which of my childhood memories that knee-jerk reaction connects with. Several. 

In my mind, prime venue for this battle, my debate is an often futile effort, is like watching some early-round back-forth tennis match between unknown players from countries you can’t spell. And like playing checkers against yourself. Black is white. White is black. I know the other guy’s answer, the counter-move, because they are my moves.

Of course. Of course not. Why? Why not? This struggle fits well that label ‘to be continued’.

Because it seems to never end.


Mark Kolke

PS.: I’ve changed my mind. I used to think Ishtar was the worst movie, ever. Now I think the Coen Brothers latest, Hail Caesar, has overtaken that distinction … I want my money back.

written / published from Calgary, AB

morning walk:  -2C/29F, partly cloudy but bright, light breeze, familiar route – but my mind was busy and I didn’t enjoy much or observe much and Gusta was routinely well behaved with no moment of insanity to amuse me, or I to amuse her …


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