dedalus Posted September 23, 2012 Share Posted September 23, 2012 We live in a world of make-believe day after day after day after day. I raise a tired fist and feebly say Hello, hello. It seems that things are getting out of hand. Herodotus said a number of interesting things, he pings on the Ancient World, the BC bit, long before the AD slice we live in, being a dangerous man for opinions altogether. So-o-o-o hard to decide whether he’d be telling the truth. In a booth not far from Birmingham I met a man living in a world of make-believe who told me something I still remember: Listen to Herodotus, ya prick, So I, being young and thick listened to the man coming over the airwaves, fading in and out from 350 BC. It didn’t help or relieve, just sought to heave the same old problems around, to shunt the cunts as it were: was Melpomene your suffering mother? She was young, you know, in the early Nazi days and thought it was all very fine. Berlin in the sunlight. Her summer frock. Bathing on the Wannsee with SS boys, No notion the Fuehrer was out of his mind. I wish you would go away, no longer linger no longer stay: your language is offensive! Listen to Herodotus. The defensive part is not the art that wins a War: toujours, toujours l’audace lands you up dead or a cripple. Yes, I enjoy a little tipple now and again with friends, it makes amends for the other crap I end up doing. I have had my fill of war. You don’t know what you’re fighting for after the first year runs into the second. A fecund lady has always been my dream, broad hips, big tits, something to grab hold of, but I always end up with slight little girls, little waifs who slit their wrists, have problems, who arouse my protective instincts, and who, if you get that far, are not a very good fuck. I need a blonde beaming girl who doesn’t read books, who doesn’t speak in connected sentences, who understands money like you wouldn’t believe! Girlfriends are one thing, but wives are another! I was told that by my mother: she said, may God direct you to the Right Woman, you young idiot, etc. My Chinese girl has left me. Of course she has. She was so cute and young and smart and elegant: no doddering chav is allowed these things … if but only for a while and so my heart still sings. Dangerously. I smile. A sunny smile. I know, I know it is all a game and other sweet girls will flutter along like moths to murder in the flame. They want a certain something. And so, dear God, do I. Herodotus was saying, before you interrupted that different people behave in different ways and he was fascinated by this: he writes, whenever the Persians had something seriously to decide they went about it twice. Initially, they were quite sober and rational, questioning, very very open to advice, but then they went off and got totally drunk or stoned and listened to no-one, to see if feelings would coincide. As I stare, in fact glare at my iPhone 5 today that still makes sense in every way. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fdelano Posted September 25, 2012 Share Posted September 25, 2012 Quite a unique--and true to life history. I love the span connecting Herodotus to the I phone 5. Otherwise, it's brilliant and insane, as if I would know. Thanks, Bren the Free. (My dub for thee.) Ha. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted September 30, 2012 Share Posted September 30, 2012 Hi Brendan, You were you a history professor in a past life? I love the step back in time that you display in oh so human images. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted October 2, 2012 Share Posted October 2, 2012 Colourful, entertaining and educational. Reminds me of something I once read: “Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future.” B. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dedalus Posted October 20, 2012 Author Share Posted October 20, 2012 I honestly don't know where these things come from. But come they do ... usually on Thursdays. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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