Too North Dakota for University: Lost Cause, Cold Beer In the Dark

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Lost Cause, Cold Beer In the Dark

You can lead a Jew to Christ, but you can't make him drink.
Peter's in the quicksand, he is starting to sink.

They tell you to begin at the beginning. They want to know. But we all know that they are wrong. Those people, those ubiquitous they, would tell you life was like a high school lunchroom. Do you want those people telling your story, or better yet, telling you how to tell a story. Of course not. Anyone who uses trite and non specific metaphors to convince you of their point of view should be ignored, possibly mocked. I mean, high school lunch room. Please paint that picture for the digital camera youth. Well you see, they (again, an appearance) would make vague, out-dated references to the cliques and the wearisome cliche of high school. Did you just shudder too? I hope so. When you tell a story, you have to make sure everyone knows where you stand. Perspective, like love, is specific. You don't want to encompass everybody, you aren't a bloody local news helicopter, making everything so small and unrecognizable as to encompass everybody. You are'nt some religious group doing the same, using the trite human condition trope to part the gullible and the sensitive from their assets and salvation. But I am, professionally speaking. I am working for the Horsemen, now the Jukebox of Human Destruction, or just Jukebox until an email is formed and properly circulated. More on that.