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The Locker as Metaphor
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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I mean to go there daily. It's on the list. Every list, every day.
And most days I find a reason to avoid it...
The locker, it's not just a locker, it's a portal into my unconscious, a metaphor for my every disordered and dangling thought, 10,000 unfinished projects, unsorted arts and crafts, nick-knacks and memorabilia. To the casual eye it's all just junk, but like all enchantments nothing is as it seems...
Mnemosyne, Hades, I'm Orpheus, again and again returning to the cave, excavating paths, deadfall traps poised overhead, toppling boxes apprehended mid-flight by other boxes, cardboard arches filled with crockery, paint brushes, oils, watercolors, acrylics, pastels, mixed media...
Unpacking memories, Eurydice, Eurydice, it's all memory, old photographs, letters, inaccessible memories stored in jumbles of towering boxes, a labyrinth of boxes splitting their sides, buckets running with sand, concentrates, bones and skeletons, chests of drawers and trunks and more chests, crates filled to the brim, ledgers, diaries of expenses, of trivial events, notebooks and sketches, boxes of books, remembered and forgotten, I need to unspool a ball of twine that I might find my way out again, through the overhanging shade, and tantalizing, always out of reach or at the bottom of some great stack or pyramid, another box, another crate, dig deeper, ever deeper...
There are CD's, boxes of CD's, CD ROMS, DVD's filled with music, .jpg's, .gif's, .mp3's and .mp4's, files, pictures, forgotten, lost, corrupted, in unreadable formats, on broken laptops, cameras, tablets, cellphones, flash drives and memory cards, SD, Micro SD, plastic shards of memory filled with copper teeth, unrecoverable, now a decade since last I opened, Vaults and Cupboards full of childhood toys, suitcases and closets full of discarded clothing, a box of stopped watches, shelves filled with old postcards, memberships and passports (and the daughter, assisting, recognizes not me but her brother), like Theseus and the Minotaur, unraveling, unpacking, ever deeper and deeper into the gloom, blind and searching, remembering, ...
Fill the car with boxes, don't check, don't look inside, they can be returned, there will be many trips back here, this place warrants a thousand excavations, sort through, file, discard, transcribe, sell, the work here, years to organize it all...
Life now is measured more by what I've forgotten than what I can remember, I had forgotten but now I remember in this intangible shade, this cave of shadows, of shifting umbras, the photographs of ghosts and music-box hauntings, while all the while digging deeper and deeper, this is where the treasures are. this: in the tomb of all ideas, ideals, I'm my own grave robber ...
each man kills the thing he loves
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"Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!"
- From the "Ballad of Reading Gaol" by Oscar Wilde, A bit long, a trifle didactic and repetitive, reminds me in rhyme and repetition of "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner". But a great line...
Another terrific week of policing...
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You know, I try to ignore it but they were all so much in the news a few weeks ago. First, in the US 4 cops beat up a black undercover officer after first tweeting things like: “It’s gonna get IGNORANT tonight!!” and “It’s gonna be a lot of fun beating the hell out of these s---heads once the sun goes down and nobody can tell us apart!!!!”
But for people that think that would never happen here, not in Canada, I gotta tell you, we topped them:
First, the antics of a couple of drunk Ottawa Officers, which reads like a script for "Bon Cop Bad Cop":
Then, an officer shoots another in Niagara, apparently as a result of losing a fistfight, and the last news update was November 30...?...you'd think there would be a little more interest.
And it rather raises the question, what were the other 11 officer witnesses doing? Just watching? Placing bets? What does that say about the culture? WTF? (and, yes, I know the officers didn't have to be present to be witnesses, but I know - just for a moment - you considered it. And that says a lot...)
Here's a bonus: https://melmagazine.com/en-us/story/cops-are-set-up-to-be-dangerously-bad-shots and another, try googling "Police Culture of Fear".
Why do we give the people we most wouldn't want to have guns guns? And Vests? And Cars even? Are we that crazy? It appears we are that crazy...
Putin & Bin Salman
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This is as sinister as hell. You can tell who's running the show, and they know it. Who's getting away with Murder? We are, we are...
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