Bedrock & Paradox

I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

Entertainment, if it weren’t for the misogyny:

Just as she was getting to her bra, the maître d’hôtel got to her. Thus her drunken, wobbly stint as a stripper ended, and so did her dinner. She and her date, a smiling, sloshed man who had seemingly egged her on, were escorted to the door.

“She was not necessarily attractive or young, so it was disruptive,” complained Mr. Le Dû, who left Daniel several years ago and now owns a wine shop in Greenwich Village. “If she were beautiful, it might have been different. People might have been cheering her on.”

DaveC

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  1. Ed Avatar
    Ed

    LOL!! I read that same exact article this morning and thought exactly the same thing about that particular story. It is an amazing insight into one person’s thinking and perhaps even a general commentary on what “those” people are like. But I shouldn’t generalize.I also found fascinating some of the other peek-a-boo’s into how the other .01% live.Ed

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  2. Enel Avatar
    Enel

    I have little tolerance for drunks whatever their net-worth. I’ve seen too many lives shattered (literally) by the effects of intoxication.That article just makes me sad in so many ways.

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  3. Ed Avatar
    Ed

    enel – just yesterday a friend and former co-worker passed away from alcoholism at age 50, leaving behind 2 kids and friends and family wondering what in the world…..? Her liver simply wouldn’t function anymore. The hospital barely tried to keep her alive, there was nothing they could do.It all happened so fast in the end and closer friends than I, could do nothing to halt the precipitous slide into oblivion. It is shocking and incredibly sad.Ed

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  4. Enel Avatar
    Enel

    Sorry to hear about that Ed. Chronic alcoholism is a totally different and sad issue as well. I was thinking more of all the broken bodies I’ve seen from drunk car accidents/drunk acts of violence. So many bad decisions stem from the intoxication. It is hard not to get quite pissed at the folks you are supposed to be caring for.The trauma room has its own smell…a mixture of of blood, vomit, and alcohol.

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