Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 21

“The real question is less philosophical (Are you willing to ‘cost your constituents their lives’?) than practical (What is your tolerance for some uncertain number of additional deaths against some certain benefits of resuming regular life?).”

Goodbye, crazy city
Goodbye, ugly pride.
Shadowy companion
Goodbye, crazy city
We sure had a run.
I really thought i’d made it
In the days when i was dumb.
I thought you were my cradle;
You held me in your hands,
Squeezed out every penny,
Then you cut me loose and ran.

Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 20

“So given that I know what’s wrong with me, I’m going to try to let myself cry and sleep without judgment. I might also indulge in some extra food and drink because maybe you can’t reason with your body, but you sure can drug that bitch. I’m not going to watch John Krasinski’s feel-good-happy-times because those don’t work for me, but I’m not going to begrudge others for doing so (although I do still side-eye the Jack Ryan show). Our new normal is that everything is abnormal, and my new okay is that I’m not okay. I’m not okay, and I’m fine with that.”

Smile when we need it
Crying in the corner
Out of sight out of mind
Feel like a devil
In the midst of angels
Baby, no one’s doing fine

Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 19

“But the dancing plagues aren’t the only form of dance the Black Death inspired. Following the devastation of the Black Death, art and allegorical literature took up the theme of dance as well. As early as 1424, we find artistic renderings of the Danse Macabre, also known as the Dance of Death. In the Danse Macabre, Death, depicted as a dancing skeleton, leads people from all walks of life in a final, fatal dance to the grave. Despite one’s wealth or power or lack of either, all must join in the Danse Macabre.”

Lets do it
Lets dance
Lets dance across the floor
Yeah lets do it
Lets dance
Lets do it some more

Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 18

“That kind of naive optimism in the face of encroaching disaster is a pitfall of owning a human brain, several experts on the psychology of risk perception told me recently.

People have trouble appraising exponentially growing problems, seeing exactly how they themselves might be affected, and understanding the best way to help when disaster arrives. Our brains aren’t designed to anticipate threats such as pandemics, which allows the tiny, brainless pathogens to get the upper hand as we fumble along.

The only way to counteract these biases, experts say, is to prepare ahead of time. Which is, alas, something the United States also failed to do.”

Tell you once,
I’m gonna tell you twice
Everything that I do,
Watch me,
Heed my advice

Baby, I Need Something I Can Feel

It’s a dull, cloudy day here at Rancho DeNada, partially because of the weather.

That’s the gun range. Which I rebuilt after some assholes destroyed it. Picasso said every act of creation begins with an act of destruction. Maybe so.

Let’s tear some shit up.

Delaney wants to rescue old dogs and keep them out here on the farm. I told her one old dog out here waiting to be rescued is enough. Maybe I need one of those posters. It would look something like this. And sound something like this.

I can hear the Chuck-will’s widow over by the corner pond. He hangs out over there, I hang out over here. Sometimes we hear each other. I heard the coyotes earlier. Again.

I momentarily forgot how much I dig Jimbo Mathus‘ music. Then I heard this today.

Come find me, and we’ll have a good ole time.

I can’t even imagine what the end of this COVID-19 situation is going to look like. I’m not even sure how I want it to look.

But it’s going to be different. For sure.

Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 17

“Oliver made sure to tell her professor her parents were divorced prior to introducing the two. The mother-daughter duo did a practice run before the office hour call to make sure they executed the plan smoothly.”

Girls with curls and big long locks
And beatnik chicks just wearing their smocks
Walking high and mighty like she’s number one
(She thinks she’s the passionate one)