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A Hard Place

CEE

    Human creatures are big on massing against same. It’s a primary reason I keep to myself. It’s why I have a hard time condemning the man in Maurice Ogden’s The Hangman. Ultimately, those who stick out necks, are slipping them into nooses. Sincere effort kills; it’s a fact, look it up. It also generates few results, if you look at the tapestry of humanity. Abject cruelty, by religionist and humanist, Red or Rightist, the well-intended and shit-disturbers alike. Human creatures suck. You’re all on freaky power trips. I’m glad I’m a force of nature. It’s like being an automatic shift in a world of “sticks”: what I feel, I slip into and out of with ease, and with a single step. You? Clunkety, rip-sound, rattleass, repeat. Oops. Flooded it.
    This little shaver-me-lad, sees an endless human cycle: freakout, overcorrection, retaliation, battle—in our fair land, eventually, Court... and even then, what justice is meted, begins the pattern once more. Freakout. Overcorrection. Retaliation. Battle. It’s therefore difficult to side with anyone, re: anything. It eventually turned me into a crusader for Self. For the Hitler within, that divine or semidivine thing that’s causing any friction to begin with. Rather than crush The Other, I say spread The Good News of You. Mmmm...Self...
    The story of Hitler and of our Second World War, make up a heraldry we’ll be another century in discarding. It’s too huge a story, larger people from bigger times that try as we might with the postmodern, we cannot reduce to the mundane. We cannot make Him and The Struggle, “like us”. We can do it with Washington, we can do it with Crockett. Who cares, right, we’re all people (?) But if we make ‘Dolf just some joe with a plan, niggle too hard at the fight between sides, ca. 1939-45, we have two problems: we’ve 1) made the culmination of the horror of Self eating everything in sight, into a common thing, which 2) begs the question of whether Hitler might be You and Me. Our neighbor, minister. Our government. The planet.
    Head’s up, nonfriends: He’s You. Hitler is you having achieved Bruce Almighty. He’s what a run at the tables for the whole of the night, will bring. He’s Ultimate Uncare. The rest of us don’t outstrip the roulette wheel in quite the same style, no, we’re much happier being McNichol and Sarandon in Women of Valor, smacking each other in turn for the amusement of the guards. My solution is more Self, not less. If your world isn’t starting, try it again with more gas.
    There would seem to be no known state of human beingness, which is “the correct form”. This would mean there is no absolute “right”. And, there! See? Like magic, Self’s boomerang is again in your hand.
    Except, it might be The Sword of Siegfried. Or a handheld video game. Try making Life about You. You’ll sleep better.

—CEE, 1/15&$047;12

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