Friday, April 13, 2007

The Pisser


There are some truths, some irreversible facts, that are a great nuisance to our tranquility of mind. So we lock them out. Instead of letting these troublemakers enter our conscience, where they would stir up our neatly arranged boxes of how this world works, we ignore them.

We choose to ignore them like an unruly three-year old. Yet, once in a while they come to kick us in the shin. That’s when we have to make an extra effort at repression or else confront the sucker. Which of the two shall it be? It’s really up to us.

Two days ago, I was stuck behind a sand colored Honda with a bumper sticker depicting an impish character pissing in an exaggerated curve, bare-assed his middle finger raised at…well, I suppose, the world.

Most of you would probably see this as a perfect occasion to exert some mild mental repression. After all, what else was I going to do in the face of a three-year old mind ready to speed off once the light changed?

Instead, here I am, writing this little note to you to let you all know that we need to keep an eye on that aspect of male extroverted phallic aggression. Pissing, fucking, holding guns, and saying ‘Fuck this World.’ It’s not good. And it’s not good to ignore it either. Look around you.

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