Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Ominous notice and the holiday season

   The year of ominous notice.  I have been quiet up to now because generally it has been rather quiet though not completely at times.

One year, so many years back, I happen to be driving a short jaunt (literally less than a mile) while having come across a car with a bumper sticker reads on the back of a car shockingly rude enough to anyone in clearest view, "You are such a disliked a**hole.  You should have prostate cancer."  The driver's use of bumper sticker advertisement, however, might have seemed a bit atypical for a mid western person in general, or maybe even in a regional context atypical, especially where it were given to something of rude advertising with potentially malicious and threatening notice?  It were in proximity to any given annual holiday season, a postcard surfaces in the mail a few days later.  Somehow I'd been signed up for information concerning a speaking engagement of renowned proctologists from the Mayo clinic at Unity village, though I couldn't recall ever having any expressed interests interests in so far as medicine in this area.  You might have had the sense that there were something more than someone having the conspired interest in routing for one's personal health decline in certain areas.

Sure it seems to run amiss in the cruel social behaviors, namely I'd pin it on conservatives as likely, or it could be something as given more obvious in the area where it is most often found...maybe over on Facebook or Twitter where lingering vulturism eagerly might have awaited the death knell of a former President Jimmy Carter or at least some furthered horror news.  They [such conservatives] might have danced in the streets of New Jersey chanting 'God is Great' among their Christian Coalition cronies.  Though I am not sure in my personal case, if such should have anything to do with politics in the sense that I were as much, out of water, being a democrat in a largely Republican stronghold, or just having been socially targeted by one of those 'groups' invariably for one reason or another that should represent a shit list in so many words.

Really though I imagine it depends on the year and certainly, it seems useful taking all of this in stride.  The seemingly menacing and bellicose behavior is arguably given different measure from year to year.  This year such weren't given potentially in the form of a driver put in a car sent out on a given mission, coupled to any lame attempt in communicating further via postcard, but at least the narrative should be approximately the same.  The same sorts up to their well wishing for the holidays...

All having to do with fastidious attention to personal health and any manner of behavior to go with it.  Year to year, I attribute it to rise of BROKEN SOCIAL SCENE.  Surely, in a way, you have to take it all in stride.  I will likely survive into a specific age category beyond another bracket.  Any investment this year around were likely cheaper.

Occasionally a proximity tailgater from the past, is put up to making the effort of making the unwelcome call on occasion, though never receiving a response,  one should in like kind politely offer, the initiative taken is often at their behest which is a clue enough and the responses given much the same.

I then think of a few brief solicitations after an equivalent 'spring/fall' garage cleaning for odds and ends in the house.  No wants to be an absolute pack rat.  For what I thought might have been innocuous stuffs, a now antique Craftsman table saw, a caller inquires (in the paraphrase):

'I saw your ad for a table saw.'

'Yes, it is up for sale as advertised.'

'Would you be willing to sell this for less?'

(Thinking to myself I hadn't placed this OBO but...)

'Sure I might be willing to do half.'

'That's sounds fine.  The price is too low.  I live near the Walmart supercenter in [unaforementioned] town nearby. You ever been there?'

(hmm supposed to be small chat I would guess but sort of sounds like strangely leading questions but whatever...small town bumpkin one should gather).

'I don't recall.'

(whatever... call terminates)

Though it seems in retrospect, the caller seems to be leading into 'I know why you are selling these things and you aren't above my suspicion sort of effort'.  Price 'too low'?  How could you sell something 'too low'?  There isn't anything illegal by selling anything 'too cheaply'.  Some sell things cheaply just because you can, or you don't really fucking care.  But mostly you figure, the dude was on a limited budget, maybe he were looking for something 'forensically' and his 'department' asked him to get the price as low as possible, and likely like any other garbage collected from the premise going to sit for decades warehoused and collecting dust.  Entirely there might be something coincidental, who knows, but in the end leading one to roll one's eyes.  What could I possibly be doing with a posting...it seems if I had a connection in transacting a table saw to someone I might not post a solicitation in selling a table saw in the first place?  Which sort of runs along the lines of, 'We know you are up to something but we don't what you are up to?'  At this moment I imagine the man's eyes narrowing into tiny slits with the 'look'....In the end I was just selling a damn table saw because it was taking up space?

Too much of the Falcon and the SnowMan shit turns into The Man with One Red Shoe all the fucking time...

its okay to laugh now...

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