WALKING ON THIN ICE

we broke out of a graveyard last night. came upon the walled village cemetery near dusk, and i wondered how we could get in (without dying). found a gate i assumed would be locked. opened it. went in. tarried 20 minutes. came back. tried to leave. gate was deadlocked. we climbed out over the wall.

the cemetery was right next to the playground. from the playground to the graveyard - i detect a metaphor there in.

found some magic mustard. in french it is Moutarde a l’ Ancienne - mustard of the ancients… in dutch it is Mosterd op Oude Wijze - mustard of the old wise. it is so hot it brings tears to your eyes. kathy used it today to clear her sinuses. we’ll smear a slice of bread with just mustard and sit around eating it while we cry. delicious, and addicting. as are the breads - compared to french croissants, all the ones i’ve had previously are amaturish imitations. the french breads and cheeses are delights - and of course two things i’m not to eat due to my high cholesteral. maybe i’ll just eat myself to death and get it over with, go out happy - they already tried to lock me in the local graveyard.

the door to the rear hallway is 5 foot 8 inches tall… i am 6 foot 3. it took three serious light inducing tear bringing wappings to knock some sense into my head. pain is a wonderfully effective teacher - if you’re willing to listen. now when i walk toward the door, my body automatically cringes downward.

now begins the process of becoming in this new place. i feel a wee bit lost, aimless. i know where north and south and the village square are, and that’s it. i’ll go pump up the bicycle tire and we’ll head off down the road to see what we see. i know it will be rich, rewarding and fun - just have to do it. guess that’s the moral here - just do it. put one foot in foot of the other, the other in front of the one.

to those who think i protest too much the cheney bush crimes against humanity:>:>:>:>:>

“No longer can any American citizen or organization simply sit on the fence and say, Well, we don’t take a position on the war, because the war in itself is unconstitutional in many forms, and we as Americans have to step up and say either we agree with what’s going on or we disagree with what’s going on…. If you disagree…then you are going to have to ask yourself what are you willing to sacrifice of yourself in order to correct the injustice and wrongs of this government in regard to the Iraq War. We all take part in it–if you pay your taxes, you’re taking part in this war. We all have a responsibility, as they determined after Nuremberg, whether you’re the lowest soldier or the highest ranking general, or just a regular civilian, we all have responsibility…to resist and refuse enabling and condoning this criminal behavior.” - Lieutenant Ehren Watada

i served my country by doing 5 years in the navy… i earned my right to dissent. i started protesting the vietnam war once i was honorably discharged in february of 1968, and i’ve been protesting illegal acts by our government these 39 years since. i’m no traitorous military deserter like george bush. i’m no cowardly draft deferment sucker-upper like dick cheney. and i’ve not used 600 billion dollars of american’s tax money to kill 650,000 iraqi civilians while stuffing my friends’ pockets with missing billions like the cheney bush beast has done. some folk wonder why i can’t be silent - i wonder how they can be.