#178 Unraveling

Is it just me or does the entire country seem to being going through this massive disconnect? It’s as if the whole no-weapons-of- mass-destruction-after-all thing has unraveled society as we used to know it. Like someone killing the Mummy by spraying him with fabric softener.
I noticed it most particularly last Veterans Day. A time set aside each year to honor our veterans. I think it’s completely appropriate to take a day off from work and contemplate silently and in community events the magnitude of the sacrifice these brave men and women made for their and our country. And there were many such celebrations across the state and nation.
But the official big celebration on the Capitol Campus in Olympia—gatherings at all the major memorials, speeches, instruments playing—was held on Thursday. All very honorable and solemn. Except that it was on the Thursday before Veterans Day. I guess the planners figured they’d better have it then because they’d get more people to show up. I mean, after all, the next day, Friday, was a holiday.
Speaking of disconnect, I read on the internet, the source of knowledge straight and true, that there’s a rumor on the street that a show is being planned in the bowels of Hollywood called “Survivor, New Orleans.” Of course another internet source claims that the government is secretly experimenting with meth addicts to see if it’s possible to use them as an alternate energy source by getting them really tweeked and putting them on treadmills.
The other day these women came into my business. They were selling knickknacks for charity, they said. They each had laminated ID cards. Nothing like lamination if you want to impress people with the honesty of your scam, by the way. Just because you want to mock up an official-looking document in Word and paste a picture on it and take it to the Kinkos laminator doesn’t mean you’re not honest, per se. They said they were from the United Churches and tried to peddle their wares for Katrina survivors, etc. I told them we didn’t buy things from solicitors but if they’d like to leave some literature we’d be happy to mail something to a worthy charity. They didn’t have any literature and pressed harder. I pressed back and asked if they had a website. They finally gave me one, S-T-F- USA.com. I looked it up and guess what? They were moonies. It was the Reverend Moon’s website. And it was Unification church not United church. Funny, when you write out S-T-F- USA it looks like stiff USA. And when you’ve been stiffed by someone...you? Get out the fabric softener?
America ya gotta love it.