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Pimento Blues (A Facebook Note)
written by Gordon Wilson (and edited slightly by bluharmony).
Oscar Wilde once said, “the value of an idea has nothing whatever to do with the sincerity of the man who expresses it.” I hope you all take this into account while reading this little bit of meandering prose.
To begin, I rarely, if ever, share any of my writing. Not sure why. Most likely I have never really had anything pertinent to say. Not that this will win me any awards or praises, but sometimes we all have to let our guard down and purge the psyche. An enema of thought. And what better way to do it than with an audience. Don’t mind me if I picture you all naked. This fear of expunging and all.
I have four half eaten jars of olives in my fridge. I have no clue why. The rest of my fridge seems to be in order. Checks and balances. Cheese where it should be, milk not yet expired, lettuce in the crisper, and sorbet in the freezer. Yet there they are, four soldiers, wounded but not yet dead. A lot can be said for this and who I am. Perhaps I am obsessed with pimento, or am just too lazy to get the fork down into the bowels of the jar. Or, I am just unorganized and forgetful. Maybe, just maybe, they are not there, and I don’t exist. Food for thought ( pun totally intended). (Bluharmony says: I always wondered about those olive jars…)
Olives though really have nothing to do with what I wanted to discuss. I want to talk about hypocrisy and the fact that we all suffer from it to some degree. I know I do. I consider myself sensitive to the needs of others, but I have often pushed them away. I have no clue what love really is, yet I am in love. Money means nothing to me, but only because I have a few dollars in my pocket. I am an atheist, yet wonder if by advertising it I am not giving more credence to a higher being. On an individual level, this is merely human nature, I think. We are all selfish to a degree and often have two trains of thought that will fill a niche when needed. As long as trust and true honesty are not compromised, and no one loses an eye, these little inner foibles can be reconciled.
However, duplicity on a grand scale, really gets my socks in a knot (standing on my soap box). We get spoon fed euphemisms from oil cartels and the pharmaceutical industry and like lemmings we jump off the cliff and into their pandering pocketbooks. I am not a conspiracies buff by any stretch, yet it would seem to me that as long as they keep us drugged and driving they will have us eating out of the palms of their greedy hands. And we know governments and law makers, for all their so-called good intentions, will never really do anything about it. The taxes and funding they receive from these companies are enormous. As an aside, this is the same reason smoking will never be outlawed. (Blu’s editorial comment: too bad.)
Ok, so maybe that wasn’t a cleansing of my soul, but more like the ranting of an old jaded guy, but believe me when I say I have a lot of issues. (Who the hell doesn’t?)
I think I’ll go buy a jar of olives….
–All original content in this post is by(c)BluHarmony with all rights reserved.
