There are a number of other things I ought to be doing in this ten minute burst. To hear it from my 10 yr old, I ought to be playing Dragon Ball Z: Xenoverse, because by not doing so I am confirming his suspicion that I will never play and thus wasted my money on the game. Of course his assessment neglects that I bought the game for him and further neglects life itself–beyond video games. That’s his crutch. Mine is still TV and finding all new and colorful shows designed to waste my time and further distract me from the actually important and meaningful tasks in my life.
These tasks don’t include NBA 2K or any manner of game, but they do include writing, which I’ve neglected as of late. I feel like I need to build up some more ‘life experience’ to really start producing ground breaking work again. I don’t know, I enjoy the stuff I produce but it hasn’t been special for a while. At this point I’m rambling, so on to…
Some Thoughts:
- Children fascinate me. I had occasion to open my desk computer today and found an unfinished poem about sunlight. On the second screen was a poetry website with a sampling of Spring-themed poems the mid-kid was using to understand the cadence and specific imagery of seasonal poetry. Why he didn’t just ask me is a completely different conversation, but the fact that he went online and sought out this information to write a poem on his own gives me hope.
- I’m having extensive shoulder (rotator cuff) problems. This is further evidence of aging that I can no longer deny.
- 1799 indeed. This was the year New York began abolishing slavery and the year the slaver Eli Whitney began mass producing firearms. Those two things have been entangled ever since. There is a longstanding relationship between the fear historically attributed to black men and the use and control of firearms in the United States.