3:00am Wellington time.....
Farley woke me up at 0300 enquiring as to the whereabouts of his beloved Osso Buco bone. We looked around but couldn’t find it. He settled down when I told him that the faster he went to sleep the sooner he could get his leftover dog pizza. He got so excited, he immediately passes out. Mystery about the bone though and it’s a big one too. Could leave a bruise…
So, as for me, I’m left with a loudly snoring doggo and a failed investigation. What’s a fella to do? Read the news from Toronto of course. Not the best idea, I discover. It’s way too late for this, the mind is not ready to digest, the stories and make sense of them. The reporting of “reality” takes on a surreal quality and can even induce existential crises. Here’s what happened.
“A mentally ill man, who decapitated his 78 year old mother absconded after he was given a day pass.” Me: Whoa, gave him a day pass? Wouldn’t want my name on that ticket! The Spectre of Prof. Gary Kraemer appears over my bed. Remember Kenneth my lecture on the Implications for understanding developmental psychopathology in humans, in Aggression PSY303? About the man held for life in Penetanguishene’s maximum secure forensic hospital? He cleaved her head with an axe and then ate her brain from her cracked skull. Is he likely to be a danger to the public, Kenneth? No Professor, he is not, matricide in the context of a psychotic state tends to be highly focused and is not generally indicative of further risks of violence, in the absence of a more generalised history. Well, then Kenneth? I still wouldn’t give him a day pass! Poof!
“Etobicoke condo owners demand 'justice' after fee increase.” They want the owners to pay $2000 a month in condo fees to effect repairs. $2000 a month!!! Is the world upside down? Not to mention these, as you might expect in a building that is in such serious need of urgent repairs, are people just cusping on ownership of their homes. My mind boggles!
The Samuel quadruplet children have started their studies at McMaster University. Their father says “it's $12,000 a year apiece. We cannot describe in words what G*d has done for us.” The spectre of Tevye, the poor Jewish milkman living in the Russian village of Anatevka (Fiddler on the Roof, but also, I was him in a past life I know it), appears above my bed and says, “Yes, thank you for four identical girls who are smart -- four tuitions, four weddings -- that’s some big mitzvah!” (Did I mention that I saw Chaim Topol live in this role once? Now that was a mitzvah!) The father of these young women, though, Samuel Devasikhamony, meant it in all sincerity. Such a beautiful family.
Okay, so things are a getting a bit weird with all the ghostly apparitions chiming in and hanging over my bed. But now, comes the existential crisis! How, how, how on this green earth, could I ever, ever, in my wildest hallucination, ever, even remotely agree with something Rob Ford said? Unheard of, absurd! (thanks for that Tevye), but alas, we both the think the Olympics is a giant sink hole. No, TO. Remember last time, where are you, Bread not Circuses?
So, as for me, I’m left with a loudly snoring doggo and a failed investigation. What’s a fella to do? Read the news from Toronto of course. Not the best idea, I discover. It’s way too late for this, the mind is not ready to digest, the stories and make sense of them. The reporting of “reality” takes on a surreal quality and can even induce existential crises. Here’s what happened.
“A mentally ill man, who decapitated his 78 year old mother absconded after he was given a day pass.” Me: Whoa, gave him a day pass? Wouldn’t want my name on that ticket! The Spectre of Prof. Gary Kraemer appears over my bed. Remember Kenneth my lecture on the Implications for understanding developmental psychopathology in humans, in Aggression PSY303? About the man held for life in Penetanguishene’s maximum secure forensic hospital? He cleaved her head with an axe and then ate her brain from her cracked skull. Is he likely to be a danger to the public, Kenneth? No Professor, he is not, matricide in the context of a psychotic state tends to be highly focused and is not generally indicative of further risks of violence, in the absence of a more generalised history. Well, then Kenneth? I still wouldn’t give him a day pass! Poof!
“Etobicoke condo owners demand 'justice' after fee increase.” They want the owners to pay $2000 a month in condo fees to effect repairs. $2000 a month!!! Is the world upside down? Not to mention these, as you might expect in a building that is in such serious need of urgent repairs, are people just cusping on ownership of their homes. My mind boggles!
The Samuel quadruplet children have started their studies at McMaster University. Their father says “it's $12,000 a year apiece. We cannot describe in words what G*d has done for us.” The spectre of Tevye, the poor Jewish milkman living in the Russian village of Anatevka (Fiddler on the Roof, but also, I was him in a past life I know it), appears above my bed and says, “Yes, thank you for four identical girls who are smart -- four tuitions, four weddings -- that’s some big mitzvah!” (Did I mention that I saw Chaim Topol live in this role once? Now that was a mitzvah!) The father of these young women, though, Samuel Devasikhamony, meant it in all sincerity. Such a beautiful family.
Okay, so things are a getting a bit weird with all the ghostly apparitions chiming in and hanging over my bed. But now, comes the existential crisis! How, how, how on this green earth, could I ever, ever, in my wildest hallucination, ever, even remotely agree with something Rob Ford said? Unheard of, absurd! (thanks for that Tevye), but alas, we both the think the Olympics is a giant sink hole. No, TO. Remember last time, where are you, Bread not Circuses?