I don’t write in a journal everyday, but I have accumulated many entries over the past 50+ years beginning in 1966. Some items evolved into longer works. Among the leftovers little pieces survived. I thought a collection of these with a piece culled from the same date in a past year would make an interesting yearbook. The consistencies and inconsistencies of mind, skipping back and forth across time, provide varied perspectives. It is difficult to remember the context of the past we’ve lived; we also make suppositions about times that predate ourselves.

The few alterations from original drafts were to improve clarity. The worst of my work is not included. There remains enough mediocrity and immaturity to make me feel humble and you feel smart. There are also moments of accidental insight and incidental humor.

Author Stephen Crane referred to his little pieces as pills…apparently they were small and somewhat hard to swallow, but good for you.


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Thursday, November 12, 2020

One learns the rules of the games

 

from this week in November, 2019  (I was 74)

 

One learns the rules of the games

most common to the region

fields arenas or stadia

casino tables and race tracks

Games about winning require deception

How much can I get away with

It takes more skills than game skills

subterfuge something under the table

city council and Chamber of Commerce

subtle maneuvers and crass power grabs

psychological chicanery extortion

Stock market or bowling

It’s all about the roll over

How big are your balls

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