he took his beer and books(wanderlust
the buried giant mythago wood anti-intellectualism in american life) outside
into a pleasant wind
looking north and east he saw the
dull grainygray gauze of ash and smoke of forest fires still untamed
untamed
just
like us to think we can tame anything
we can certainly put our fingers
in a pie
start a fire
cause
exquisite mayhem
remain unrepentant
eventually we can clearcut
bombard it with water and chemicals eventually assisting the beast to extinguish itself
provide hospice
yeah Tame
he took his beer and books
outside to escape the telephone to put
a brief hold on their off-and-on conversations that beaded a slender chain of the better
part of two hours
he rationalised(really really
she was doing fine on her own) helped her confirm her suspicions that
the nonprofit she worked for was profiting handsomely possibly profiting its
Board(cream rises) but definitely the executive and a select minion they were systematically bilking(she preferred
defrauding) state agencies who were too ponderous too understaffed too
underfunded to afford regulators to sift through the mire and minutia determine
who the bad actors are and run forensic accounting on their books
the crux of their conversationhis alarm was her stress not only that she was enduring this now-unfolding uncertain
certainty but also her misfortune of contendingconstantly and consistently with her overseers
rebuffing their courses which had over the past year borne her out readily confirming her grit and acumen unfortunately though to her disadvantage affecting her physically she was struggling
with a yet-identified if-ever-to-be-identified immune disorder
he guarded her jealously sternly warned her(not that she didnt know or didnt grasp its reality) that the last thing she needed in her life was more stress
he guarded her jealously sternly warned her(not that she didnt know or didnt grasp its reality) that the last thing she needed in her life was more stress
I
understand your passion your hatred – not typically your forte -- of those who try
to play you a fool
she received a text forwarded by a coworker from the executive officer just after she had confronted him about their
recently deployed and terribly improbable scheduling she told him that it ran afoul of labor lawslaws
she had cursory knowledge of but possiblyquite frankly other laws too
she asked if she could forward
the text to him so he could read it and give her his thoughts
: Ah yes – an undoing when when a Trust is broken - a resource when it
provides:bestows gifts and opportunities . Onto another learning and maturation
curve.
he texted her that it lacked context(was poorly written) that she
couldnt assume it was in regards to her its context could only be grasped if she read the text her coworker sent then the executive replied
he texted a second time: It is
ambiguous. HA! Interesting.(inside joke)
she texted: my chest tho holy
shit.
: Thinking Swedish(hospital) before it gets
worse?
:
i can’t yet.
:
Can’t ?
Can’t breathe . . . really tough to finish out a day.
then : Heart?
Heart don’t beat .. . really tough to finish out a day
:
ha.
:
I didn’t mean either as a joke, as I know you know . . .I understand the
job, you spent the morning adamant about how you were being treated.
How are you treating yourself any
different?
he didnt expect hed hear from her
for a while
he took his beer and books
outside
he didnt hear from her until
later that evening
she called
she wasnt well
1816, Friday,
13 10. 17
1132, Saturday,
14 10. 17
