. . . ya treated me a bit like a cigarette butt

                                               Stepped on me crushed me 

    I did not. coquettishlydelivered  trying to make light of the accusation

Actually  Ja

              You knew my feelings towards them both  Spouted it out so gallant    Negligent

Sydney

Met him years before you did

                                 An you were aware of my affection for Bruen

What? A writer, overseas, you never met him would never meet, didn’t communicated with him. What affection?

Oh I don know  Wha possible affection

                                           Coud be not only did I recommend him but I also checked books out of the library by him for you to read

You remember

                  Conveniently forget

I remember.

    Then why the abysmal treatment

I thought you knew.

 

    Thas youre excuse for blundering in

Then after realising you screwed the pooch ya still couldnt muster  not only a condolence but an apology 

I read him  But I didnt know anything about himhis life

How would I know?

    All the more reason to have been cautious

                                                    Sydney

Fuckin incredible when you told me he died

Two weeks after the fact

 

I thought you knew.

    Think If Id have known

                                  Wouldnt I have called you  told you

 

Treated me like a cigarette butt

Fuckin work on your EQ

              

                                 IQ Youre a fanboy   Secondary to EQ

 

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1649,  Halloween – reggaefriday,  31  10. 25

made him assess  fleeting

he finished takin a leak outdoors  California why use a toilet flush  he was a better steward than that

walking back to the patio where he left broheim and his buddy Bob they were sitting with their beaks in their smartphones

                    thought it queer  curious   Hey boys

they hadnt seen each other in more than a year

                                                    thought theyd be gasbaggin

Hey boys

they looked up

Got time

Time?

To consider an observation

Your dick?

Woudya like to see went for his pants

No no. looked at one another   We’re cool.

Guess well find out

                        Since you were nursing your brain  Braindeadness grey in your faces 

I was thoroughlytempted to give ya some resounding slaps  But perhaps this consideration will do

    Though I reserve the option to crack ya one

they looked like they wanted to remark on his animosity  but  wisely   held their tongues

Takin a leak I looked at the crown the reef of live oaks in the lot next door A huge shadow raced across them

I knew but I tossed a glance up  right

                                             A turkey vulture

He or she circledpassed again Threw their shadow on the canopy again

                                                                                  Seemed deliberate

I wondered if they were admiring their shadow

Wondered  if they realised time is fleeting

    After the second pass they veered west flew away

As they flew into that gulf of blue air I saw two small birds twistturn one chasing the other  They flew headlong into the live oak boughs As they did   Threw shadows too

Flying artfully  Threw shadows on the trees

                                                 But I imagined they werent able to notice  see

Their acrobatics severe  their shadows  abrupt

I cant imagine they recognised time fleeting

 

  Any thoughts

Yeah Bobby said

                       I can’t believe you didn’t piss on your leg.

he an attorney

broheim a college professor

he was a carpenter

had thought he was hangin out with some kind of intellect

                                                                       fooled himself

1619,  Tuesday,  28  10. 25

1421,  Halloween-reggaefriday,  31  10. 25

caught Ross Douthats podcast Interesting Times he was interviewing Shyam Sankar the CTO (Chief Technical Officer) of Palantir it produces software for counterterrorism military operations corporate data management artificial intelligence

a couple of times during the interview they related “Who is watching the watchers?” and each time he heard Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Latin for Who will guard the guards themselves? Juvenal a satiric Roman poet circa First Century CE Common Era not AD Anno Domini Latin for “in the year of the Lord”  leaving Jesus out of this mess

                      whos watching Palantir

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? 

    Nah nah nah, no worries. Trust us. We have your best interests at heart.

 

he had wanted to learn Latin as a kid

found out what that would entail

the Catholic Church

Fuck

didnt want to learn it that bad

but certain words phrases stuck with him

and since he trusted no one    You have trust issues.    I don  Have no issues at all

    watch watchers  guard guardians

                                           security  freedom

Please excuse our burgeoning Surveillance State.

                                                     It’s for your own good.

good  isnt freedom

                        security

place everyone in cells

theyre safe and sound

    but what of those who have to maintain security

                                                         the jailers

got to imagine the few outside the cells   their freedom  will be awfully awfully fulfilling

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?

                         
                                          thats the job he wants

   

752preferred,  Thursday,  30  10. 25

1137,  Halloween reggaefriday,  31  10. 25

Interesting Times  Palantir (Tolkien’s Seeing Stones)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4I7UsmX8HI

his father is elderly

had a birthday

made a wish

later that night they were sharing black coffee and Drambuie

    Say?

Ja Dad

Would you care to know what my birthday wish was I don’t buy into that nonsense if you share it it doesn’t come true . . . how many wishes do?

Ja

     Id love to hear

I wished he slid forward in his chair seat towards him created an atmosphere of confidence I wished gravity would let me be, leave me alone.

                      hed take several spills recently  fortunately only his pride was bruised

Thas a great wish

I thought so.

However you recall wha weve conspired to say

I do.

Which is

I didn’t fall. I was shoved.

Ja

       Shoved

 

 

amigo when he related the coffee conversation asked  Shoved?

Ja

Why not admit he fell?

Why

Who would shove an old man?

Be careful

             You aint no spring chick

I remember not a year ago when tha clown shoved you from behind I grabbed ya ya didnt do a header

He apologized. Was an accident, chain reaction, he’d been shoved, fell against me.

    Thas not wha happened

                               But you took him at his word  ignored mine

Thought his chuckle afterwards was a dead giveaway

He didn’t chuc . .

. . He did

                 No mind  Reason I brought up my Dad  The three times Ive fallen around here amigos house catching my flipflop on the ste . .

. . You better watch yourself.

 

    Caught my flipflop on the step

                                         Shoved from behind

An the shove is becoming more violent

Think about it  Ive only fallen outside

                                            Like my Dad

    Shoved? rolled his eyes

Quit

      Walkin beside you Ive grabbed your arm a couple times when youve stumbled

    Or were you shoved

If it’s an option . . shoved . . . but not violently or as you’ve suggested . . an escalation.

I expected the escalation

    Expected?

Ja

       Shoved   I don eat shit  Im frustrating somebody

 

Frustrating.   Somebody.

Ja

        Ive no clue

Spun my Rolodex  Havent found a soul from whom I deserve a comeuppance

Your Rolodex?

Oh  Right

                       You havent one

1555,  Tuesday,  28  10. 25

1014,  Halloween reggaefriday,  31  10. 25