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Despicable time

As he was reading his eyes began to bug 

                                                                                

it had been occurring to him
that the time he was living in was a despicable time

but Algren

                  deftly dismissed his worry and upset with Golden Arm  It wasnt 

Despicable time   is a continuum

“ . . all manner of lurid cries from the depths: of unwed mothers who plunged newborn infants down dumbwaiters in an oatmeal box or tossed them into a furnace in a cornflake carton because ‘God told me to.’  To announce, when a visitor remarked that the house seemed rather warm: “I know, I just put the baby in the stove.”

in kind he remembered Miller whisper in his ear Murder the Murderer  an excursus     The Air-Conditioned Nightmare

“ . . until all men become adept at living war will not cease . . The Christian world has welcomed every excuse to fight in the name of Christ . . There can be no end to this repetitious pattern until each and every one of us become as Christ, until belief and devotion transform our words into deeds . . mak(ing) the myth reality.”

Despicable time is a continuum

he caught his breath
stopped reading 
sat down on the street curb and set Algren in his lap

he blew his nose  made a Rorschach in his handkerchief
                                                                                            but he couldnt divine anything in its mess

it too  was inarticulate

he thought  the one thing  we seemed as a species exceptionally(there was that word again  haunting him)  . . as a species  we were exceptionally good at 
                                                                 suffering 

the trick to the game was to suffer least 
to manipulate whatever the circumstances were  within our reach and ability  and to benefit ourselves
because the other wasnt us  and why should the other deserve what we deserved more

we are selfish

when a volunteer is asked to step forward  the eidget  outside of the game  finds himself stepped forward as everyone else en masse steps back

ahn mas   ahs
geniuses arent they

he couldnt help but wonder  who was asking for volunteers in this divisive  deleterious  scheme

Yes  one could suggest cream rises to the top

       but one could also suggest when a full shovel is tossed in a sieve  gold is found at its bottom

he didnt worry about the unfortunate women whose hands were bound and played against them
who were forced to make heinous choices

Gaaaad was as good a fallguy as were they

                                                                                 in the Twenty-First Century women were still being minimized
and manipulated across the globe by patriarchy which would have to be murdered before they would parse out
relinquish  any part of what they obsessively deemed Theirs

he blew his nose again to see if an inspiring Rorschach might have formed

it did not

the wind that had been in his face 
got matter into his eyes and made him choke at something in his throat 
had eased

he stood

opened up the Arm again to the place he closed it
 

he began reading
  

as he walked he was still aware that at his back despicable time kept pushing him

push    push      pushing

if only it would materialise into a human form  then as Algren said  “ . . what (it) need(ed was) a good Polish beatin’”                                                                                                        

thatd make him happy

afternoon,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  8  7. 15
1546,  Thursday,  9  7. 15

Provided For Your Protection

Christ   Still vacant

he muttered to himself

Youd think as a business youd optimize your space

he muttered about the empty wall behind the commode he stood facing

Youd think theyd incorporate something with entertainment value or to cerebrally glom onto(his hands were too full)

as one urinated

why the Mens Room was as large as it was and there wasnt a stall or urinal  piqued him

or why the vast flat-white painted room  which when entering threw echoes off his heels  held

the lone commode(its broken tank cover glued together with yellow epoxy) 

a small sink

a paper towel dispenser

a pale tan metal wastebasket

there wasnt even a mirror in the room

why it was utterly devoid of adornment flummoxed him

save(Save  in its heroic nomenclature) mounted just above the cracked tank cover                                              

another dispenser

this for paper toilet seat covers                                                                                            

and stenciled on the exposed box contained within it  Provided For Your Protection

My protection

he couldnt help but think of all the things he might want  provided for his protection

paper toilet seat covers  wouldnt break ink for his list

frankly 

              the only time they occurred to him was when the hand towel dispenser was empty  then hed yank free a couple and use them to dry his hands

though long ago he came to the belief that he was one of few men who actually washed their hands after using the facilities

an anomality

men  it seemed  were either too busy or distracted

when they concluded eliminating their waste they walked straight out of the bathroom

for that observation  he steadfastly refused to shake mens hands

whether in business or social settings

if their feelings were hurt

if they pushed for a why

he shared his unremarkable observation  candidly concluding  Id rather not shake your dick

Coarse   Yes   Blatant   Yes   but neither could paint his remark untrue

Provided For Your Protection

it was a favored wateringhole

they made small batches of craft beer and their Imperial IPA was something to bark about

he felt inclined to offer  solicit  suggestions for improvements he believed worthwhile

to instill a favorable ambience  experience

he thoroughly enjoyed the small business owners  a young married couple

the husband  the brewer   the wife  the numbers and business brain

he came out of the bathroom  convinced to be piqued for the last time  and in the bar

--   Gustave

he liked his throwback name too much to shorten it as many of the customers did

--   Yeh manh

--   An idea

--   For me

--   For you your wife your business

--   Yeh

--   Yeh(he mimicked)

--   Andt

--   I love your language

Andt

provided for your protection in the bathroom got me thinking of how you could actually provide for someones protection

Truly protect someones ass

--   Da paper toilet seat covers

--   Yeh

Inspiring

--   Andt

--   Andt  rather than seat covers

a condom dispenser that runs off business tokens  or coins of course  under the exact same name  Provided For Your Protection

A Molly token earned by the first drink

Andt as your libations tease aching customers  the tokens will only animate conversation

andt Ive got an idea for the Ladies Room too

just occurred to me

Honky Tonk Heartbreak

Panties

Obviously they would require a bigger dispenser andt you might wanna wait andt see how your utterly unique males Provided For Your Protection plays

but

       Picture this

Orange   Oversized   Rubberised   Panties

Imagine the bounce and grind the bounce and grind  No penetration  Hence the Tease andt the Heartbreak

Im telling yah

Provided For His and Her Protection

Youll slain hem

Cottage Industry  baby

In addition to your fine beers open bar andt fertile entertainment

andt imagination   with a lil help from yer friends

Its why people go out

--

--   Speechless huh

I get that  

                a lot

afternoon,  Friday at Mollys,  3  7. 15

 0943,  Monday,  6  7. 15

 1900,  Wednesday,  8  7. 15