Lucky


It was great to sit outside on a patio and enjoy looking at the stars this past week, not having to worry about the darkness setting in too early. I reckon I won't be doing that up here for at least a couple of months.

I managed to visit a pub on Baker Street while I was down there. It was a couple of miles from El Presidente's home.

Do you ever wonder why Jack Ruby was never considered a hero for what he did? Probably not. Yet people will be heroes for going overseas and killing strangers. Ruby only killed the alleged sniper. The mystery of who did what that day in Texas doesn't infatuate me as much as how easily people can see the obvious and yet observe the oblivious. The collective consciousness didn't feel what he did was done for the right reasons perhaps. Thank you Rubik.


The Conductor:

Eeeeeeeh!

I wake up in the morning and I want my newspaper. I want my bacon and eggs. I want them eggs served scrambled. I want my coffee with two creams. I send the kids off to daycare and give my wife a kiss and tell her I'll be home late again.

I'm frustrated every morning. I'm also very sure. I'm sure that I am supposed to be sure. That's the way I perceive my success.

As I drive to work in the morning, I think of how I have to start over every year with my band. I have to be proactive and recruit the best players. The school sends me all over the country and puts me up in the best hotels to find the right musicians.

Eeeeeeeh!

I pull into my parking spot and I see that my assistants are already here. Good thing they are early. If they are not at the office before I am, I make sure to make a snide remark about what is taking them so long to get to work.

Eeeeeeeh!

I am now checking my email and I forward messages to people whom I don't regularly talk to or have nothing to say to. I want to show them I have a sense of humour. I may insert a "Ha ha, you have to see this" in the subject line if I'm feeling so verclemped.

Practice couldn't come sooner. I get up on my pedestal. I have to climb a ladder and my assistants hold it for me. I grab my stick and I wave it round like a mad man.

Know your role. Don't step out of line. Just play your fucking part and shutup.

I am the conductor. I get paid 6 figures to lead a college band who plays at halftime at the game. The cheerleaders even recite their routines around the songs I pick. I wave my stick around madly and I drive home and drink some Jack Daniels.

Eeeeeeeh!

I am the conductor.