Poesy and social commentary from a psychotic mind...
Published on April 17, 2005 By greywar In Current Events

We are obsessed with celebrity death; not the passing of old people, who shit in bed pans for 5 years before giving up their ghosts. Mundane death, simple expiration, cessation of life? It’s too plebian.

 

          Nope, we like it big, cinematic, and colorful. And, evidently, in America, to become an expert on something, all you need is for your husband, mother, brother, wife, sister or friend to be killed by it.

         

          9-11 families are experts on war, terror, and security. I guess that makes Cher a fucking ski instructor and a dendrologist.

 

 

 

© 2005 Vince Colangelo All rights reserved. Reproduction in any form not authorized without express written permission from the author. Fair Use excepted.

 

 

(Note : There will be a few of these if you like them (and even if you don’t, you unappreciative gits). They are short and to the point. I have taken exactly one liberty (the paragraph breaks (apparently he is allergic to them)) with his articles (poems?) but in all other regards they are published exactly as he has given them to me.) – Greywar

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on Apr 17, 2005
I don't know what a dendrologist is, but you're telling me that Cher's NOT a ski instructor?

You have a good point, but isn't it a pretty common thing for someone to become engrossed in a personal cause, educating themselves to an insane degree on that one topic?

While it doesn't make them experts by any means, friends and family members of someone who has died of emphysema, or in a drag-racing accident, or of some exceedingly rare disorder, or in a terrorist attack, would be better educated and understand more about these things than your average person because they would make it their life's purpose to know about what killed their loved one (and prevent the deaths of others from that same cause).

I'll meet you half way on this one.
on Apr 17, 2005
you're telling me that Cher's NOT a ski instructor


i read it wrong the first time; i thought he was tryin to say she wasnt fuckin a ski instructor. in other words, unrefutable proof that somewhere out there, on some pristine alpine slope perhaps, an exclusively hetero ski instructor exists.
on Apr 17, 2005
but isn't it a pretty common thing for someone to become engrossed in a personal cause, educating themselves to an insane degree on that one topic?
It is common yes... but quite often they are laypeople to begin with which poisons the whol attempt. I don't care which relative died of what disease, the fact remains that unless you are a doctor, you are never going to be able to learn as much about the topic as someone who went to med school. You might think that you know but the facts argue otherwise. This is very common when it comes to security and intlligence issues as well. People love to talk about things they have never learned about or even have access to. At least thats what I thought he meant in this article.
on Apr 17, 2005
People love to talk about things they have never learned about or even have access to.


People are fascinated by things that are mysterious to them. Maybe when someone knows a bit about a topic and wants to know more, they would rather make a statement which has a grain of truth so that someone else can tell them what they don't know instead of just asking because they like to argue. A bit like this?
What about Sonny Bono's wife at the time he was killed?
on Apr 17, 2005

I had to read it twice to savor the irony and sarcasm.  I will read it a couple more times to get the full bouquet of the words of a man who has been there and done that.

he writes well.  Thank you for the paragraph breaks.

on Apr 20, 2005
My wife pictures a small coffee house, during poetry night.

Vince walks onto the stage and starts yelling into the mike (somewhat reminiscent of Henry Rollins on a bad day).

Refined poofs drop their coffee cup saucers.

Vince knocks over the mike, sets something on fire, and leaves.
on Apr 21, 2005

sets something on fire, and leaves.

I snorted coffee out my nose when i read that.

on Apr 21, 2005
I snorted coffee out my nose when i read that.


Totally my better half right there, man. I can't take credit.