We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Writers, like talkers, like to tell stories, and most people enjoy well-told stories. A well-told story is a wonderful thing in life, especially because most of our lives are made of humdrum stories - at least on the surface. The most revelatory stories can be touchstones for a life, eg the Bible stories.
I was traveling over the weekend and found myself in a hotel, unable to sleep, and without reading material. I checked to see if the Gideons had been by. Yep. For whatever reason, Job first came to mind so I read that.
It had been a while. I don't know why people say that so-and-so "has the patience of Job". Should be that they "have the patience of Jehovah listening to Job whine". But I probably missed something; I did get sleepy towards the end.
What great comments over there, escorting the staggeringly gnarled Melville. Literally fantastic the way the tiny marks and spaces of the alpha bet neverminding space and time await a passerby who will behold the marks and spaces as a springing up around himself of a whole new universe.
LOL --thanks for noticing --i was pouring flop sweat --
Billy Bud --i agree --prolix.
Notice how Finnegan's Wakish the Moby Dick selection is --the whole action outside the mind is in the space of a few seconds --already nodded off, he wakes and takes a quick step to recover his direction.