Feeding Frenzy 2.0
Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sometimes foggy, sometimes sunny island of Nantucket! With the wind really whipping up the sails today–this Monday, May 11, 2015, AHOY!–I bid you and yours a fine and fair adieu. Hope the weather has not ripped your roof off!
It is an honor to communicate with whoever may be tuning in all throughout this big, beautiful world Sea Cape Cod may be reaching, for this work is merely a reflection, a ‘message in a bottle’ as it were. The images deserve all the credit. The old saying is true, “…a picture is worth a thousand words.”
I admire the folks in the American media in this early part of the 21st Century (and Hollywood at present). For it must be daunting to go to work day in and day out, and (lest we forget), “at the end of said day”, knowing you have to get up at 4 a.m., again, covering stories this lovely, newly rigged and powerful “compassionate” Corporatocracy wishes you to cover, even if it runs rough shod over a personal moral compass. Of course–as noted before going “cable-less”, hence no commercial interruptions and/or mind numbing political/religious/corporate propaganda–there are many exceptions to that rule; MSNBC anchors many fine journalists who know who they are and what they stand for, isn’t that right Rachel Maddow of TRMS? God Bless you.
Yes, in the immortal words of the late, great Dudley Moore (also starring the epic Sir John Gielgud), who co-starred alongside the hilariously funny Liza Minnelli in the 1981 film “Arthur”–currently speaking to his butler “Hobsen” early this morning in the giant bathroom one may well place an aircraft carrier in…
“Do you know what I am going to do?” No, I don’t. “I’m going to take a bath.” I’ll alert the media… “Do you want to draw my bathwater Hobsen?” It is what I live for. “Oh, stay with me for a moment Hobsen, you know how I hate to be alone…” Yes indeed, bathing is a lonely business. “Except for fish”. Excuse me, did you say except for fish? “Yes, I did, you see fish tend to bath together. Although they do tend to eat one another. What are you thoughts on this Hobsen? (Hobsen gets up and lovingly taps Arthur on the head with a towel which makes Arthur laugh even harder…)
“A pitcher of Martinis?”
No thank you.
“If you don’t go and get them I will just have somebody else do it for me.”
I’ll get them.
Remember, reality is you and it is also right outside of your window. Not “them”. TV is an illusion. Your life is just as valuable as is our friend Arthur’s. Whom I love. He never had any designs on the Executive.
PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M
