Wednesday, July 19, 2017

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Dyer Road, Laguna Beach
THE GREAT GOOD HUMOR WAR

I swear I’ve written this several times but since I can’t find it anywhere, here goes again, describing one of my favorite scenarios of my lifetime.

My first wife, Joyce, and I bought a small prefabricated house in 1960 that some early entrepreneur had dismantled and moved  several of them to a hillside subdivision in  Laguna Beach, CA after they were utilized for housing during the 1933 Olympics in Los Angeles. Of course, it was cheap, or we wouldn’t have been able to afford it ($11,000). Since the land was cheap, it was due to being some  pretty steep hillsides, and the roads wound around several times before it finally arrived at  our house.  I spent a lot of effort building an addition to the house as we were expecting a baby before too long. However, as the old adage says, ”There are always mosquitos in Paradise”.  This particular bug was in the guise of a “GOOD HUMOR” man, the one that had a glockenspiel on a loudspeaker on his little truck  playing some inane tune over & over again. We finally had to stop him and ask if he could maybe turn the noise down a bit as was  driving us totally crazy. Unfortunately, our plea fell on deaf ears and the mayhem continued.
  As I was building quite a bit I had purchased an old but solid International pick-up truck that was built like a tank and very substantial.  Therefore, one hot afternoon, we parked the pickup on the road, utterly  blocking it for blocks as it was a very narrow  road.  This stymied the Ice Cream man and he knocked on our door and asked us to move out truck so he could get by. NO FUCKING WAY!  Was my wife’s answer, so that got us to an impasse.  It didn’t take long to get from four letter words to Joyce getting her spray-can of Gold Paint which she ornamented some huge ‘x’s over most of the one side of Mr. Ice Cream man,s truck. Welll. That pretty much got the Local Police involved, who came up the curvy road  with sirens blaring (Although that’s not as bad as the god-damned Good Humor Man.). The officers separated all the combatants and I was convinced to park my truck so the Audio-Terrorist could continue on his route echoing down the canyon walls. 
  This whole thing resolved itself early on as Joyce and I got divorced after a whole year of married
alternates of Bliss & Misery. I had to sell the house and moved into my office in South Laguna, above my tool crib, a much more tranquil arrangement.

VIDEO ALERT
  A well done bio on Beethoven is the current movie COPYING BEETHOVEN.  Ed Harris plays a pretty good Beethoven and is supported by a cool looking babe, which may or may not be an actual happening. But who cares, they do a great story with gusto.

VID ALERT #2
If you are seeking to see what our future looks like, check out about FRACTALS.  Begin by watching this video; FRACTALS; HUNTING THE HIDDEN DIMENSION:NOVA.  Benoit Mandlebrot discovered the glorious imagery by mathematic about when the Psychodelic revolution occurred.
You will be blown Away, dude  !!  Strangely, it when on to influence science, medicine and art.

TIME AND MOTION
1.  We’ve all hear the notion that time is a relative term and under certain conditions, it can slow down well below our normal perceptions of it. Example; When I was younger and swashbuckling, I (being a left-over from the Hot-Rod generation) customized my 1965  356 Porsche, de-chroming it + 20 coats of hand rubbed lacquer, ( The first International Orange Porsche in the US.)  Anyway, I took my girlfriend out for a spin to see how fast it would go and was passing another car when time virtually stopped for me. I watched in fascination as a 6” section of re-inforcing  (steel) walked up my hood, bounced once then imbedded itself half way thru my windshield, this all in slow motion. Fortunately I was wearing sunglasses and immediately pulled to the side of the road. Even in those days, windscreens were made of laminated glass, which doesn’t shatter apart but is held together with a plastic membrane in the center laminate. I looked at my friend, who was spitting out bits of glass that was the consistency of sand. But I was so stunned , sitting there, looking at this piece of steel, imbedded half-way thru the glass, directly in front of my face, I don’t remember any glass in my mouth. However, at some point of this narrative, time began to flow at it’s regular speed, again.

2. N.D.E.    Another example of the inconsistency of time, is whenever I read a short story of Near Death Experiences (NDE) The person about to die (or should during this drama) describe a very long time wandering around in the nether world, yet, when they get beck in their body, only a few minutes have passed, because, as we all know, the mind cannot live long without blood and breath, maybe but a few minutes?

3.   Pot, Canabis, Grass, Weed, Marijuana;
Let’s not forget that as we make the transition from alcohol to pot, our driving habits may undergo some serious revisions. This again is the result that when under the influence of drugs, whether it be pot , or peyote, our recollection of time undergoes more major revisions. Where as alcohol makes us gregarious and we drive faster that we should, pot has the opposite effect on us and we drive slower than we think we are going. I recently heard we were reducing  the speed limits to 15 mph due to our new impairments. (this may not be a true statement, but one of my on-going fantasies).(Don’t quote me on this as it not be true,)
4   There’s another one, I’ll think of it soon.     ------------------------???????????????

 WHAT IF?
Have you noticed how our wars have gotten kind of weird lately? We sure showed ‘em in Vietnam. Those dirty little commies thought they could get away with a government of the people, like we do.(Well, at least a government run by Lobbyists).  I guess they must all be really sorry they have to live under a commie government, although of friend of mine has lived there for several years and says it works fine.  But that’s impossible right? My  government ,(Or my Media) said so.
  That brings up a question of has anyone written books about our wars describing how it may have turned out if we had lost the war (Or how about if we had won, like Vietnam).  What if Germany had won?  What if the South had won our Revolution?  What if we had won in Iraq?
Did we ever declare war on them? Did we.  I just heard about a story that Hitler won. I’ll try to find it.
I found it ! It’s titled ‘The Man in the High Castle’.  See next post.

These new wars against a sect of Muslims, fighting them  in the streets & hills with huge aircraft carrier and super sonic fighter planes.  At least Drones can get in closer than a high altitude bomber at 30,000 feet.  Our politicians still don’t admit to why we were in ‘nam or Iraq, but don’t we all know it’s the Oil?
Destroying expensive equipment (Humvees, helicopters, etc)  so our Military/Industrial folks can keep up their living style? Is that why we keep doing all this?