Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent.
The old man wondered when folks decided hearing voices was a bad thing. If you know you’re all alone. Voices.
Voices talk to me and they can’t all be me. There’s too many. Two is too many, granted. You got us there.
After all, it’s the cracks in my world let the light in.
When the old man felt himself on the verge of going all Crazy Prospector full time, twenty-four-seven, that’s when he knew he needed outside help.
Not easy, so easy, when another voice will be telling you, don’t worry, nobody’ll notice. You’re not that important.
Just don’t leave the house.
Up until now, his favorite line from the campaign was, “Two Corinthians walk into a bar….”
Like that sports show where they compare teams and games that can’t possibly be compared. The old man didn’t watch that crap.
His new favorite idea was a locker room full of narcissistic sociopaths. What would they talk about?
“I have the best temperament. ”
“You have the disposition of Travis the Chimp.”
“Bloated cheeks, porcine jowls, flaming bouffant, talk about attractive. I just have to kiss him.”
“When the moment is right…”
“D’you see Prince’s family opened up Paisley Park for tourist viewing.
“Like Graceland. Tickets start at $38.50.
“Hell, his body must be cold now.”
“Can’t talk about climate change, I’m not a scientist.”
“Chinese hoax.”
“Did you just spank your lunch?”
“Have you seen Trump’s spiritual advisor? Smoking hottie. Long blonde curls. Yabadabadoo!”
She actually said, “I remember asking God to give [Trump] his words and his mind, and to use him – that it would not be his words but God’s words.”
“Don’t know if mauling a woman is sexual assault, I’m not a lawyer. ”
“I’m famous and so they just love it when I use my gigantic hands to grope them. Who wouldn’t like that?
“I just say I do horrible things but I don’t really do them.”
“Yeah, but you’re on video tape saying you did.”
“I just said that because I am an insecure jerk. Can I say that about myself?”
“But it’s just entertainment, he’s a celebrity. It’s what we do, it’s how we are.”
Locker room talk used to be smack like I have the best tax accountant EVER.
It’s what we do. It’s how we are.
But most of all, it is who we are.
and who we are is not that.
Not them. Not him.
Not now.
And so it goes.
We hope.