Folded Thought of the Day:


An excerpt from "The Madcap Ramblings of Dr. Ignatius Reilly,"  
a writer who may or may not have existed at one time on the 
fringe of the Daily Editor's imagination.  Dr. Reilly wrote 
a number of self-help books that were quickly embraced by the 
glitterati and were as quickly flung onto the bonfire once it 
was revealed that the books were nothing more than a collection 
of bathroom sayings copied from years of bar hopping.  

This piece is not from one of those books. 

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We’re simply making waves in a fast-moving undercurrent of sludge,  
and that ain’t ever going to be easy... and will rarely feel anything 
near rewarding.  You pile high the tire swings -- the tireless 
attempts at regaining anything that resembles whatever memory of 
youth you happen to be subscribing to today.  A folly of notion.  
Stacking high against the walls of our consciousness.  Yeah, it looks 
dandy but sooner or later, something is going to fall, and somebody 
might get hurt.  I ain’t saying who but I got a good idea.  

Once in a while I can pull one out of my bag of tricks.  I am still a
allowing for at least one more round of earthquakes to topple all this 
before things really gets scary. 

Is anybody signing up for that quest tonight?  They’re taking names 
down at the power-plant.  Making lists of anybody who might have shown 
insurrection in their eyes last night... at the fancy dress ball.  
Why do they keep holding those in the alley?  But those rats can 
sure two-step when you put the spotlight on them.  

Yeah, we're taking our time tonight.  Cause there ain’t no balls to 
show up at later.  Not really any fault of our own.  We just swing 
to that rhythm they provide... the one with a kick.  You gotta 
finish those dances that you start... or at least that’s what they 
tell you in etiquette circles -- round the corner from the mambo 
line currently forming beneath the marquee.  

How much are they paying on the streets to feel important.  Does it 
have a name, and if so, can you name it?  Just one more empty bottle 
to be collected... accounted for...  drained and rinsed clean.  

So much for the recycling efforts on this block.  


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