No, seriously the attic. We are the repository of my mother-n-laws things after she passed away. Among the books are several volumes of Ladies Home Journals from around 1889, Outline of Jewish History from 1890 and a small tattered book of Aesop's Fables from 1831. I like to see what they wrote about the Jews and if there are a diff between Jews and Hebrews (they don't say with emphasis, but they do say), so much word slinging about history these days. The Aesop identity crisis a problem? No, but if truth be told there is a context, a point of view and a perspective (African or Greek), but also I think Aesop was the spook who sat by the door (an African in the Greek culture) perhaps.
Damn, logistics and semantics skewers the mind with riddles of reason and motive. The thin veil of pen names, pseudo-names, aliases, ghost writers was a popular way to air an opinion from a distance while standing next to your enemy, smiling at him, cheers! Lite bard anyone or did Shakespeare really get his name into the King Jimmy script. Just joking or serious jesting, the classical tales were, plays of ridicule, contempt and unyielding satire, that's entertainment.
Ooh, what's all that laughter down in the village? A play about a king's weird ways and all the king's men are in on it. The king slips in incognito (wearing his royal plain brown wrapper hoodie), sees for himself, is enraged. Get my scribes, write me a refute, a rebuttal and find me a scapegoat. If he hits the big time hang him, if not shoot him, we'll sell his name later in a retrospective. Either way I will have my say. Can you trust the writings of the past, is the hero the archetype, the worship target, the I want to be like Mike? or the YOU WILL BE LIKE MIKE or lose your miserable lives in the playoffs (battlefield). The village knew all along it was the king, he has the hoodie but didn't jack his pants every 3 minutes as is the standard interval in the hood. The next play, king2 the sequel. In the village tabloid, "king's pants jacked by valet crew."
I'm picking the book up in my attic, reading it as if it were truth, I don't know better. Good story, seems historical, sound wisdom, I could run my life by this. I am not the illiterate masses of the pass. I don't have the stage as my means of receiving the common thought of the day. The thought scripts pour in from every media from every source. Still, I don't question much. It doesn't matter if it is pseudo or not, "it's the written word, it must be true!" And Washington had wooden teeth, no his teeth were as brown as wood. There is so much concern when I seek the truth these days.
Next the story about a planet of super humans saved by it's only non-super resident.
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