I am overworked and I know it is a crime, but that has not been the point of the last two months of posts. My small point is, do not overdramatize because I can show you overwork and this person can show you still more. My larger and real point, and this is an individual’s point, not a political point is that I’ve been told a few times that even normal workloads should be unmanageable, at least for me, and it is against that that I am in open rebellion.
I am not at all trying to glorify overwork, only trying to get through it; every ostensibly sensible and authoritative piece of advice there is says to renounce all but what is absolutely required and I, having tried that, notice that it also means renouncing everything that is inspiring. And I am not willing to do that any more and much less am I willing to pass such ideas on. Why not be the one who stood up and laughed back? Why not be the one to see that rainbow sign?
In any case, for this evening’s song let us have some rollicking American folk. There are certain texts almost every quotation comes from – certain pieces of the Bible, I suspect; from Shakespeare, Hamlet, I think; in T.S. Eliot, Prufrock. In this version of Rock of Ages there are three key phrases I can recognize that are in folk discourse: rainbow sign, the fire next time, and sweet honey in the rock. Do we know the sources? Can you find others?
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 