Opus 2019-203: On the Street: Gurney Wisdom

I was forced to watch.  I tried to tune it out but it kept probing.  I speak of the ubiquitous TV in our culture. 

I was confined to the gurney in preparation for the routine of a colonoscopy.  Since it is an assembly line process and profit is based on productivity, we were expected to be ready when they called.  I am guessing I laid there over an hour.  I tried to take a nap but the TV on the far wall kept trying to bring me into modern culture.  I asked about getting it turned off but it was shared by several beds.  I had them pull the curtain but the voices were molded to penetrate and deaden at the same time.  I learned that closing your eyes does not shut off your hearing.

I mourned over a new series of books that I should have had to teach my children to cooperate.  It would have kept them from their fighting in the back seat.  I am sure that bullying and whistle-blowing were discussed.  The idea was to develop modern leaders.  One of my questions on things like this is, if everyone can be a leader, who is doing the following? 

I learned about how to make Christmas ornaments out of old thread spools.  That comes as a real relief because I have all these drawers full of old thread spools.  If you don’t have that resource I learned you can go to craft stores and buy them ready to go.

One that puzzled me was DYI antique jewelry.  How can it be antique if you are making it yourself.  I guess it falls into the same category as Classic Heavy Metal. 

It seems there is a new exercise in town called spinning.  Since I only saw the trailer I don’t know if it was a new government program, an infomercial, a blatant advertisement or just something to fill the empty lives of people on the dole. 

To add to the drama of the hour I was able to listen to the “looking for love in the wrong places” laments of the lady in the next bin.  I gathered she was a rich widow that all the Casanova types thought was good for a few bucks.  Her current squeeze, whom she has known for several months, does not know where she lives.  How that works since he was there to take her home from the procedure is a mystery to me.  Maybe her car was stashed at his house.  I did get the TMI that he is really hung well.  All this without ever seeing her or him.

Medical procedures can be educational.  I am reinforced in my opinion that TV is a waste of electricity and people’s lives are a mess because they are into themselves.  And since you are wondering I seem to have a colon that is in wonderful shape.  I will not share the photos with you because you might be jealous.  We can’t all have a great colon.

homo unius libri