Heh, he's been a scruffy old man for well on 25 years now.

=D

Ah wel-a-Day ! Highly recommended!

That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.

- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Kubla Khan, 1797
OR, A VISION IN A DREAM.
A FRAGMENT.

I imagine Bobby and most others cursed with fame would normally want to remain incognito, however when up against the MAN, or woman in this case, I would guess that most would gather their fame about them like a Klingon cloaking device in order to avoid the rigors of the justice system a truly raggedy old poor man would undoubtedly suffer in similar circumstances.

Nice dickday, it says something about the man that he liked to get out of the spotlights and walk on common ground, see things in natural light or natural darkness.To see and draw inspiration "out there" in real life. Thats what he wrote, "The answer my friend is blowin in the wind."

I'm glad you included the story about Peter the Great. While it is true that few, if any, were fooled by his peasant garb, there was another element to this ritual disguise. Things you could never get away with saying in Court you could say to Pete the Peasant with impunity. Speak the truth to power with a get out of jail free card. Cool idea, MHO

The verities are, well, the verities. You have struck a rich vein old darling. Keep digging and keep showing us what you've found.

And don't think twice, it's alright.

This is very interesting, Mr. Day.

A thought occurred to me after reading, and I don't mean to drag your post off topic....but isn't it interesting that a scruffy old white man walking around in a Latin neighborhood, when questioned by an officer why he was where he was, was allowed, with little fuss, to prove his identity by traveling back to his hotel and showing the officer evidence. Yet, not too long ago, an old black man, trying to enter his own home in an elite neighborhood, when questioned by an officer why he was where he was, and after showing proof that he was in his own home, was handcuffed and hauled to lockup.

I might have oversimplified it a bit, but the two tales have interesting similarities and glaring differences.

I've really enjoyed your last few posts, dd. You got the hot hand. ;o)

Good post DD!

Once Ikkyu was invited to a banquet by wealthy patrons. Ikkyu arrived there clad in his usual beggarly robes. The wealthy host, unable to place him drove him away. Ikkyu who then went home clad his body in his ceremonial robe of purple brocade and returned to the patron's place.

Ikkyu was received with great respect this time and shown into the banquet room. Inside the room, Ikkyu removed his grand robe, placed it on the cushion and left the place telling : "I guess you invited the robe as you turned me out a little while ago".

C

Well, they'll stone you when you walk all alone.
They'll stone you when you are walking home.
They'll stone you and then say you are brave.
They'll stone you when you are set down in your grave.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Very cool, dd. Loved the Pope story and the Dylan story.

I feel sorry for this youg woman. She is seriously culturally deprived. Makes me wonder what shes been doing for 22 or 24 years. I also wonder what else she doesn't have in common with the people she is supposed to protect and is totally clueless of.

I'll bet she thinks her job is really hard and hasn't the foggiest notion of why that is.

OTOH I sort of wish I was 22 and dumber than a rock again. The burden of lifes knowledge sometimes gets to be too much. Old and stupid and full of remorse for being old and stupid I guess is the right comparative.