Friday, January 15, 2016

"Positively 4th Street", by Bob Dylan





You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that’s winning

You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt
Why then don’t you show it






You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You’re in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don’t know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, “How are you?” “Good luck”
But you don’t mean it

When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once
And scream it





No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I’d rob them

And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand
It’s not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is
To see you


Blogger's revenge. Yes, I did write some stuff about this, how therapeutic this song is for so many people, then deleted it. About how he gets away with saying things we maybe all should say, but instead we try to be Nice and keep it inside and let it rot us until we go completely insane. I too had to finally tell someone I had had ENOUGH, but she did not at all at all understand it, so I became the heavy for breaking up a wonderful friendship. So who was I to rescue someone trapped in a mine cave-in of their own making?




As a nice post-script, but without the tune because it's virtually identical to the above. And without Blingees. Or with only one. Or two?

He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks
Preoccupied with his vengeance
Cursing the dead that can’t answer him back
I’m sure that he has no intentions
Of looking your way, unless it’s to say
That he needs you to test his inventions

Can you please crawl out your window?
Use your arms and legs it won’t ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you?
You can go back to him any time you want to

He looks so truthful, is this how he feels
Trying to peel the moon and expose it
With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk
Or pick it up after he throws it






Can you please crawl out your window?
Use your arms and legs it won’t ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you?
You can go back to him any time you want to

Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Are you frightened of the box you keep him in
While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Their religion of the little tin women
That backs up their views but your face is so bruised
Come on out the dark is beginning

Can you please crawl out your window?
Use your arms and legs it won’t ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you?
You can go back to him any time you want to




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Why Ringo is the best ex-Beatle




Or should we say, "better" ex-Beatle? Since there are only two left (my math isn't THAT bad).

Why doesn't anyone ever mention how great Ringo looks? In his youth, he was the most  awkward-looking of the group. Girls loved him because they wanted to mother him. He was a solid journeyman drummer, but nothing special, so what did he add to the group? Vulnerability, naivete, and an appealing homeliness.

Now he has aged into his features and clearly kicks ass, outstripping Paul (who has had a little work done, obviously). Not only that: say the name Paul and no one knows which Paul you mean, but Ringo. . . 


Biblioclasm: or, what happened to all my books?


THESE ILLUSTRATIONS OF UNUSUAL WORDS ARE AMAZING
BY AILSA ROSS

JANUARY 10, 2016

YOUR ENGLISH TEACHER PROBABLY TOLD you to steer clear of flowery language, but how great would it be if words like ‘ultracrepidarian’ (a person who gives opinions and advice on matters outside of one’s knowledge) came back into common parlance? These visual interpretations of unusual words, by Project Twins, are amazing. Here’s your A-Z rundown.




1

Acersecomic


Acersecomic: A person whose hair has never been cut.



2

Biblioclasm

Biblioclasm: The practice of destroying, often ceremoniously, books or other written material and media.



3

Cacodemonomania

Cacodemonomania: The pathological belief that one is inhabited by an evil spirit.



4

Dactylion


Dactylion: An anatomical landmark located at the tip of the middle finger.



5

Enantiodromia

Enantiodromia: The conversion of something into its opposite.



6

Fanfaronade


Fanfaronade: Swaggering; empty boasting; blustering manner or behavior; ostentatious display.



7

Gorgonize

Gorgonize: To have a paralysing or mesmerising effect on: Stupefy or Petrify.



8

Hamartia

Hamartia: The character flaw or error of a tragic hero that leads to his downfall.



9

Infandous

Infandous: Unspeakable or too odious to be expressed or mentioned.



10

Jettatura


Jettatura: The casting of an evil eye.



11

Ktenology

Ktenology: The science of putting people to death.



12

Leptosome

Leptosome: A person with a slender, thin, or frail body.



13

Montivagant

Montivagant: Wandering over hills and mountains.



14

Noegenesis

Noegenesis: Production of knowledge.



15

Ostentiferous

Ostentiferous: Bringing omens or unnatural or supernatural manifestations.



16

Pogonotrophy


Pogonotrophy: The act of cultivating, or growing and grooming, a mustache, beard, sideburns or other facial hair.



17

Quockerwodger


Quockerwodger: A rare nineteenth-century word for a wooden toy which briefly became a political insult.



18

Recumbentibus

Recumbentibus: A knockout punch, either verbal or physical.



19

Scripturient

Scripturient: Possessing a violent desire to write.



20

Tarantism

Tarantism: A disorder characterised by an uncontrollable urge to dance.



21

Ultracrepidarian


Ultracrepidarian: A person who gives opinions and advice on matters outside of one’s knowledge.



22

Vernalagnia

Vernalagnia: A romantic mood brought on by Spring.



23

Welter

Welter: A confused mass; a jumble; turmoil or confusion.



24

Xenization

Xenization: The act of traveling as a stranger.



25

Yonderly

Yonderly: Mentally or emotionally distant; absent-minded.



26

Zugzwang


Zugzwang: A position in which any decision or move will result in problem

P. S. These are not "mine", but quoted from somewhere else. Some Facebook-y thing, which quoted somebody who was quoting somebody else (links provided). I could post a link to the original, but nobody would follow it because my links are shit. So I hereby disown these. They have GOT to be more interesting than that godawful post rating the danger of dollar store products, but their sheer ubiquity (and I only posted them from A - M!) made them irresistible. These, though - I know what "welter" is, they threw that one in to keep us from slapping ourselves on the forehead with frustration and despair, but the rest - I sort of know some of them, and the rest of them - come ON, people, we know these aren't real words!




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