Quelled

How frustrating! I try to spread a bit of happiness in this abysmal world and it gets shoved back in my face! I would like to take this opportunity to respond rhetorically; as Chaucer (Paul Bettany) said: "I will eviscerate you in fiction (blogging, in my case). Every last pimple and every last character flaw."

Funny story--I'm sitting up at Seekers as I do on Monday night. One of my favorite frequenters of the platform, Sam, is playing a particularly delightful song, if I remember properly, in E minor. I glance around the room, spying familiar and unfamiliar faces, smiling at those I make eye-contact with. As most of us are Texan or adjusted to Texan social protocol, this does not seem odd to anyone. My smile grazes over a young lady on a sofa, who is with her Boyfriend, apparently. Next thing I know, I'm being cursed at, threatened, and in a sense, humiliated and violated. Obviously my smile was instantly quelled and I pondered who was really in the wrong. I recalled David and Paul telling me about the coldness of Northern USA social interaction. Really, the most I can say to that is just go back to New York, punk. For your information, he was about half my size, at least two years younger than me (which as mature adults is not a margin at all, but at 19, one should respect their "elders"..at least, I think.)

There we go, eviscerated.