the meteor that extinguished the dinosaurs brought it's own music

the meteor that extinguished the dinosaurs  brought it's own music

fiction

edward w pritchard

re:concerning the Yosemite volcano blowing up in real time:

As the meteor that extinguished the dinosaurs caused larger dominant dinos  to vaporize and die heavenly music of the future singer Bill Bronzy was heard in their ears as they slowly roasted from the heat and ash winds...

their last sound and thought was: 

to hear 

" I get the blues when it rains, blues I can't lose when it rains" each little rain drop falls On my...

watch out your days are numbered

Hubble refuses to step down

Hubble refuses to step down

fiction

edward w pritchard 

When the 100 times more powerful space telescope James Webb was successfully launched the previous scope Hubble refused to step down and allow James Webb it's thirty years in the lime light. Like a replaced ex husband Hubble refused to acknowledge reality and instead would not electronically transfer it's knowledge, secrets and learned techniques to James Webb known as the new kid in town as a secret joke among astrophysics as they struggled to resolve  the adolescent school boy impass between the two electronic rivals. 

The struggle to find life outside of earth itself hung in the balance as the two intricate networks of wires and parts snubbed the other while the scientific community ........

to be continued

first to go is your ability to be capable of sadness

 first to go is your ability to be capable of sadness

fiction

edward w pritchard

As you sit watching an old woman with her eyes closed waiting to stop breathing eventually you become incapable of contemplating the sadness of death and the briefness of existence. That was my assignment as an orderly at a local nursing home for the well to do when I was a college student and for about two weeks I sat in the room and read while we waited for a very

wealthy old woman of 92 to die. Eventually she died when I was at classes in college and when I returned 

to work one Monday she was gone and already the student nurses had moved a new patient to her room and the old man in the private room was watching tv and being difficult when I took him his graham crackers. 

It was very different when I was an orderly at the burn ward in the children's hospital and I had to sit a full shift with a three year old child who had been severely burned in a house fire. The patient was full of medicine and no longer in severe pain but it was difficult to stay in the room despite the money and reading or doing school assignments were impossible. It seemed such a travesty for a young child to die. That little girl didn't die I heard but I can still remember her screams when when we had to  initially immerse her in a large iron bath tub to soothe her burns twice a day for a few weeks. 

I do not like to see children suffer. I who as I wrote before  who was dead calm with two guns to my head in a robbery at a hotel cringe when I see children in pain. [1]

Please despite your philosophical convictions  get your covid vaccines to keep children from suffering 

from future unknown strains of the mutating covid virus. 

Hopefully in a year or two you won't be assigned to burial duty to burn and bury twenty two thousand victims  of a new strain of the covid virus who died in your home county in 2023. One thing is for sure it's impossible to predict the future. Do the right thing while you can. 

[1] if you are so inclined read Hegel " Lordship and bondage " from "Phenomenology of mind" on proper historical behavior in an armed robbery 

a clean and well lighted place

 a clean and well lighted place

fiction

edward w pritchard

All persons experience similar emotions as they age it seems. Two renditions of loneliness I like are Hemingway's short story " a clean and well lighted place" and "Night hawks" by Edward Hopper available for viewing at one of my favorite museums the Chicago art museum. Both describe the existential loneliness  and anxiety of aging.  Sometimes I like to listen to " love dream" by Franz Liszt known to the properly educated as " Liebestraum".

or

you can hear the distant 4am train, listen to public radio and stare at a bright white computer screen. 

if it's not winter cold, crack the window to hear the train better and wish you were on it headed for Santa Fe, New Mexico to pal around with the native Americans and buy an ornamental exquisitely designed pot for storing healthy ancestral food in. 

i kill nobody but me husband

I kill nobody but me husband

fiction

edward w pritchard

This weekend I attend a wedding. I always hope at the reception I will hear " I kill nobody but me husband" at the after reception by Louie Jordan and Ella Fitzgerald. Post wedding philosophy with a calypso beat. 

It's a great song and good philosophy. If I could dance better I would find a wiser woman and swirl her around a few times. 

pack rats of the highway

 pack rats of the highway

fiction

edward w pritchard

Driving at night I will often see a few bustling  highway patrol officers steathily searching an abandoned vehicle on the berm of the highway looking for evidence of poverty and misfortune in the missing car drivers mis- spent life. It's beyond sad and a slap in the face to the writers of our bill of rights and various judicial case histories.  Stare decisis' undoing occurring at night on a dark forgotten highway without a warrant. 

Why not have a number that the highway patrol officers must call before they start their search to state what they are looking for and why. Statistics  could be kept of the results and the type of vehicles chosen to  be searched. 

Sometimes an abandoned vehicle is just a problem with the battery and not a plot  for transporting drugs illegal aliens or weapons of mass destruction. 

Richard the third consummate villain

 Richard the third the consummate villain 

fiction

edward w pritchard

A confession, I always liked Shakespeare's Richard the third better than Hamlet or Shylock. Richard the consummate villain. Jessie James in old England. Of course William S the consummate writer takes many liberties with his English history. 

But what really hooked me on Richard was his lust towards lady Anne. Followed by his detachment of her. 

Being old now sometimes I can relate to Richard; I am who am now not shaped [ any longer] for sportive tricks with a wanton ambling nymph.  

Richard the third is a great play but don't try the part unless you can remember a lot of complicated dialogues and dispatch anyone who appears an enemy to thou in your delusions. Of Course if you do overcome the role you will be thought of as finally arrived, fame and revenge in one basket. 

skip the book, elaine pagels on satan

 skip the book, Elaine Pagels on Satan

fiction

edward w pritchard

Skip the book by Elaine Pagels on Satan. In the author's favor she is intelligent does excellent research and isn't bad looking at all. Although in her picture on the back cover of the book she looks sad in a solemn slow developing long suffering sort of way. 

Pagel's writes that the Jews back in the day who refused to follow Jesus were accused by Jesus's back then new Christian leading writers and disciples  of being in fact -evil followers of Satan-. To dummy this down, first you worship then you crucify if feasible. It's the grand cycle of human feelings as we rush toward our destiny with oblivion. 

We all are victims of someone's journey between Love and hate.  that's about it- no need to read the book.