Dear Normal Genie’
OK…so where do I start…more revelations reveal themselves…more dots connected…curious marks on the pavement…more numbers and letters to decode…the mention of a man by the name of Theo next to a picture of man pointing at me …reports of a Kangaroo acting in a violent and aggressive manner in Chicago that vanished as mysteriously as it had appeared ... the paw prints of a lion…possibly a sabre tooth lion … in cement…near the entrance to my apartment building … a curious splotch of pink paint nearby…enduring memories of a visit to the Institute of Anatomy … remembering no photos of me … aged 1 …or memories of me aged 10.
Someone dropped an ice cream cone in front of the sheep about to be sacrificed … statue … in Kanak today ….
Tonight I watched a documentary about the War in Iraq … OK I admit …that I was not in full possession of my senses … or my sense of intrigue … when I criticised George W Bush over his handling of the situation … way back when … I truly am sorry I called you a Chimpanzee George.
DicK… …CHeny made … only a brief appearance and Donald Rumsfeld…the Secretary of Defence at that time … and a Chief Architect of the War ….Murgu?...was notable only by his absence … a surprising omission given that he was a such a major player in the war effort ...
Amidst all the bloodshed and bombs going off and the hunt for Al QuE … the curious and repeated influxes of insurgents attacking their ‘own people’ … the changes in leadership … the names of Generals and other army folk totally unfamiliar to me …no mention of Colin Powell …
And then there was Condaleeza’s curious reversion to a more feminine version of herself in her negotiations with Malarchi … according to Malarchi himself - the Iraqi interim Prime Minister … and her subsequent disappearance from the drama … and other odd things … such as anomalies …
Am I the only one that doesn’t have the memory of a Fucked up Fish?
This was not the same war that I remember … similar but not the same … for example no mention was made of Saddam Hussein’s Statue falling down and George Bush claiming victory… or Osama Bin Laden … or the notorious Abu Graib Prison or the war in Afghanistan … that came first … or the planes flying into the Twin Towers that started it ?
And the Victory over the insurgents? At various intervals along the way George W did indeed claim victory … in the year 2003 … for one …
10 years later … Barak Obama is the new President … and the war … it seems … has fizzled out … wind back to the year 2003 again and the talk is all about the liberation of Baghdad and how this liberation was so utterly surprising to everyone concerned … and absolutely shocking … I would imagine … given the bloodshed and the horror and the loss of so many lives … and then it ended on this rather enigmatic note … something to do with the consequences … of the liberation … … … or rather sequence … of events … that ensued …
… the Liberation of Joan Rivers … in fact … a comedienne and performance artist from America renowned … among others things … for her crass stage performances and plastic surgery operations …
… sooo … Yes … the war in BaGDaD … and that’s what they were calling it in the END … it seems … did end in 2003 and George Bush was right in claiming Victory … for Joan Rivers Stage Career …
I watched the doco on Joan Rivers … after it … with a mixture of horror and fascination. The conjunction of these two documentaries was no mere coincidence …
I had to remind myself several times to reserve all judgement … things are not what they seem … least of all Joan Rivers … nevertheless I was disgusted by her jokes about abortions, being a parent and anal sex …her obsession with being on stage and her incessant need to keep working … even when door after door was being slammed in her face … and who were the people going to see her shows … and yet …
… and yet … on a few occasions a picture of her would appear … showing a totally different kind of woman … a woman with sad eyes … a woman with a heart filled with compassion and love … a woman who seemed to be saying … that’s not me ….
Then the most curious thing happened … there was a scene of Joan Rivers at a function …it appeared to be in the foyer of a hotel … there were dozens of people all milling about … a very busy scene …when … who do I see?
Karen Hazler Nut from Brisbane ! That’s Who! Joan had her back to the camera and was looking at some papers or something on a table … when Karen Hazler Nut approached her … as if she knew her …and tried to give her a leaflet … or something … a paper something. I recognised her immediately … she had not aged a bit or changed in shape … round … even her hair was the same … past shoulder length brown hair … and she was wearing glasses.
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