Archive for December 2015

Note: I did not write this and cannot recall where I originally received it, at least 7 years ago, but the fable seems even more relevant now.

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

                Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning. "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

                The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."

                The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

                The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."

                The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house!  There is a mousetrap in the house!"

                The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

                So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone. That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

                The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.

                The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she later returned home with a fever.

                Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.

                But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

                The farmer's wife did not get well; she died. So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

                The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember:  when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.

Simply Syndicated is the home for many of my favorite podcasts. They have been producing several shows since 2005, and about 4 years ago I made a list of my favorite moments from the first 5 or 6 years. I'm expecting most, if not all, of those original podcasts to be available via Simply Everything in the near future, if they aren't already there.

The Definitive Word - Embarrassing Moments
Crimes Against Food - Christmas

Masters Of None - Worst Xmas Songs of All Time (1)
Movies You Should See - Christmas Movies 2008
Here Goes Nothing - Nintendo Big Band (The Skits)
For Those About To Rock - The Real Thing (Faith No More)
Starbase 66 - 1st Anniversary Show
Starbase 66 - bloopers with Nerd Hurdles
Nerd Hurdles - Complete TOSsers
Weekend Watches #27
Make It So #52
The Definitive Word - Plastic Surgery

Different Drummer: Will Tristram

Simply Everything

 I have been waiting what seems a lifetime,        

                Watching to see if you could trust me.


There is something rather odd, touching in your

                Smile. I’d call it a knowing grin,

                If only I knew.


I’ve looked in five languages, not including

                My own, for words – rather, a phrase –

                To say what I’m almost feeling.


It’s just one of those things: if you don’t

                Already know, you never will, even with

                My help.


On the other foot: if you know from before,

                You won’t need me to tell you, and you

                Wouldn’t want me to try.



Obviously, the only reason I sleep well at night

                Is because I know that you know already

                What I don’t know how to say.


I’ve attempted to explain to you many times before,

                Moments when you were younger,

                Living in other places, in other homes.


I have been a prodigal member of all your families.

                Both of us know we’ve been awaiting my return.


Before you were born, I was there.

                Even though you are sometimes younger than I am,

                You saw my birth as well.


I tell you this now because the knowledge comes

                Through you. When you knelt and crawled away,

                You reminded me of something I never knew before.



(Manifestos of Neosurrealism, 1989)



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