Someone just asked me to get back into politics again and I am rightfully spooked out of my wits.
The guy’s got a lot going for him and he can probably mount a decent campaign with the right support. I’m just not ready to lead the charge again. I did it, back in the day, for someone who was ahead if he didn’t get laughed off the podium; this guy can credibly shoot for a lot more. I don’t mind advising, but I’m not blowing out my fuses again.
I wrote him and said that he needed someone else’s face attached to his campaign, since The Woman Who Fronted For The Nut Ball would be bad karma, and concluded “You need me to be the Stranger Woman behind the Socratic duck blind” (a complicated reference to Diotima in the Symposium, who was probably Aspasia of Miletus, who was not a citizen of Socrates’ politically charged hometown of Athens, any more than I am a member of any local political party).
Only I almost sent it before noticing that I had typed “fuck blind.”
That would have solved the problem then and there, the guy being more upright than Dudley Do-Right.
I don’t know if spell check is my friend or my enemy.
i dunno… isn’t “fuck blind” what most politicos do to us?
Something somewhere moves in mysterious ways ……
Good Christ. “the Stranger Woman behind the Socratic duck blind” was my pet name for my dear wife “Aggie.” I won’t tell you what she called me.
As long as you didn’t call her Xantippe.
Not likely…I can never remember if the “X” is silent or not. It’s embarrassing as Hell and was likely the reason I was blackballed from joining the Elks.
Damned Elks are fussy about pronunciation.
Parking, too. I once passed a parking lot outside a lodge hall in a dismal twarf in upstate New York with a sign that read “Parking for Elks Only.” If I had had an elk I would have parked it there but I can’t think why they needed space for so many.
Is parking your elk like curbing your dog?
Back in my day “parking your elk” had a whole different meaning and was, to be frank, quite rude.
Sorry for sidetracking your comments, sledpress.
I think a well sidetracked comment is full of Freudian possibilities, in itself.