disemboweled by weasels

picture a gender-free, upright-walking, sentient, mammal (GFUWSM). picture it walking from sea-to-shining-sea, meeting others of its kind. for every rudeness, for every discourtesy, for every oppressive act it witnesses or hears about, a weasel sinks it's teeth into the flesh of our GFUWSM. none will let go, till eventually our GFUWSM is weighed down and disappears under a coat of weasels who then disembowel our GFUWSM. That's what any of this could be about.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

where was I three years ago?

I was in a plane on the tarmac of Pearson International airport waiting to take-off, wondering why we were delayed. Then we disembarked to the onslaught of afterimages of those two towers that fell in New York. One friend remarked, "See what your friends will do to keep you in Toronto?"

It wasn't too soon, I laughed. Then I turned off the television.

# posted by ArnieHoffman : 1:24 p.m.

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