Friday, November 5, 2010
What Makes the Hottentot So Hot?
Courage! What makes a king out of a slave? Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave? Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk in the misty mist, or the dusky dusk? What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage! What makes the sphinx the seventh wonder? Courage! What makes the dawn come up like thunder? Courage! What makes the Hottentot so hot? What puts the "ape" in apricot? What have they got that I ain't got?
It occurred to me, while jiggling the ice cubes in my tonic and gin last evening, that my own self-centered brume that I live in day to day is lacking in courage.
Oh true! It takes a certain amount of bravery to walk the ass-kickin streets of this trailer park on a Friday night! (Or any night for that matter!) I'll grant you that. And I am always taken back by the gallantry I put forth when attempting to subdue the "devil boy" at space 8 that seems to already possess extreme anger-management issues at the age of 10. But after reading (link attached) this story of a very courageous 5 year old and his equally fearless mom, I can see that there is zero valour in being a trailer park manager! Certainly, my faithful followers might like to differ when recalling the time I had to clean-up the "gifts" left to me by the septic tank over-flow...gloved with latex and pushing a wheelbarrel containing a shovel and a super-sized bottle of Clorox, I single-handedly scooped the shit off space 22's gravel and weed-infested lawn, then doused the entire area with bleach...NOW THAT TOOK COURAGE!
Sometimes it takes courage to just go out into the world.
At least on those dark, dispairing days... The Cowardly Lion was in pursuit of Courage and the authentic meaning thereof. This day, I think I'll join him in that quest.