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About Me

A curmudgeon's reputation for malevolence is undeserved. They're neither warped nor evil at heart. They don't hate mankind, just mankind's absurdities. They're just as sensitive and soft-hearted as the next guy, but they hide their vulnerability beneath a crust of misanthropy. They ease the pain by turning hurt into humor. . . . . . They attack maudlinism because it devalues genuine sentiment. . . . . . Nature, having failed to equip them with a servicable denial mechanism, has endowed them with astute perception and sly wit. Curmudgeons are mockers and debunkers whose bitterness is a symptom rather than a disease. They can't compromise their standards and can't manage the suspension of disbelief necessary for feigned cheerfulness. Their awareness is a curse. Perhaps curmudgeons have gotten a bad rap in the same way that the messenger is blamed for the message: They have the temerity to comment on the human condition without apology. They not only refuse to applaud mediocrity, they howl it down with morose glee. Their versions of the truth unsettle us, and we hold it against them, even though they soften it with humor. - JON WINOKUR

My Interests

Trees, Sentimental Soujourns, Friends. Serendipity. Life, Love, Food. Philosophy. Inter-Subjective Verifiability. Trying to turn my feelings off and failing every time. Vision. Hope. Staying sane. Walking a thin line. Playing with swords. Playing in general. Huge Pants. Trickster Gods. Telepathy. The Future, the Past, the Present. The Unseen. You, Others. Searching. Finding. Fulfilling prophecy.

I'd like to meet:

You and Your Mom.

Music:

I like it. I listen.

Television:

'Hinx, Mynx, the old witch winks, The fat begins to fry. Nobody home but Jumping Joan, Father, Mother and I. Sticks, stocks, stone dead; Blind men can't see! Every knave will have a slave, you or I must be he.'

Books:

Old smelly ones.

Heroes:

I am a hero. But you should probably save yourself.

My Blog

On Madness:

Subtle scent-memories waft through layers of matter, buried inefficiently (or buried inefficiency), they corrode through to fated olfactory mechanisms, the sweetest-tasting of acids, a savory ethereal...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 02:49:00 PST

Honest Expression

They prefer to remember me as they prefer.Not as a human being, but as a meticulously pruned collection of events. Of traces of emotions long passed - scent in the wind. I am a machine they build to f...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 04:12:00 PST

There is no title.

I woke up this morning with a bit of dream stuck in my eye. It was an image. I was myself - laying where I was laying - My face... normal by recollection, save for a scaly pallor - had one pupil dilat...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 11:06:00 PST

Kenji’s Recommendation

Letter of Recommendation Translated from Japanese:November 11, 2007To Whom It May Concern:I am writing this in support of Devin Montgomery who is applying to attend SanFrancisco University in 2008.In ...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 02:55:00 PST

Letter to a Dear Friend

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you. I've been waiting for a time when I felt capable of expressing myself adequately and treating you with the fairness and respect you deserve. And as ...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 10:36:00 PST

Media Mind-Murder

What's the difference between ignorance and apathy? ... don't know and don't care ...So I turn my computer on, go to check my mail, and find some internet-news shoved down the metaphorical throat of ...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 04:25:00 PST

Sojourn / Terror

I had, again, as far as I can consciously discern, another set of two major dream cycles. To follow them with any sort of cognition, you must first accept that time and space, no more than energy, are...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 02:12:00 PST

Ten Silly Displays of Optimism

1. Every day is a good day -Yun Men2. Sit...Rest...Work -Budda3. Life delights in life -Williams Blake4. The only joy in the world, is to begin -Cesare Pavese5. The truth-that love is the ultimate and...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Sun, 15 Jul 2007 04:49:00 PST

Sympathy ...

Sycophantic soulless simians suckling Summon severe storms of sorrow;Severed sub-scoring slaves scrape so.Senseless senile servitude seems sordid,Sense's squalls of squalor stain spirit;Sane souls str...
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 07:54:00 PST

Poor Child, Poor Children

A few nights ago, while I was in Napa for my friends 21'st birthday:We were outside, probably drinking. 'We' being the kind of cynical societal by-products that would actually choose to breathe smoke....
Posted by Harrison Bergeron on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 02:12:00 PST