Graffiti at the end of the block, where I'm housesitting."Oh, the humanity!"
I overheard this conversation at the back of the city bus:
Man 1: You hear about the oil spill in the Gulf?
Man 2: I haven't had a TV for 6 months.
Man 3: Man, everything DYING! It killing all the animals* and plants and crawfish and everything.
Man 1: Don't listen to the TV, they just tell you what they want you to hear. Listen to the radio--AM 950 [Air America]. They'll tell you. This oil, it's all over everything! And it's just greed caused it. Greed!
Man 2: Why don't they clean it up?
Man 1: [pause] You ever try cleaning up a chicken dinner in cold water?
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*Even the manatee?
Yes. Possibly even the manatee.
Oh, I love overheard comments. This conversation has some wisdom in it somewhere and I like the "Oh the Manatee" very much! hahaha
ReplyDeleteIt sounds also like the beginning of a nonsense poem, along the lines of the pelican, whose beak holds more than his belly can. Ogden nash, I think.
ReplyDeleteSOL: Oh, the Manatee! (friendly graffiti!)
ReplyDeleteI must use this, along with "golly Moses!"
"oil spill" - such a mild term for what's happening; "oil spill" sounds like a typical mechanic's stain: "oops, looks like we spilled some oil."
Oil BURST!
Gaping Oil PUNCTURE!
I love bus conversations; a while back, a man waiting for the same bus as me said, over the phone: "Yeah, I need to borrow a family on Tuesday from 6 - 7:30".
I felt sure I was inside a book/movie.
"cleaning up a chicken dinner in cold water" - heh.
anguish
ReplyDeleteMARG: I note in the next post some people call it an oilcano. That doesn't capture it either.
ReplyDeletePOODLE: You've got it: anguish.
I haven't known what/how to post about it so I was grateful when these two things showed up (the graffiti and the conversation), offering a way to say SOMETHING.