Puritans Just Want To Have Fun....At Times Anyway

            Lest you think that I am stuffy all the time....you might be interested in knowing that I can be a 'wild and crazy guy.' Don't believe it? Admittedly it was over a thirty-seven year span....but I was known at work to do things like bend one leg up and tie my ankle to my thigh....then fasten a mop handle to the leg to appear as a peg leg....wear my du-rag as a pirate bandana....cover one eye with a torn off piece of black garbage bag.....and walk around with a thick pirate brogue....."Ayyyye matey!" And another time put a new blonde mop head on as a wig....and using that same mop handle as a baton....with yellow safety tape as streamers.....bent backwards almost parallel to the ground....do a pretty good impersonation off a drum majorette. You should know this....I wasn't the only one in a weird mood at these times.....midnight shifts in a power plant can do strange things to people....otherwise it probably wouldn't have been thirty-seven years there.

             So this morning I may have gone a little overboard with my wife. There was a time when I listened to nothing but country music.....and she hated it.....but as time passed.....and two or three comets passed overhead.....probably having magical powers.....she all of a sudden listens to country music all the time....and I now hate it....but....and this is a big butt....country music doesn't seem to be anything like country music anymore.

             Back to this morning.....I came downstairs....she awoke earlier than me since I was up all hours of the morning posting on the demise of America.....and coming dystopian society....from Lamentations....and the radio was on as usual.....but for some reason there was a real country music song on....Mountain Music.....Alabama.....(when the state of Alabama was still the state of Alabama).....

             "Play me some mountain music.

               Like Grandma and Grandpa used to play.

                Then I'll float on down the river to the Cajun

                 hideaway...."

              That reminds me of a joke I once made up....."Knock knock"...."Who's there?"...."Ya"....."Ya who?"....."Yee...Haw!"

               

               I started clapping and moving one leg with the beat....I think I even shouted.....Yeehaw.....a time or two. I was simply trying to give a visual and oral commentary.....on modernism and its deleterious effect on our American heritage....and country music's inimical contribution to the collapse of America. I called her in the kitchen to hear a real country music song. Fortunately she was on her way to tennis.....we'll probably talk about it later....and this post will be gone....over to my humor page.

Afterthought: There is a time for humor.....a blessing in itself....like wine....making the heart glad....but in moderation. The Puritans were like this...thanking God for his wonderful blessings in this world....with laughter and humor....and at the same time praising Him for his holiness and majesty.....but you would never know this from all the comments made today about being...."Puritanical." Our British Donald Trump...Nigel Farage....even a month ago likened the Puritans of old....without whom he would probably be a politburo member in London....likened the "woke folk" of today....to the Puritans of old. Please read the following post to see who I am most of the time.