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![]() Mary Isabel Catherine Bernadette O'Brien April 16, 1939 - March 2, 1999 |
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This notion of the lovelorn is somewhat sad, somewhat pitiful, and somewhat exasperating.
How many times have I seen women sitting in various break rooms crying when they're supposed to be out working ...
Even my own emotions used to control me at times and looking back I have contempt for my lack of that ability to separate some integrated background moment from a present situation at hand.
So now, I'm one of those people you really can't read. I might be happy or sad but you'll typically say I look angry because I'm not sporting some goofy grin on my face like all too many of the others I encounter ...
When my heart is broken I just keep it to myself and get on with life and the situation "which is" refusing to delve into "what was" as that effort in futility it remains.
Cold ? No, just detached. I used to be referred to as "aloof".
I wasn't always there but have been so for quite a few years now. I think when the Navy put me on the pad for mutiny, sedition, and conspiracy I pretty much lost all fear of my fellow men in their pusuit of the abject terror of others.
Stupid officers. Stupid men. I just bided my time and went before the XO and explained myself to her and was exonerated totally.
Such is life ... people want to put things on you and it's up to you to decline to accept them.
Sometimes that assertiveness you project will make or break you in this regard.
Personally, I'm of the 'raging bull' type of assertiveness as evidenced by my 'nuke them from orbit' attitudes toward some things.
So now, if all you have to offer is a steady stream of tedium no thank you. As of somewhere around 1976 I'd had enough drama for an entire lifetime so save that drama for your mama.
I'm not playing around with just anyone anymore.
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| Cynthia Marie Graham Hurd (54) | Bible study member and manager for the Charleston County Public Library system; sister of former state senator Malcolm Graham |
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| Ethel Lee Lance (70) | the church's sexton |
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| Tywanza Sanders (26) | Bible study member; grandnephew of victim Susie Jackson. He was the youngest victim |
| Daniel L. Simmons (74) | Pastor who also served at Greater Zion AME Church in Awendaw |
| Sharonda Coleman-Singleton (45) | Pastor; also a speech therapist and track coach at Goose Creek High School; mother of MLB prospect Chris Singleton |
| Myra Thompson (59) | Bible study teacher |
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Game over man
Private Hudson
Portrayed by Bill Paxton
Aliens (1986)
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There is a uniquely human concept known as "the broken heart" whereby people become immensely sad usually as the result of unrequited love and that sequela rejection and moving on.
Sensations include the heart being perceived as a cold lump in the chest which attempts to sustain a person in the absence of that will to go on.
There is an emptiness otherwise said to pervade the very soul.
Happiness appears to depart for parts unknown to the point when those affected are no longer interested in where it's gone.
They shun approach and interaction.
They refrain from interpersonal interaction and decline to smile or speak or even acknowledge that others exist.
There is this dark acceptance of being done and other considerations become secondary.
Its easy to let go. The difficulty lay in attempting to grasp at nothing.
Such is the convoluted recovery process for those who allow others to control their emotions.
I dare say these type of antics are primarily a manifestation of the young crowd and likely dissipate when a person hits their forties.
I know I used to go bat crap crazy over my smattering of lovelorn episodes.
Now, it's move on and stay out of my way.
How Can You Mend a Broken Heart
I can think of younger days
When living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do
I could never see tomorrow
But I was never told about the sorrow
How can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man? How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart
And let me live again
I can still feel the breeze
That rustles through the trees
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow
But no one said a word about the sorrow
How can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down
How can you stop the sun from shining
What makes the world go round
And how can you mend this broken man? How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart
And let me live again
La la la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la
Please help me mend my broken heart
And let me live again
Da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da da, da
Performed by the Bee Gees
Song by Barry Gibb and Robin Gibb
Lyrics
© Warner Chappell Music, Inc
© Universal Music Publishing Group
![]() Dolly July 5, 1996 - February 14, 2003 |
When your existence is solely for the benefit of others what good is it ?
There was a sheep named Dolly which was cloned from 3 mothers via a process called "nuclear transfer":
| 1 | provided the egg |
| 1 | provided the genetics from a somatic (body) cell |
| 1 | carried and gave birth to the clone |
The birth of Dolly was announced on this day in 1997.
She had six offspring who were normal by all accounts. When she was 4 years old it is claimed that she developed arthritis and began walking stiffly.
This claim has been subsequently disputed in the literature.
On February 14, 2003, Dolly was euthanised because she was suffering with progressive lung disease and alleged severe arthritis. It was discovered later that she had developed cancer as well.
Thus ended the life of "the world's most famous sheep". Sad to think that her total existence was for research.
Nothing left to the imagination. Other clones of this animal have grown normally and lived a full life. As for Dolly, she was stuffed and placed on display as the item of genetic curiosa she is.
Again, nothing in her life really benefited her.
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In my youth there were the Monkees, a bubble gum pop culture icon replete with television program, collectable figures, guest appearances, and of course popular music.
It has been my sad experience to witness the death of Davy Jones who died suddenly in 2012 while tending to horses from the sequela of arteriosclerosis.
A year ago today Peter Tork succumbed to a rare form of cancer.
All in all I'd like to say that The Monkees contributed to that entertainment I enjoyed in my fantasy laden youth and indeed ...
I even sang a number of those songs on occasion and sometimes had the audacity to fancy myself a performer with my own televison show.
Those wistfull daydreams not withstanding, half of the 1960s era icon which were The Monkees are now passed leaving half: Mickey Dolenz and Michael Nesmith remaining.
The days of reunion shows likely have passed as have the heyday of The Monkees, that 1960s innocence they projected, and myself.
Rest in peace.
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