There’s a kind of beauty to work, to labor, and in these tumultuous times that beauty just glows.
Last time I saw the glow was on 9/11. I walked home from work in Midtown and bought a sandwich at the fake French bakery across the street. It struck me very forcefully that the woman behind the counter was still at work while I was able to go home. We didn’t know yet whether the attacks were over or not, the city was in shock, and yet I was able to buy a sandwich and later to go to the drugstore to pick up a few things, where yet another woman rang up my order. She didn’t leave work either.
Of course one the best known examples I can recall of this glow was when John Swigert, Jr. and James Lovell who, with Fred Haise Jr., made up the crew of the US’s Apollo 13 moon flight communicated to Earth that something had gone technically wrong. The real phrase is “Houston, we’ve had a problem,” which morphed into the well known phrase “Houston, we have a problem.”
That line was the sound of work, that glow I’m writing about.
In the world of teevee, there is Captain Kirk and the crew of the Starship Enterprise. When the going got dangerous, they were at their workstations, fully engaged in the situation. Scotty got the most flack, imo.
I’ve been doing diary rescue over at Daily Kos for the downticket races. The rescued diaries get put into one big roundup and the whole thing goes on the front page.
I’ve been reading folks who have been posting every day on the races they’re involved in, and often this is on top of their canvassing work and such.
When I think about the last couple weeks, with big changes going on all over the place, I am seeing the glow in those diaries, the ability to focus on the situation confronting you and do the work you see needs to be done — with no boss, no paycheck, not a whole lot of comments most of the time, just to do it because you think it should be done. That’s the glow.
There is not a poster here at Docudharma who I’m not getting that glow from.
Just sayin’.
Nothing much beneath the flip, below the fold, down under, wangdangdoodle … yeah, that would be a nice video, I’m gonna look for it. It’s Friday. Work hard. Play hard. That’s the ticket.
Koko Taylor (with the Great Little Walter), Wang Dang Doodle, courtesy of YouTube’s greglawrence, who did an excellent job fixing the synch on this video (which was awful on all the other ones).
Hope everyone got through this week okay, and a special shout out to Edger, who I hope is healing quickly and completely.
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… I agree with any of you lugs … heh.
Just that I dig the glow.
people throw themselves into their work. They do the best job possible whether they are getting paid in cash, or doing good for the country and the world.
I know that glow you speak of. 🙂
But I do like Keith’s coat… 😉
the Glow is picking up over yonder too!
Hope everyone has an easy night
Others because they just don’t know what else to do, lol.
I like the glowy ones.
the Cabarrus Arena tomorrow which is 2 miles from the house
should I go spy?
…they just have to plod on through and hope that the subconscious picks up the slack and something meaningful comes out.
The other day I did an excellent job restoring a horsehair plaster/blueboard patched wall. I used to run a Diamond 84 CO2 laser in combination with a T100 Synrad and also have experience with the Unitek Miyachi LW50A 4 port yag laser. I have recently picked up some practice MIG welding. I can sweat copper pipes and wire outlets but when it comes to gardening I have a black thumb.
I currently have no boss and no job. Both were exterminated for the simple reason that they were a beacon of hope, a constructive force for innovation and the generation of that spirit. Such ideals conflicted with the Illuminati plan to destroy America and the preservation of offshore jobs. The CEO and officers of the parent company are all regular attendees on the official Bilderburg meeting list. As such they knew ahead of time about the September 30 date scheduled for “economic” stress.
“Water water everywhere, & all the boards did shrink.
Water water everywhere, & not a drop to drink.
As silent as a painted ship, with neither breath nor motion.
As silent as a painted ship, upon a painted ocean.”
The Ancient Mariner
This is water as I love it, as I live it & as I live from it.