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LIONEL AUDIO: History, Bran, Women’s Shoes & DUI

What I love more than almost anything is starting an audio piece and seeing where it takes me. Just look at the post tags and find a commonality in sequencing. Good luck. It’s how I think. It’s not scattered or desultory; it’s not veering (the most hated term I know anent critique). One thought inspires another. Some thoughts are interstitial nexuses. Some are logical connective tissue. Think Ella Fitzgerald and scat. Joe Pass and the riff or solo. Or don’t, it’s a free country.

But the most important part of this version is the idea that history ain’t history. It’s a story, a meme, a piece of mythology and lore that’s crafted and amended by so many custodians of the story. But it has nothing to do with the truth. That’s relative. As is incest. But who cares about bugs?

LIONEL AUDIO: Object Permanence & Lionel Spiriruality (Plus Street Fairs)

I begin with a walk down memory lane and my love of fairs and carnivals. I hit inter alia New York street fairs, Hell’s Kitchen, early fairs in my life, the Florida State Fair in Tampa, downtown Tampa of the 60’s. Being served food by ex-convicts and mental institution escapees. I provide an ode, a paean to my beloved street festivals and fairs. The smell of charcoal and dirty reused grease. The chance of encountering hepatitis on a stick. How tasty.

And that naturally leads to a discussion of death and dying and our funereal fixation, the macabre and ghoulish dance of the funeral. There’s in fact a reason for the subject matter, but you must listen.

This developmental psychologist (supra) might have inadvertently explained our whackiness anent death. Jean Piaget gave us the theory of object permanence, understanding that objects continue to exist even when they cannot be perceived via senses. First we’re taught as children via peekaboo that someone’s still there even though he’s hiding. We learn it so well that when some die we swear they’re still there despite the fact that we can’t see them. Despite the fact that they’re dead. The concept of death, the complete and total cessation of human existence, is more than many can take. So we make stuff up.

No greater indicia of our imagination and collective insanity exist than our inability to handle the ultimate grand finale. The cosmic sayonara. When we awaken from the dream of life.

LIONEL AUDIO: The Truth About Obesity, Old Age, Boob Jobs, Viagra, Constipation & Gravity

The moronic media, mirroring us in fact, act as though the causation models for obesity are unknown. They infantilize us with their mind-numbing features and reporting. And why shouldn’t they? With morbid obesity on an incredible trajectory, we must be children. Or stupid. And it leads me to discuss as well our collective nescience about our bodies, aging. Even our bowels. Name it. We are a pathetic lot. That provides me with limitless material. Herein I also provide a stream of observations anent inter alia bad boob jobs, disgusting feet, the ravages of gravity on the body and penile perfusion. Tastefully, I might add.

LIONEL AUDIO: The Truth About Obesity, Old Age, Boob Jobs, Viagra, Constipation & Gravity (27:27)

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