Love
and all that ©
By
Michael Casey
Today
I’m to talk about Love, I could say it’s a many splendored thing, and it’s all
you need but you can watch Moulin Rouge for yourselves, it really is a great
film. My favourite bit is where the
black member of the troupe punches the Count, who is a right pain, see I
avoided the obvious joke, I am capable of doing that you know, though you have
all thought of it for yourselves now that I did not mention it.
What
is Love, read everything from Plato onwards and you may just scratch the
surface, and no Plato is not the new player for Manchester United, they could
not afford him, he’s off to PSG next. So what exactly is Love, well the Irish
call it the Urge, this is more exactly when your body says I must be united
with another body and start having children. In Star Trek Spock had the Urge
and took over the Enterprise he just had to find his mate. Though in the end
Spock commented that The Desire is Greater than the Need, things fall flat and
everybody is disappointed.
Though
Love can be eternal, and when you lay your husband to rest you wonder just who
are you going to argue with now, the old bastard died on me and I hadn’t finished
talking to him. Some do go to the grave every day to talk to their lost love,
some are buried at sea just to avoid such a fate, your eternal rest should be
your eternal rest.
We
also love things, we have passion for a thing, you may have a collection of National Geographic magazines, though I must say
my 2 daughters do enjoy them and its
very educational. Some collect elastic bands, each band a different colour,
each one represents a different music festival you attended. So just by looking
at the elastic band all the memories
come flooding back.
The
orange and yellow band was the best festival of all and that’s where you met
the girl who became your wife. So you treasure your pieces of elastic as you
grow older the elastic bands are testament to your Hippy Youth. Then your
daughters grow older and snatch them to tie their hair back. Only the bands
break and you start to cry, your mum has to tell you that each band was such a
special thing. So your daughters spend
days on the internet finding replica elastic bands to replace those split and
damaged.
Then
as a Birthday present dad gets 22 coloured elastic wrist bands, cost 2.99 plus
58p postage. Dad is overjoyed it’s the best thing he ever got in his life,
apart from his wife’s garter on her Wedding night. See a piece of elastic having
so much Love and Power behind it.
Some
people collect Bath Bombs and then use them up in a splash of colour and scent,
so they really do come up smelling of roses. We could have used them when my
own dad came back home from the sweat of the steel works, the District Iron and
Steel Brasshouse Lane Smethwick. Girls love soaking in the bath with flavours
of scent surrounding them, a bath is much more fun than a boy anytime, not
unless he is covered in chocolate, can somebody explain why chocolate is so
important to women.
So
on it goes people have a love for things,
Love is a very strange thing, I do like shoes myself, not as much as Emelda Marcos nor Theresa May but nice
shoes are good, especially if you have to stand for 12 hours a day on marble as
I did for 3 years at CPNEC Birmingham. So we love things because they give us
pleasure and they have such great memories attached to them. We all remember
Rosbud the sledge that Citizen Kane remembers on his deathbed. Sometimes it’s
the simplest and most innocent of things that brings the most joy in our head, so make
love before you are dead.
this is me the Michael Casey from Birmingham, I am NOT the Dublin economist nor the monk, so here's my mug shot.
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