"Possession! It seems to me to be the basic fear.
There's nothing one fears more or is more ashamed
of than not being oneself.
"Yet few people even realize an approximation
of their true potential. Most people live lives
of varying degrees of shame and fear of not being
fully in control of themselves."
-Burroughs
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My work requires me to go to sea often. It's an experience I'd recommend to anyone who likes adventure and doing things that most people in mundane daily routines dream about. |
 We're aboard the USS Ashland awaiting a "Jacobs Ladder" transfer. Can you find me? Best looking one in the bunch. |
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Now this picture is a few years old. Needless to say, I don't look as nice as that anymore; an arduous life has taken its toll on my looks. I now have a patch over one eye. My face is congealed in a permanent, ingratiating smirk. I haven't had the best of luck in life. Behind me lay an epic saga of unsuccessful enterprises: I failed at raising frogs, chinchilla, Siamese fighting fish, ramie and culture pearls. I've attempted variously and without success, to promote a Love Bird Two-In-a-Coffin Cemetery, to corner the condom market during the rubber shortage, to run a mail order whore house, to issue penicillin as a patent medicine. I foolishly followed disastrous betting systems in the casinos of Europe and the racetracks of the U.S. I lost my front teeth when they were stomped out by bestial American sailors in Brooklyn. Vultures had eaten out my eye after I drank a pint of paregoric and passed out in a Panama City park. I was trapped between floors in an elevator for five days with an oil-burning junk habit and sustained an attack of the D.T.s while stowing away in a footlocker. Then there was the time I collapsed with strangulated intestines, perforated ulcers and peritonitis in Cairo and the hospital was so crowed the bedded me in the latrine, and the Greek surgeon goofed and sewed up a live monkey in me, and was gang-raped by the Arab attendants. One of the orderlies stole the penicillin substituting Sani-Flush; and then I got clap in my ass and a self-righteous English doctor cured me with an enema of hot sulfuric acid! And then there was German practitioner of Technological Medicine who removed my appendix with a rusty can-opener and a pair tin snips (he considered the germ theory to be nonsense). Flushed with success he then began snipping and cutting out everything in sight: "The human body is filled up vit unnecessitated parts. You can get by vit von kidney. Vy have two? Yes dat is a kidney...The inside parts should not be close in together crowded. They need Lebensraum like the Vaterland."*
 Drummer. Woodcuts and Color Stencil. Victoria and Albert Museum, London. |
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 Henri Matisse (1869-1954), Poissons rouges: Intèrieur (Interior with Goldfish), 1912 oil on canvas The Barnes Foundation, Merion, PA |
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* Well...that really didn't all happen to me. I got the idea while eating lunch-naked. Well anyway it's more interesting than the real story of my sheltered life.