AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

1/23/16

Pleasant Misunderstanding

We are familiar with term "clapped."  To get shot, to get fired, the past part of the act of clapping, being ugly in appearance as though you have been shot up or through a war or battle.

The whole thing with it being used as a term for getting fired or canned, let go, is the one I sort of misunderstood because it's really used as an extension of getting shot or shot down.

The way I saw and see it, in terms of getting fired, is this way: a person gets up and goes in to work to punch in or give their daily speech or state of the company address and before they can say anything at their podium or sit down in their chair, everyone around the office or in the audience simply begins clapping.  Non stop.  At maximum volume.  As though the person being fired has accomplished a cure for cancer or orchestrated permanent world peace.  The clapping continues so loud and so violently that the person being fired cannot deliver their speech or continue any more work to the point that their initial jubilation and happiness, as the applause boil over all around them, eventually turns into dismay and confusion, and then utter grief when they finally realize no one wants to hear or see them and that standing ovation is actually their curtain call and they are forced, in a sea of riotous applause, to shuffle into the sunset.

I think that's a much better vision for "clapped" when it comes to someone getting fired.  It's got some comedy and nuance to it that the other definition completely lacks.

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