Steven Hunley
04-25-2011, 03:39 PM
Dude the Decadent
by
Steven Hunley
Another explanation of where the Dudeman went wrong, a cautionary tale
Kim, the character in Kipling’s book of the same name considered himself as a “friend of the world.” This sounds nice but it can be a dangerous stance to take. In these same boots Dude was now standing.
Dude had an attitude change going on and didn’t notice it. When he went to do a delivery and walked through a door to do it, everyone’s eyes lit up. He grew used to this attention and thought after a while it was all about him. He was mistaken. The bag was what it was all about. You couldn't blame the Dudester, he hadn’t been a bagman that long.
He’d adopted the attitude the drug gave him which was “can do” and “can be done.” It didn’t matter what it was or what it wasn’t. He became gregarious when before he had been quiet. He was positive when he’d been hesitant, or even negative. If something could be organized the Incas could organize it. If it could be moved they could move it, no matter how big. This attitude was an Inca attitude as anyone who has seen the ten-angled stone in Cuzco will testify. It was attitude influenced by coca. In the Andes where life is hard it’s needed. In Fat City where life is soft and easy it isn’t. Dude was no Inca but he thought that he was. Poor deluded Dudeman.
The Incas were splendid organizers and workers and knew what coca was for. Dude, having adopted their plant helper into his own personal pharmacopeia adopted this attitude too. But he used the plant out of context and really didn’t know much about it. He thought he did. The refined powder was responsible for this idiot attitude. The powder was a cheat. The refined powder was not the plant in its entirety. So when he walked through a door and eyes lit up, he thought they lit up for him. You couldn’t blame the fellow. Holding so big a bag had him all judgment-impaired.
A confused and judgment-impaired fellow was he. And all the while he had fun. It was all pretty sick. He thought, like Kipling’s Kim, that he was the “friend of the world” when really he was just the “bringer of the bag”. Kim's boots were proving to be dangerous footwear.
One thing more made it dangerous to wear such boots, was hangers-on. They could be men or women. Women were the most dangerous. Christy was one of these. The day she came over he saw she arrived with a friend that he already knew. But in another way he never saw her coming, know what I mean? He was blinded eyes-open. But that’s another story entirely.
by
Steven Hunley
Another explanation of where the Dudeman went wrong, a cautionary tale
Kim, the character in Kipling’s book of the same name considered himself as a “friend of the world.” This sounds nice but it can be a dangerous stance to take. In these same boots Dude was now standing.
Dude had an attitude change going on and didn’t notice it. When he went to do a delivery and walked through a door to do it, everyone’s eyes lit up. He grew used to this attention and thought after a while it was all about him. He was mistaken. The bag was what it was all about. You couldn't blame the Dudester, he hadn’t been a bagman that long.
He’d adopted the attitude the drug gave him which was “can do” and “can be done.” It didn’t matter what it was or what it wasn’t. He became gregarious when before he had been quiet. He was positive when he’d been hesitant, or even negative. If something could be organized the Incas could organize it. If it could be moved they could move it, no matter how big. This attitude was an Inca attitude as anyone who has seen the ten-angled stone in Cuzco will testify. It was attitude influenced by coca. In the Andes where life is hard it’s needed. In Fat City where life is soft and easy it isn’t. Dude was no Inca but he thought that he was. Poor deluded Dudeman.
The Incas were splendid organizers and workers and knew what coca was for. Dude, having adopted their plant helper into his own personal pharmacopeia adopted this attitude too. But he used the plant out of context and really didn’t know much about it. He thought he did. The refined powder was responsible for this idiot attitude. The powder was a cheat. The refined powder was not the plant in its entirety. So when he walked through a door and eyes lit up, he thought they lit up for him. You couldn’t blame the fellow. Holding so big a bag had him all judgment-impaired.
A confused and judgment-impaired fellow was he. And all the while he had fun. It was all pretty sick. He thought, like Kipling’s Kim, that he was the “friend of the world” when really he was just the “bringer of the bag”. Kim's boots were proving to be dangerous footwear.
One thing more made it dangerous to wear such boots, was hangers-on. They could be men or women. Women were the most dangerous. Christy was one of these. The day she came over he saw she arrived with a friend that he already knew. But in another way he never saw her coming, know what I mean? He was blinded eyes-open. But that’s another story entirely.