Caveat: Bloody Sunday

What I'm listening to right now.

ImagesU2, "Bloody Sunday."

I was listening to my MP3 files on shuffle yesterday to this song, and I had the most vivid flashbacks of my first visit to New York City, in 1983.  I was with some friends from college – we'd somehow convinced ourselves that driving from Minnesota to NYC for a 4 day weekend was a good idea. So after 24 hours of driving straight through, we crossed the George Washington Bridge into Manhattan. I didn't take any pictures on that trip, but here's some random internet-found photos that capture the feeling of seeing NYC for the first time from that perspective.

The song's theme (Irish politics) doesn't match my vivid mental images at all, but they're indelibly linked in my brain.

George

 

Caveat: yon gray blank of sky

Cheerfulness Taught By Reason

I THINK we are too ready with complaint
In this fair world of God's. Had we no hope
Indeed beyond the zenith and the slope
Of yon gray blank of sky, we might grow faint
To muse upon eternity's constraint
Round our aspirant souls; but since the scope
Must widen early, is it well to droop,
For a few days consumed in loss and taint?
O pusillanimous Heart, be comforted
And, like a cheerful traveller, take the road
Singing beside the hedge. What if the bread
Be bitter in thine inn, and thou unshod
To meet the flints ? At least it may be said
'Because the way is short, I thank thee, God.'
– Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Below is a scan of a photo I took in 1985. I believe it's from the top of Notre Dame in Paris, looking north (?) – I suppose I could figure it out using googleearth if I worked at it. Note the yon gray blank of sky. That's how I remember my time in Paris that year.

1985_ParisFranceViewFromND01

Caveat: Try walking in my shoes

Feeling tired and burnt out at the moment. Not much to say.

I saw a description of some tornados in Oklahoma that said: "pants-dampening tornados." This was funny.

What I'm listening to right now.

Depeche Mode, "Walking in My Shoes." It was the continuous soundtrack of much darker times – still near the top of my complicated list of loved music.

Lyrics:

I would tell you about the things
They put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the Lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But I think your pulse would start to rush

Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes

Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But I promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see

I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

[Daily log: walking, 4 km]