I didn’t say anything, just finished my pie and then took a sip of coffee to wash it down.”
–D.C. Adkisson (The Shepherd)
Circus? The circus was in town? Sorry, Pard I missed it. TV, you know I don’t watch television nor have access to those stations, that bein’ said, I do watch Have Gun Will Travel and Gunsmoke and some others but not on regular tv. So you’re tellin’ me that there was a circus in town? Well, let me get our coffee and yuh can tell me all about it.
What’s that silly grin? Are yuh now tellin’ me there wasn’t a circus? Oh, not one with lions and tigers just plenty of clown acts. Hmmm, sounds like a political gatherin’ to me with all the clown acts. Oh! It was! Ha, ha, an’ who was the ring master. No one? Just clowns up runnin’ their jaws and spewin’ their lies until they handed it over to good ol’ apple polisher Joe. My, my, my…
Pard, what can I say? Let’s sit and enjoy our coffee together. I’ve never been much on clowns, an’ I certainly am not in favor of pompous bureaucrats. They kinda get the gizzard riled if I listen to too much of the spiel. We shore have been havin’ nice mornin’s. They kinda take the mind away from the noise of the media regardin’ whatever they are targetin’ for the week. Ahhh, feel that breeze. My, coffee gone already? Don’t be frettin’, I made a whole pot.
The nonsense that seems to just flow from their mouths, well some of the younger folk just don’t quite grasp it all. Either they don’t care or they’re brain is flowin’ with muck they have gathered in. I was ready from that ol’ prophet Isaiah this week, and his words, rather the Lord’s, brought comfort to my soul. Now take heed, and listen tight, “Even to your old age, I am He, and even to gray hairs I will carry you! I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you.” (46:4) Now if’n that ain’t talkin’ straight at some of us…
Yuh leave this place right smart now, sit tall in yur saddle, and don’t be frettin’ over them clowns. The Lord has a day of reckonin’. But don’t be foolish…check yur cinch. It’d be worse if yuh fell off yur horse then to forget yuh puttin’ on yur mask.
Vaya con Dios