The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
I Still Regret not being Cruel Enough.
by Regis Boff
I once told a blind country western singer, while “negotiating” with him, that he was “lucky to be blind, so he never had to see himself.” It could have been a better-structured insult in retrospect but when you are pissed-off, great language can fail you.
I was trying to hurt him, not recognizing that a lifetime of blindness would carry with it an immunity of sorts. It would have hurt him more perhaps to tell him he was fat, taking a shot that this might not have been known to him, being, as he certainly was, unfamiliar with mirrors. I still regret not being cruel enough.