Christmas is over, the tree is down, the boxes jammed in spaces that 6 will never be able to find next year, leaving nothing but an empty feeling that one more year has slipped away. You have to admit, that is a very depressing way to look at Christmas, for if that were truly the way one feels then Christmas should be treated on the same level as the other “stupid” holidays we celebrate every year. For example Labor Day, how many Americans under the age of 60, even know why we celebrate Labor Day. Oh Oh 6 knows, it is day off that 6 is entitled to since he works! In other words another bottle of Rex! Well back in the 1800’s when America was in the throes of the industrial revolution, it was nothing for the average worker to work 12 hours a day to eke out a meager living. Imagine the working conditions today, going to a factory or farm and working 7 days a week for 12 hours a day! Age did not matter one could be working alongside an old (seasoned) mill hunk, when they were 5 years old! Then later in the 1800’s things started to change and to reward the worker the national government gave them a day off, it was called Labor Day and it was to recognize the great achievements of the American worker. Fast forward 100 years and today we all complain about having to work 8 hours a day 5 days a week, and because that is too much 6 will estimate that with-in a few years we will be working 4 days a week as the norm. Back in the 1800 family was the central unit of life, today the family has gone the way of postmodern liberal activist, and the way of live is now all about one’s individual needs and not those of the whole. I was going to use 4thof July as my example but 6 knows no one wants to hear my opinion on that holiday! (How much beer and hotdogs can one consume before driving to see the fireworks). So back to the emptiness of Christmas… If one marks Christmas by the norms of society, and not the 2000 year tradition then one’s life will be as truly empty as the plate of Christmas cookies that lies empty after the annual Christmas cookie battle. (BTW did 8 ever pay 7 for the Christmas cookie bet? It is my understanding that the cookie broke).
May the joy of Christmas fill your hearts, as we reflect on the love that entered our world oh so many years ago.6 has the best wishes and hopes for each and every one of you for the next year!
At dinner a few Sunday nights ago at 4’s house, one of my readers asked why the blog was no longer being published, well it has been but not as frequently as it was in the past, 6 will do his best to post more blogs.
The interesting thing about the dinner was we got on the topic of drones, you ask why that is important, Well, let me tell you a little story, that no one seems to remember. WE had a drone flying over our heads taking pictures on the beach at Kiawah!6 knows that some of my companero’s, refer to 6 as that empty Christmas cookie plate but at least there are still some crumbs of sanity left, where the ones who do not remember that drone, well their plates have been wiped clean! 6 will dig deep in the remaining crumbs of his minds and recall the events of that day!
Some people change with the times, while others continue to do things the old tried and true way. For example back in the “day” Andy had to climb to the top of a tree to check out what his friend and Andy’s “want to be” girlfriend was doing at the high school dance. After some time Andy fell out of that there tree and tore his britches! Or when the double knot spy, stole Granny spectacles, to conduct surveillance of the help at the Commerce bank of Beverly Hills. It sure was a good thing that that famous double knot spy had is iron WW I surplus helmet on, because 6 would assume getting hit over the head with an iron skillet might just empty that Christmas cookie plate of the crumbs! Back in Andy’s and the double knot spy days that was called being a peeping Tom. Fast forward 50 years…. One day at the beach this 30 something young man can down to the beach with a drone, it was a Phantom 4 equipped with a camera that had the capability to shoot stills as well as video, buy the way to add a little more detail it was white. He began flying the drone up and down the beach while he was standing up on the board walk. At first it was kind of unique to see, while all the conversations of the squatters sitting around us changed from “I wonder why they are flying a drone on the beach, to, “What is that idiot doing!” It was at this point where people began to get violent, by starting to throw anything at that flying beast, in hopes of bringing it out of the sky and causing it to crash endlessly into the warm waters of the Atlantic Ocean, never to be found again. It kind of worked, for he did get the message, and he landed it safely and was never seen again. Progress can be a good thing, take things at the beach. Some people come to the beach with nothing more than a towel to lay on, while others bring every comfort of home including the kitchen sink: chairs, coolers, umbrella’s, tents, cell phones, speakers to play music, bikes, dogs, games, food, drinks, need 6 continue . 6 can remember the good old days when they completed interstate 79 from Pittsburgh to Erie. This great technological achievement allowed for one to take a day trip to enjoy the while sandy beaches of Presque Isle, on good old Lake Erie. What wonderful memories, where a beach towel and a thermos of water, was all that was required to have an enjoyable day at the beach! Or could it be that the experiences, rooted deep down in our sub-conscious mold us into the avid beach goes we are today! Like…People actually used sun screen to get a tan, not to block those dastardly UV rays from turning us into French fries. Or umbrellas were used to keep one dry in a rain storm, not to keep those UV rays from frying you, or shovels were used to clean-up all the dead fish from your beach area, and not to dig turtle graves. or going into the water at your own risk, did not mean that there was no life guard, but having the possibility of getting some kind of crud for the bacteria in the water. Or you did not have to worry about getting stung by jelly fish only getting hit by those pesky dead fish. The real question is with all of those hazards to one’s health and wellbeing, why are the memories all pleasant? The answer is simple… it is not about where you are it is all about who you are with. No it is not because 6 was young and unaware of the dangers after all 6 did not get this superior intelligence over the past few years, 6 was born with it!
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