So I went to see Clinton just down the street. He was in a bad mood; he drank way too much Wray and Nephew’s “full strength RUM” …I love that stuff so I’m not …
The problem is…. when and if I drink
overproof Wray and Nephew @full strength RUM, I get odd ideas in my head… I think I can climb tall buildings… and I’m right. The question RE: whether I ought to climb tall buildings— in the middle of the night… in the full of the MOON… this never arises in my head.
I just do what I know I can…. and I express my feelings as well as I can… and at HIGH VOLUMES…… I GOT A GREAT SET OF LUNGS ON ME: and when I sing out: ” WAKE UP, FOOLS!! LOOK AT THE MOON!!!! Well, not everybody wants to look at the moon at 4:oo A.M. …. In the middle of a work-week.
I blame nobody for this… least of all – myself… But in the north, some of the cops are good guys —- even if they are not exactly on my wavelength…
I don’t tell people what to think… that would be… FASCISM.
I can’t even tell myself what to think…
even if the answer is clear — I don’t force anything down peoples’ throats—….
Though often — I do make strong suggestions.