![]() ![]() That's why I didn't name Nero something like Bonehead # 43 and give proper credit to the modern marvel who inspired the lyrics. Just because I attempt some sort of mental judo with the suffering thing doesn't mean I go 'round looking for the shit. They moved into their victim's homes and let the bodies rot in the streets, according to eye-witness accounts (I highly recommend Will and Ariel Durant's work to fact check).Īs a student of history, mine included, I'm cautious as hell around professed religious folk, train tracks, pit vipers, peanuts and politics. 1500 years later the faithful French stopped burning witches and blaming Jews long enough to rip their neighbors limb from limb because of theological differences: Bonjour! Be my brother or I will kill you, tout suite! Was plucking a lute or fiddling on anything while the place was in flames, but as my friend Michel de Montaigne points out, Christianity survived. Tacitus has some shockingly harsh words for the early Christians in Rome but softens slightly when he describes them being torn to pieces by wild animals when they were falsely accused of trying to burn the city down. A beautiful, wise friend once instructed me: “The Buddha said your most difficult relationship is your greatest teacher.” It turns out she was wrong, the Buddha is not credited with the quote-but-when I quizzed Zen Master Dae Gak about it a couple years ago he laughed and told me, “The Buddha should have said it.” Of course, as anyone with a pulse knows, there's no shortage of other reasons to Gradually, I grew out of the allergies-except for a deathly reaction to certain nuts. It may sound like happy horseshit to say this, and while I’m sorry my family had to go through the nightmare, I appreciate the adventure. ![]() He suggested to my terrified parents that I'd be a stronger person in the long run because of what I endured. He'd meet me and my parents in his office or the emergency room when I was hustled there during an attack, roughly pick me up and with his face inches from mine and order me to calm down, breathe slowly and hold the hell still. ![]() Morton-who scarily reminded me of Raymond Burr in a courtroom. But I learned to not freak out when I couldn’t breathe from Dr. I survived chronic, harrowing allergic reactions accompanied by severe asthma attacks still remember giving up a few times and deciding I was going to die. I had severe and chronic asthma attacks when I was a kid, allergic to everything except a few select edibles. Childhood illness is the culprit to blame for my propensity to write optimistic songs about misery, starting way back with Fear Is Never Boring. ![]()
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