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Yesterday we went to visit Grandpa. He’ll be a few more days in the hospital after his lung collapsed earlier last week. I brought him his mail on Friday When I got in to Evanston, on Ridge, I noticed these goddamned “no bike” signs. No biking?!? What a rip-off. I went along anyway. If anyone confronted me they might think twice when I said I was visiting my grandfather in the hospital.
Well, Grandpa seems to be doing okay. All things considered. After visiting Grandpa we dropped off Jessy at Howard El so she could go visit Christian. Saw a man flip out of his wheelchair. To make matters worse, he wasn’t wearing pants. I went over to offer him help. He was laying pitifully on his side and told me to call an ambulance. Mom covered him with a blanket from his chair while I dialed 911 on a payphone. I was transferred to Fire Department who said that unless it was a life and death matter, they’d be sending a squad car.
He appeared homeless, stank to high heaven, and as far as I can tell, “Call me an ambulance,” may have been his only real intelligible words. After leaving him with another guy who would watch him while the squad car came, mom and I talked about it. He could at least use a shower, we figured. Maybe the cops can drop him off at a homeless shelter or some other service if he’s otherwise okay.
The lady at 911 seemed a little irritated that I was calling her for some drunkard falling out of his wheelchair. “If it’s not a life and death Emergency, we’ll send a squad car.” I understand that it’s necessary to conserve resources, but it just came off sounding callous.
Well, anyway, shit happens. The guy is hopefully taken care of some. That’s about all I’ve got to say for now. More later, I hope.
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Yesterday was June 4. Anniversary of Tienanmen Square. Also Lionel’s birthday. I saw a very good documentary/movie on Channel 11…very long, but it was all about the student protests and all. I appreciated that they explored all sides of the story … and some of the messages that people had to say. There was this one kinda crazy girl who was a big wig in the protest, it was impressive to see her talking about how she knew there would have to be bloodshed for anything to happen, and how she found it hard to tell students to come and gather when she knew that it was neccessary for them to be attacked. The messages that progress cannot come very well in too large steps … the analogy of the ripe melon, that if eaten in one gulp by the hungry person will cause an upset stomach, but can a hungry person wait to bite at the melon? Which is the right way?
While it put things in perspective, there was still the strong emotional appeal of the whole theme present. China, last great bastion of totalitarian Communist government, a “People’s State” not run by the people, but whose people are eager to stand up for themselves, although they are not suitably educated as to how. I guess the thing that impresses me the most about China is that it has great potential, and has over one fifth of the world’s population. Nearly a billion and a half people who are kind of in darkness.
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[An assignment from high school, recently re-discovered. It received an A grade with the notes “Bravo!” and “nice conclusion” -danny, 2009-03-28]
DAN HOWARD ENGLISH
MOODY PARAGRAPH:
Morbid, gloomy, etc. I write it, you call it.
I was stumbling down the street on a gloomy afternoon, in the very rainy month of June. I was taken by surprise – by a monster twice my size, as he started ripping organs from my body. I fell over into the wet and grimy, filthy street, my arteries spewing out blood in sudden bursts, mixing with the puddles of water that had collected over the sewer, which had been clogged by an unknown radioactive substance that had fallen from the sky the day before.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, which had turned a dark black during the day, and killed the monster which was busily picking his teeth with a knife I had accidentally ingested the day before. The giant monster fell to the ground as nothing more than a piece of charcoal that smelt of burnt hair.
Just then, the dark storm clouds parted and a bolt of bright light fell from the sky upon my organs. I realized, to my horror, that I was still alive, even though half my brain had been eaten, one of my eyeballs gouged out and stepped on, and the only body part I could feel was my right-hand pinky finger.
Just then, a herd of elephants with giant tusks came running down the street, and a herd of donkeys with razor-sharp teeth came running from the other direction. The beasts began to fight each other over the spot where my highly disorganized body lay . . . and it really hurt when one of the elephants stepped on my finger!
– so it was written
– DAN 11:91:36.1833
I may not have fully understood the assignment concept, that is why I was late in handing it in.
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