The Reign of King Jeff - Day 1

The Reign of King Jeff – Day 1

Part 1

For the last few months, I’ve had an interesting living arrangement: I’m residing with some close personal friends who thought it would be great idea for me to stay with them for an indefinite period. Leaving aside the questionable wisdom of such thinking, I made the move last September, with the intent of fulfilling their desire, which was to help influence their 13-year-old son whose brain-type is the same as mine. Several years ago, while speaking to his Dad on the phone, he told me of some characteristics the boy was displaying, such as taking things apart and putting them back together again, or fixing things that he had never seen before. Sure, we were both laughing after I said it, but I told him these were not good signs, because that’s the way I was when I was a kid.

Plainly digressing, I’ll mention that they also have a 7-year-old son, and an 11-year-old daughter, my view of the world usually coming from the vantage point of her little finger. In addition, there is an older daughter who has not yet left the nest.

We were sitting around the living room before heading off to church one morning, and the subject of gun-toting came up, followed by an animated discussion between Dad and my protégé, whose name is not John, but which I will use for him here. By the time we headed out the door, I was relieved to have gotten away with sitting there and saying nothing. This was unusual, because my opinion is usually actively sought, especially if John is involved with the matter. It was one of those “Phewww”, with-a-wipe-of-the-forehead situations, because I didn’t agree with Dad, and to make matters worse, I was quite capable of making my case based on the words of Jesus found in the gospel of Luke. (We’re all a bunch of nut-case Christians, you see) My relief at not being asked was due to the discomfort I would have felt Sidewinder-ing Dad’s reasoning out of the sky while living rent-free in his house. Can you imagine?

Well, having seen how awkward it can be for someone to ask you to go on record with your opinion, I am glad I don’t have to face that situation here. Having been invited to contribute to this fine effort, I have the good pleasure of being, largely, on the same page as the host.

So then, having wasted enough bandwidth, I will offer my intentions for the hypothetical time…

…When I am King –

I will, in all likelihood, not be able to resist the temptation to spend most of the first day expressing my opinions on various subjects. For example: hip-hop, Paris Hilton, American Idol, and Hillary Clinton for President are all positive indicators that the intelligence level in American society has achieved a point best described by the word “abysmal”. Another: It being one of the few things the United States (what most call “federal”) government is actually supposed to be involved with, $0.39 for some guy to pick up a letter at my house and drive it half way across the country isn’t really all that bad a deal. And so forth…

In Part 2, I really start to rock the boat...