Current mood: CRAZY RGHT NOW
Category: CRAZY RGHT NOW Writing and Poetry
It's the weakness before christmas, so I went to buy forced gifts.
It was a cynically targeted: 2 shops. 3 forced g's.
I was executed in less than an hour...
As George Bush might say: Mission Accomplished!
But this wasn't much good, because I still had hours before my evening business meeting to discuss THE CHAIRS OF POP POWER....
Now, another day, I might have sauntered and looked for ideas, but with that kind of fenzy going on, there was no choice but to sit.
The White Horse is on Rupert Street in Soho. If you go there in the morning or afternoon you're very likely to have the whole of the upstairs to yourself. It's like having a nicely appointed private drawing room with big windows that look towards The French House and the rabble of life.
Two things struck me as I sat sleepy dreaming into my stout...
1)
You get a lot of actors and theater people in The White Horse on account of it being behind two theaters and because the pints only cost just over 2 quid a hit..
Excuse me being judgemental, but actors are proper fucking freaks aren't they....?
Of course, I'm talking very generally - some are proper. But, the thing I nearly always notice with the trained, is that they have this REALLY REALLY O V E R rational and NOR-MAL manner of TALL-KING.
Yes boss, their words are always
C L E A R
and
OVER
STATED.
Diction is as clean as the pure driven snow and to the untrained or uncynical eye, they come over as being
THEEE
PERFECT folk
to take to ones parents for christmas..
But of course they're fucking acting...
Yes boss, nearly all the actors I've had anything to do with have been absolute and insecure mentalist wrecks. They've all had that over stated wholesomeness - but extract the big eye contact confidence from the front, and you nearly always find shimmering unsure eggshells - and those that aren't are completely unbearable...
2)
Being 'mad' is more or less in vogue these days.
Yes boss, if you describe yourself or someone else as being 'crazy' or 'mad' you're most normally boasting or complimenting - which is really quite odd when you think about it...
As Lee 'Scratch' Perry said 'Madness is the ultimate power' and he should know...
Anyway, this guy was outside the pub and he was completely off his fucking nut! I mean proper old fashioned mad - like an actor might play one of the more loopy characters from One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest.
Mr M was in and out of the phoneboxes like it was race. He was trying to lift bollards out of the concrete. He was runing up to people with this crazy gait and getting in their unhappy faces. He became obsessed with a coke can. He started playing with it like it was a mouse and he was a cat. He was bouncing...
The strange thing was, I liked this guy the most out of all of the folk I'd seen up till that point..
Yes boss, put him next to the politely concentrated yet rabbidly mean OK magazine throng of Oxford Street (all doing nothing more than buying what they've been told) and Mr Mad seemed like the kind of normal person I like.
He had character - too much character, but proper genuine character. He was off all known planets, but my heart warmed watching him rummage around his virtual world, following only HIS OWN thoughts and feelings without any kind of care about the real and certain world of christmas, jingle bells and Aunt Maudes neatly wrapped gifts..
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