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October 2009 
peacocking in perspective
Posted on May 11th, 2009
by 
maze
maze
My girls tell me I peacock a lot. I'm not about to define the word or go on to tell you how I don't think I peacock a lot, but coming home last night from our trip to Ann Arbor and our son/brother's graduation from law school I was shocked immediately by our neighbor as we were unpacking our car when she asked me if I had I heard about the shooting of a U.B. grad. And I said no, because I hadn't been listening to any local news on the way home. Let's just keep it simple....Javon R. Jackson, 23, of the Bronx is dead. He received his B.A. in electrical engineering hours earlier. The details and puzzle parts are being put together. At approximately 3:15 a.m. he was shot and was taken to Erie County Medical Center and pronounced dead.Senseless life sucks that way. There is no rhyme or reason to this existence. Stupid fucking shit happens every second of our lives. Even if outcomes are precipitated by bad choices, the Monday morning quarterback is more useless than the quarterback passing the ball into the opponents hands .And then, that's when the pundits and psychologists enter the game. Time out! There is no such thing as time. I'm glad for this one and that one and I'm sad for this one here and that one there. And in this mix all I can do is pray for all of us.Which I know means nothing. But goddamnit, at times I get so pissed off at the senselessness of it all, that I ramble on until I reach the point of Amen. ...
Lynyrd Skynyrd - That Smell (live '77)
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What's that saying,? “Proud as a peacock”. That's you. You 2 look right handsome. Congrats to your son!
You're right, there is no rhyme of reason. Shit happens—anything can happen to anyone anywhere anytime . Wrong place, wrong time. Maybe If he got an acceptance letter from a different university…..If this, Ef that.
congratulations to your son. That's quite an accomplishment.
at the same time - that horrible death - life is never unmixed. So hard.
Congrats!
Sorry to that your time of proud peacockness was shattered by a senseless act of violence.
However, you are wrong when you say that praying for all of us means nothing. It means everything.
Congratulations to your son & to you Tom. Proud as a peacock sounds just about right, although I think you mostly soar like an eagle.
First the wonderful news in this blog; such an accomplishment for your son. Congratulations to you and your whole family. And then, following on the heels of that, the violence and sadness. It does make no sense. I think we hear stuff like this and sometimes feel just so helpless. Why, why, why? And we never can figure it out. But then we turn back to the above photo of the two of you standing there and realize even deeper the preciousness of life and the smiles on both your faces…