Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt*

I was doing the “three things I should do every day” that is cleanse, tone, moisturize… I used to rush through all this .. Then over time I sorta slowed it down… make a chore a ritual and it becomes easier and better… I was thinking about the changes recently in my life as I was doing this.. The most dramatic change being a raise in job 2 … the increase in wages is appreciated but not really needed…I get by on what I earned before.. Now there is surplus. So the saving account will grow a little and i can afford a new computer…


The old gray laptop she ain’t what she used to be… that’s how the song goes isn’t it?


I got it after the first real year of touring with Loki ( to be fair it was the middle of the tour ) so it’s coming up on five years old… the battery is long since passed to the world of shadows, and the power chord is as reliable as a busty blonde on a reality show… there has been growing frustration. In an effort to ease up on her burden I went through the hard drive sifting through to toss the chaff and keep the wheat…

I came upon an old SNES emulator and a wack of games, I hadn’t used it much in a few years, mainly because of my Wii ( a parting perk from the ‘post)… and that got me thinking about emulation. And rails of heavenly light cast down on me from above.

You all know, gentle reader, that I have an obsession with the human condition… my secret hope being the better I understand us , the closer I come to understanding me… some words I have written down in my “book of humanity” are creators, and mimics and innovators, inventors, theives… but if we go by most common… the fore runner is emulator.

It’s easy, requiring little thought. To slip into a ready made uniform and know how you are supposed to act and react .

Emulation is not like mimicry, mimicry is pretending to be something but not really being it , a wolf in sheep’s clothing if you will…we all know it’s not real… but we let it happen and play along “ hey look it‘s a wolf pretending to be a sheep! nifty , but it still acts more or less like a wolf“. Emulation is different, the goal of emulation is to become the thing. “Umm is that wolf eating grass? And giving birth to a lamb?”

People growing up on the Canadian Grasslands, surrounded by tractors and livestock who have morphed into thug gangster’s including the movie like stupidity of violence. Their girlfriends squeezing into last years styles and expecting to be treated like divas. Cowboys who learn manners from their cohort, a downward spiral of shit covered boots and raw fisted machismo ( best fueled by rye ). Princesses who have never learned grace but demand treatment portrayed on desperate housewives and sex in the city. But it’s not just in the winter crazed praries. The offspring of the well to do who toss away the fashion for hippie clothes and VW busses ( all bought from good shops with daddy’s money ) . And the retro Hillbilly punks who play the game of out of the box..

We all do it , emulate instead of create…. Bit of a shame really… but it’s easier to judge everyone.. Isn’t it

Fast food, desposable society, cookie cutter people in a shake and bake world… pass the salt!




*Men readily believe what they want to believe.