I would like to recommend another near forgotten movie. As I have said, I have a thing about fine artistry that is in danger of being forgotten. Scarecrow, a 70s movie is just such a film. I have also said that I like movies about real life situations. This movie also fits that description.
It stars Gene Hackman and Al Pacino, both of whom were at the top of their game when this was made. They are 2 guys who meet hitchhiking (yes, there was a time when you could safely do that and get rides). Hackman's character is an ex-con with a bit of money in the bank, on his way to Pittsburg to buy a laundry mat, which he feels is his path to security. He is an ill tempered man who, reluctantly, grows to like Pacino's character, an ex-sailor on his way home to see his wife and his young son, a child he has never seen.
The 2 decide to go into business together after detouring to see Pacino's boy and, as to be expected, experience a few adventures along the way. So far, I know that sounds sort of mundane, but that is the point. They are ordinary guys. However, they are ordinary guys played by extraordinary actors. Both are hilariously funny and the incidents ring very true to life. It serves as a reminder of just how incredible ordinary life is.
For the most part, the movie is extremely funny, and, then, as is so often true in life, it isn't. The end is heartbreaking but, it also shows a noble and compassionate side of humanity, the tenderness toward friends that men are all too often afraid to show.
If you get a chance, get hold of this movie. You will find it well worth your time.
Friday, July 29, 2016
Tuesday, July 26, 2016
What Happened to Radio?
I am often puzzled by human behavior. I admit to being woefully behind the times, in some ways, but I cannot understand why radio has died out. I have tried to listen a bit and I am stunned at how lousy it is. Why?
Radio, once upon a time, was a vibrant, even unpredictable media. The hosts were eccentric, funny, and reasonably bright. They still had some control over how they ran their shows and even programmed their own music. I, and I am showing my age here, even remember 'free form' radio. Yes, on a goodly number of FM stations around the country, hosts did exactly what they wanted. They said what they wanted (the one exception - no profanity) and they played what they wanted. Even on more restricted station, there was a lot of leeway in what they played, which means that when they played an artist, they might play anything from an album, not just the one or two 'hits.'
Slowly, that has left u,s until now, radio is a morass of crap. Stations that play the same songs, again and again, talk shows by hosts who are just shy of being raving lunatics, with an occasional near-fascist thrown in. News programs that recycle news, over and over. A smattering of "Christian' stations that either preach a frothy 'New Age' kind of religion or the old style, damnation and brimstone faith.
Yeah, I know, there is satellite radio, but why do we have to pay for that when we used to get great programming for free. The stations made their real money off advertising, and they made plenty.
Part of the problem came about with the rise of consultants. These idiots, who have also ruined TV, movies, book stores and many other businesses, encourage sameness. If there polls show that folks like Nigerian folks songs or Indian ragas, we'll soon have station after station playing nothing but that. And, seemingly, no one, with enough money to own a radio station is willing to take any sort of risk. Of course that is because, more and more stations are owned by fewer and fewer companies.
People wonder what is wrong with the World today. I am of the opinion that the biggest problem is that we are all willing to settle for mediocrity.
Radio, once upon a time, was a vibrant, even unpredictable media. The hosts were eccentric, funny, and reasonably bright. They still had some control over how they ran their shows and even programmed their own music. I, and I am showing my age here, even remember 'free form' radio. Yes, on a goodly number of FM stations around the country, hosts did exactly what they wanted. They said what they wanted (the one exception - no profanity) and they played what they wanted. Even on more restricted station, there was a lot of leeway in what they played, which means that when they played an artist, they might play anything from an album, not just the one or two 'hits.'
Slowly, that has left u,s until now, radio is a morass of crap. Stations that play the same songs, again and again, talk shows by hosts who are just shy of being raving lunatics, with an occasional near-fascist thrown in. News programs that recycle news, over and over. A smattering of "Christian' stations that either preach a frothy 'New Age' kind of religion or the old style, damnation and brimstone faith.
Yeah, I know, there is satellite radio, but why do we have to pay for that when we used to get great programming for free. The stations made their real money off advertising, and they made plenty.
Part of the problem came about with the rise of consultants. These idiots, who have also ruined TV, movies, book stores and many other businesses, encourage sameness. If there polls show that folks like Nigerian folks songs or Indian ragas, we'll soon have station after station playing nothing but that. And, seemingly, no one, with enough money to own a radio station is willing to take any sort of risk. Of course that is because, more and more stations are owned by fewer and fewer companies.
People wonder what is wrong with the World today. I am of the opinion that the biggest problem is that we are all willing to settle for mediocrity.
Saturday, July 23, 2016
The Night of the Hunter
We live in a violent world in violent times. The media rubs our noses in that everyday. Look at movies released and so many are excessively violent but, when you look closely, the violence is almost cartoonish. Most of the time, the villains are one dimensional, evil to the bone, barely more than cackling maniacs. An example: Heath Ledger's Joker.
Years ago, a great actor, Charles Laughton, directed a film, his only film as director, The Night of the Hunter. It was what was then called a 'B movie,' meaning it was low budget. Usually B movies had casts of stars who had never quite made it to the big time or who were on their way down the rankings.
This was an exception. It starred Robert Mitchum, Shelly Winters and Lillian Gish ( a hold over from silent movies, a fine actress). All are fantastic.
Without giving the plot away, I can say that it is about a con man and serial killer, but there is nothing simple or one dimensional about this man, a 'Preacher,' played to chilling perfection by Mitchum. Pay special attention to the Preacher's sermon. The story is complex and beautifully filmed and set at the perfect pace, slow enough to allow character development and fast enough to keep viewers on the edge of their seats.
Most of all, it is human. Remember, no matter how frightening monsters and over-the-top lunatics are, nothing is as scary as a human being can be. The most ordinary, upstanding citizen may be a far worse menace than Hannibal Lector.
Years ago, a great actor, Charles Laughton, directed a film, his only film as director, The Night of the Hunter. It was what was then called a 'B movie,' meaning it was low budget. Usually B movies had casts of stars who had never quite made it to the big time or who were on their way down the rankings.
This was an exception. It starred Robert Mitchum, Shelly Winters and Lillian Gish ( a hold over from silent movies, a fine actress). All are fantastic.
Without giving the plot away, I can say that it is about a con man and serial killer, but there is nothing simple or one dimensional about this man, a 'Preacher,' played to chilling perfection by Mitchum. Pay special attention to the Preacher's sermon. The story is complex and beautifully filmed and set at the perfect pace, slow enough to allow character development and fast enough to keep viewers on the edge of their seats.
Most of all, it is human. Remember, no matter how frightening monsters and over-the-top lunatics are, nothing is as scary as a human being can be. The most ordinary, upstanding citizen may be a far worse menace than Hannibal Lector.
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Laura Nyro
I like to remind folks of writers, films. and musicians who I am afraid, will be forgotten as time passes. I know, things change, and I have no urge to cling to the past but, neither do I want to forget brilliance. Laura Nyro was brilliant.
She started in the late 60s and was noted primarily as a song writer, writing major hits for Blood, Sweat and Tears, Barbara Streisand, Three Dog Night, and the 5th Dimension. People forget what a wonderful singer she was. Her music was a blend of pop, r&b, jazz, and rock and she had a voice you will not forget.
She was not comfortable performing live, although she did a bit more of that in her later years. She did record and I want to bring your attention to her first album, Eli and the Thirteenth Confession. The music is well orchestrated (she played piano) and the songs are incredible. The best? Eli's Coming, a fine bit of hard r&b with an incredible vocal. But, then again, maybe it's the great Stone Soul Picnic, or a fine hymn to the joy of drunkenness Sweet Blindness. The whole album bristles with intelligence and an energy you will seldom hear. This album is one of my favorites, ever, but all of her recordings are worth hearing.
She died at only 50 years of age, a victim of ovarian cancer. Her music should be remembered and it sounds as fresh and new today as it did all those years ago.
She started in the late 60s and was noted primarily as a song writer, writing major hits for Blood, Sweat and Tears, Barbara Streisand, Three Dog Night, and the 5th Dimension. People forget what a wonderful singer she was. Her music was a blend of pop, r&b, jazz, and rock and she had a voice you will not forget.
She was not comfortable performing live, although she did a bit more of that in her later years. She did record and I want to bring your attention to her first album, Eli and the Thirteenth Confession. The music is well orchestrated (she played piano) and the songs are incredible. The best? Eli's Coming, a fine bit of hard r&b with an incredible vocal. But, then again, maybe it's the great Stone Soul Picnic, or a fine hymn to the joy of drunkenness Sweet Blindness. The whole album bristles with intelligence and an energy you will seldom hear. This album is one of my favorites, ever, but all of her recordings are worth hearing.
She died at only 50 years of age, a victim of ovarian cancer. Her music should be remembered and it sounds as fresh and new today as it did all those years ago.
Monday, July 18, 2016
Edgar Allen Poe
I grew up reading authors like Poe and his great tales of mystery and imagination. There was and is, none better. I am not going to attempt a deep literary analysis of his works because that is not what this blog is about. I write about entertaining pastimes,, not academic analysis, since I tend to believe that detracts from the sheer pleasure of reading.
Poe's stories are just plain odd, not at all like horror today. They are not especially bloody, nor are they filled with monsters. Poe, like the master of cinematic suspense, Alfred Hitchcock, new that true terror dwelled in the human mind. Yes, he did have terrible things happen to his characters as in The Pit and The Pendulum or the Cask of Amontillado, but it is the working of the characters minds that is paramount. There are supernatural occurrences as in The fall of the House of Usher and The Mask of the Red Death, but again, it is the masterful way his characters perceive the horror that captures the reader.
And, at his best, it is solely the mind of the character that creates the horror as in The Telltale Heart.
Poe was also the creator of 'detective' stories. The Gold Bug was a proto-detective thriller and The Murders in the Rue Morgue fully brought to life the detective as protagonist.
Then there is his sublime, mournful poetry such as The Raven and Annabelle Lee. We, as far as I know, don't read much poetry these days, but reading Poe's poetry can take you back, to a more elegant time when such things mattered.
Settle down on a chilly, rainy evening and read Poe. His works are generally available in collections and often can be found in the bargain bins of bookstores. They are a wonderful way to pass a few hours.
Without Poe, there may have been no Lovecraft or King, no Chandler or Hammett. He was a true original who live far too short a life.
Poe's stories are just plain odd, not at all like horror today. They are not especially bloody, nor are they filled with monsters. Poe, like the master of cinematic suspense, Alfred Hitchcock, new that true terror dwelled in the human mind. Yes, he did have terrible things happen to his characters as in The Pit and The Pendulum or the Cask of Amontillado, but it is the working of the characters minds that is paramount. There are supernatural occurrences as in The fall of the House of Usher and The Mask of the Red Death, but again, it is the masterful way his characters perceive the horror that captures the reader.
And, at his best, it is solely the mind of the character that creates the horror as in The Telltale Heart.
Poe was also the creator of 'detective' stories. The Gold Bug was a proto-detective thriller and The Murders in the Rue Morgue fully brought to life the detective as protagonist.
Then there is his sublime, mournful poetry such as The Raven and Annabelle Lee. We, as far as I know, don't read much poetry these days, but reading Poe's poetry can take you back, to a more elegant time when such things mattered.
Settle down on a chilly, rainy evening and read Poe. His works are generally available in collections and often can be found in the bargain bins of bookstores. They are a wonderful way to pass a few hours.
Without Poe, there may have been no Lovecraft or King, no Chandler or Hammett. He was a true original who live far too short a life.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
Writers _ James Clavell
I, from time to time, like to mention authors that have been a bit
forgotten. Today, I would like to write about James Clavell. At one time,
Clavell sold a lot of books, and deservedly so. He was a fine writer of
adventure stories.
The first book I read by him was King Rat,
a story of US soldiers in a Japanese POW camp in World War 2. It is a
tale of survival under brutal conditions and delves into the psyche of a man
detrmined to, not just survive, but thrive in the camp. It pits the interest of
the individual against the group interest and is a great story of moral
ambiguity.
Then came his masterpiece, Shogun. The story is of an English sailor
shipwrecked and taken captive in medieval Japan, the land of samurai and great
warlords. The idea of placing someone from one culture into a totally alien
world is compelling, especially when that world is going through a period of
upheaval. Neither he, nor his captors are sure how they can interact and the
Japanese are involved in a world of intrigues, of many inticate plans and
machinations. Clavell creates this completely alien world and fills it with
wonderful characters. Is it historically accurate? Maybe, He researched it
extensively, but, really that doesn't matter. The tale's the thing and this is
a fine one. They did make a wonderful many-part mini series out of it. If you
can find that, it is well worth watching.
He wrote another good novel, Tai Pan. This was set in Hong Kong as it was
beginning to become a player in the Global economic world. The story is less
epoch that Shogun but it is still a good story, well written.
I always hate to see good writers forgotten. I imagine you can find
Clavell's novels on line for a decent price. Try them and I am sure you will
enjoy them.
Monday, July 11, 2016
Hiking
People, well some, are interested in healthy pursuits. Those who aren't, would probably be better off if they at least moved around a bit more. But, exercise equipment and gym memberships are costly and, let's be honest, it gets boring doing rep after rep of any exercise
I know a lot of folks like to go bike riding and that is a great idea, but a good bike is expensive and, at times, you take your life in your hands, especially in urban environments. But, there is an alternative. Hiking.
Actually, I am just talking about walking, but I know that giving it an alternative name helps sell the idea, so I'll call it hiking.
What equipment do you need? Some comfortable clothes, suitable to the weather, and some sturdy, comfortable shoes. That's it. Maybe, if you are hiking in the wilderness, you would change those shoes for some sturdy boots, but that's about the only change you might need. Also, if you are going a long way, maybe something to carry some water and a snack in, nothing fancy, just something you can carry easily.
Where to walk? Most anywhere, but use common sense. It probably isn't a great idea to stroll through a high crime area or in a park at 2 AM. In a city, there are often parks that have nice walking trails (just don't go there when they're closed), but even walking around your neighborhood or through a shopping district can be fun.
Walking in wilder areas is beautiful, be they hills, meadows, forests, or, for you hardier folks, mountains. If you are in a State or National Park, they usually will have signs, guiding you along safer paths, pointing out landmarks and warning you of the presence of wild animals. Pay attention to these signs. Always, when hiking in wild places, watch for animals. Wild animals are just that, wild. Keep an eye out for snakes; they won't bother you if you don't startle them, so look at them, from a distance and move on. Small predators, like foxes, and even coyotes, are not going to try to eat you. They may even watch you. This is because they are mammals and mammals are, by nature, curious but, this dies not mean they want to play or be petted. They are not like dogs, so leave them alone. Same applies to wildcats. Bears are a different matter. Seeing a bear, at a distance, is a wonderful thing; seeing them up close, is not. Bears are unpredictable and they may decide to attack and they may not. If you see them at a distance, they can smell you, so leave, as quickly and quietly as you can.
In light of recent events, let me say a word about alligators. I grew up in Florida and we always had them around. Then, they were shy around humans and, unless startled or in the middle of mating season, they would hurriedly get away from you when you got close. Then the folks who moved into condos near canals started feeding them. Guess what, now they are not shy and they kind of expect lunch from you, Stay away from them.
If you use a bit of sense, hiking is a wonderful pastime. Walk as far as you want, as fast as you are comfortable with, and as often as you wish. It's great exercise and a very relaxing to the soul.
I know a lot of folks like to go bike riding and that is a great idea, but a good bike is expensive and, at times, you take your life in your hands, especially in urban environments. But, there is an alternative. Hiking.
Actually, I am just talking about walking, but I know that giving it an alternative name helps sell the idea, so I'll call it hiking.
What equipment do you need? Some comfortable clothes, suitable to the weather, and some sturdy, comfortable shoes. That's it. Maybe, if you are hiking in the wilderness, you would change those shoes for some sturdy boots, but that's about the only change you might need. Also, if you are going a long way, maybe something to carry some water and a snack in, nothing fancy, just something you can carry easily.
Where to walk? Most anywhere, but use common sense. It probably isn't a great idea to stroll through a high crime area or in a park at 2 AM. In a city, there are often parks that have nice walking trails (just don't go there when they're closed), but even walking around your neighborhood or through a shopping district can be fun.
Walking in wilder areas is beautiful, be they hills, meadows, forests, or, for you hardier folks, mountains. If you are in a State or National Park, they usually will have signs, guiding you along safer paths, pointing out landmarks and warning you of the presence of wild animals. Pay attention to these signs. Always, when hiking in wild places, watch for animals. Wild animals are just that, wild. Keep an eye out for snakes; they won't bother you if you don't startle them, so look at them, from a distance and move on. Small predators, like foxes, and even coyotes, are not going to try to eat you. They may even watch you. This is because they are mammals and mammals are, by nature, curious but, this dies not mean they want to play or be petted. They are not like dogs, so leave them alone. Same applies to wildcats. Bears are a different matter. Seeing a bear, at a distance, is a wonderful thing; seeing them up close, is not. Bears are unpredictable and they may decide to attack and they may not. If you see them at a distance, they can smell you, so leave, as quickly and quietly as you can.
In light of recent events, let me say a word about alligators. I grew up in Florida and we always had them around. Then, they were shy around humans and, unless startled or in the middle of mating season, they would hurriedly get away from you when you got close. Then the folks who moved into condos near canals started feeding them. Guess what, now they are not shy and they kind of expect lunch from you, Stay away from them.
If you use a bit of sense, hiking is a wonderful pastime. Walk as far as you want, as fast as you are comfortable with, and as often as you wish. It's great exercise and a very relaxing to the soul.
Friday, July 8, 2016
TV
It occurred to me this morning that I have been neglecting TV. Then I realized that I have little to say about it. I watch some news (less and less all the time), a rare movie and some sports. iI isn't that I don't like TV, I do. It is just that there are few programs on that I enjoy. But, there are 2.
I like Gotham. I have no idea if it's coming back, but I found it surprisingly entertaining. This sort of prequel to the Batman saga is well done, intelligent and surprisingly dark. Actually, it borders on being sickly dark. Now, that's fine with me but, I guess I am getting old, because I was surprised that it was on at 8 PM. I thought that programming at that time was supposed to be geared toward families. I suppose it is a case of which family. The Manson Family might find Gotham suitable to their values, but most parents I know would find some objections to a program graphically depicting the scenes where Dr. Hugo Strange was trying to practice mind control via torture on Oswald Cobblepot, the Penguin. Oh well, times have changed and I am glad I don't have small kids.
The other program I find absolutely fascinating is Mr. Robot. The program is a brilliant attempt to depict the balancing act many have to practice to stay sane, employed and at the same time, engaged in some effort to stop some of the attempts at World control practiced by mega-business. The stories are choppy, almost hallucinogenic blends of gray reality with dreamscapes. This is an amazingly ambitious bit of programming and I am amazed that it is actually being aired.
That's about it for TV. Until something new comes up, at least we have sports.
I like Gotham. I have no idea if it's coming back, but I found it surprisingly entertaining. This sort of prequel to the Batman saga is well done, intelligent and surprisingly dark. Actually, it borders on being sickly dark. Now, that's fine with me but, I guess I am getting old, because I was surprised that it was on at 8 PM. I thought that programming at that time was supposed to be geared toward families. I suppose it is a case of which family. The Manson Family might find Gotham suitable to their values, but most parents I know would find some objections to a program graphically depicting the scenes where Dr. Hugo Strange was trying to practice mind control via torture on Oswald Cobblepot, the Penguin. Oh well, times have changed and I am glad I don't have small kids.
The other program I find absolutely fascinating is Mr. Robot. The program is a brilliant attempt to depict the balancing act many have to practice to stay sane, employed and at the same time, engaged in some effort to stop some of the attempts at World control practiced by mega-business. The stories are choppy, almost hallucinogenic blends of gray reality with dreamscapes. This is an amazingly ambitious bit of programming and I am amazed that it is actually being aired.
That's about it for TV. Until something new comes up, at least we have sports.
Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Balls - Whiffle and Nerf, and Shuttlecocks
When I was a kid (boy, writing that makes me feel old), we had vacant lots here and there and we spent hours in them. We played catch with footballs, whacked baseballs around and, if my friends were busy, I would take a pitching wedge and some old golf balls and spend hours hitting pitch shots.
It was a great way to spend a few hours in the sunshine, getting some exercise. It was fun for us kids and, quite often, late in the day, the grown ups would come out and join in. It was spontaneous, unstructured, and good for all of us.
Now, I see very few big vacant lots around and playing baseball, football, or golf in tiny backyards is a recipe for trouble. Folks tend to get a bit testy when various balls come sailing toward the windows and cars. Yeah, there are things like little league and there are driving ranges to hit golf balls but, you know what? Sometimes, often, just doing things on the spur of the moment, with no goal except having fun, is a lot better.
Despair not. Just remember, there are whiffle balls and Nerf balls. You can bang them around, throw them, hit them, and never worry about doing damage to anything. Yes, they are silly and you never know exactly how they are going to react, but you're not playing in The World Series or the Super Bowl and you're not out to win the Masters. You're just trying to have some fun, get some air and exercise your body.
I don't know if folks still play badminton but it is a a lot of fun. If you have room and time to set up the net, great, but, if not, who cares? It is just as much fun to simply bat the shuttlecock around, and again, I know of nothing you can break with the little plastic birdie.
The point is to have some fun, spend time with friends, family and neighbors and get some exercise. The old saying, 'move it or lose it,' applies to your health. Your body likes to move around and, if you ignore that, your body will not be kind to you when you age.
It was a great way to spend a few hours in the sunshine, getting some exercise. It was fun for us kids and, quite often, late in the day, the grown ups would come out and join in. It was spontaneous, unstructured, and good for all of us.
Now, I see very few big vacant lots around and playing baseball, football, or golf in tiny backyards is a recipe for trouble. Folks tend to get a bit testy when various balls come sailing toward the windows and cars. Yeah, there are things like little league and there are driving ranges to hit golf balls but, you know what? Sometimes, often, just doing things on the spur of the moment, with no goal except having fun, is a lot better.
Despair not. Just remember, there are whiffle balls and Nerf balls. You can bang them around, throw them, hit them, and never worry about doing damage to anything. Yes, they are silly and you never know exactly how they are going to react, but you're not playing in The World Series or the Super Bowl and you're not out to win the Masters. You're just trying to have some fun, get some air and exercise your body.
I don't know if folks still play badminton but it is a a lot of fun. If you have room and time to set up the net, great, but, if not, who cares? It is just as much fun to simply bat the shuttlecock around, and again, I know of nothing you can break with the little plastic birdie.
The point is to have some fun, spend time with friends, family and neighbors and get some exercise. The old saying, 'move it or lose it,' applies to your health. Your body likes to move around and, if you ignore that, your body will not be kind to you when you age.
Monday, July 4, 2016
Naps
Naps may seem an odd topic for this blog, but, in truth, naps are a great pastime and one of our species oldest ways of spending a little time. In fact, just about every animal spend a bit of time dozing. Today, being a day off for many, is a good time to revive this old pastime.
The techniques vary. Some like to stretch out in bed, others prefer a comfy chair. Many, especially on a summer day, like to lay in a lounge chair in the Sun ( just don't get burned). There are a lot of folks like me, who have bad backs and find the nice, hard living room floor the ideal spot.
Surrounding are another factor. Many like a dark room, some a sunny spot, and many can nap anywhere. Soft music is favored by some, TV by others, and dead silence by yet others. I always found baseball an ideal accompaniment to a nap.
Have too much to eat? Or maybe a beer to many at lunch? Stretch out and snooze a bit. Planning a late evening? Then you definitely need a nap. Just stressed and exhausted from work? You must let yourself doze a while.
Tired, but not sleepy? Stretch out a bit anyway and let your mind drift. Even if you don't fall asleep, that time spent daydreaming refreshes the soul.
Have a problem you're working on. Many artists and scientists find that napping clears their mind and often, what was confused, suddenly becomes crystal clear.
If you have some time to waste, you may want to consider indulging in one of mankind's oldest ans sweetest pastimes, napping.
The techniques vary. Some like to stretch out in bed, others prefer a comfy chair. Many, especially on a summer day, like to lay in a lounge chair in the Sun ( just don't get burned). There are a lot of folks like me, who have bad backs and find the nice, hard living room floor the ideal spot.
Surrounding are another factor. Many like a dark room, some a sunny spot, and many can nap anywhere. Soft music is favored by some, TV by others, and dead silence by yet others. I always found baseball an ideal accompaniment to a nap.
Have too much to eat? Or maybe a beer to many at lunch? Stretch out and snooze a bit. Planning a late evening? Then you definitely need a nap. Just stressed and exhausted from work? You must let yourself doze a while.
Tired, but not sleepy? Stretch out a bit anyway and let your mind drift. Even if you don't fall asleep, that time spent daydreaming refreshes the soul.
Have a problem you're working on. Many artists and scientists find that napping clears their mind and often, what was confused, suddenly becomes crystal clear.
If you have some time to waste, you may want to consider indulging in one of mankind's oldest ans sweetest pastimes, napping.
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