People had a habit of looking at me as if I were some kind of mirror instead of a person. They didn’t see me, they saw their own lewd thoughts, then they white-masked themselves by calling me the lewd one. | RIP Norma Jeane: June 1, 1926 - August 5, 1962
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I don’t think there’s anyone else in the world I would want to see suffer more than him. What makes it even worse is that she seems happy.
The topic for the month of August is “Picking a fight”.
Walking through Vasaparken I was reminded of an evening seven years ago, sitting under a tree with some friends and discussing whatever was the talk of the town at that time. The usual punks and drunks were forming little islands here and there, scattered across the parks lush interior. I was reaching for my thermos when two guys appeared in the distance, setting a wobbly course towards us. Words came out of their mouths but they were slurred and incomprehensible. They were giggling as they reached for sticks that they started beating us with. Someone said - “Aw, c’mon, stop it”. Someone else said -“What!?”. They stumbled off towards one of the punk islands where they found some beer - to sit down and drink you would think, but no. They wobbled back to us where they started pouring it over us, all this time while giggling hysterically.
Deep down I could feel something I hadn’t felt in years, something stuffed down my throat like a rag stuffed in a petrol filled bottle. I stood up and pushed one of them to the ground. The other guy started walking off with my friends bike so I ran after him and pushed him too. My friend noticed her CD player was missing from her bike basket so I went after them, followed them back to the punk island where they had seeked refuge. “Give her back her CD player” I shouted but they were just giggling at me. I wanted to beat these guys up so bad. I wanted to smack the drunkenness out of their heads so that I could sit down with them in a quiet room and explain to them what assholes they were. I wanted to take them back to school, my right fist being their new teacher.
Then one of the punks spoke up - “Hey, aren’t you that guy? In that video?”. Someone else filled in - “Yeah, you’re that cheesy singer in the knights armour, aren’t you?”. I said - “Yes… yes I am”. Someone picked up their phone and said - “Hey guess who’s here, that Don Quixote guy from TV, and he’s all mad and stuff”. My mushy red face paled a bit and I turned and walked back. I said to my friend - “I don’t think they had your CD player anyway”.
"Jens Lekman, August 2
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June 1971: Indian spinner Bishan Bedi jumps rope during his country’s successful tour of England.
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Marlon asked his Godfather co-star James Caan what he would want if his wishes came true. When Caan answered that he’d like to be in love, Marlon answered, “Me too. But don’t tell my wife.”
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