A coppery taste
It was definitely a case of Poor Pluto. No, not that one; I meant the best friend of mice and men.
People talk about a fate worse than death – or they say, I wouldn’t want to be caught dead, doing this or that but one dog might have preferred to die rather than having been caught like this…
Mind you, if you really want to talk incredibly dumb and humiliating dropped trousers stuff, then what’d you say about these guys?
Police dog handlers arriving Wednesday at the abandoned nursing home where they hold training sessions discovered two men and a woman dismantling the building’s copper pipes and wiring.
Yes, trying to steal copper from coppers, where the latter train their dogs. That must be the stupidest thing a thief has ever…
Eeeerrrrr…, no:
A man trying to take down a power line to steal and sell the copper inside was electrocuted Monday, the Butler County sheriff’s office said.
Deputies found Brandon Reed, 22, of Hamilton, tangled in lines about 3 a.m., Lt. Marian Olivas said.
However, if you want truly surreal, we have that too. Surreal in a mostly comical way:
A car thief with just one arm has been jailed for the seventeenth time in Bulgaria after he was spotted trying to force open a car door.
Police in the Bulgarian capital Sofia say one-armed bandit Rumen Dimitrov, 50, is just not suited for crime, but can’t seem to give it up.
Also surreal but more like some terrible nightmare – think Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, as performed by the Royal Hiphop Company, or something equally weird and vile:
Daley, 30, drove her 14-year-old son and six other members of the Latin Marijuana Smokers gang to a skate park to kill a 13-year-old boy they had a grudge against, police say. The boy, Jose “Bobby” Cano, was stabbed to death.
Life, my friends, can be strange and cruel – but it can’t hold a candle to people, in that respect.
So, take it away, Charlie – yeah, the big B.:
the acute and terrible air hangs with murder
as summer birds mingle in the branches
and warble
and mystify the clamour of the mind;
an old parrot
who never talks,
sits thinking in a Chinese laundry,
disgruntled
forsaken
celibate;
there is red on his wing
where there should be green,
and between us
the recognition of
an immense and wasted life.
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