The Global state of affairs in 2017 is no different than seventeen years post-Dr. Thompson’s standing column for ESPN entailed ‘Hey Rube’. In his mid-October missive, Dr. Thompson speaks on the traditional undercurrents that begin to emerge this time of year.
In Finance we consider these times of change as an ‘Inflection point’, in other words, there’s a point at which we transition from being concave downwards to concave upwards. By studying derivatives and their functions [ f(x) ] and then applying them to our daily observations of life experience on the ‘Blue Planet’ can give us so reprieve and even comedic relief if you look hard enough.
Just ask Kanye. He knows.
Then is it of any surprise that as the day’s get shorter and the night stretching further into the time that was reserved for daylight; we find ourselves at the ‘Inflection point‘.
Both naturally and emotionally. After all, it has been a Summer and early Fall filled with threats both foreign and domestic. [Apply your top three concerns here for yourself.]
However, there is a natural slowdown taking place, always indicated by the growing ever distant hum of ‘socket puppets’ narrating the next Global Risk event in the background to daily tasks.
Perhaps, experiencing the seasonal cycles and their corresponding inflection points into and out of them, could most aptly define the holy-grail of buzz-words, ‘melting-up‘?
Nothing matters from devils day at the end of October to the New Year’s Eve ball drop in New York City.
I can’t think of a lower point in my own despair and self-loathing that on that night. It being ever exploited by the fact I was born on December 31st to an Accountant, of course.
“Mark me down Uncle Sam for being present and accounted for a full year in advance.”
Nevertheless, the nadir of New Year’s Eve is followed by The NHL’s yearly Winter Classic series on the first of the month and New Year, which are regular season hockey games that are played in outdoor areas. Great fun for all and hints at the countdown beginning until spring’s inflection point is soon upon us.
Without further ado here’s Dr. Gonzo… and Thank you for indulging far from adequate opening remarks & ramblings.
By Hunter S. Thompson
Page 2 columnist
“Something is happening here,
But you don’t know what it is,
Do you, Mr. Jones?”
— Bob Dylan
No sir, not a chance. Mr. Jones does not even pretend to know what’s happening in America right now, and neither does anyone else.We have seen Weird Times in this country before, but the year 2000 is beginning to look super weird. This time, there really is nobody flying the plane. … We are living in dangerously weird times now. Smart people just shrug and admit they’re dazed and confused.The only ones left with any confidence at all are the New Dumb. It is the beginning of the end of our world as we knew it. Doom is the operative ethic.The Autumn months are never a calm time in America. Back to Work, Back to School, Back to Football Practice, etc. … Autumn is a very Traditional period, a time of strong Rituals and the celebrating of strange annual holidays like Halloween and Satanism and the fateful Harvest Moon, which can have ominous implications for some people.
Taken by R.W.N II @ JFK Presidential Library.
Most of these things are obviously Wrong and Evil and Ugly — but at least they are Traditional. They will happen. Your driveway will ice up, your furnace will blow up and you will be rammed in traffic by an uninsured driver in a stolen car.
Autumn is always a time of Fear and Greed and Hoarding for the winter coming on. Debt collectors are active on old people and fleece the weak and helpless. They want to lay in enough cash to weather the known horrors of January and February. There is always a rash of kidnapping and abductions of school children in the football months. Pre-teens of both sexes are traditionally seized and grabbed off the streets by gangs of organized Perverts.Most of these things are obviously Wrong and Evil and Ugly — but at least they are Traditional.
They will happen. Your driveway will ice up, your furnace will blow up and you will be rammed in traffic by an uninsured driver in a stolen car.But what the hell. That’s why we have Insurance, eh? And the Inevitability of these nightmares is what makes them so reassuring. Life will go on, for good or ill. The structure might be a little Crooked, but the foundations are still Strong and Unshakable.Ho, ho. Think again, buster. Look around you. There is an eerie sense of Panic in the air, a silent Fear and Uncertainty that comes with once-reliable faiths and truths and solid Institutions that are no longer safe to believe in. …
There is a Presidential Election, right on schedule, but somehow there is no President. A new Congress is elected, like always, but somehow there is no real Congress at all — not as we knew it, anyway, and whatever passes for Congress will be as helpless and weak as Whoever has to pass for the “New President.”If this were the world of sports, it would be like playing a Super Bowl that goes into 19 scoreless Overtimes and never actually Ends. … or four L.A. Lakers stars being murdered in different places on the same day. Guaranteed Fear and Loathing. Abandon all hope. Prepare for the Weirdness. Get familiar with Cannibalism.
Good luck, Doc.