{"id":818,"date":"2012-06-06T07:04:34","date_gmt":"2012-06-06T07:04:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/?p=818"},"modified":"2012-08-24T06:51:43","modified_gmt":"2012-08-24T06:51:43","slug":"6-june-2012","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/2012\/06\/06\/6-june-2012\/","title":{"rendered":"6 June 2012"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Interim Guest Blogger: TJ Monkley<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A famous poet once came to our school when I was fifteen.&nbsp;There we were at the beginning of Sunday chapel service (it was an Anglican boarding school) when the chaplain announced the appearance of such and such in our midst, whereupon a heavily bearded, poorly dressed, long haired, barefoot man walked down the aisle and bowed to his knee before the alter. This bowing to the knee was new to us kids. The chaplain explained that this famous poet would give the sermon that evening, hardly any of which I remember, although I do remember the distinctive tone of his voice. And also this: Mister smelly, dirty-foot, super-talented and committed poet told us that his was the mission of manifesting poverty.<\/p>\n<p>The years go by.<\/p>\n<p>Mine, on the other hand, is the mission of manifesting stupidity.&nbsp;Undoubtedly, to most, this mission&nbsp;appears stupid. But that is the kind of audience I have. For what is more noble and poetic? To manifest poverty or stupidity? And which is the more pressing global problem? The poor merely end up dead along with the rich, while the stupid end up dead and shamed, which is a deeper kind of death.<br \/>\n\tSome say I have no shame. This is not true. Shame I have in spades. I have more than the usual allocation.&nbsp;The shame of being mortal, like Adam and Eve.<br \/>\n\tIt would be easy to take aim at shameful human behaviour everywhere, but in the end, someone&#039;s gotta suck it up. Take the shot.<\/p>\n<p>Which brings&nbsp;me to the art of boxing.<\/p>\n<p>But why manifest anything? I guess that famous poet sought to shine a spotlight on something.<br \/>\n\tThe richest people in this world are the least wise? They would rather eat their own grandchildren?<br \/>\n\tThat &quot;comfort is a grave to keep the corpse from rotting?&quot;<br \/>\n\tThat &quot;the outward ceremony is antichrist?&quot;<br \/>\n\t&quot;Man does not live by bread alone?&quot;<br \/>\n\t&quot;The birds of the air?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>I believe he was asking: what is wealth? Which is positive.<\/p>\n<p>Stupidity is another question. One cannot be wise without acting upon the wisdom.<br \/>\n\tProcrastination is the devil.<\/p>\n<p>But everyone knows this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Interim Guest Blogger: TJ Monkley A famous poet once came to our school when I was fifteen.&nbsp;There we were at the beginning of Sunday chapel service (it was an Anglican boarding school) when the chaplain announced the appearance of such &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/2012\/06\/06\/6-june-2012\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-818","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/818","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=818"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/818\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":823,"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/818\/revisions\/823"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=818"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=818"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laughingcloudrecords.co.nz\/nerverf\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=818"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}