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Bless the Beasts and Children . . . and the Weird People

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Bless the Beasts and Children.

I was thinking about this novel and film a few weeks ago. I can’t tell you exactly why it popped into my head, the ways things do sometimes. After all, it is a darned long way from 1971–forty-four long years to be exact. A lot has changed since then, and a lot has changed in me.

I was just a twenty year old kid when the novel came out, in the summer of 1970 if I remember right. I read it and thought it was pretty cool, a sort of Catcher in the Rye, way out west.

It was about a bunch of misfit kids. Off on a mission to do good–at least good the way they saw it. I was always a sort of misfit kid myself, so I kind of identified. At that age I suppose I also thought that the ends always justifies the means.

I’ve changed my viewpoint on that somewhat, now that I’m a pretty old guy.

Six misfit boys at summer camp, decide to free a herd of bison, slated for culling by hunters.

The tagline for the movie, which came out the next year was something like: “Who were the misfits? The men who killed for sport . . . or those who fought for the buffalo?


It was a good question at the time, and I guess it still is today. Every story and question has two side, I suppose, and each of us has to decide for ourselves how we feel about some of the big questions. Hunting for sport, killing for whatever reason, guns and gun violence in general, now that violence is a sad staple of everyday news. In other words–the culture wars.

In 1970, these questions were pretty new. Not so much now.

But that was the beauty of the book and the movie. It made us think–just as countless other books and movies, and music as well over the years. Bless the Beasts and Children was also a mega hit by The Carpenters the same year. It was a really good one too. Karen’s voice was silk . . . on ice. Like the film and book, it made us think.

And that’s where the weird people come in.

The sign at the head of this article I found on Facebook. It got me pondering, as they say–about that old movie, and about some of the folks that make us think–and really good and hard. The ones that challenge us. The weird people. The poets, the artists, the writers and the music makers. The misfits of the world.

What a sad, lonely and depressing place it would be without them.

I thought about this blog post all week, and I wanted to say something profound and heartfelt here at the end of 2014. I wanted to make a blog post that would live on in memory, sort of like the Gettysburg Address or something. I wanted to stir feelings, perhaps bring a tear or two to the eye, and make people say . . . “Wow! That Lee Capp, Larry Lee Caplin fellow–he sure is something!”

But instead, I find that what I really want to talk about is Apropos of Nothing. And where it’s headed for 2015. It’s been a lot of years since my birth. There’s been a lot of water under the bridge as they say. And a lot of spilled milk too–to royally mix a metaphor.

What I guess I’m trying to say is that here, in 2015, my sixty-sixth year of life on this planet, maybe it’s time to just say what’s on my mind every once in awhile. I guess maybe I’ll get some new readers that way–and I’ll surely lose a few as well. But–that’s just part of being a little weird.

Oh, we’re still going to talk about classic entertainment. The great books, and movies, and music of the decades, and the centuries. That for sure won’t change. The stuff that challenges us and makes us think. And lots about the weird (and wonderful) human minds that created them.

The outsiders. The dreamers. And their dreams.

But I want to expand just a little bit more in the coming year too. I want to have a dumb-joke of the day (mostly courtesy of my nine year old granddaughter Melanie, and her never ending supply of Laffy-Taffy. (“What’s a caterpillar afraid of? . . . Answer–A Dogerpillar. What do you call a sleep-walking nun? . . . Answer–A Roman Catholic.”)

Sorry about that.

I’m looking forward to doing some new product reviews. Meaningful ones–based on good stuff and personal experience. The kind of things and products I think my readers use. And a column from time to time on Unsolved Mysteries and other goose-bumpy weird and fun stuff.

And every once in awhile, just a good old-fashioned rant on one subject or another. And it doesn’t have to be just me either. I invite each of my subscribers, and absolutely anyone else as well, to leave a comment and let me know what you would like to see here and/or rant about.

We could have a lot of fun.

Maybe we’ll all become weird people . . . join up–we can be a weird virtual family.

Here at the end of this year, I want to thank each and every one of you who took the time to find this blog and to read it. Each of you are in my heart. If you haven’t registered for email updates, I invite you to do so. The “Register” link is just on the left on the welcome page, in the black bar.

I absolutely promise you that your email will never be sold or given to anyone. And I will never contact you to try to sell you anything either. The  advertising links on these pages are simply for reader convenience in finding products I think are germane to the subject of the page.

May each and every one of you have a most wonderful and happy new year. May peace, joy, wealth, in all it’s forms, and abundance find you.

May you, in the words of Mr. Spock, “Live long and prosper.”

Until we meet again then next year . . . Goodnight.