tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post8763997663170024753..comments2023-06-26T07:09:15.225-06:00Comments on Love, Power & Fairytale Endings: Suicide OwlsJeffe Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779020656676094853noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-30729218575770542942010-11-16T10:35:42.677-07:002010-11-16T10:35:42.677-07:00Hmm, Allison, fighting only ourselves? We think we...Hmm, Allison, fighting only ourselves? We think we're battling all these foes, but it's only our own ideas in the end. Reminds me of a certain someone.<br /><br />Yes, Kelly - well said!<br /><br />Thank you, Kerry. I love your analogy. Nothing wrong with savoring the grass while we can!Jeffe Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04779020656676094853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-15543929121981199392010-11-16T09:59:43.903-07:002010-11-16T09:59:43.903-07:00Lovely post dear - brought tears to my eyes. The w...Lovely post dear - brought tears to my eyes. The way we are about death always reminds me of those National Geographic movies where the zebra and antelope graze peacefully within sight of the not-currently-hunting lions. If we focused in on all of the hazards that might take us out at any moment, we'd never get out of bed in the morning. And then probably be killed by a random object falling through the roof. Every moment is preciousKerry Schaferhttp://www.kerryschafer.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-34585924325683955362010-11-15T20:09:20.097-07:002010-11-15T20:09:20.097-07:00And thank goodness for the sky and everything beyo...And thank goodness for the sky and everything beyond.Kelly Breakeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-75448785700708257192010-11-15T11:07:45.794-07:002010-11-15T11:07:45.794-07:00Poor little owl. :(
These days the only dead bird...Poor little owl. :(<br /><br />These days the only dead birds that show up at my house are the ones the cats bring in (or whatever is left of them.)<br /><br />When I was in 5th grade I remember watching tv and hearing this constant thud in the garage. Then I went out to check I realized we had a cardinal that had flown into the window. Only he kept doing it. He'd flutter up and slam as hard as he could into the glass, fall down and then do it again. <br /><br />No idea what his deal was (unless he was seeing his reflection in the glass? Pretty dirty garage window, tho.) There's probably a metaphor in here somewhere.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810952821295312008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-52995250123563614472010-11-15T10:15:48.404-07:002010-11-15T10:15:48.404-07:00Good point, KAK, feeling bad for the birdies is a ...Good point, KAK, feeling bad for the birdies is a luxury. Small sorrows.<br /><br />I thought the same thing, Keena - I'm sure the owl was dead before it knew it hit the window. Love the idea of a ghost pygmy owl, hooting and haunting the dusk. And yes, we're reading that into the euphemism, too. We don't know for sure, but he did suffer emotional pain for many years. No quick and painless death there.Jeffe Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04779020656676094853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-77399234286303361182010-11-15T10:02:06.166-07:002010-11-15T10:02:06.166-07:00p.s. I'm sorry about David's friend, too. ...p.s. I'm sorry about David's friend, too. "Died suddenly" used to be a euphemism for suicide, and from the headline, I assume that's what happened here, too. Doubly sorry for that as it's even harder to understand than the seeming randomness of flying full speed into a window.Keena Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985958126062809043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-46105452127745982312010-11-15T10:00:20.743-07:002010-11-15T10:00:20.743-07:00I suppose it's little comfort that the owl wen...I suppose it's little comfort that the owl went quickly and probably still doesn't know what happened. You could even have a ghost owl.Keena Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985958126062809043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-65347018170646851752010-11-15T09:43:04.613-07:002010-11-15T09:43:04.613-07:00Aw, the poor owl!
The soundtrack to the warmer m...Aw, the poor owl! <br /><br />The soundtrack to the warmer months around here is also filled with little feathered bodies bouncing off windows. Once upon a time we used to keep newspaper over the glass in the lesser-used rooms, just to discourage kamikaze birds...until they blossomed in number and became annoying pests filling the awnings and assailing the attic.<br /><br />Interesting how we're inclined to protect the smaller and the weaker until their behavior ruffles our feathers.K.A. Krantzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06674754426001151828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-59667528176344991942010-11-15T09:08:40.447-07:002010-11-15T09:08:40.447-07:00Gah - I detested James Frey before, for making up ...Gah - I detested James Frey before, for making up exciting bits to pad his memoir. Now, reading about this for the last few days, I'm revolted and have begun to actively hate him. A couple of good posts about it: http://www.maureenjohnsonbooks.com/2010/11/13/the-james-frey-problem/ and http://ktliterary.com/2010/11/ask-daphne-about-book-packagers/Jeffe Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04779020656676094853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-12795027356449756222010-11-15T08:54:24.494-07:002010-11-15T08:54:24.494-07:00unrelated: what do you make of this? http://nymag....unrelated: what do you make of this? http://nymag.com/arts/books/features/69474/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-87496289818930211122010-11-15T08:51:07.211-07:002010-11-15T08:51:07.211-07:00I think maybe that's a kind of self-protection...I think maybe that's a kind of self-protection, Linda, that we can't quite grasp it. We're not meant to be thinking about it all the time...Jeffe Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04779020656676094853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570797399734382213.post-45115331538573273912010-11-15T08:43:42.075-07:002010-11-15T08:43:42.075-07:00Sorry about the owl and David's friend. Funny ...Sorry about the owl and David's friend. Funny how something (death) that is so constant a part of our lives can and does shock us nevertheless. We think around it in so many ways, but still, it's difficult to truly grasp.Linda G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04576828490765434497noreply@blogger.com