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Captain's Blog - Stardate July 9, 2008

A blistering hot, sunny day in St. Lucia - just lazed on the beach and snorkelled - the coral reef is literally 10 yards from shore and teeming with Kingfish, Trigger fish, Parrot fish, tetras, everything. The water is totally clear and warm and the salinity is very high, so floating is effortless. Unlike last time, I didn't get jellyfish stings - which were bloody painful and produced ugly lesions on my hand - luckily not on my social hand...

Lying on the beach here makes me feel like the guy in "Sexy Beast" - the one who moved to Spain and spends his days basting his ample body by his pool, and drinking lager that's "nice - nice and cold". I keep expecting Don to show up to tell me that "you're doing this job, Gal - yes you are, yes yes yes yes yes fucking yes!!" A brilliant movie in just about every aspect, btw, if you haven't seen it - Ben Kinglsey is unbelievably scary as a repressed gay psychotic gangster - trust me on this one...

Met an interesting couple last night - he's a surgeon and a bit of a writer/literary guy from Knoxville Tn., and given to quoting from the Bhagavad Gita - he says he does it with his patients, too - I just hope he doesn't use "I am Shiva, destroyer of worlds" right before he makes the first incision. I keep meeting doctors - and doctors who are writers - it must be the patented William Carlos Williams pheromone Tristi wears or something...His partner is a pistol, too - we had fun re-enacting a Tourette's surgery and some of Don's salty dialog from Sexy Beast - dunno what the other people at the ritzy resort must have thought.....I just put it down to my being borderline Tourette's, myself...or Scottish...or both...or maybe they're the same thing..

I want to say thanks to the people who've been reading the blog - as a poet, I'm used to having a very low readership, and this makes a refreshing change! Your combined readership has pushed me up to 16th in page views on Red Room. Plus it forces me to write - even if it isn't poetry...

Still trapped in the Holodeck, and I fear the holodeck control software has crossed the border into insanity - I have no control over the program. I am apparently President of the United States, as it was then, in 2008. So far, I have sanctioned torture of untried adversaries, breached the privacy of ordinary, law-abiding citizens, and created two catastrophic wars, resulting in huge casualites(mostly on the other side) for no reason other than profit and revenge. I also think I am in direct contact with "God" and I appear to have the IQ of a seven-year old and the insight of a high-school freshman - how can this be happening? The most obvious sign of the insanity is the ridiculous notion that the people of the country would elect such a madman - and now the program is insisting that a bumbling former prisoner of war with untreated anger issues, who clearly has early-stage Alzheimer's disease and once called his wife a c*** in public, is the candidate running to replace this imbecile. Oh, the humanity!....