Sunday, April 7, 2013

The 2 Worlds of Richard Broderick

I dunno............

Maybe its because it was Friday.

Maybe its because I had been up since 3 a.m.

It could be that the weather was determined not to break, and for the first time in my life, I felt as if Spring might be bypassed in its entirety.

I had just gotten off work, and it's around 4 p.m., and I'm sitting in the bread truck parked in the lot at Korte's Grocery talking on the phone.

The conversation was with a guy named Richard Broderick, and if my life depended on it.....I couldn't tell you why.....oh....lol, yeah I can, he wanted to know if I was going over to Poet Fergie's Pizza bake.

What are we, in the second week of April, right?

And small flakes of snow are floating down and melting on the parking lots asphalt.

I was deeply discouraged by the lack of sunshine. 

Richard Broderick is an interesting person to talk to for many reasons, one of which is that intellectually he's one of the sharpest people I...or you for that matter, will ever meet.

His mind is methodical and amazing.

Many times I revel in his opinions.

Other times I couldn't disagree more.

And sometimes it occurs to me that conversation wise.....I'm swimming in the deep end of the pool when I'm in his presence.

Sometimes he'll be in the middle of whatever it is he's discussing, and sometimes that portion of his topic might be 3 or 4 blocks beyond my comprehension.....but most of the times he'll see my wonder shrinking in the rear view mirror, and at that point he slams on the breaks, shifts into reverse and promptly backs up to my comprehension level.

It's good to have friends that challenges your mind.

It's good to have friends with bars set a view rungs higher than your own.

It's even better when that person also has the ability to make you laugh in the process.

The snow flakes are getting bigger now and small droplets of rain start to fall.

Then in a split second, it wasn't quite like a crucified Jesus sky, but almost....the sky grew very dark - really fast.

I had to chuckle because at this point  I half expected John Wayne to prance out in a centurion costume and announce.............

"Surely this must be the son of God."

Now I think the topic turned to Broderick's most recent obsession which is Dichos.

I don't want to come across like I am proficient on the topic, but from my understanding.....in Central or South America, often times people will paint ideals or slogans on their cars, maybe in the same way people in my country use bumper stickers.

So while Richard is explaining this and that about that and this...... the grocery store employees aren't necessarily giving me the evil eye, but they are kinda giving me the WTF are you doing sitting in a bread truck in our parking lot for 40 minutes....."don't you have anything better to do" look. 

Truth be told....my dogs need to be let out to pee.

My stomach is grumbling, but I'm really locked into this insight and I'm nervous that once this conversation is terminated, I'll go back to life per usual where my focus will be stolen away by red head heads and box scores.

OK....so now you've heard the build up to my epiphany.....and when Broderick said the following, I don't really remember the context, but I do remember that even though this idea he blurted out may have just been another thread in his Techno Color Coat of ideas....it was kinda an anthem for me.....................


I will give to you my inspiration in poem form -
  

THE BRODERICK VISION


There are two worlds


The first world is the real world
In which most poets exist
Yet nothing there is real


The second world is reality

--- the end ---

Mr Broderick.......if you care to elaborate further......feel free, but you had me at "Yet nothing there is real."