One history of medicine say's its the history of doctors getting further and further away from their patients' experience, where you used to put your ear up to the heart now there are stethoscopes to keep a distance, where once you felt for broken bones now there are x-ray rooms and lead shielding and a special safe room for the technicians to operate your irradiation, of course it's not that simple but sure, I understand the analogy.

A British noble in a movie once said that the way we eat food is what separates us from animals, the use of multiple forks and and a cavalcade of table manners to keep the mortality of eating a few steps away from conscious awareness, though it's only civilized to have a nice full feeling and not be rocking from hunger, the fact of the body is to be ignored sometimes and replaced with a theory of food so as to make sure we're not "just" a bunch of animals putting meat in our faces.

Shoes are a big one, the Time Warner building when it was still under construction a few years ago sold it's services as a place where your feet never had to touch the ground, there were cars which drove up to the carpets and you could theoretically be hoisted into these cars if the exertion of sitting down was too much, this was the world Paris Hilton came from before she was forced to touch the walls and floors of a prison cell last year which resulted in her suicidal catatonia, all her life were the rarified air and smooth surfaces of all that wealthy flesh and then she had to touch something dirty all of a sudden and her mind collapsed, sometimes I feel bad for her, sometimes I have to force myself to remember the higher goals here, sometimes the point is that one famous human being is not a good enough reason for all the energy wasted thinking about her.

These tipping points where the mean world tries to force your body into it's dirty playground, some folks are proud of how they can do this to others, how they get their golf clubs into your asshole and how that's a great victory in the tai chi way of things, I think that's interesting, the assault on perceived purity, I guess it might be safer for such people to not understand how the mind works, how sometimes the body doesn't have an explicit body and can still interact with an attacker despite being physically absent, a brute might not see the subtlety involved, might not understand that the hotel fire and the rape victim are connected somehow, they will only know that the hotel fire was annoying and that they seem to have gotten away with the rape so far.

Because if it's phrased in another way and somehow the dissociated body becomes a deterrent force in the way that police and jails try to be, it might just drive everyone insane, because how can you keep every single one of your thoughts in some sacred place without slipping and then developing complexes about slipping, didn't the Catholics have this problem with "sins of thought"? There is the deed and the thought and George Carlin's Catholics were very concerned about the thought, even if this was absurd to George Carlin who himself went through great hurdles to reconcile a million weird thoughts so he could somehow find a good way to be, all I was thinking about today was the shoes.

Claws and toenails are like teeth and help connect a body to the external, the bite and grip a body might have on external objects, the mastication of unwieldy food items, people decorate their claws and teeth to help get past the sin of the body, to surpass the functionality and dwell in some supposed realm of beauty instead, toenails are for painting, teeth are for straightening, the smile is for enjoying on a magazine page, it's only polite to avoid comments about what might have touched those lips recently, though really, can there be anything new out there at this point? You can catalog every body part of nearly every species and probably find a picture of that body part touching the lips of a model with nice teeth, maybe the starting point is when you've finally seen all those pictures, maybe that's when the education is done, though still there will always be a rich person's instinct towards "purity", the need to make sure your daughter only ever touches fine lace and the clean water of your Hamptons Estate.

They wanted to make Paris Hilton scratch for her food with bloody fingers and they succeeded, is she cured now?

Every time I get still enough to concentrate the cats disturb my peace, this is how a morning writing exercise gets destroyed in the practice, this is the reminder I need about my friends who are Moms, I'm lucky enough to know these cats are needy and should shut the fuck up finally, what does a Mom do when the kid is raised on sugar by mistake and every noise it makes is just the sugar wanting more of itself, MROW says the infuriating cat, I'm sure you wanted to know this, I'm sure you read your favorite columnist so he can devolve into notes about process worship, I'm here at the keyboard typing about myself typing and I just know that's what you wanted to read about today, the cat is typing the same thing, look at me look at me, but fuck you cat, no one is counting on you for anything except to maybe stop vomiting on everything when we're having a good day, people count on me for more.