Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Family Trait: Bop Bag Clownism

In my family, there's a definite tendency to roll with the punches. Life smacks you a good one? You go down and then come back up and knock the current obstacle on its ass with your forward momentum. That is a true fact about just about everyone in my family, on both sides. We are hardy, like weeds. We will come up swinging. We will bounce back up, a "fuck you" smile on our faces, and dare you to try that shit again.

like this scary bastard.

But sometimes? It can be tempting, after the latest in hundreds of smackdowns, to just... stay down. To stop bouncing back up. To lay down and give up and just quit. Fighting. Every. Single. Thing. Every. Single. Day.

Luckily, I'm just not wired that way. Luckily, there's a part of me that just flat-out refuses, refuses to stay down. It's an involuntary response, like blinking or the beat of my heart. It's beyond my control. With or without my input, the Standard Operating Procedure after any new life-punch is that upward spring, that teeth-clenched smile of sheer you're-not-bigger-than-me, that stupid-stubborn refusal to quit, that inability to admit when I'm beaten.

So I'm never beaten. I'm never down for long.

I will keep on practicing that upward bound. I will refuse to admit defeat. After all, I'm wired that way. I'm preset for refusal to give in. There's no quit in me.

There is, however, a healthy dislike of both clowns and dolls. Why the hell did I find that photo? Thanks for the nightmares, self.

1 comment:

x-WES Zooguy said...

This damn thing lost my comment yesterday, so now that I'm steamed out, time to try again.
What I asked then was "what KIND of clown don't you like?" After all, there's dozens of types including mimes, jesters, and insurance salespeople.
While Bozo the clown types might be scary, maybe an Emmett Kelly type might not be. Maybe Marcel Marceau creeps you out but Bill Irwin doesn't.
Specificity, girl!
Anyway, got some news for you--maybe very good news--if you get in touch. If not, I'll keep it to myself. Best to da fambly.