Mephitis mephitis, Philosophiæ Doctor (floyd_mephit) wrote,
Mephitis mephitis, Philosophiæ Doctor

When the cat's away, the mice will play

This is a saying that I've heard twice today.  Most of the lab is leaving early because it's Freitag, and in Southeast Texas it's currently Spring with a side of Summer.  It's motorcycle-riding weather, work-out in the yard with a heavy-bag weather, walk-the-dog, eat an ice-cream sandwich, and walk around the house butt nekkid weather.  Okay, maybe that's all year-round.  But, when it's warm in the apartment I don't mind walking past the full-length mirror.

Anyway, I was thinking about how nobody really knows each other anymore.  Most of the people I 'know', acquaintances and friends-of-friends, co-workers and in-laws, even 'friends', the people who we feel comfortable sitting around with ratty clothes on and farting unabashedly, piping up about opinions that would make us out to be assholes in 'mixed company', these people who we feel intimate with, I don't really KNOW so well.  I mean that I know them well enough, obviously, to be around without getting the stifling feeling that I need to watch what I do and say, but not well enough to be able to say definitively what those people are all about, who they are, what they really want and care about, and most of all why I don't seem to be all that interested in knowing any of that stuff.  I know some people really are that close, more family than friends, more freunden than friends, but I have to say that it's the exception rather than the rule in my opinion.  I wonder if it's because of the lack of immediacy between us nowadays or if it's just an inflated egoism, an American mind-your-own-business-and butt-out thing that we've evolved into.  Sometimes I wish that my closest friends and family (who don't already) would keep an online journal so that I could be privy to the information that is kept out of normal conversation, not so much because it is something rather special or important, but because it is something that is essential to the person's character and personality, their identity, so close in fact that it isn't brought up in trivial conversation because it is assumed to be known, assumed to be understood between close people because it's so obvious to the referent.  But, in real life, we don't have meme two-page-long quizzes and favorite song lists, user avatar icons and community member-of lists.  So we take it for granted that everyone who should know does know implicitly and also that if they didn't tell us explicitly we don't need to know about them.
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