It took me until I was about 40 to really understand that all the olds I came into contact with were once young, vibrant, healthy, hopeful, and not shriveled-up prunes.
Now that I’m a shriveled-up prune with a body breaking down in more ways than I care to inventory, the knowledge that I and everyone else of superannuated condition am/are the same person who used to dance and drink until four in the morning, could play centerfield w/o feeling the need for a heart/lung transplant, and could express myself, shall we say, physically vis-à-vis other human beings at any time of the day or night just a few short decades ago seems an immutable given.
A commercial photographer named Tom Hussey has come up with a gorgeous, ingenious way of showing how those two seemingly disparate folks — the young one and the old — are actually the same soul. His photo series “Reflections of the Past” was inspired by a comment Hussey heard from an old bird who actually served in the military during World War II — which, I might add, would shock a ton of old-timers to consider is some 75 years in the distant, foggy past. That veteran, who was 80 at the time, told Hussey he couldn’t believe the ancient relic who stared back at him from the mirror was indeed himself. “I feel,” the guy said, “like I just came back from the war.”
So Hussey created a series of photo montages wherein he contrasted current images of people with old images of them, as if they were looking in the mirror and seeing themselves magically transformed into pups.
Here are a couple of examples:
For more, go here.
[Once again, thanks to Maxxwell Bodenheim for the tip.]
One And Done?
I find it interesting that so many people are scared to death that President Gag is on his way to winning a second term as president this coming November, when so much evidence points to as popularly weak an incumbent since…, um, oh…, Jimmy Carter in 1980.
Recall, of course, the fact that the 39th President of the United States lost to his Republican opponent in a landslide, 489-49 in the Electoral College and by 8.4 million votes. OTOH, that Republican opponent was indeed Ronald Reagan, as sainted a figure as either party has managed to dig up since John F. Kennedy in 1960. Nobody on the Dem side this year carries the cache that Reagan did, so there’s that.
Still, a healthy majority of Americans feel Li’l Duce is a joke of a president — except there’s little to laugh at, really, in his actions, carriage, manner, and deep within his dark heart.
Anyway, 2016 taught me not to be at all sure of anything anymore when it comes to the will and whim of the American electorate. Were I compelled to bet on the outcome in eight months, I’d tend to want to shoot the moon on P. Gag being a one-termer. Then again, I’d only risk my dough on that outcome if someone was holding a gun to my head.