Author Box
Articles Categories
All Categories
Articles Resources

Nightmare in Seattle

April 23, 2012 | Comments: 0 | Views: 156

(Seattle, Washington, 1967)

In 1967, I had gone to Seattle with a friend, and I and him had ended up broke, one evening he had stayed in our rented apartment, and I went with some friends I had met to a party, grim, terrible, empty and envious I was. Hunting in their house for some food, they all looked quite healthy, it was evening and the moon was out, -and I'm not sure at that point how I did it, or how Jeff my partner did it, but we were barely able to starve off Starvation; on my travels, even at this young age of nineteen, such times were infrequent. In Minnesota where I lived, in St. Paul, I had never gone empty, but now it was one misfortune after another or so it seemed, so that now, I was somewhat hovering in a chair at this house party in the living room, and several fellows and a number of girls, among them one who owned the place and her girl friends were all high on playing rock and roll records, feasting on pieces of ice some drinks, while I was experiencing all these pangs of famine and near hatred for their easy going lifestyle, it was as if they were enemies waxed strong in my breast.

I was hoping by going to this party, there would be food, and I noticed a loaf of bread sitting in the kitchen, on the kitchen counter. It was tantalizing, indeed, to sit there hungry while these young kids: sixteen, seventeen, maybe one or two my age, had filled themselves so full of food before the party, that their stomachs seemed to almost burst as they danced about, hunger can be a live and living nightmare: and from this experience I'd never deny anyone a slice of bread the rest of my life to this very age I am today, at nearly sixty-five, you don't forget hunger, and if someone says, has the courage to say, can I have a slice of bread, I would never deny them; but of course this hunger thing didn't, surely didn't cross the host's mind.

At this time I was assailed by no doubts as to the ethics of grabbing the loaf and just eating it-running with it to hid somewhere and eat it alone, but I asked the girl whose house it was, thinking this was an opportunity to make a sandwich, and she said "No!"

I thought for sure she'd say: "Of course, go partake in the feast, if a sandwich is what you want go for it."

But she insisted it was just a party of drinks and ice, and being cool was chewing on ice: as if the loaf of bread was a carcass, and it would not be keen to partake of the gods, in such a feast, with bread, I felt as if I was a carrion-eater.

What I was at this moment was a very hungry wild beast whom caution was holding in leash, for the greater moment, but I'd have to remain there should I want that loaf of bread, and hope to pass unharmed, because it would be necessary to fight for it, so it appeared, and I couldn't stand there as they watched me, and I watched them gorge down drinks of soda and whatever and ice, and if there were some scraps thereafter, after they had gone, I would get them-maybe. I was in a stupor, and I didn't want to beg. In all my travels I never did beg, nor found it to be the way to go, I'd work, then ask for something, never beg for free food, that was not a man thing, it was a mouse who does that: and in my travels I have met many of them. They start as kids, and end up as men and old men-mice, always looking for the free handout.

It seemed that the greedy would rather burst than give up that loaf of bread, I admit, for a time they had broken up the monotony of eating by their executing portions of ice eating, soda drinking, and dancing, but once my mind got bored, I was again stimulated, my digestion stimulated to fall again once again, to appalling consumption thoughts.

It was nearly ten o'clock when I left, they were nearly falling to sleep from exhaustion from their dancing, and trying to make time with the girls, I left them to the orgy of ice and whatever-I was hoping I could snatch a handful of something, but my ethics would not allow me. So I left with a great emptiness grinding my teeth, my stomach gnawing, craving for food, but man can live long without food, it is really water they cannot survive long without; so I learned, for it was four days with no food, and a week before that with little to no food.

On the way home I was going to rob a Boy Scout of some candy he was selling house to house, but I remained true to my ideals, as tight as a head of a drum, and let him be, then several gang members came towards me, and I didn't run but dragged myself slowly towards them, then I saw a police car drive by in back of them going the opposite way, and I yelled knowing they'd not hear me but distract the gang, when they turned to see, I ran between two houses and escaped.

The struggle for food was short lived thereafter, I had been working, and got paid a few days later, and bought a lot of fast food, food!-only to find out, I couldn't eat it all, I was trying to gorge myself, but my body was satisfied with just a small portion of it.

Well, to make a long story short, Seattle from the word go, from start to end, was one big disaster, but that's another story.

#906 (4-19-2012)

What I was at this moment was a very hungry wild beast whom caution was holding in leash, for the greater moment, but I'd have to remain there should I want that loaf of bread, and hope to pass unharmed, because it would be necessary to fight for it, so it appeared, and I couldn't stand there as they watched me, and I watched them gorge down drinks of soda and whatever and ice, and if there were some scraps thereafter, after they had gone, I would get them-maybe. I was in a stupor, and I didn't want to beg. In all my travels I never did beg, nor found it to be the way to go, I'd work, then ask for something, never beg for free food, that was not a man thing, it was a mouse who does that: and in my travels I have met many of them. They start as kids, and end up as men and old men-mice, always looking for the free handout.

Source: EzineArticles
Was this Helpful ?

 
0
 
0
 
Rate this Article
 vote(s)
Feedback
Print
Re-Publish

Article Tags:

House Party

,

Playing Rock

,

Roll Records

,

Fast Food

,

Selling House

,

Seattle

,

Washsington

,

Being Hungry

It is true that a photo booth hire cannot actually replace a camera but you will never run short of photographs if you think of photo hire.It is true that a photo booth hire cannot actually replace a

By: Simon Liva l Arts & Entertainment > Photography l November 21, 2012 lViews: 268

Well-known director Pascal Laugier is once again all set to frighten his fans with another dreadful affair, The Tall Man. The spooky thriller has been produced by Clément Miserez, Kevin DeWalt,

By: rose jasmin l Arts & Entertainment > Movies TV l November 02, 2012 lViews: 262

The Good Wife is an American legal drama series. It was first broadcasted on CBS on 22nd September, 2009. It is the creation of Robert King and Michelle King. It is produced by the Kings, Ridley and

By: Monu Mani l Arts & Entertainment > Movies TV l November 01, 2012 lViews: 258

ICarly in an American teens show created by Dan Schneider who is also the executive producer of the show. this show is about a girl named Carly Shay who along with her best friends Sam and Freeddie

By: elvis l Arts & Entertainment > Movies TV l October 25, 2012 lViews: 265

Love stories are supposed to be full of romance, seduction and enduring love. As these funny love stories show, however, these stories can also be filled with laughter. Fortunately, shared laughter

By: Jasmine Montford l Arts & Entertainment > Humor l October 25, 2012 lViews: 311

Lost is an American television science fictional series that is full of mystery, adventure and supernatural drama. It was originally broadcasted on ABC from September 22, 2004 to May 23, 2010,

By: ramandeep l Arts & Entertainment > Movies TV l October 25, 2012 lViews: 337

Love stories are supposed to be full of romance, seduction and enduring love. As these funny love stories show, however, these stories can also be filled with laughter. Fortunately, shared laughter

By: Jasmine Montfordl Arts & Entertainment > Humorl October 25, 2012 lViews: 311

June Sixth, 2012: a day which will live in INFAMY! See, what had happened was, in a sudden and deliberate attack on socialist progressivism, the stock market actually skyrocketed UP by almost three

By: Michael Humel Arts & Entertainment > Humorl June 09, 2012 lViews: 200

Find out what happens when a very gaseous house guest stays the night. You will laugh from start to finish!

By: Robert Waldvogell Arts & Entertainment > Humorl June 04, 2012 lViews: 209

I was fortunate enough to spend time with elderly relatives recently, and of course, they wanted to keep up with the latest toss-and-tumble of election-year politics. So, naturally, we spent a good

By: Michael Humel Arts & Entertainment > Humorl June 02, 2012 lViews: 216

The World Cup, the quadrennial fiesta of the biggest sport in India, cricket, was on. Gods were being appeased with ardent prayers from various fans. There was an air of optimism all around, and

By: K V Dipul Arts & Entertainment > Humorl May 31, 2012 lViews: 190

Here is a funny way to win ten bucks and a beer. Give it a try.

By: Terry A Chestnuttl Arts & Entertainment > Humorl May 31, 2012 lViews: 176

It is easy for Czeslaw Milosz to say what he says about Christ, the sleepy and dream filled horny Christian in church while listening to a sermon thinking vulgar thoughts, the Church-he's thinking

By: Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.l Arts & Entertainment > Poetryl July 09, 2012 lViews: 221

God, the Most High, sent down four beasts, so that the end of his time would come through them. They were to conquer all those that had gone before them, and now they held sway over the earth with

By: Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.l Arts & Entertainment > Poetryl July 04, 2012 lViews: 205

The bones of Cambodia, it's an old story, Pol Pot and his devastation: for the living to live among the dead...

By: Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.l Arts & Entertainmentl July 04, 2012 lViews: 167

For near a full decade (1997-2005), a short season of merrymaking, the money ran through Mr. Chick Even' Fingers, like water running out of a wide opened valve. He owned six apartment houses, one

By: Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.l Arts & Entertainmentl July 04, 2012 lViews: 144

Jean didn't want any vague spiritual romance, she wanted a long and lasting and pleasant affair-like so many other folks had, or at least so she told herself, believed. She wanted something

By: Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.l Arts & Entertainmentl July 04, 2012 lViews: 164

The words: "Eternal Damnation," have strident, if not grating if not simply per near freezing implications-and surly not to be taken lightly; it tells you, infers for me: an eternal sentence. I often

By: Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.l Arts & Entertainmentl June 09, 2012 lViews: 132

Discuss this Article

comments powered by Disqus