Tuesday, the 31st of January, The Old Men of the Mountain met at the Chuck Wagon restaurant in Princetown. It was a beautiful day, but this scribe was unable to attend and he had a viable excuse. The associate scribes took names of those that were there, and the scribe is going to use some of his notes from previous meetings that did not make earlier columns.
At one time the OF’s considered the terms right and wrong. When someone says to you (or it is in the paper, or on TV) that, this or that is not right, it is only the opinion of the one or group saying that something is not right. One OF said that it is right only from their position on whatever. The other side says that they are right and that is from their position so the OF brought up that the word right (or wrong) has nothing to do with actually being right or wrong. We feel we are right in making this judgment call.
The OF’s then came up with some new ways of stating the rights and wrongs. One was to paraphrase it with, “In my (or our opinion) your position is not right and we feel ours is the better way,” then state why. The other can say that they do not believe that theirs is the better way and state their position. Neither is right or wrong — it is just different ways of looking at the same problem or situation.
The OF’s thought people insisting they are right are only expressing what their little sphere thinks, but they are not right. The OF’s started getting into some deep areas on this discussion as who has the greater right, and what is normal. One OF said that is why we have courts, and the rule of law. If the reader wants to use this conversation, it is a good discussion for your next tea party. Not the Tea Party, but the sipping of the relaxing brew with a group of friends. What is normal anyway?
How many OF’s believe in flying saucers, or beings from outer space? At the table this scribe was at most of the OF’s believed we are not the only ones in space. It is so vast that as one OF said if it has no end, then there has to be tons of living things out there, from grass to people. Another OG said, “How do we know we didn’t come from another planet ourselves? We might be a bunch of aliens talking to each other.” A different OF said, “Maybe we need oxygen to live, but on some other planet oxygen is deadly and those on that planet live on the gas krypton.” One more OF said, “Give me a cold beer, a young chick, and a beautiful day and to heck with what is on the other planets, I’ll stick with the one I’m on.”
Those attending the breakfast at the Chuck Wagon in Princetown, and names being supplied by others, were: Henry Witt, Roger Shafer, Steve Kelly, Robie Osterman, John Rossmann, Harold Guest, Frank Pauli, Ted Pelki, Mace Porter, Gary Porter, Lou Schenck, Mike Willsey, Ted Willsey, Harold Grippen, and not me, so any names that were left off let this scribe off the hook.