This is not a story, since there is only one event in it and even that one is hypothetical. In case you aren’t really paying attention, I will warn you when the event hypothetically occurs.
But still, meet my two characters – A Friend (AF) and a Famous Author (FA). I will make them both male, although they are based on very many females as well. But then again, who isn't?
I know you can’t summarise a person, so I won’t. I shall tell you what AF and FA believe to be their ultimate personal truths, what they believe to be in the summaries preceding their records in the omniscient cosmic computer.
AF is young and good looking. AF is generally fluffy and generally hoping to be met, snatched away and held tight the rest of his earthly existence. AF deserves to experience real love. AF would also expect a number of facts concerning his penis and his sexual fantasies to be in that record.
FA is rich and famous. FA is generally considered attractive and generally hoping to meet someone whom he will consider interesting and inspiring enough to be able to say he is happy that that person is alive. FA is also proficient at pretending that he’s happy that people are alive. AF would also expect a number of facts concerning his penis and his sexual experiences to be in that record.
Now I have to interrupt the “story” in order (1) to add something important that the omniscient computer, AF, FA, you and me know, but no one ever puts in their expected record and (2,3) to tell you why I am mentioning AF and FA together.
(1) Due to a development of ideas which has to do with an Athenian homosexual gang, a hippie from Judea and a doctor from Vienna, both AF and FA believe that having sexual desire is “naughty”. Due to the fact that the way the hippie from Judea influences most of us has changed considerably in the last period, neither AF nor FA believes that it is “naughty” with respect to some transcendental moral authority, they simply believe that their desire is essentially violent to others and therefore unethical/nasty.
(2) Possibly somehow due to (1), both AF and FA have the exactly same gaze in most of their interaction with strangers (and that keeps striking me). I have no idea whether they would notice that if they were to meet (that was your hypothetical event!), but they would look at each other in exactly same way. It is the you-don’t-want-to-know-what-I-am-thinking-right-now-in-my-naughty-nasty-porn-cinema-head gaze, the you-have-no-idea-what-my-inner-animal-has-up-its-sleeve gaze, the there-is-a-smoky-underground-casino-and-an-old-prostitute-saying-hi-through-this-gaze-gaze. Some people would call it flirty, I wouldn’t.
(3) Both AF and FA spoke to me recently and both of them claimed they had learned so much from talking to me, whereas I had learned so little from them. This is evidence that nothing is less true.
Oh, the knives. Well, you know, both AF and FA carry their desire as people carry daggers, only or primarily intended to restrict the freedom/life of others. I deeply believe that desire is a kitchen knife - something entirely indispensable for so many functions, a thing that, if used creatively, can help one make so many beautiful things/futures for oneself and others. Of course you can stab people with a kitchen knife, but you can also stab people with a pencil. You can stab people with anything if there is enough talking about stabbing.
The gaze shared by AF and FA is a form of permanent talking about stabbing. I guess there has been enough effort to hide/bury all the daggers. I am hereby proposing trying to turn them back into what they really are – kitchen knives.
