Previous William Thomas Sherman Info Page postings, quotes, observations, etc.
"I killed the patriarch."
If or when in doubt, confront life's trials and tribulations as a Lee Van Cleef movie character; as he provides you with just about all the glances and expressions you'll ever need to face whatever there is that needs facing. So much so in fact, that even to this day I don't think El Diablo himself has gotten over him or that knowing look in his eyes. Although many assume Lee only played the villain, he's perhaps more amusing as the hero; as which he's often cast, moralizing in a matter of fact sentimental and old fashioned way as they sometimes do in "Spaghetti" westerns.
I was having an e-mail exchange with an old chum from high school that I got in contact with through FaceBook. When I tried imparting the story recounted in my .pdf to him, he gave me a mocking response, and which is very typical. For which reason, and to show you what it is like, I want to reproduce it along with my reply:
"David Groshong February 27 at 1:59pm
"I don't want to bore you, but I do have a MS in nutrition.
What is your diet?
"I've helped a lot of people, that were sure they had a medical problem, disease. Have you tried cod oil? Ground flax? I could die tomorrow, based on my family history, but hope the above mentioned have saved me from lots of stuff.
"I will love to have some dialogue with Holmes, I miss you."
[My answer:]
"William Thomas Sherman February 27 at 2:22pm
"Very funny, but obviously you are incapable of being honest or very rational. In fact Dave, if you knew the kind of violence I have been put through you would realize what an asshole you are being.
"I can prove what I claim, but to do so assumes a rational, impartial, and honest person to assess my proof.
"Oh, yes, a further requisite qualification, is that the inquirer or assessor is literate and possesses the ability to read.
"This summarization may help also as a sort of introduction of what my story is about:
http://www.gunjones.com/WTS_APPEAL_OF_2008.pdf
"All I ask is a fair investigation yet I cannot even get one FROM ANYBODY -- not even out of curiosity or to once and for all refute my claims."
Later Note. We had some subsequent, and amicable, exchanges following and including which I further stated:
"When dealing with something that is complicated and bizarre as my story is, it is necessary to take parts and examine them step by step at a time. So here we have a situation where I am making a series of unusual claims. Each claim might be explained differently and might be assessed as either verifiable, plausible, unlikely, or flat out false. That one of them, say comes up false and the true explanation to it was that I succumb to some manner of delusion; does not logically imply that ALL my listed assertions are so. And if I can prove say only three out of ten of such claims, I will have achieved my purpose. But how can claims be tested if they cannot be intelligently and objectively analyzed and looked at? As I also remarked, I have tried for years to get someone to give me an impartial and fair hearing, but I get absolutely no response from anyone! You see, if what I claim is true, and that I am and have been harassed these 18 years, don't you at least see the possibility that discrediting and making people deaf to me is a way to cover up and shield the perpetrators, and that it would be in their obvious vested interest to do this or have it done? And even if ONLY a possibility, isn't the gravity of what I allege make what I say worth looking into? A criminal who is invisible [and can't be discussed], after all, is a VERY powerful and dangerous criminal indeed."
"Cameron Indoor Duke University US Blues 04 12 1978"
Odds are, you are bound to suffer in life, and perhaps excessively. That being the case, does it not, after all, make more sense to suffer on behalf of what is good and what is truthful; rather than what is bad and false? At least in the case of the good and the true, you will retain your own soul (including your sanity), and finally be able to find and know rest when it's all over. For when do the decidedly bad ever know real peace? The notion is alien to their very philosophy and way of seeing things.
We have a tendency to see the whole in a part -- namely ourselves. But the cross is no fun, I know. And yet there is no little consolation in not compromising with and or not throwing your lot in with the most shameless and heartless people. As well, there is inestimable comfort and solace to be had in aligning yourself with the humble and innocent. Note too, that when you actually do suffer the cross, you tend to feel more sorry for others than yourself.
In any event, there will be plenty scars, sores, bruises and cuts to go around for all if we don't get rid of them (viz., autocratic spirit people.)
You would perhaps not believe, but I spent hours and hours last Saturday night trying to locate the "Holy Grails" of these Bacharach/David standards -- but could not find them; though this was by no means for any lack of viable candidates. The following are, needless to say, very good and as good as any; but there is even so a subtlety and depth to these songs that gets too often missed in the performance or translation. The first (from "the now sound of Sandi & Salli" [1970]), of course, should be sung humorously, yet it also needs a barely noticeable tincture of (intermittent) sadness to do it just right. The second hit requires a smooth (dare I say 'hip'), understated coolness in the lead in it before it launches into the loud chorus, yet, again, what we usually only get is the latter and less so the former. (Just my usual two cents.)
So that there should be no grounds of misunderstanding, vagueness, or ambiguity about what I mean by "honest" or "honesty;" by honesty I mean that which is not dishonest, and dishonest very simply implies nothing more than the deliberate (and based on common sense, by reason ought to know) obstruction and or else withholding relevant information and necessary to another citizen's right to prevent, investigate, and or have prosecuted a violent felony crime.
They can't really do or do much of anything except harm and hurt others; the idea being then to use harming and hurting to steal things from others who can do things. Yet when they try to avail themselves of what they steal, they can't quite use it because they don't know or appreciate exactly what it is they've stolen. Seeing therefore how they miss out either way, this leads them to the obvious conclusion that it is only fair and fitting that they supervise and have final say over what everyone else does and is doing. And so they do.
"Where are the Words" was one of two tracks on the "Docor Dolittle" (1967) soundtrack LP that wasn't actually used in the movie; along with "Something in Your Smile" (a version of which with Anthony Newley we posted some time ago.) It's rather a shame then owing to their being among the album's keenest and repeat-worthy numbers. The instrumentation in this with the Lennon Sisters is pretty tepid, and the girls themselves perhaps a little too stiff. But the harmonies are felicitous and this to a splendid composition. If you let it, and at this daffodil time of the year particularly, it can fit right at home in ones memory if you want it to. (YT volume way down!)
Oh, so that's what you look like -- not unlike Alfred E. Newman's long lost twin brother or something. (It took you long enough.) Now that that puzzle's been solved, take us to your leader then already.
