Yesterday an email dropped into my inbox and the subject was 'A New Idea'. This New Idea was a whole list of activities mapping out a few could-be futures for my recently graduated younger brother, whom everyone seems to be worried about. I talked to my brother about the worriers, and he doesn't seemed to be worried about the worrying at all, which is maybe the reason people are worried. What I'm worried about, is the lack of worrying that is being devoted to my cause. So in an attempt to sway the band-wagon worriers back in my direction, I responded with this appeal:
I read this email and I have some thoughts. I seem to think this is the second message in the last little while where someone has commented on this topic of 'Worry about Neil'. My question is, 'What in the Heck! Why is there no worrying about the Jacksonian?!?!?!' Sure I smile a lot, and have a job, and take care of my body, and dress well, and like to partake in activities, and eat in moderation, and have friends, and no longer talk to stuffed-animals, and don't murder people, and brush my teeth, and aren't addicted to Crack, and shake hands firmly, and own a car, and like to listen to music, and find Puppies cute, and hate Jihadist Terrorist Cells, and can tell time on an analogue watch, and enjoy travel, and play team sports, and never stare at the sun, and never say 'never', and have the ability to tread water, and can rub my stomach and tap my head at the same time, on a good day, when no one is watching, if I rub with the left and tap with the right, and really concentrate on it, and only do it for 3 to 5 seconds... But Honestly! What's the Deal! People should be worrying about me all the time. All the Time!!
I don't think it worked though. It's much like the concept of insanity; to think you are insane in fact proves that you are not. Likewise, to ask for people to worry about you tends to suggest that they don't need to be concerned. Now, on the other hand, if you blog about worrying...
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