Chain Smoking Blue Monkey

The csbmonkey’s jobs are many.  Fix.  Prevent.  Crush. Kill. Destroy.  Save. Console.

And noticing.

Noticing things that the regular monkeys are noticing but don’t have the language or facilities to express except with a grunt here or a screech there.  And noticing things that the other chain smoking monkeys don’t notice either.  Things that that other chain smoking monkeys think the regular monkeys are grunting and screeching abou.t

This is one of the days when the csbmonkey  realizes that he is indeed a caged monkey.  One of those days when looking over at that other shiny cage is a realization that a shiny new cage is still a cage.  A day of caged recognition.  That to keep doing the non-monkey things in life one has to subject to being the monkey for a large portion of life.   It is not a good day for csbmonkeydom at all.

Soon you don’t even really bother picking at the lock of the cage anymore, since you realize that the small cage just happens to be sitting in a larger cage.  You can’t escape your monkeydom that easily.  Swinging from cage to cage is not swinging from tree to tree.

The csbmonkey is linked in spirit to his automaton cousins.  He does this thing because other people are doing a thing because someone wants a thing.   Whirrrrrr…