Jeremy Bentham’s Head Fell Off

Jeremy Bentham was an interesting guy who advocated for things like equal rights for women and the abolition of slavery.

Among the many other important things Jeremy Bentham accomplished I also learned that he had written into his Will that his body be preserved, stored in a cabinet and brought out for special board meetings.

Then one day his head, which was not preserved well…fell off. So they made a wax one and stuck his real head between his feet ( see picture above) .

Jeremy Bentham’s Head

I’m sorry to say I couldn’t have made this stuff up…

darn it.

Jeremy Bentham (26 February [O.S. 15 February 15] 1748) – June 6, 1832) was an English jurist, philosopher, and legal and social reformer. He was a political radical and a leading theorist in Anglo-American philosophy of law. He is best known as an early advocate of utilitarianism and fair treatment of animals who influenced the development of liberalism.

Some Conversations Were Born To Die

RDP Thursday- Brandish

 

My neighbor,  loves his guns as much as he loves his truck and sometimes he loves them both a little more then he loves his girlfriend.

I stress sometimes.

My neighbor, who fears everything from the water supply to concerns about people who drive electric cars and vote for democrats   tried to convince me I need a gun to protect myself from the evils of the world and that in the end I might love it as much as my Jeep and my dog, ( ha! fat chance )I’m pulling your leg. He didn’t say that. But it wouldn’t have surprised me if he had.

Education, he said as I gave him my full attention, was the key to being a responsible gun owner. If you understood how to handle them you wouldn’t be scared to own one.

So one day at the dog park he gave me a little talk about gun safety.

My takeaway- don’t point it at your face when you are talking and whatever you do, don’t take it out and wave it around because that’s brandishing and THAT is against the law. Plus it’s not safe.

I agreed.

His dog and my dog were peeing on a tree together and I thought how easy it was for dogs.  Did they have to go to meetings or join Facebook groups, or pay dues to a club in order to decide where and how to mark their territory and then defend it?

They do not.

They sniff, they lift their leg, they whiz and voila!  It’s theirs. Easy Peasy.

So. I said, where do you point it? Like how do I decide to aim for the foot or the head or the chest? How long do I have to decide if I need to do a kill shot or a I’m going to hurt you real bad type shot.

Ho Ho Ho, you’re no sniper he says. Just aim and shoot.

Seriously I said. Where do I aim?

I’m a whiz at finding internal organs, I assured him. As a matter of fact, I was paid a tidy sum for that knowledge in the past. So. How do I make that choice? Because really,  I can find those babies in a snap- that would be no problem for me. I was being serious I said. How do people know which organ to aim for?

It comes down to safety. He said blinking really hard. You have to protect yourself, he said. But I could tell he heard the bit about me getting paid for knowing my way around your innards and I’m pretty sure he felt we had gone off topic.

We watched our dogs some more and then I put my finger out and touched his collar bone.

” That’s your subclavian artery. ” I said right there in the dog park as we sat on the park bench.

I did not flinch. I did not laugh. I just pushed down a tiny bit.

” It’s really  simple to find, if you know where to look.”

We went back to watching our dogs run around and play and we never talked about guns again.

 

Month of Love #4

Paula Light’s challenge: , “Let’s celebrate the month of lurve (aka love) by posting one thing we love every day throughout February.

A few

weeks ago I saw this little painted rock on a railing at the train station:

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I thought it was cute and I wondered what it was about, so one day I picked it  up and turned it over and saw this:

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I was curious about the ‘why’ ,  so I put it in my pocket and thought I might write about it.

I assumed FB painted on the back of the rock meant Facebook, but for some reason I didn’t latch onto that bit of info. I was, as I have been for awhile,  distracted.

And then a few days ago, I found this rock ( which is shaped like an egg and about the size of an extra large one ) near my mailbox.

As you can see it has a Halloween theme and I LOVE Halloween.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

So then I went on line to figure out what this was all about.

Actually I went to Facebook and I found this:

Puyallup Rocks is a Community Arts Group that Spreads Joy through the community with random acts of kindness through Art abandonment in the form of Art Rocks. Its a very simple concept, Paint a rock, Tag your rock with Puyallup Rocks (or another home group), Hide a Rock, Find a Rock, Post a Picture of your rocks (hides and finds). You can keep or re-hide the rocks you find but we ask that you keep spreading the love by painting more rocks to hide or eventually re-hiding most of the rocks you find. Puyallup Rocks is part of a Nation wide movement that is rumored to have started here in Washington, and has spread across the country like wild fire, we are even starting to see groups pop up in other countries (we love to see rocks travel) .

Well I am in LOVE with this idea.

I wish I could draw or paint but I can’t. I’m pretty awful at it. I even suck at taking pictures and the camera does most of the work.

Anyway, there’s clues about where to go look for these treasures on the Facebook page, but I can’t add to the adventure in a meaningful way, so I think I’m going to keep my eyes peeled and when I run across these nifty gifts I will give them a place of honor with my gargoyle collection.

But if you are so inclined- check it out HERE  and join the fun!

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