hickonfire

River People

On the way home from yet another creepy Wal-Mart shopping trip, I decided to crank the radio in a desperate attempt to shake the whole experience from my memory. It didn’t work. The demon was too strong on this night. I settled on a “home of new rock” station that was playing CCR’s “Proud Mary.” Oh the pain, it just won’t stop.
“You don’t have to worry if you don’t have no money
People on the river are happy to give”
In my experience, this is true. River people do help each other out. It’s all for one and one for all UNTIL one of them gets a dollar or two ahead of the others. Then my friends, all hell breaks loose. Pretty soon everybody in the bottom is talkin’ ‘bout you like you’re a damn dog. Rumors fly, the one-finger-country waves trail off, picnic invites fall away, jumper cables can’t be found, women get after the man, men get after the woman. C’mon Fogerty, tell it like it is: “People on the river are happy to give you a bunch of shit if you got somethin' they ain’t got or you’re on their property.”

posted by hickonfire @ 10:25 PM