the memory of you, dying

Perfume seeping into blackness
Death has me in a gasp -

the rustle of your gown, brushing
quickly against my reaching fingers

must let your argument out,
i hear it bouncing off my thoughts

the ache lingers deliciously,
the taste metallic

in flashes of life
i see you,
i'm cold
- numbed

homer sapien

homer simpson is a hero.
actually, he might even be a superhero.

homer is a klutz.
yes. so?
he knows he's clumsy. he may blow up the nuclear power plant at any moment, agreed... but he isn't ever malicious. which is more than i can say about a lot of people i know. he actually shows up for work ( which is more than i can say for myself on a bad day! ). he's actually loved by his mates and colleagues ( alright, alright, i'll admit i get on with a few of mine).

homer is a loser.
or so they say. things are always going wrong, yes. but i think he's the classic underdog. the guy who's not 'good' at anything. he's the guy that makes 'mere mortals' feel good about themselves. so he isn't the absolute epitome of intelligence, he's not the paragon of virtue, he's not the poster boy for baywatch, and he's not the CEO of the nuclear power plant that he's constantly trying to blow up.
but he makes second best seem alright. in fact, he makes being a nobody seem positively cool. im tired of winners. the constant pressure that people are under to "achieve". the rats who are so busy running the race, that they dont care anymore to stop and smell the cheese.

homer is a crazy dad.
he cant remember his kids' names, he's constantly in a fit because of bart, always forgetting lisa even exists, and calls maggie mini-lisa! ( my dad still gets victor and me mixed up! ). Supernanny must be bursting vessels every time she watches homer trying to deal with his kids. psychologists must think that those kids are headed for a dysfunctional adulthood ( its always your dysfunctional childhood to blame, isn't it? ). but most parents start off that way. there is no "right way " to bring up your kids, is there? he loves them. and does his darndest. worked with my parents didn't it? ( well, alright, bad example. but im not totally kooky. i swear. its only the weekends)

homer is good for nothing.
he sings in a quartet. 'the be sharps' ( i love the punny ones. especially when they win grammy awards! )
he met bono. and spoke at a U2 concert. as Commissioner of Springfield Sanitation.
he fell over aerosmith at moe's. so he can claim to have close personal contact with steven tyler.
he's been capital city capitals' baseball team mascot... and run onto the field during a game.
he's been an astronaut, car designer, blackjack dealer, internet entrepreneur, town crier and inventor.
i must say that these are all things i ve wanted to be at different times in my life.


homer is lovable.
homer is the underdog who we're always rooting for.
homer stands for all the guys who try.
and all the loser ones. and all the ones who think they have no friends.
and all the ones who dont believe romance is for them.
if marge can love homey, the way she does, then all those cliches about love and romance must be true.
it must be what's inside that counts. cos pizza stained, burpy, beer guzzling slob did alright.


but, then again, is he my hero?
are we backing him just because we are too afraid to try and better ourselves?
do we condone his slobbish laziness because it makes us feel better in comparison?
and is he the role model we want to emulate?
is this the perpetuation of the great equalizer that mediocrity is?

i do love homer.
and i think the writers are geniously funny.
and i dont quite know if he inspires me to be better, or gives me an excuse to laze.
am i like ned flanders, apu nahasapeemapetilon, marge simpson, or barney gumble?
am i good & caring, focussed & workaholic, loving & true, or just a lazy slob?
personally, i find myself like lisa. foolishly idealistic. but trying, all the same.

and you thought this was just another show that you watched?