Jabulani Jonny

Right now I’m sitting in a kind of high fallutin country club in Columbus getting ready to play golf. Listening to the conversations and observing the attitudes of the high fallutin men around me makes me want to vomit. It makes me wonder how I got here from being a rock-climber, fly-fishing guide, singer-songwriter. I can smell the pride and arrogance. Am I more sensitive to it because I may exude the same in the same setting? I have a fear that it may be true. If I look honestly, I can be pompous, arrogant, shallow and uncaring of the true needs of this world. When I see it reflected back at me it makes me sick. Here’s to a good afternoon round of golf. Bleh.