Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Whars Jimmy?



There once was a man named Jimmy Bastard, a blogger, a Glaswegian, a hoops lover. He was a reformed fighter who claimed that the "Pen is mightier than the sword, unless the pen was stuck in your back." His words were inspiring and somewhat devout as if sitting in a new age church with a minister that swung a big stick. He spoke of harshness and hard people, he spewed words like addict, cold, useless and misery.
His poetic words were of strength as if written with a clenched fist rather than an open hand. Upon finishing a Jimmy Bastard piece it felt like a punch in the face on a frigid Glasgow day - stinging warm yet still ice cold and painful.
Jimmy Bastard seemed to know life from its hardest knocks to its finest pleasures and now he is gone.
Off to rekindle his fire? sickened by the so called cult of followers? Sometimes I wonder what happened to Jimmy Bastard I wonder if someday he will pull that pen out of where ever he stuck it and ink some more legendary Glesgae street banter.
Who knows if he was even real, he may have been the dark part of someones imagination.

Eh dinna ken aboot whut haipened tae thi man.


10 comments:

  1. Yeah, I miss Jimmy too.

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  2. Was HE real?

    I sure fuckin' hope so!

    He owes me many a round pal! :¬)

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  3. Map, I will gladly settle his tab next time you are state side.
    Cheers, Sausage...

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  4. I hope he comes back too... I miss his presence. Thanks for thinking of him.

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  5. Amen to that.

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  6. his presence is surely missed but his spirit remains a part of our hearts - he is not gone, just away a bit - the phoenix will surely rise again, this i know!

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  7. Ah dinna ken, either.

    But I miss him.

    Pearl

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  8. His spirit is around.

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  9. And poof! He's gone again. Where is that boy? I miss him.

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