Hi, My name is John, so I’m told! But I haven’t found anyone that knows me, or at least no one will admit it. Why is it that when I enter a place, everyone leaves? Is it the smell from only bathing only once every couple of years? Anymore than that, my skin will start pealing and fall off. Now don’t tell me you are one of them people that take a bath once a month, need it or not!
Did you know, some people take a bath every morning? The really sick people take a second bath in the evening also. I wonder if there is a cure for people like that? Without the smell, Big Foot would never be talked about. And just think about all the odor deterrence products, room fresheners and perfumes that are manufactured to cover up the smells. If they were to stop making them, think of the people that would be put out of work. Think about the economy and the damage it would do.
So if people get up and leave when I enter a room, I say thanks for a place to sit down. When I was a really young, we had a deep hole in the ground, but there never was any water in it. We used sand to scrub the dry food off the dishes, before using them again. Sometimes we just used one plate for all fifteen of us. It cut down on a lot of wear and tear. The ground was so hard, that a hole could not be dug in the ground for the out-house. There was a dry creek bed, some distance away, but it never did have any water in it.
The Sandstone river was about sixty miles away and you had to strain the water through a cloth several times before it would flow. We had to pull up milk weed and mash it to get milk. Mother pounded wood chips and grasshoppers and a few other things, into a fine powder to use for flower to bake bread. It kind of tasted like them scrub oak bushes it came from.
And you are going to complain about a little smell, “Ha”! If any of us thought we had it rough, we were told once again, about how hard it was for our grand parents when they first arrive in this country to homestead it. There wasn’t any milk weed around and that was before the river came. The dry creek bed was there, but the Indians had left a thousand years before, and none of them had ever seen any water in the dry bed! One had to make improvements upon the land to hold title to it. But there was no government agency to tell you what that meant. Another case of the blind leading the blind in the dark.
Congress decided to build a dam up in the valley. The government would provide half the money and the country would have to provide the other half. After it was completed, a nice stream of water was running through town. That was when the city said it was on the cities land and all the water belonged to them. They established a cost per gallon and hardly anyone could afford it. If you were caught stealing water, you were punished for it. One guy was caught taking a sip of water out of the creek and he was sentenced to one thousand hours of free labor for the city. If you break one law, you get punished for breaking six of them. That’s the way our laws work! We requested free water, but we couldn’t meet the requirements. One’s income had to meet certain limits, Ours was either too small or too high. I’m not sure. They said we were white and Custer was white, so we were out of luck. City hall is run by Indians and they outnumber us white guys, ten to one. Custer was Irish, but he had so damn many arrows in him, you really couldn’t tell. With all the untold stories, you don’t know what to believe.
If you don’t mind , I would like to give you some free advice, Take a bath and use soap before you get close to others. If you want free water, you have to leave this country. I think Canada is the closet place with enough water.
Mom, I am on my way home, catch that dam cat and put her in her cage! I have a can of tuna for our supper. What was that, they said about a flood ???
Ben R. Bauer
Did you know, some people take a bath every morning? The really sick people take a second bath in the evening also. I wonder if there is a cure for people like that? Without the smell, Big Foot would never be talked about. And just think about all the odor deterrence products, room fresheners and perfumes that are manufactured to cover up the smells. If they were to stop making them, think of the people that would be put out of work. Think about the economy and the damage it would do.
So if people get up and leave when I enter a room, I say thanks for a place to sit down. When I was a really young, we had a deep hole in the ground, but there never was any water in it. We used sand to scrub the dry food off the dishes, before using them again. Sometimes we just used one plate for all fifteen of us. It cut down on a lot of wear and tear. The ground was so hard, that a hole could not be dug in the ground for the out-house. There was a dry creek bed, some distance away, but it never did have any water in it.
The Sandstone river was about sixty miles away and you had to strain the water through a cloth several times before it would flow. We had to pull up milk weed and mash it to get milk. Mother pounded wood chips and grasshoppers and a few other things, into a fine powder to use for flower to bake bread. It kind of tasted like them scrub oak bushes it came from.
And you are going to complain about a little smell, “Ha”! If any of us thought we had it rough, we were told once again, about how hard it was for our grand parents when they first arrive in this country to homestead it. There wasn’t any milk weed around and that was before the river came. The dry creek bed was there, but the Indians had left a thousand years before, and none of them had ever seen any water in the dry bed! One had to make improvements upon the land to hold title to it. But there was no government agency to tell you what that meant. Another case of the blind leading the blind in the dark.
Congress decided to build a dam up in the valley. The government would provide half the money and the country would have to provide the other half. After it was completed, a nice stream of water was running through town. That was when the city said it was on the cities land and all the water belonged to them. They established a cost per gallon and hardly anyone could afford it. If you were caught stealing water, you were punished for it. One guy was caught taking a sip of water out of the creek and he was sentenced to one thousand hours of free labor for the city. If you break one law, you get punished for breaking six of them. That’s the way our laws work! We requested free water, but we couldn’t meet the requirements. One’s income had to meet certain limits, Ours was either too small or too high. I’m not sure. They said we were white and Custer was white, so we were out of luck. City hall is run by Indians and they outnumber us white guys, ten to one. Custer was Irish, but he had so damn many arrows in him, you really couldn’t tell. With all the untold stories, you don’t know what to believe.
If you don’t mind , I would like to give you some free advice, Take a bath and use soap before you get close to others. If you want free water, you have to leave this country. I think Canada is the closet place with enough water.
Mom, I am on my way home, catch that dam cat and put her in her cage! I have a can of tuna for our supper. What was that, they said about a flood ???
Ben R. Bauer
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