Captain's Phlog 2020.01.22 ____________________________________________________________ "Billy felt that he had spoken soaringly. He was baffled when he saw the Tralfamadorians close their little hands on their eyes. He knew from past experience what this meant: He was being stupid." -Slaughterhouse-Five Last week I cut my own hair for the first time. Having just come from a barber two days earlier, it was just a trim. I figured that the best time to have a go at it was when it was pretty near perfect already. I feel it went well though I was left with a slightly unruly look that Im not really used to - having rocked a side part for most of half a century (we wont discuss the mullet). I took this drastic measure because reasons. I go to barbers, not stylists. I dont know why except that's just what I'd always done. My grampa did so why mess with perfection? In fact I've used the same barber for nearly two decades. He was also the owner of a hobby shop I managed in the '90s. Last year he started wintering in Florida and I had to make other arrangements for a couple of cuts. I went to the closest barber - one floor up from my current workplace once - and I went to my wife's lifelong beautician once. This time I tried the other barber in town. Now I'm going solo. There's a thing about barber shops. They're inherently conservative and stalwart bastions of the patriarchy. I ain't no snowflake but I can not abide stupid people. As you probably already noticed from my posts I'm an Anarcho-Communist. Guess what? Barbers and their customers skew right-wing-dumbfuck! Now I'm not playing favorites, theres plenty of stupid in the liberal caucus as well. I just have yet to discover the place where they get their hair cut so I haven't needed to avoid it yet. These people don't 'trigger' me. I've never felt triggered actually. I just can't stand listening to stupid and guess what you get with a maga hat in the corner and a cork board showcasing a collection of police department patches? Yes. Pure 'murican values by God! (just ignore the titty calendar by the sink) Stupid people disappoint me because we can be so much more and I just close my hand over my eye. So it goes. Thus ends my tail.