As Carl Sagan used to say, we are ALL stardust in this vast universe of Billions of stars...Everyone we know, including a couple of gentlemen loafers in Glenwood Springs as they carve out a meager existence in this cruel, misrable life, are Starstuff...
Lets look in on Chris Myers as he kvetches on the nature of Homo Sapiens; his bitterness shows in his cynical opinion of his fellow humans and the hard, cold truth of his sad lot in life.
Chris runs into his old friend,
lifelong hobo, Hard-Luck Ray Dunaway, who has some thoughts on the catch 2
2 of getting ahead, and even finding a meager job.
"It's a wicked-ass game", Ray informs Chris as he describes the daily ordeal of being a homeless man in contemporary America.
Even a place like Haiti with its poverty and 'Yooricaines', seems pleasant compered to the difficulty of living in a C
ave in a resort town in western Colorado.
Long gone, but not forgotten, Local legends in the Roaring Fork Valley in Colorado, Chris Myers and Ray "Speedbump" Dunaway are still with us in memory.
Are you out there in the ether, Chris?
Let us know... You are NOT a pathetic wimp...!
Filmed by S
am Klemke from a van down by the river in summer of 1989
in a vat of
Trombone Molasses
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