FRACTURED FAIRY TALES


Do you remember

the cartoon series The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show It ran from 1959 -1964.  First it was called Rocky and His Friends for the first two seasons then The Bullwinkle Show.  No explanation of why Rocky was removed as the headliner because he was the smart one of the duo.

No. This isn’t about a moose or a squirrel but the title of this piece did come from a feature on the show called Fractured Fairy Tales.  They were traditional tales with a wry sarcastic twist and never ended the same way the original story did.  They were hysterically funny, usually reflecting a current social issue.  This cartoon was crude animation, even for it’s day.  The scripts were definitely not for children; over 50 years ago and I still remember them!  That’s saying something.

What sparked this essay was a new friend of mine.  He saves people from getting evicted from their homes, saves them from foreclosure and even gets houses back that have been bought by the bank.  He is a crackerjack Hero, knows the fraud and knows the real laws that reclaim our greatest possession, our homes.  But these processes take time, never mind getting them off the ground to begin with.

He zeroes-out credit card debt.  His payment is flexible according to what the traffic can bare:  Humanitarian, he calls it.  This person is building an empire and travels all over the world making connections with his resources.  But there is a giant flaw.  He makes agreements to resolve problems big and small… but doesn’t get to them for months.  Agreements have no size parameters.  Just like a Course in Miracles teaches:  There is no big or small degree of lying.  Ditto for Agreements:  There is no degree of Agreements.  An Agreement is an Agreement.  A man is as good as his word!  He offers to pay for something that is very time sensitive and doesn’t pay it until the deadline is way past and the client has to borrow money to pay it by their self.  Yes.  This is my personal experience

When he gives you a time to call him, pulse races as the clock ticks its approach.  The call is placed and the recording comes on to leave voice mail; ‘the voice mail is full’.  Every time… It’s never not full.  From wherever he is, he sees the call and texts back ‘am in a meeting. Call at 9:30 tonight.  Or 10:00. Or 11:00’. Call made – go back to square one or ground zero… which ever you prefer.  Whatever you chose, he is never available.

Perchance a connection is made, after walking around the condo holding the cell phone and ear plugs and tape recorder all day in case he does call, using toothpicks to hold my eyes open past 11:00 pm, I ask “did you read the texts” ?  He replies, “not all of them, no, maybe I did, yes I did”.  Uh Huh.

Whenever I write something his reply is, “I think I read three lines and someone walked into the office and I got distracted and forgot about it.”  This pattern emerges.  The Fractional Functionality.  Just like Fractional Banking? Never completes reading anything.  Never completes an agreement before he takes on another ‘emergency’, putting the agreement he was paid for three months ago pushing it further and further down the line.  Three months in and it still isn’t done.

The guy is a good guy.

May not sound like it but he wants to help.  If I was his coach the story goes like this:

In 2001 I was in Arle, France, Vincent’s city. 

The digital wallet hard drive I had 1500 images stored on fell and hit the concrete floor.  After returning home, I sent it out to retrieve the images for $500.  The CD was mailed back, revered, with truncated [broken] images on most of them.  My reaction was “shit, they are ruined”.  The box of CD’s was forgotten in the garage.  How do I know?  In 2012, packing to move, I discovered the box, much to my surprise, like Manna from Heaven.  Shoving the CD in the Mac, 11 years later, the same broken, split, fractured images appeared on the screen.  This time I exclaimed, “WOW!  These are treasures.  They are fabulous!”  I sent four out to be printed on gallery wrap canvases 16X20, and applied gold metal leaf to them.  The four canvases made their way into a few of my gallery shows under the title FRACTURED FAIRYTALES:  Arle, France. Thank you Rocky and Bullwinkle!

A ‘truncated’ image…

is a digital framework of pixels that make a recognizable picture.  When jolted in a fall, the pixels shatter into narrow columns with jagged, stair-step edges.  Imagine a traditional image cut into strips.  The strips are staggered so the edge looks like steps.  It is very abstracted, yet you can still tell what you are looking at with a little concentration.

Relating these ‘truncated images’ to my friend, he is truncated.  He is in strips that don’t connect or reconfigure into wholeness or completion. Each job he takes on had many multiple aspects that only he can connect, thus his staff of worker bees always have to call him for instructions what to do next. On his way to creating his empire He starts a job and keeps piling other jobs on top of it, like having a pie with limitless slices.

The only thing is,

in an empire, the king has peons to do his work and he is there to answer the big questions, leading the worker bees to a better solution and the workers generally have enough knowledge to complete a task autonomously. No matter how many staff he hires, his agreements are still not fulfilled in any way shape or form.  If he says six weeks ago “your paperwork is done, the girls in the office have it” the paperwork has not seen hide nor hair of.

Four attempts

at a conversation in one day, including 10 minute pauses to talk to another incoming call, the picture gets more and more truncated. When he is in the home office, the office girls try to take his cell phone away so he can complete a transaction.  Otherwise it’s hopeless!  Perhaps he is addicted to the adrenaline of the stress he creates.  At least he is consistent in his fragmentation.  Intention is one thing.  Actualization is another.  Nothing gets accomplished on the call.  A new day and time next day is made.  The call is placed and no answer.  No answer to the text.  Why do I stay?  Because I don’t know anyone else who does what he does and when he completes the work, always has successes.  He is the 6th source since 2011. By the way he is adorable!

This truncated man?  His multiple marriages and relationships mirror what his life style patterns are, obvious to a wise woman.  Like my truncated photographic images this truncated man’s work and personal relationships are not working.  Unless he slows down, regroups, takes a class in real time management, but he is the one who must consider it necessary to fulfill his agreements… If you don’t change the way you do things, then the things you do  won’t change. 

 

 

 

 

We have the story of tradition broken up into truncated strips,

unfinished business, literally…

only time will tell the outcome, or not. 

Fractured Fairy Tales…

the unrequited ending,

or

happily ever after on a path no one would ever imagine! 

What ending are you creating?