This isn’t a reference to the fast approaching winter season. This title is actually referring to my ferret Sunny, who had to be put down. She got really sick, in part due to stress from another ferret of mine, Daxter, who had to be put down in September. So I lost two pets in a matter of months, and now I’m left with my last ferret Jack. He’s younger than they were, so he has a couple more years left, if doesn’t die from stress too. It must be a shock for him. He’s been with these two ferrets for his whole life, and now they’re both, just, gone. Of course while saying this, I know I’m also projecting how I feel onto my pet. I feel shocked that they were here a second ago, and now they’re both gone. This is probably why I feel such a pull to put death in my comedy. I feel like I can’t escape it, which is completely accurate if you want to get to the truth of the matter. No one can escape death. However, Humans like to spend the time they have being alive pretending that they can. Religion was a big factor in my early years. I was raised Roman Catholic, which isn’t that surprising when I follow that up by telling you I’m Italian. Lets be honest I could have just told you I’m Italian, and you could have inferred my whole childhood. From Jesus to pasta.
For some reason this reminds me of the time I was learning about incest in graduate school. If you think that’s funny, wait till you hear the rest of this shit. So I’m sitting at home reading about incest, from the big incestor himself, Freud. And as I’m reading a paper written by him, my family is chilling around me watching a T.V. show. All of a sudden I hear some exchanges that strike me as incest laced subtext, such as “They’re the last people on earth, now they gotta start repopulating”after a short pause I hear “What are you talking about???” “They’re brother and sister!!!”. And so naturally my eyes go bug-eyed, because I’m like bugging over the fact that this shit was right on the money. I was like “YOoooooo, this shit is rrrreeeeeeeaaaalllll!!!!” I’m reading it as it’s happening simultaneously around me. Talk about synchronicity. Of course like most things in psychoanalysis, what I’m experiencing is counter-transference due to the unconscious inter-subjective field that is surrounding me. However, for this very same reason, I’m still afraid of visiting Alabama.
I know I got a little off track. Went from a dead pet to talking about “The Universe” to Freud’s view on incest. We all have our own ways of coping I guess. I love you Sunny, I dedicate this post to you, so it goes…. #sadbois