cordilleran
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Joined: 2/13/2008 From: Walla Walla, Washington Status: offline
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Again, it illustrates whom we choose as friends. There's a real piece of crafty creativity here in the Northwest that does his metal detecting at night, without permission. Claims he's a coward to ask, but an expert in the craft. He also detects graveyards --only at night. Saw him the other day pushing a stolen shopping cart down the street. Being that he's a street punk at 57, it didn't take long to figger here's a person who doesn't fit in with what I hold as responsible and right. Another character. Strictly a commercial privy pit digger. No means of regular income and uses his vast "worldly" acclaim as a outhouse locator to sucker others to fund his digs in luctative sites. Claims to have been a digger since the early 1990s, but doesn't give a squib about collecting bottles personally. Doesn't know squat about bottles, but to listen to him you's swear he's an Antiques Roadshow know-it-all. Both these walking embodiments of human curiosity share a common genotype. One is more assertive in presentation but equally lacking in imagination and passion. Call me a purist but I don't lend much creedence to value. I've been collecting "junk" glass for 40 years and digging it. When mindless greed enters the mix it tends to sour the mash and both these recently encountered specimens illume what is truly foul with what should otherwise be viewed as a hobby. Hell, if one wishes to be a grave digger, bone up on rudimentary cultural anthropology and hit some Amerindian villiage sites with a big blade. It's more lucrative, albeit illegal, certainly more adrenaline-pumping than purloining a few worthless coins in a cemetery or cajoling some (ignorant and trusting) local souls into digging some pisser pits for a few bottles based on one's expansive (and effluvient) knowledge of things antiquarian.
< Message edited by cordilleran -- 6/18/2008 3:39:47 AM >
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