Words Can't Describe

by David Engelhardt on Saturday, April 16, 2011


Words Can't Describe




Nuff Said

"They Call my Dad Mr. King"

by David Engelhardt


I was laying in bed after being awakened by my kids and I found my self after a few minutes in Dream Think. Dream think is the state of mind in which you are not dreaming yet but getting close, your thoughts are on auto-pilot being led away from the newest rays of the morning sun (if of course it's morning and the suns out). I was imagining being questioned by Larry King. I Imagined it would go something like this.

(LK) Good to have you on the show today David.
(Me) Thank you Mr. King
(LK) My Father was Mr King call me Larry.
(Me) Not to be offensive but could that be considered false intimacy? By taking away formality you offer me some cheapened and certainly false form of closeness. Is there a difference if I call you Mr. or Buddy? I think there is. Isn't there a linguistic purpose assisting us in establishing relational boundaries and roles? Why Do I not call the President, "Baracky?" Because I recognize something about his position, I have and am granting a level of due honor as the King of my natural country. GK Chesterton said the beauty of Democracy takes the man who doesn't believe he has the capability to lead and forces that man to vote so he does so with fear and trepidation.
What a strange and opposite system the President smokes cigarettes and has rappers, "chill" in the white house to lower himself not in humility but in some Machiavellian sense, a false sense of connecting. Formality supports boundaries put in place to strengthen the humble, and recall humility in the strong. You don't call me, "Mr" because I force it upon you but because I in a cultural sense am a singular individual with gifts and beliefs that can strengthen you when your weak and speak wisdom into situations that are dismal. But I also am Mr. because I understand in the personal historical sense my limited capacity in your life. Now we don't call friends by their last names because we need them for more than that we need them to be historically loyal not just a righteous passerby. We bestow upon friends more intimate access to our, lives. Jesus said to the disciples, not when he first met but three years later, "now I call you frineds." We're quick to call people friends but slow to actually befriend. So Sir if you wouldn't mind I'd like to stick with Mr. King
(LK) Uh.... Let's go to commercial.

About this Blog

I recognize that most people write blogs for their own creative exercise. This is the purpose of this blog. This blog is also a bit of a dream journal, as I am one who has detailed dreams. There may well be profound thoughts or at least profound to me, if you think of any please comment-