You may remember that Karma was real big back in the 1960s and 70s, thanks to the VietNam unpleasantness and people of the free lifestyle. Its kind of made a comeback in recent years, although I dont think the concept ever completely left California.
Lately, Karma has made a big hit on television in the least expected of settings an unnamed, jerkwater town somewhere in southern wherever.
Im talking about My Name Is Earl, the funniest, most intelligent program about erstwhile poor dumb folks to come along since The Beverly Hillbillies.
His even dumber brother, Randy (played to perfection by Ethan Suplee and snubbed by the Emmy mainstream), has been following Earls lead throughout life.
These guys are essentially harmless; theyre just on the left side doing anything that would require listening to instructions and punching a time card.
Earl makes up a list of some 263 things hes done to wrong people, and upon being discharged sets out to rectify those situations whatever it takes.
His first lesson is rewarded with finding the lost winning ticket, and he sets out using the money for good.
A rather unique premise for a television comedy, deftly handled with great writing and characters, that is honestly more than funny. This show is consistently a hoot! Plus, its a hit, because apparently the network suits havent screwed it up.
Now, to my own momentary Karmic experience. We all have them every now and then, you know. Whats good is to recognize and sense these events, no matter how minor, at the moment they occur.
Okay, so Im tooling up I-55 at a reasonable clip (Im not gonna write for all the world to see that I was doin like 80MPH, because thats faster than the law allows). In my CD player is one of my personally-made road mixes, crafted to make the miles fly by like my Aurora was just floating along.
The next song to come on is the Eagles classic Take It Easy, (written
by Jackson Browne and Glenn Frey). One of its more famous verses goes:
Well Im a-standin on the corner in Winslow, Arizona
With such a fine sight to see
Its a girl, my Lord, in flatbed Ford
Slowin down to take a look at me
Long story short, just after this song began playing I looked up the road apiece and, my Lord its a flatbed Ford!
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