Arrows to the Knees

By Darragh|Blog|3 Comments

I was an adventurer once, then I took an arrow to the knee.

Feeling insecure is such an unfamiliar sensation. I’ve been blessed to have experienced a life of relative safety, and even when I drunkenly walked around the streets of Cusco, Peru in a pair of rainbow striped long johns, I never actually ever though I was in serious danger from anyone other than my drunken self.

But, thanks to a burglar, who broke into me and my girlfriend’s rental home on the last work day before Christmas last year, I’ve been reduced to a quivering mess. Not only did this brazen individual steel our personal belongings, including my prized cream Fender Telecaster (pictured below) and a copy of Skyrim (though I think my girlfriend might be secretly pleased about that one), but also managed to reduce me to a state of paranoia, and I now live with this unnerving fortress mentality.

My Telecaster

Having never been robbed before, my state of mind has been I’ve hardly left the house during my ten days holidays, and I’ve wallowed in this frustrating existence of fear and anger that has meant 2011 ended in a terrible fashion.

I recall being told of a famous quote by Greek philosopher and famous public masturbator Diogenes of Sinope that went along that ‘material goods will make slaves of us’. While I can’t track down a reliable reference – it might not even exist – but regardless, the idea behind it has some value.

I can’t help but feeling that this need to protect my goods results in endless patrolling of the my residence, baseball bat close to hand. I am inches away from becoming that crazy Christian Brother who used to live at my old primary school and allegedly chased kids with a shotgun loaded with rocks and gravel.

Speaking of which, if any Brisbane musician or otherwise spies a cream white Japanese telecaster for sale around Brisbane, I’d be grateful if you could me know.