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When visiting castles and such with tourists around, I was dressed like a nomad - rough and ready, and did not have to converse with anybody; because one did not readily start conversation, when one did not know if the other spoke same. So if not speaking English, I only knew them by the sound of language, and not by what was said. It was the sound of Nationality.
I remember it was Sunday morning in Song Lake, sunny and I was living in what was my grandfather's bedroom in all but the summer listening to my radio, and on some Sunday-morning morality show or other, a man was talking about a universal ethic that certain gentlemen had, that was not worn in dress, class or status, but was carried in a certain quiet demeanor and mannerism. I premised the concept as everybody is equal. He said a universal ethic that they recognized and understood in certain others. Of course I and these premised others, recognized that only we, as some were equivalent; that most people didn't see things that way. We were outside of time, outside the biological time-machine. We are the same and thus treat each other equally and each each olther by eye.
That is about all he said, but it stuck with me even to this day as just illustrated; and so it became a concept, as a context that I looked for and emulated myself. In the end it comes down to truth - and what does it matter. Such is such, although it took me a long time to make the complete transition, to total admission. I admit the truth. And then a further stipulation. This is who I am and "What me worry", but I love it all; it is so much fun.
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