I remember that from Ghost Rider.
Another gem from that book. He rode into a hotel area where there was a singles meetup for middle-aged people. The thing that stands out for me the most is that he mentioned their "fucking nametags". They were bussed in, and they're wearing fucking nametags.
Like real condescending shit.
Sorry dude. Not everyone can be Neil Peart from Rush, with the resources to be able to ride around for 2 1/2 years and do nothing other than get his head together. Some of us just have to do the best we can with what we have. Thank you very much.
I gave him a pass for that - he was raw from the terrible events of the past year. Perhaps it was jealousy - the hopefulness of a fulfilling relationship vs. the terrible end of one.
No question he was made bitter by those events - the little time he spent with them, only for them to die way too soon. I'm getting a bit choked up even thinking about it.
He's a guy who always considered himself smarter than most (Kurdosh interview) but there was no explaining the WHY of losing his family like he did. Talk about a mindfuck for a guy who doesn't believe in predestination, or God or what-have-you.
I feel a good deal of sympathy for the old codger.