Danny-Boy is no favourite in my books . . . he was at one time probably my best friend. I knew him since I was four years old. That’s a long time. At a certain point Danny-Boy and I drifted apart. Which is, I believe, putting it mildly.
But, despite the fact that he is one of my least favourite people he is responsible in a roundabout way for two things in my life:
Both through his brief affair with a girl named Kowalski. Kowalski was friends with a bunch of nutty girls, and through Danny-Boy and her I was introduced to them. Big Mama was one of these girls . . . and a different girl who I will refer to here as “Wyatt” was another of those girls.
I’ve gone into the Big Mama connection elsewhere, so suffice to say that was the best thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life, hands down.
But, the next best thing I suppose would be my introduction to Discordianism. This happened through Wyatt, who first leant me her copy of Robert Anton Wilson’s “Schroedinger’s Cat” when I was 23 (!) – and later actually bought me “Illuminatus!” for my birthday, which led to the discovery of the Principia Discordia. I first read the Principia Discordia through a friend of Wyatt’s boyfriend, so again she was involved. The Principia Discordia led to the many many many online Discordian societies and from there to where I am today. Happier and nuttier.
May You All Have Bats In Your Belfries Forevermore.