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Have It Your Way
DSM IV Meets Sid Vicious

From EGR: What It Will Say, May 11, 2002.

And what does this say about you? About me? And what does that say about us? About us. What it says about us is once upon a time...

And even then I couldn't stop myself. Couldn't let it go. "Sinatra was a ruthless thug," I said.

"So what," she said. "I like his voice."

So what. So I'm writing tonight. So voice is a word that has special meaning for me, though I've given up trying to unpack it. The most profound meanings are often discovered in the most trivial use. Like the unselfconscious patois of the street. Like a freight train passing by a stream bed. I'm reading about solfege, telephony. The sun is going down. I'm going out right now to get my hands on Sid & Nancy. Gotta watch that again. I never gave a fuck about the Sex Pistols, which seems appropriate, don't you think? Until that scene where Oldman's doing Vicious doing Sinatra. It stopped my mind. Years ago. And it struck me again just now as my Rosetta Stone. Art from the ashes, the flashes, your lashes. Eyeless in Gaza. In Alexandria. In trance. I see London, baby, I see France. Intravenous ad altare Dei. Mix it, fix it, take a hit. You know how this shit works.

Voice. Don't leave home without it.

That's the delta. The so in so what. Remember Mekong? The Rat Pack? Frank and Dean and Sammy and say, look at that, JFK. Dead Kennedys partying while the napalmed world burned down. Day and night. Night and day. And will you take your apocalypse now, Mr. Kurtz?

I did it my way, the guy says. Your sleek self-confident blue-eyed boy, and underneath, an arrogant urbane brutality. Swingin. Cool. As cold as they come. Where's the love in Sinatra's love songs, I'm wondering. Where's my M-1? I wonder how he treated his women in Vegas. Like a gentleman, no doubt. Like one-a the guys. Like Luciano and Giancana. Smooth operators all. Made in the shade. And between Sade and de Sade falls the shadow. And shall I wear my trousers rolled? And will we pass this way again? And meanwhile Iggy's going love in the middle of a firefight on search & destroy. And I've been walking point long enough and I've been destroyed enough now thanks and I don't want no more of this, no more. Hueys coming in for evac. Rotorwash pushing the jungle back for a second, so deep they keep coming on, so many so angry no place to hide to run... I wake up screaming. And whew. Good thing it was only a dream. God bless America. Good thing we did it your way.

Regrets? Not me. Fuck you, Frank.

Individuals with Narcissistic Personality Disorder often have a grandiose view of themselves, a need for admiration, and a lack of empathy that begins by early adulthood and is present in various situations. These individuals are very demanding in their relationships. This pattern is indicated by five (or more) of the following (from DSM IV, American Psychiatric Association, 1994). Individuals who don't give a flying fuck about your sagging ass often laugh at your high-horse bullshit. This extreme lack of sympathy typically sets in after one too many of your fucking entitlement tantrums and is indicated by five (or more) of the following (from "My Way" as performed by Sid Vicious on The Great Rock & Roll Swindle, 1979, or by Gary Oldman on Sid & Nancy: Love Kills, 1986).
1. Has an inflated sense of self-importance (e.g., exaggerates achievements and talents, expects to be recognized as superior without corresponding achievements). and now, the end is near
and so i face the final curtain, ha ha ha
you cunt, i'm not a queer
i'll state my case, of which i'm certain
2. Is overly concerned with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love. i've lived a life that's full
and each and every highway
and more, much more than this
i did it my way
3. Believes she is "special" and unique and can only be understood by, or should associate with, other special or high-status people (or institutions). regrets, i've had a few
but then again, too few to mention
but dig, what i had to do
i saw it through without intention
4. Requires excessive admiration. Is often an "artist" or calligrapher. of that, take care and just
be careful along the highway
and more, much more than this
i did it my way
5. Has a sense of entitlement, i.e., unreasonable expectations of very positive treatment or automatic compliance with her expectations. there were times,
i'm sure you knew
when there was nothing
fuck all else to do
6. Takes advantage of others to achieve her own ends. but through it all,
when there was doubt
i shot it up or kicked it out
i fought the war just as before
and did it my way
7. Lacks empathy: is unwilling to identify with the feelings and needs of others. knocked out in bed last night
i've had my fill, my share of looting
and now, the tears subside
i find it all so amusing
8. Is often jealous of others or believes that others are jealous of her. to think, i killed a cat
and may i say, oh no not their way
but no, no no, not me
i did it my way
9. Shows arrogant or domineering behaviors or attitudes. for what is a brat, what has he got
when he finds out that he cannot
say the things he truly thinks
but only words, not what he feels
the record shows, i've got no clothes.
i did it myyyyyyyy waaaaay...

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