Petty Argument Pt. II

In Part I of this two part post devoted to my good friend Josh Petty I promised that I would revisit an argument that we had recently on Instagram. For better or worse, here is Part II.

As I was putting my notes together for this blog entry, reviewing the copious comments sent back and forth between Josh Petty and me, I came to realize that the chasm between our different perspectives – with me, the Skeptic on one side and Josh, the believer on the other – was so vast and so profound that any argument spawned from that chasm was doomed ultimately to be meaningless.

Josh and I do not experience the world in the same way. Our experiences and our desires are so different that when we communicate, we are not even speaking the same language. Even when we appear to be using the same words, we are NOT, in fact, saying the same thing.

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Petty Argument Pt. I

Josh Petty was in the midst of his Jim Morrison phase. He was wearing black leather pants, without a shirt (or underwear), and holding a bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and a switchblade in the other. He even got a tattoo on his stomach that read, “Rider on the Storm,” (you know, because he was a solo rider on the storm). This is how I remember Josh stumbling through Europe while we were on tour back in the late nineties.

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