Episode 9

Connections

The Three-Headed Man explores connectedness. From this topic springs the topics of perception, permanent hurts, and death.

"They're alive too," says Jimmy. We know this when we connect. To give a concrete story to explain himself, Jimmy recounts a story of connecting to his dog, Skinny.

What level of connection is needed to connect to all living things? asks Jazzy. What is alive and perceiving things? Where does the thing that is perceiving things inside this body, where does it go after death?

"Perception is connection," says Jimmy.

When Jazzy moves to Canada, he receives advice from a friend. He is told, "If you ever get into trouble, start talking about hockey."

Phreddie explains teaching and connecting through Zoom, telling the other heads that he has had to change his shape in order to connect to his Asian middle school students. He continues by retelling an experiment he has performed. He describes the basic and restrictive roles that are performed in casual interactions with students and retail clerks. Teachers and students. Clerks and customers. These are the roles that limit our connections with each other.

Jazzy asks about farts. Farts are able to break the roles we play. Phreddie responds by telling how a fart can blow-up the classroom, and disrupt the flow of learning. They can be destructive, like a bomb.

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Fred M Schill

I like to do. I like to make things. And, I like telling stories. I tell stories to myself and to others.

First, a short biography, which is, of course, is a story. I was born in Cleveland, played sports, and attended university. Later, after a few years in the radio business, I returned to university to study education and literature.

With a teaching certificate in my file folder, I began working in high schools, first as a strike-breaking scab substitute teacher in Cleveland's far suburbs, and then in Chicago, mostly in private high schools.

Cleveland and Chicago. My two main towns, and I escaped them both. Presently, I live in a tiny, isolated, mountain village in Spain. I am reluctant to write the name of the town because I don't like tourists. When the tourists arrive, they look at me as if I am an animal in a zoo.