Svona byrja\u00f0i rith\u00f6fundarferill Bills Holm sem var mestur rith\u00f6fundur \u00edslenskur \u00e1 enska tungu um okkar daga. Bill var lj\u00f3\u00f0skaldi\u00f0 sem skrifa\u00f0i svo magna\u00f0an pr\u00f3sa a\u00f0 hann vakti hina dau\u00f0u til l\u00edfsins. Mannl\u00edfsl\u00fdsingar dregnar f\u00e1um sterkum dr\u00e1ttum vekja til l\u00edfsins pers\u00f3nur sem g\u00e6tu bori\u00f0 uppi n\u00fdjar \u00cdslendingas\u00f6gur. Sagan af konunni sem \u00f3l \u00f6nn fyrir \u00f6llum hinum \u00ed \u00feorpinu, hj\u00fakra\u00f0i hinum sj\u00faku, anna\u00f0ist hina \u00f6ldru\u00f0u \u00ed einsemd \u00feeirra og f\u00f3stra\u00f0i ungvi\u00f0i\u00f0, sagan s\u00fa er af \u00feessu taginu. \u00deegar h\u00fan svo f\u00e9ll fr\u00e1 eftir f\u00f3rnf\u00fast starf og langa \u00e6vi kom \u00e1 daginn a\u00f0 \u00feessi kona las heimsb\u00f3kmenntir \u00e1 fj\u00f3rum e\u00f0a fimm tungum\u00e1lum og spila\u00f0i m\u00fas\u00edk sem var \u00e6ttu\u00f0 \u00far konserts\u00f6lum heimsborganna og haf\u00f0i aldrei heyrst \u00ed endalausri flatneskju l\u00e1ggr\u00f3\u00f0ursins \u00e1 gresjunni.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n
E\u00f0a sagan af smi\u00f0num sem allt l\u00e9k \u00ed h\u00f6ndunum \u00e1 og st\u00f3\u00f0 fyrir \u00f6llum mannvirkjum \u00ed \u00feorpinu og n\u00e6rliggjandi bygg\u00f0arl\u00f6gum en hvarf alltaf sporlaust \u00ferj\u00e1 m\u00e1nu\u00f0i \u00e1 hverjum vetri og enginn vissi hvert hann f\u00f3r. En \u00feegar hann birtist aftur \u00e1 brautarpallinum, n\u00fdstiginn \u00fat \u00far lestinni \u00fe\u00e1 haf\u00f0i hann \u00ed eftirdragi n\u00ed\u00f0\u00feunga kistu fulla af heimsb\u00f3kmenntum sem h\u00e9ldu honum gangandi vi\u00f0 sm\u00ed\u00f0arnar \u00feanga\u00f0 til hann l\u00e9t sig hverfa \u00e1 n\u00fd. \u00dea\u00f0 var svo best var\u00f0veitta leyndarm\u00e1li\u00f0 \u00ed pl\u00e1ssinu og var\u00f0 ekki upplj\u00f3stra\u00f0 fyrr en b\u00e6\u00f0i voru horfin \u00e1 vit forfe\u00f0ranna a\u00f0 \u00feau tv\u00f6 h\u00f6f\u00f0u l\u00f6ngum skipst \u00e1 br\u00e9fum sem voru b\u00f3kmenntir \u00fat af fyrir sig. En ef lei\u00f0ir \u00feeirra l\u00e1gu saman \u00e1 g\u00f6tu lyfti hann hattinum kurteislega og h\u00fan gaf honum kannski auga \u00e1 laun. Anna\u00f0 og meira var \u00fea\u00f0 n\u00fa ekki hversdagslega.<\/p>\n
Sk\u00e1ldskapur Bills, lj\u00f3\u00f0, sm\u00e1s\u00f6gur, sk\u00e1lds\u00f6gur, esseyjur, \u00e1drepur, gagnr\u00fdni, hugvekjur \u2013 allt bar \u00feetta h\u00f6fundareinkenni hans. Hann var har\u00f0ur \u00e1 ytra bor\u00f0 en funheitur hi\u00f0 innra. Sums\u00e9 eldur og \u00eds. \u00dea\u00f0 g\u00e1tu brotist \u00fat meirih\u00e1ttar eldgos og h\u00e1skalegar jar\u00f0hr\u00e6ringar. Inn \u00e1 milli l\u00far\u00f0i eldfjalli\u00f0 og \u00fe\u00f3ttist vera h\u00e6ttulaust. Og \u00fe\u00e1 greri allt upp \u00ed idylliskri r\u00f3mant\u00edk. Kannski \u00e1tta\u00f0i \u00e9g mig aldrei \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed til fulls hva\u00f0 t\u00f3nlistin var dj\u00fapur undirt\u00f3nn \u00ed l\u00edfi hans og list. Hvar sem hann f\u00f3r voru g\u00f6mlu meistararnir alltaf vi\u00f0 h\u00f6ndina. Bach var honum s\u00e1luf\u00e9lagi. Kannski var hann l\u00edka undirt\u00f3nninn \u00ed \u00feessum sk\u00e1ldlega pr\u00f3sa.<\/p>\n
Bill var sem s\u00e9 Vestur\u00edslendingurinn, fer\u00f0alangur \u00ed framandi umhverfi \u00ed leit a\u00f0 uppruna s\u00ednum. Hann var rammur \u00cdslendingur \u00ed \u00fatliti og a\u00f0 innr\u00e6ti; hi\u00f0 innra og hi\u00f0 ytra. Tr\u00f6ll a\u00f0 vexti me\u00f0 \u00ferumuraust og \u00f3gnvekjandi, \u00feegar s\u00e1 g\u00e1llinn var \u00e1 honum a\u00f0 segja undirs\u00e1tum Mammons til syndanna me\u00f0 s\u00e6ringum sem dug\u00f0u til a\u00f0 kviksetja allt sem var falskt og roti\u00f0. Garrison Keillor kalla\u00f0i hann h\u00e1vaxnasta h\u00famorista Mi\u00f0vestursins, sannleiksvitni og r\u00f3tt\u00e6kan eldhuga fram \u00ed fingurg\u00f3ma. Or\u00f0 a\u00f0 s\u00f6nnu.<\/p>\n
Hann var a\u00f0 b\u00faa sig undir \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 flytja heim. Hann haf\u00f0i fullvissa\u00f0 sig um \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 Skagafj\u00f6r\u00f0urinn v\u00e6ri best hanna\u00f0i fj\u00f6r\u00f0ur \u00cdslands \u00fat fr\u00e1 v\u00ed\u00f0\u00e1ttu, birtu og b\u00fas\u00e6ld. \u00dar stofuglugganum a\u00f0 Brimnesi, gamalli ver\u00f0b\u00fa\u00f0 vi\u00f0 fj\u00f6rubor\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00e1 Hofs\u00f3si blasti vi\u00f0 v\u00ed\u00f0\u00e1tta nor\u00f0ursins og skuggamyndir Drangeyjar og M\u00e1lmeyjar \u00ed forgrunni. \u00deetta kalla\u00f0i hann \u201cmilliondollarview\u201d upp \u00e1 amr\u00edsku og hl\u00f3 rosalega. \u00dearna sat hann og horf\u00f0i \u00fat og hugsa\u00f0i dj\u00fapt og orti \u00feannig a\u00f0 allt sem l\u00edfsanda dr\u00f3 hreifst me\u00f0 og hinir dau\u00f0u v\u00f6knu\u00f0u aftur til l\u00edfsins. N\u00fa ver\u00f0a allar \u00feessar st\u00f3rfenglegu sinf\u00f3n\u00edur or\u00f0listarinnar \u00f3samdar. Svona ver\u00f0ur \u00cdslands \u00f3hamingju allt a\u00f0 vopni \u00feessi misserin. En \u00fe\u00f3tt vi\u00f0 s\u00f6knum hans s\u00e1rlega, munum vi\u00f0 \u00e6t\u00ed\u00f0 minnast hans me\u00f0 gle\u00f0i.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Hva\u00f0 \u00e1 a\u00f0 gera \u00feegar ma\u00f0ur sn\u00fdr a\u00f0 lokum aftur heim a\u00f0 n\u00e1lgast fertugt, staurblankur, atvinnulaus og fr\u00e1skilinn, \u00e1n \u00feess a\u00f0 hafa fengi\u00f0 nokku\u00f0 sem heiti\u00f0 getur gefi\u00f0 \u00fat og manns n\u00e1nustu \u00fdmist elli\u00e6rir e\u00f0a dau\u00f0ir? Ma\u00f0ur byrjar a\u00f0 skrifa. Og sm\u00e1m saman finnur ma\u00f0ur aftur sj\u00e1lfan sig og fer a\u00f0 yrkja lj\u00f3\u00f0 og m\u00e1la myndir \u00ed tungum\u00e1li\u00f0 af \u00feessum g\u00f6mlu \u00edslensku innflytjendum, fr\u00e6ndum og fr\u00e6nkum, sem mann fram af manni geymdu heimalandi\u00f0 \u00ed hjartasta\u00f0, \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00f6rl\u00f6gin hef\u00f0u sent \u00feau forsendingu \u00ed \u00feetta framandlega pl\u00e1ss \u00e1i sl\u00e9ttunni \u00ed mi\u00f0punkti Amer\u00edku \u00fear sem er jafnlangt en svo \u00f3ralangt til beggja stranda. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1175","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-allar_greinar","category-greinar_og_vidtol"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1175","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1175"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1175\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2874,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1175\/revisions\/2874"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1175"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1175"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1175"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}