Death: How Does It Work?
...for I stood up,And all the Dead, lie down -It was not Night, for all the BellsPut out their Tongues, for Noon.It was not Frost, for on my FleshI felt Siroccos - crawl -Nor Fire - for just my marble feetCould keep a Chancel, cool -And yet, it tasted, like them all,The Figures I have seenSet orderly, for BurialReminded me, of mine -As if my life were shaven,And fitted to a frame,And could not breathe without a key,And ’twas like Midnight, some -When everything that ticked - has stopped -And space stares - all around -Or Grisly frosts - first Autumn morns,Repeal the Beating Ground -But most, like Chaos - Stopless - cool -Without a Chance, or spar -Or even a Report of Land -To justify - Despair.
Child Stars Make The Best Political Judgements
Chachi...I can understand. But Cindy Brady? Just don't tell me Marcia Marcia Marcia has gone over to the Dark Side.
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field
Thee I re-visit now with bolder wing
Hail holy Light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born,Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beamMay I express thee unblam'd? since God is light,And never but in unapproached lightDwelt from Eternitie, dwelt then in thee,Bright effluence of bright essence increate.Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream,Whose Fountain who shall tell? before the Sun,Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voiceOf God, as with a Mantle didst investThe rising world of waters dark and deep,Won from the void and formless infinite.
Palmer Is The Really Lucky Man
And All The Seven Are In O[r]bit
You seen one Selenite, you seen them all.
Sniffle and Sniff and Handkerchief
The doctor punched my vein,
the captain called me Cain,
upon my belly sat the sow of fear.
With coins on either eye
The President came by
And whispered to the lords what none could hear
What Time Is It In New York?
Such A Nasty Woman
In 1916, four years before women nationwide won the right to vote, Montana’s Jeannette Rankin—the first woman elected to Congress—captured a House seat. (Montana granted women the vote in 1914.) A fighter for woman suffrage, the dedicated pacifist also was among 50 House members opposing U.S. entry into World War I.
Rankin narrowly lost a race for the Senate in 1918 but returned to the House in 1941. That December, as Pearl Harbor still smoldered from the Japanese attack, Rankin cast the sole vote against war. “As a woman I can’t go to war,” she said, “and I refuse to send anyone else.” After the vote, Rankin had to barricade herself in a phone booth until the Capitol Police escorted her to safety.
“Man-on-the-Street” interviews were not kind:
A Madison, Wisconsin, woman alluded to Ms. Rankin without mentioning her name:
"I believe that American womanhood, as a whole, feels ashamed and humiliated that our one woman representative in Congress kept the vote to declare war form being unanimous."
Another woman from Madison said
"I certainly was burned up when Miss Rankin gave all her male colleagues an opportunity to say "just like a woman." Because there's a lot of us who haven't had sheltered lives. We've been out and met life in a hard way and we are resolute and military as our British sisters."
But even some folks who disagreed with her were in awe:
In response to that vote, the renowned editor William Allen White wrote an editorial in the Emporia Gazette:
"Rudyard Kipling coined the phrase: 'The female of the species is more deadly than the male.' Well, look at Jeannette Rankin. Probably a hundred men in Congress would have liked to do what she did. Not one of them had the courage to do it. The Gazette entirely disagrees with the wisdom of her position. But, Lord, it was a brave thing! And its bravery someway discounted its folly.
When, in a hundred years from now, courage, sheer courage based upon moral indignation, is celebrated in this country, the name of Jeannette Rankin, who stood firm in folly for her faith, will be written in monumental bronze not for what she did but for the way she did it."
PS--More on Rankin in Women who Speak for Peace.
I'm finding I can fly so high above with you
It's Always Been About Consumerism
The Twenty-fifth is imminentAnd every known expedientDesigned for making Christmas payIs getting swiftly under way.Observe the people swarming toAnd fro, somnambulating throughThe stores in search of ties and shirtsAnd gloves to give until it hurts.They're eyeing gifts in Saks' and Hearn'sAnd Macy's, not to mention Stern's,While earnest copywriters areHitching their copy to the starOf Bethlehem quite shamelessly,For they are duty bound to seeThat Peace On Earth Good Will To MenGets adequate results again.
didn't you come into life naked, and won't you return naked to the earth?
Reminder: Jesus and Saint Nick were swarthy socialists. Happy Holidays!
Remind Me Why I Have To Be Sensitive To Trump Voters' Feelings?
I have a hard time caring about what twisted logic Trump voters use, but sometimes I really just like a good pretzel: Obama didn't end racism, so I voted for a racist with the other racists. Yeah, that makes a fuckton of sense. At least she's a good law-biding German without a racist bone in her body!
And Lo! White Santas Kinda Sorta Freed The Slaves...
Slavery is over (if you want it):
Section 1. Neither slavery nor involuntary servitude, except as a punishment for crime whereof the party shall have been duly convicted, shall exist within the United States, or any place subject to their jurisdiction.
Section 2. Congress shall have power to enforce this article by appropriate legislation
But wait, there's still the slavery of taxes and the social safety net, which is way worse than any physical incareration and labor that is disproportionately inflicted on certain Americans!
I see a man chilling with his dog in the park
For absolutely nothing but joy.
As if there could be a worldOf absolute innocenceIn which we forget ourselvesThe owners throw sticksAnd half-bald tennis ballsToward the surfAnd the happy dogs leap after themAs if catapulted—Black dogs, tan dogs,Tubes of glorious muscle—Pursuing pleasureMore than obedience
Giant Puppets: How Do They Work?
Indeed, it doesn't work all the time (when does any human endeavor?). But perhaps people will find some constructive lessons from Standing Rock about direct action instead of saying "that shit only worked in the 60s"...
The Heavens Declare The Glory Of Philip