Tuesday, December 09, 2008
"That is the kind of beauty I was trying to get you to see," Orolo told me. "Nothing is more important than that you see and love the beauty that is right in front of you, or else you will have no defense against the ugliness that will hem you in and come at you in so many ways."
-Neal Stephenson, Anathem
Monday, November 17, 2008
reality v. humanhope
instinctual driven beyond the stomach,
altruistic mammalian response, deriven
can't get enough of a drag, drag pull,
johnny waters and his flicked on bride,
don't say goodnight, let me take a ride.
no goodbye to the neighboring city,
who's the die.
see the omega man on his ride.
grip me little, let's keep what's mine.
no goodbye to the city, we'll never sigh.
contract, expand, breathe next to me the land.
what's harmony, my bic sliding in ashtray hand.
the direction is forward, no simpler way to say,
good night as always,
the things you wish to leave at bay.
but goodnight to the city, not while there's yet day.
raucous and rucksacks, human feet beating.
silent see the favors, the violent shaded lee
do you fight, do you agree,
what new gover-ment in the broken street.
hold to the kind, hold to the free,
no city alone can be.
slavering we settle for nothing less.
then maybe we’ll see,
nothing less than the stars.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
"I'm kinda pysched to see some change.
One thing that irritated me lately,
There's nothing I can do about this at this point in time.
I wish I could tell people about the 3day rule.
Before you do it, take 3days and think about it.
In my opinion, I'm not gonna suffer.
Put it on the blog I'll have to look at that sometime."
"The sticker makes it ok."
Friday, October 31, 2008
west bearing witches
follow night follow night
cast the net wide
you unsewn tatters of
most beckoning costume
drink well this well
deep as a desert tree
spy the the owl by one eye
are you sought enough to taste?
hidden radios glow forbidden breath
under the door
stations identify the roaming hoards
burning, consuming, hunting
another day's dusk
old monsters freshly released
from the subconscious, sub-regilith
dear earth's ID
cash your accounts now
bake your bread
keep the teeth in your mouth
in your head
eye to crack
struggle to breathe quiet
the breakers are breaking
thrown hard over
by the overload
the lines are coming down
country eating town
eating at the concentrations of old power
embers buried deep in the ash
so strange days upon us again
old legends before sin
we to burn again
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Hat tip to Ure
Hard to get much better perspective than Thomas Jefferson's letter to Treasury Secretary Albert Gallatin in 1802:
“I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around [the banks] will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered. The issuing power should be taken from the banks and restored to the people, to whom it properly belongs.”
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Rocks falling through the paper trail,
Holly holly, xmas is going to fail,
The ol’ pale face is looking more pale.
Somethin’ cold following our trail,
Leading us from behind the hive,
Helicon Hellstorm, Hector’s alive.
Eyes ahead, seeing the way yet to thrive.
Find ourselves, selling cool drinks along the Road.
Find the ones, burying their dreams like the mud-borne toad.
Come along and tow with me, this lifting load.
Come see our killer’s teeth brighten the night.
Come remember why we forgot not to bet on kites.
It’ll be the scene of sight.
We’ll know why we’re here again.
We’ll know the name, friend.
And in the end,
The Beatles will sing youth innocent and forbidden,
Whether Broca, Paladin, Cain, or Biden,
I envy not who will be reign-hung and spit ridden.
I’ve always known I’ll last till we march,
Trudging our arms together through the final, gloriful arch.
A sight of smaller lands, and water for the parched.
Smaller hands probing from the midnight dark.
They will be they, night ended and deemed by morning lark.
And in the ending again, eye to eye, cathartic.
Dreamers will wake, and walkers will fall.
We’ll discover within us both the hammer and mortar for the wall.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
I'd thought you'd gone
thought it was over
not lost, but beyond
and that's ok,
i know the way
there's no honor among thieves,
and ghosts no obligation to grieve
like many of us
we feared to believe
there was a mean to the ends
and that's ok
it's good today
to see the briefest word
flitting shadow of a bird
who knows how far that storm
blowing rainbow colors apart
I love to see just your curve upon the sky
and not ask when, how, or why
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Fascists opposed what they believed to be laissez-faire or quasi-laissez-faire economic policies dominant in the era prior to the Great Depression. People of many different political stripes blamed laissez-faire capitalism for the Great Depression, and fascists promoted their ideology as a "third way" between capitalism and Marxian socialism. Their policies manifested as a radical extension of government control over the economy without wholesale expropriation of the means of production. Fascist governments nationalized some key industries, managed their currencies and made some massive state investments. They also introduced price controls, wage controls and other types of economic planning measures. Fascist governments instituted state-regulated allocation of resources, especially in the financial and raw materials sectors.