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new Stone Rangers

Thursday, September 3rd, 2020

My longest-lasting friend Stone Ranger from 1971 or 2 been warping some of my fotos into his collages.

I’ll post later some of his Stone Ranger & Snorto cartoons from the early 1970’s

Here are his latest:


 

no spineless I

Wednesday, August 19th, 2020

The spine is supposed to be straight.

(is that a screw lower left,
or are you just happy to see me?)

A Crooked Man

There was a crooked man
not politician or banker
nor CEO or priest or moral shanker
(though all fine crooks in each their way)
but a simple guy with crooked sight
who thought fair meant fair
and right meant right
no matter how rich or big or tall
the same truths applied to all
if A were rule for man with penny
A must abide for man with many
if B is wrong for one with naught
it’s just as wrong for one with lots
as poor pay tax and serve and fight
so should rich add their might
and give to keep this going going
this very world they seem to be whoring
using lawyers politicians guns and money
not to mention TV and honey
to dull our minds to take our score
demanding we must pay far more
so wealth in growth can glow galore
they say less more than we deserve
think we’d be happy we’re not tempted
by all they buy with money exempted
and they’re probably right
in Zen light
for stuff is trouble
stuff takes space
stuff grows like fungus in dark dank place
stuff needs storage stuff needs safe
stuff sucks storer stuff takes place
stuff becomes bad bit breath
stuff stiffs stuff
stuff self-smit
so bet on tortoise
forget the hare
stuff is rigor mortis
stufflessness free air
winning is failing
failing success
oh the meek shall inherit
one hell of a mess

– Smith, 2011

 

sick flux (16 chump Trumps)

Thursday, July 30th, 2020

sick flux
aka Trump Virus
aka pedarest rapist racist liar cheat thief









 

fresh words, cheap

Monday, July 20th, 2020

4 most recent poems

2020.7.7 – Darwin’s Revenge
2020.7.16 – Plague
2020.7.19 – The Mullbelly Be
2020.7.20 – Meat Beat

Darwin’s Revenge

Trump’s in trouble
cuz
you can’t rape the virus
you can’t bully the virus
you can’t cheat the virus
you can’t buy off the virus
you can’t lie away the virus
so he’s way outside his skill set

~ ~ ~

Plague

The dead and their others
lie corpseless in coffins
confined by ideals
the corporates offer
their wages of win
and sages of sour
too often for gains
which piss away hours
and heart’s comfort steals
for irregular options
from menapaused mothers
in sauces of sin

High ho high ho
it’s off to the aquarium we go
we’ll hook some meat
to cook and eat
and then
most hurridly go

Evil can evil
good can good
some is teaching
some is blood

So I’m done

Time to toke
and piss
& bed

~ ~ ~

The Mullbelly Be

This soup we swim
of gospel and weasel
is a thick and weary brine

I got through today
as far as I know hurting no one
plus pleased the wife and cat

I endure
I continue
I try to earn my keep

~ ~ ~

Meat Beat

So many dances this rock roll
there’s the Sisyphus
the Rat Race
the Tortoised Hare
the ReRun
the Karmic Loop-d-Loop
the Follow the Leader
running around the real
wheely fast
and of course the ever present
Let’s Whine Again Like We Did Last Whimper

Guess we do the Do It Again
until we Get It Right

Never enough this almost done

 

brain phartz

Thursday, June 4th, 2020

brain phart…

Stopped riding my bicycle months ago. Thought it was due to low tire presssure, so I hand pumped em up, but was puzzled cuz they were nowhere near low enough. But I remembered when I tried to slow down for the intersection — oh yes, NO BRAKES. Interesting round trip.

tech phart…

Been building my 100-year 500-song Amazon music shuffle list for past 15 months (am up to 477 songs, with another 463 I’d added but deleted). Tried to play it this morning and it highlights the PLAY button and then goes into NeverEverLand. Works on our Alexa speaker but not on my laptop, yet will let me play Lady’s lists, or anything else – just not mine. No-tech no-geek me finally figured it out. Had asked Alexa speaker to add a song and it lit up like it was trying, but never told me it was added. When I looked at my list, song was there. Once I deleted the non-announced song, things worked fine. Hoorah for small victories for the Luddites.

Here are more fotos of the TrumpVirus.



 

a virus stronger than lies

Thursday, May 21st, 2020

Trump’s desperate to open the country for business because his reelection depends on how well folk are financially.

It’ll be counter-productive… and ugly.

By opening too soon, the virus will rebound stronger and larger, and many more people of all political persuations and financial straits will die enmass – which will both reduce his base by death and piss off the survivors.

The first wave of the 1918 Spanish Flu killed 3 to 5 million people… then people got tired of taking precautions, returned to business, and the second wave killed 20 million people.

(Wikipedia says “The death toll is estimated to have been anywhere from 17 million to 50 million, and possibly as high as 100 million”).

All Trump and his 1% will accomplish is mass death, loss of confidence in both business and government, and financial chaos – all of which will make his reelection chances even worse.

He’ll be killing folk for no reward.

Looks like it’s lose-lose for Trump no matter what he does.

Which is win-win for those who survive.

 

Benedict Donald

Tuesday, May 12th, 2020

Benedict Donald,
TrumpVirus Buffoon and World Laughing Stock






 

online tap water quality check by zipcode

Thursday, October 24th, 2019

Cleveland tap water quality test results for the Tremont neighborhood per the EWG.org (Environmental Working Group) website.

Bromodichloromethane exceeds the standard by 125 times
(cancer causing)

Chloroform exceeds the standard by 30 times
(cancer causing)

Chromium (hexavalent) exceeds the standard by 5.1 times
(cancer causing)

Dibromochloromethane exceeds the standard by 36 times
(cancer causing)

Dichloroacetic acid exceeds the standard by 12 times
(cancer causing)

Nitrate exceeds the standard by 2.5 times
(cancer causing) *

Nitrate & nitrite exceed the standard by 7.3 times
(cancer causing) *

Total trihalomethanes (TTHMs) exceed the standard by 157 times
(cancer causing)

Trichloroacetic acid exceed the standard by 11 times
(cancer causing)

Go here and type in your zipcode to find your neighborhood’s ratings
https://www.ewg.org/tapwater/

* don’t know why they have Nitrate and Nitrate & Nitrite as 2 catagories

 

the 2nd coming mending wall

Thursday, August 29th, 2019

Strange – I pick these 2 poems for their moral implications, and find they were written within 5 years of each other, back in the WW I days – the war that ended all wars.

The Second Coming
by William Butler Yeats, 1919

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

~ ~ ~

Mending Wall
by Robert Frost, 1914

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbour know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
“Stay where you are until our backs are turned!”
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, “Good fences make good neighbours.”
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
“Why do they make good neighbours? Isn’t it
Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him,
But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father’s saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, “Good fences make good neighbours.”

 

free will on the installment plan

Wednesday, August 28th, 2019

Recent Facebook statuses:

~ ~ ~

I am what I is… not much mainstream involved.

~ ~ ~

Been thinking about joining the power structure. I am white. I am male. I am old. Of course I’m poorer than Trump’s chance of telling the truth, and I’m not a lizard-person, so there is that. Can one become a lizard-person? Are there apprenticeship programs? I do lie well, so I have the basic skill set.

~ ~ ~

I wanna be a kleptocrat.

~ ~ ~

Walking from kitchen to living room swinging my arms, my forefinger thumps against something… I look down to see a 3 inch black & pale wasp of 3-segments circle me slowly then move on, and my fingertip tingles with the might-have-been.

~ ~ ~

We’re back home from her eye operation, she’s sleeping… they lasered away 2,500 portions of her eye, reducing the edges of her retina in hopes of increasing blood flow so her retina doesn’t swell.

~ ~ ~

Watching roadkill before it becomes roadkill –
what do you want for Brexit?

~ ~ ~

The better root of the bitter truth
is the bitter route to the better truth

~ ~ ~

They always talk of darma,
but what of darpa… and their darkids?
People say the darmist things.

And when darma goes shopping,
does she drive her karma?

~ ~ ~

“We die. That may be the meaning of life.
But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.”

– Toni Morrison

~ ~ ~

Folk call me a cradle robber for marrying 27 years younger,
but she chose me, so it’s more like she’s a grave robber.

~ ~ ~

The 1950’s kids TV show was originally to be called The Howdy Dawdler Show, but the puppet star-to-be dawdled so long they found a puppet that would do his duty and changed it to the Howdy Doody Show.

~ ~ ~

We need to change the rules —
you can only shoot someone who has a gun.

~ ~ ~

I live in the addict.

~ ~ ~

Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said to the woman, “Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?” – Genesis 3:1, New King James Version

If God made everything, how can the Snake of Eden be craftier than anything God made?

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Spirit caged by skeleton
bone cased in flesh
free will on the installment plan

 

 
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