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Remains of the Dazed

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Is there something going on that I should know about?  Seems something has been taken from me, from all of us.  Have I the time to consider all that has transpired?  (Ah, yes my erudite friend, yes indeedy…)

There’s something wrong and there has been for some time and we all know it’s true now don’t we?  We were happy once; we were surely children once, playing with toys.  Where did all that go my friends?

I left the house today and meant to come back.  I made it you should know.  I made it should you care.  And should someone ask then you can tell them that I am likely to do it again and again and they can’t stop me.  Not yet.

At least I don’t think so but things are changing so I wonder, I wonder.  Sometimes I’m even a bit scared y’know.  Ain’t you, just a bit such and so now and again?

This government has gotten way out of hand.  I don’t know if anyone can stop the unending growth, the seemingly limitless spread of the greatly unelected.  They had names for such hordes in Communist Russia.  Hell, they had names for such hordes in Tsarist Russia.  Here they just have a tag:   .gov

Who is responsible?  Who is in charge?  I’m scared y’all.  The folks are taking to the streets and they have no plan only anger and a need to release it.

Yeah, I’m scared when only black lives seem to matter.  Now they’ll tell you that it used to be only white lives mattered and they might be right in some cases, not every last one.  But when only white lives mattered weren’t black folk scared?  So why would it be any different for white folk nowadays?

Oh, I get it.  It shouldn’t be any different now- white folk SHOULD be scared.  In fact maybe it ain’t so much that black lives matter- because with all those blacks killing blacks I don’t see how they really do- it’s much more the belief that white lives, and maybe others as well, just don’t matter.  Ain’t it so bro?

Does any of this matter to any of you?  Maybe it should; or maybe, one day not far down the road too far, down that road, it will.  When should becomes will then all those hens have come on back to roost you know.  It was said and it was meant by far too many.

Why do folks who preach against injustice want to do away with justice?

Why do folks who preach about old hatreds just create new ones to replace them?

Why do folks who preach fairness want to be able to control what is and what is not?  Is that fair?

Who they think they’re fooling anyhow?

I was brought up to tolerate but not embrace unless the desire to embrace is mutually felt.  And, even then, even enemies hug before they kill.

And wasn’t that Jesus Christ dude betrayed by someone close with a kiss?  The kiss of death.

Y’all better wise up and realize we can all move forward together toward a better place and that we don’t need no damn shepherds to herd us there.

Y’all better smarten up and realize you’re being controlled today is just a prelude to being owned tomorrow.  Slaves used to be forced into it by force- now we just get there by sweets and we do it gladly because they’re taking away everything that might allow us to say “hey, wait just a damn minute.”

Ain’t no freedom to vote if your vote is controlled.

Ain’t no family left to fight it.

Ain’t no churches left to preach against it.

Ain’t no place to run and sure as hell ain’t no place to hide.

Baa baaa baaaa…Vote for me and I’ll set you free.

Rap on brother, rap on.

Mesmeronics

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Yep, that’s what I hear.

Lookee here. I’m a technology guy; I had a career in electronics and technology. I was fresh out of college at the advent of the cell phone. I worked in two-way communications and the micro-circuitry that paved the way for so much here today. I worked in the semiconductor industry that made even much more miniaturization possible. I was there at the advent of the software industry (though my company managed to miss the boat but that’s a story for another millennium). I lived through the days when computers moved permanently into the workplace and then on through homes and businesses and on to ubiquity. I was there then- really just a bit over 30 years ago- and I am here now still. Maybe barely. And I am not alone but someday soon the folks who understood the why for why such advances were pursued will no longer be. Their life forces will have been deleted and the knowledge that went with will have gone with yet again. Doubtful anyone will notice or much less care.

And then what?

Oh, don’t fret on so old man. We got this.

Do you really?

Do you know how a computer works and do you know that it is (was) intended to solve problems so that we can focus, as human figure-it-out machines, on what might be next?

Do you know that a cell phone was meant to be used to un-tether us from the dark confines of our caves; to be used as a mobile (that is spelled m-o-b-i-l-e) telephone. Data terminals were just that. Now it’s just back to the caves.

Do you know that televisions were used as family entertainment? There was only one and we all gathered around it…as a family. A lot less was personal and, to me, beautifully so.

Do you know that if you said (that is as in actual speech) something to someone in confidence that you had a reasonable chance it would be kept so? That all you shared might not be there on a permanent scroll to be viewed as will through all eternity by anyone with even a small desire to know?

Or that we used to say good morning and good night to one another?

Or that Christmas gifts took thought and love? And inspired very nice thank-you notes and cards delivered by hand or through the postal hardware services..

And that your every movement was not likely to be captured on an 8mm? Those were reserved for special occasion and often were not encumbered with actual sound or words to spoil the moving pictures. Grainy, maybe, but great nevertheless.

Did you know that we used to watch and listen and appreciate events? Phones and tablets were not used to reserve the moment for later on- maybe a picture or two with friends- to share on-line with the socialsphere. How can a moment be enjoyed as a moment if you’re so damn busy trying to preserve it for later on? That 32GB SD card might as well just do away with the need for our own internal memory.

Did you know that we used to actually have private thoughts and enjoyed them and even our meals without sending out the details to all of our good social linkages?

No my friends, something deep and drastic has happened and you know it as well as I do- that is if you remember before Totaltronics came along.

But after we have been deleted what then? Where will things go from there?

I never thought I would agree with those doomsayers- after all I was a learned man of technology. And what we have created we cannot now destroy.

At least not before it destroys us.

Opulescence

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All that glitters may be gold. Or it may be any one of a number of the “leaders” of our beloved country. Or them that wants to be.

Does gold tarnish?

Why are there no longer plain men or women who run for president? They may lack the experience or even the refined knowledge (is that worth much by the way?) but they may actually have the conviction and the willingness to do something about all this.

As the clock ticks the debt grows- and the distance that we place between now and our origins and the intended purpose of our Constitution. Even in the presence of such mass-full statesmen I don’t think light would bend enough to let us see back around those corners.

What you hiding back there sir?

They don’t really want to fix anything- did you actually think they do? What caused all that?

The status quo is to maintain the status quo and as they are convincing you that the gap between them that have and them that don’t is widening ever faster they do so within the full knowledge that they are at the leading edge. They don’t hang around those trailing edges where the rest of us rest…and bleed.

The only thing that hypocrisy co-exists well with is ignorance. Ignore and pretend they are working for you since they were elected by and put in place by you.

Right? C’mon, say it. Confess at least to yourself that it’s true.

From the top of a steep hill try to catch or stop the ball you just sent rolling down it, either side; at best you won’t fall and break your friggin’ neck; at worst you will.

The beauty of all of this American Dream stuff is that we are still free to change things. It’s still within our power, even the ignorant may come to understand, to take charge and stop all this.

If you disagree I would ask what is really good as of late.

Increasing the minimum wage? Great way to put smaller businesses out of business and workers out of work.

Obamacare? Oh yeah that was a great solution…can you tell me why again and back it up with anything that comes with a smidgen of truth or one of data?

Gay marriage? Good, it’s great and none of us should have any other opinion whatsoever so just shut up. Just shut up and see what’s next.

Race relations? Obama sure has improved things on that front. I’m feeling like it’s the late 60’s all over again only now the shit can happen anywhere at any time and for any contrived reason.

International standing? We could not be more respected and loved. Hell we give in on everything our enemies want so what’s not to love?

Domestic security? The best way to be safe is to leave your front door wide open. May as well include all the other windows and doors. This is what we all do at night…right?

Social security? Who the hell wants to work anyway? Just take all the free stuff and let the other non-working guys pay for it..(after the wealthy have emptied their treasure chests). That is sustainable, just ask Europe but try to do so before it is covered in Islam.

War on women? Damn right! Conservatives hate women and want to get rid of them forever, didn’t you know that? Hell, even mom and sis ain’t safe from the C word.

Abortion? No, it’s women’s health. To hell with the baby, it ain’t no human bein’…

Terrorism? Time to crack down on all those old, Muslim-fearing, black-hating, woman-persecuting, white Christian bomb-throwers. Only in that way the world would be peaceful and once again so safe. Bad, bad white man!

Employment? Let all the illegal immigrants take all the lower-end jobs that the experts say Americans won’t do but always have done in the past. They don’t need jobs when they got big daddy sugar man. Just cost you a vote.

When the government becomes the plantation and the people become the slaves where is one to turn?

The biggest difference between the slaves back then and all us slaves now is that a slave then wanted to be freed, wanted to do for himself. And there were folks around who wanted to help him get to that. And they did, even died in the process

Where are the cries form the enslaved today and where are the folk that want to do something about it all?

Where is Father Abraham?

I have become…

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I knew a man once who knew nothing at all and I believed him to be stupid and ignorant and could not understand why he never seemed to get smarter or learn much about anything. You could engage him in a conversation if you had .an enormous amount of patience and a humanitarian bent to offer food to the starving only to see them stash it away for later.

Or maybe they sold it and bought some booze. Numbs and then kills ya much quicker.

“Will work for food…” Ah, yes, but money is much more readily available to give, eh wot guvnor?

Only advice ever seems to be in greater abundance.

Read your Chesterton? Read your Wolfe? Read your Chaucer, Yeats, or even Clancy?

What’d you learn? Oh, you didn’t read them.

How about your New York Times or U.S.A. Today? They always have the straight scoop.

Oh, no money to buy or time to read I guess huh?

Watch the news? Consider any deep analysis on any important topics or issues of the day, this day, OUR day? Hell, any day?

Maybe just a glance at the barbershop or airport I suppose.

The first 10 times I would try to teach my kids something they would respond, when it was discovered that the thing had gone undone that “I didn’t know”. Each time I would go through it again and make them confirm that they understood and had no questions. And each time was followed by “I didn’t know”. Such a juvenile cycle.

It would seem to me to be hard to learn so much and know so little.   The amount of stuff you “didn’t know” would have to overburden just about any brain. Even remembering to not know what you should know would seem a very hard task when applied with such a broad life brush.

Too little and too darn late I think.

So you never know and you never plan to know. Do I have that down correctly?

I’ll just bet you would know to run from a hungry lion wouldn’t you?

I’ll just bet you would know to run toward a bunch of twenty dollar bills blowing around on the pavement wouldn’t you?

I’ll just bet you would know to take your hand out of that flame now, yes?

And wouldn’t you know not to piss into the wind; and not to go outside naked in the cold winter; and not to wipe your ass when you need to; and not to not pay your taxes because if you don’t you will just disappear somewhere; and not to ram your car into a tree at high speed; and certainly not to light a match when you smell gas; and not to jump out of an airplane; and not to piss off your spouse when he or she is holding a knife; and definitely not to use the toaster in the shower; and not to try to read in the dark if you tried to read at all; and not to jump out of a speeding boat when you know you can’t swim; and not to stick your hand into a hornet’s nest; and not to sharpen the blades on your mower when it was running; and, well, and and and….not to always just simply say “I didn’t know”??

So if I got that straight it seems that you are smart enough to know some very important things but really claim to not know some things that may be the undoing of us all in the end.

No matter whether it is to know to or know not to- I had always figured you to be a bit smarter than all that.

Maybe I should throw in with your lot and just ignore all that is happening with our once-great country.

Maybe I should get started not knowing and then I, too, can simply be …comfortably dumb.

Just like you.

The Call of the Untamed Liberal

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My understanding is that liberal used to have a far different meaning, way back a couple centuries ago.

My understanding is that a liberal education did not mean being cut and carved and served up for progressive consumption in the feast of socialism.

Like socialism? Where has it worked for more than a small and very diverse populace?

Like communism maybe? Yeah, that’s proven what can happen when socialistic flames get stoked to the point of needing to be strictly and completely controlled. Ends in smaller fires and far more exterminations of the uninformed, undesired, unwanted, uneducated, unwelcome, uninhibited and unimportant elements within its own existence. Even the originators get consumed and destroyed.

No one wants war really. Well, maybe a few do. But war comes nonetheless. It always has and always will no matter how much your well-fed, anti-capitalistic, weed-smoking, over-sheltered, tenured, and completely naïve Che-G-wearing prof may try to convince you otherwise. Has he or she been outside the great wall of learning within, say, the last lifetime?

Get educated, sure, but stay wise and vigilant. There’s a reason it’s called utopia.

Liberal causes are amazing to me. They can champion just about anything or anyone outside of what has stood for generations as success, common sense, good practice, moral fortitude, and natural tendencies but they steer ever clear of the old and mundane. Too boring. Too un-cool. Just time-tested and proven and know to actually work. Maybe, at the heart, just too damned white.

We have become a laboratory for the well-connected and also those who wish simply to tumble the apple cart to see the apples roll and have a giggle at someone else’s expense. Funny when it ain’t’ you.

If you stay true to your moral guidelines; if you practice some sort of uplifting and tolerant religion; if you seek and pursue and acquire true education and not indoctrination; if you believe in God and country; if you work for a living and work until you can afford to do more; if you then do more and marry the opposite-gendered person of your dreams; if you buy a house, start a family; if you work hard to improve yourself so as to help your family and your community; if you actively participate in elections and vote for policy rather than causes; if you plan for the future of your children and for your own retirement and ultimate demise; if you give a damn, really, about others and giving them a hand up and not a free ride at someone else’s expense; if you care about the future of this great country and it’s standing in the world; if you want a better tomorrow in all areas possible; if you still believe in the American dream…

Well then get out and get a job and work and sweat and have some kids (not one child as a project). Go to church once in a while and believe in a power higher than yourself. Worry over some bills that you and not someone else is responsible for paying. Turn to and face and even embrace the real world and, well, you might just find it very, very hard to be a liberal.

Churchill said it best and it still rings ever true. Eh? Look it up.

What is the world like in your utopia? Did you ever think it through to the end? Did you start with an objective and lay out a strategy or did someone just convince you to blindly follow a cause…or perhaps just its leader since that requires far less research and intelligence.

Get wise and get real.

Liberalism, as defined today, simply means doing your best to destroy the old and failing miserably when constructing its replacement if you even happen to have an idea of what that may look like in your utopia.

All of the best and brightest socialists and communists knew it and maybe you should wise up, study their histories beyond their idealistic phases (these would be the phases your profs highlight with no mention of what happened later) and you might too become enlightened. I don’t think there were many happy endings.

Life’s too hard to be so naïve. Wise up.

Life’s too short to be so stupid. Wise up.

ain’t much longer now

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Been awhile…

So many things in my head and so much I wanna say but just don’t seem to get here often enough anymore.

How ya been?

Me?  Well, not the greatest but getting’ by, getting’ by.  Made it this far so far right?

Are you happy?  I mean with yourself and your life; with your family and your place in society; with the education systems and the local government; with the state of the culture; with your personal rights and freedoms; with your ability to freely practice your religion with no government interference; with your state and our federal government; with your economic position and condition; with all that is now, or is to be, and compared to what once was in this land of ours?

Oh, that’s right, the land my really not be “ours” but that’s just a detail on a bureaucrat’s desk somewhere and of no particular concern to you.

And you only reading this to kill some time waiting on the check from Daddy G.

Life ticks away and freedoms slide on by and somehow just disappear while we ain’t looking.

Are you better off now then you were before?  Do you live by the toil of your own self or do you let Daddy G do all that for you?

Easier to be bought off I suppose; getting fucked for money is probably better than getting fucked just for fun…if you wanna eat in the morning that is.

And you just take it don’t you?  Ain’t no concern of yours and ain’t no business of no one else.

But there is that deep-down fear that you manage to always ignore and avoid ain’t there?

Look, even now you can’t find it, face it, or figure out a way to shake it off. It’s there and that’s all there is to it.

How much you done for yourself this week?  Slave or whore- you gets to pick.

Daddy G just keep givin’ until, well, he either decides to stop or the stuff he givin’ just run out.  There ain’t no more of what ain’t no longer there.  Even Daddy G can’t do the loaves & fishes thing even though he sure does a good job in tryin to make you think it so.

No, it don’t stop, it just keep getting worse. But if you inside the bubble there ain’t no reason to make it pop is there?

And I know you don’t read or know much history (unless you managed to read the stuff they done re-wrote during your formative scholastic years) but there are lessons there.

No?  Oh, okay, what’s different now?

Oh yeah- there be smarter people in charge that just know how to do it right…for you.

Yeah, right.  Why they so nice?

Maybe it’s that there be slicker folk in charge now and they just know how to do it right…to you.

Maybe they the same gender so, yeah, they got it right. Maybe they the same party so they gotta know.  Maybe they the same sexual preference so they really understand.  Maybe they the same color so they know you and get you.  Maybe they worship the same god- or none- and you just like that.  Maybe they from the same place so they feel the pain and know the streets. In some way man they just like you!

Right? The fact that they rich and powerful and livin’ by a whole different set of rules is just, well, maybe it’s just the way nature made it to be.  But it ain’t no particular worry for you anyhow as long as you get the last little trickle from the hose.

Yeah, it gonna end and you ain’t got no choice since you took the money and got on your back with legs spread (or bent over with cheeks spread if that’s your liberal preference).  They own you and you won’t even admit it. Or worse yet you don’t even know it.

Used to be that slaves didn’t wanna be slaves.  Used to be that slaves knew they were slaves and the ones that knew it and didn’t like it tried to change it.

Yeah, it’ll end and since you ain’t choosing when to say when they gonna end it on their terms, when Daddy G don’t need you no more. How long that?

And then don’t come runnin’ to me cuz I hope to be long gone and outta here when that shithouse meets the flame…

And it seem to me that we closer to the end now than the beginning.

A Maybe Rainy Day in May

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Seems like there was a lot of snow around here not long ago. Anyone know where the snow went?

Seems like there was a sight more purpose in my being not very long ago. Anyone spot an unleashed purpose running around?

Seems like there was once a good deal more respect and decency and intelligence in the world, heck, in our communities, not so very long ago. Anybody happen to know when all this narcissism crept into everyone?

Seems like people used to love this country and all that it once stood for, or might one day more readily and openly stand for, than any other country in this world. Who knows when it became cool to bash just about everything Ameican?

Maybe the big, successful guy is just an easy target. Maybe it’s just easy to sit back and blame everything and everyone else for what you and others should be accepting as your own responsibility. Nah…

It just ain’t your fault.

And I sure as hell know that it ain’t mine.

It’s gonna rain today on a day when my kids are supposed to be enjoying their outdoor school field trip to an amusement park. Wonder how much fun that will be.

But that ain’t their fault and it ain’t the school’s fault and it ain’t my fault or your fault.

Nope. It just plain sucks. For them at least.

Why them, why now, why today? Who knows- who ever does? Haven’t I asked that same question in the past? Many times??

Not raining yet but it will. Just a question of when and how much. I feel bad for my kids and their friends but kids have a way of finding fun even when it seems to be running the other way. Good for them.

Am I a racist, a sexist, a homophobe, and Islamophobe, a climate denier, an income inequalitist, a white privilegist, an imperialist, a selfish nationalist, a one-percenter, a pro-lifer, a Christian, an old white Republican, a stay-with-the-family dad, an unequal opportunity employer, an anti-minimum-wage dirty old capitalist, or just a horrible person all around?

Maybe I’m just one of those anti-Obama and anti-Hillary guys who hates them because of their color and/or gender. (Why all the hate bro?)

Or maybe I just happen to think that they are both dangerous and destructive political heads (note that I did not call either a leader) who also seem to be self-absorbed elitists their very selves.

It ain’t the color of the skin but maybe it could be the content of their character and their policy.

Is there anything more despicable than all that surrounds and has emanated over the years from Hillary Clinton?

Oh, yeah, there is: the media that surrounds and embraces and seeks to coronate her. No matter what.

Back home I worry about the rain ruining the day for my kids and their classmates but there is so much more serious to worry about it seems to me.

If I can just erase all the biases that the liberals have placed upon me then I might just be able to have a care other than total capitulation but, well, not quite yet.

Not while I continue to take a breath on this sweet old earth and within the crubling borders of this still great country.

I can be, I might be, the last man standing but somehow I doubt that I will be. There are just too many of us who still get it and still give a damn about things other than the climate changes that, today, bring the rain to us here in Pleasant Valley.

So damn ridiculous out here in the netherlands- much rather be in Baltimore. Wouldn’t you?

When’d We Die?

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There can be no real debate remaining towards the arrival of our imminent demise can there be?

You can feel it in the cafes at night, there’s revolution in the air. And it ain’t the good kind.

In fact, can you name for me more than three “good” revolutions? Yeah, I didn’t think so.

It’s everywhere and it is brought upon us in so many insidious ways along so many invidious fronts. The folks on the other end of the gun don’t know, maybe don’t care. But the folks on the other side of the plan know full well and have been planning for a long, long time.

C’mon man, you have to see it- it’s everywhere. Not long ago it was there but nowhere and now it is everywhere.

When did we all get so sloppy and lazy and not give a crap about anything much other than “what’s in it for me?” followed shortly by “what’s on TV tonight?” Dress sloppy, look shitty…act accordingly.

Where is the pride in a job well-done by me but maybe for someone else?

When did we start to stop caring about spending money that isn’t ours and that we don’t really have anyhow?

When did Christianity become so evil and Islam so good? Whose heads are rolling? When the hell did God leave the building?

When did color of skin supersede content of character? You all like to quote the words and then not live up to the intent.

When did it become so cool to throw open our borders and despise our police?

At what point did we all agree that we have to celebrate two lovers of the same gender and accept their union as traditional marriage?

Where are our birth rates at these days?

What happened to the family?

How are our schools doing? When did the liberal-progressive faction consume our institutes of higher learning and why do we allow them to continue to digest and defecate our young? Younger still every year…

When did free speech become free only when pre-approved?

At what exact point did personal freedoms give way to government decrees?

How much did you get for your soul and how much did you pay for mine?

When do those who once spat on our soldiers throw open their arms in embrace? And, even more importantly, why? They always have motives.

Once you are so easily put at ease you just as well might be put at rest. Guard taken down is opportunity. Capitulation is so softly and easily sold and consumed.

How to fight any of this?

It has to start with our youth and we have to have the patience to allow it to grow back from there.

I had an eastern redbud once that the local horticulturist insisted was dead- likely educated at one of our fine universities. I otherwise learned to cut it back all the way to the main stems, the still-living wood, and perhaps pray. Sun and water help as well.

It quickly and amazingly became one of the largest and most beautiful shrubs in our yard. It’s still there and still beautiful.

Sometimes it can be that easy- you just have to be aggressive with the shears.

Maybe all revolutions ultimately fail but maybe they just need to be revived from time to time.

 

Free Lee eddy Kated

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There was a choice to be choosed but they didn’t let no one choose it because it was a choice and they don’t like choices. Not no more no how. Better to lead ‘em to where they need to be and not to where they’d want to go.

If they’d had that choice an’ all.

Bingo the dog loved Bilbo the parrot but no one let on that was where thing’s had got off to. They jus said that it’s all klinda fair and allowed and no one, not the cat, not the hamster, not the fish in the nice big tank over yonder at that big house, not even the mate of Bingo’s other side had much say on it. No rules and no rules ‘ceptin agin choice an’ all. Choosen’s bad I gess.

Gather ‘em up and bring ‘em in and make sure they just barely had enuf t’eat cuz the feed was runnin’ kinda low. Best not to let on tho cuz there could be some trouble if they sensed, as animals is sometime liken t’do, that there was somthin not all that right and that things might jus be a lil bit worse come the next day or may be it was the day after that.

But the only choice they had they choosed and that was the choosen of the feed that there was. Eat it and get a few minutes of rest from yer achin’ belly and bulging eyeballs.

Nah, we ain’t them kinda sheep but them others, well they jus might be and y’know I kinda feel a bit sorry for ‘em. They got no choice to be choosen at all. That there flickerin’ flame done flickered it’s last flame a long enuf time ago.

Back when the choosen was not all gone. Back when it was ok fer a man or a woman to think fer themselves.

Not today tho, no, not here and not now and prob’ly not really never agin. Life has done gone on and all the choosen is chosen and all the dreamin’ is dreamed and all the freedom that was done been given out and ain’t here no more. Not here and sure no not no more no how.

But they still sayin they eddicatin’ folks and that them folks get a free one at that. No need to pay no money even if there was anymore any money to be payen. Gone too, like the rest of that there stuff we knowed from them we don’t know longer be needin.

Kinda hard to remember this writin stuft- been so long since I used it that I done forgot mostly how it sets up an’ all. Kids don’t even know nothin’ bout it and not even how to write the name we’d given them fore’n that too was taken way. No names no more no way no how, not here no more no more.

And I hear it telled that them folks that get that freely eddication blessin’ don’t end up doin’ much wit it no hows. They jus say they got it and someone else tell them that’s all good an’ stuff but now they owed a lot back and they needed to pay fer it that way and not with that money that ain’t round here no more no how. No sur, not here.

Some sez you got to let ‘em take seize o yer soul but I don’t know much ‘bout that.

They took all dem souls and stuff away even fore the money.

“So went goes the soul so doth go den the money too” I ‘member the man sayin. And he sure nuff meant it I think. Seem smart an’ all.

Cuz it sure nuff is what come to be all that be true here now today and ain’t no choosen goin’ on no how bout any of it. N’er a lick, not here, no how. Not no more.

 

Bowlistics

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Arrows or bullets? Or maybe chop your head off instead.

Maybe you’ll burn or drown deep under the water.

Drawn & quartered? Too passé I think.

Down past the water, where it really runs, is where they will be waiting for us. And you damn well know who gave us up now dontcha? C’mon now, you know you know you know.

Might be too uncool or uncool to say because they might be listening and you might offend. Or just maybe get your head chopped off.

No, silly me oh me, not by them but by THEM. They’ve decided that the best plan is to get there first and beat them to the knife. That way there is no blame to lay.

Just policy sir, just policy.

No new legends can be born before the old gods die and reach rejuvenation. Bring them back with all the wrath and pomp and circumspection. That’s what they want…I know it is.

You see, when no one is left to see me then I am finally free to be me. Hide behind whatever I can to mask them off. No harm and no foolish pleasure there, Just practicality.

Just policy ma’am, just policy.

There used to be a time when it mattered, when good men were still good and bad men died. That was around the time that many hoped for change and change is just what they done got. Signed, sealed, and tweeted out for all. For at least some anyhow.

Did you see it? Did any of it, any of it at all disturb your better halves? There is a nature that can be bettered and some have said it was so, that it mattered when it came time to put it back on the line and decide just what was never again to be the same.

You see, there is no change when things remain the same. No matter the price or repercussions there must be change.

Tribes demand it and leaders provide it. Even if it ain’t no damn good for anyone.

Just policy my friend, just policy.

And soon there were none. And there was nothing left that change had not infested. Change for change; tit for tat; left for right and so it went and so it goes.

Well, it really don’t go any longer. But you don’t really care about that now do you?

Can it really be that so many for so long were so blind or deaf. Or maybe just dumb…or stupid. The eyes, the ears, the mouth and the brain. Kind of foolish things to trade for change I think.

But what I think don’t matter. It never did. And I tried a little but not a lot and the arrows and the bullets and the fire and water took me down so quickly and easily.

Not much of a fight at all. Not much point in that anyhow.

You cannot fight alone. Not any longer.

No shame. Just policy my son, just policy.