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The puppet left

That puppet left, dancing, for his violent cause. See how the minions cheer.

Chill for a while.

The Big Plans

We don't know what the big plans are.

You don't second guess the master physician in the middle of surgery. The Trump team is working things, and they have some necessary things that have to happen.

H1B changes?

H1B poaches the best people from other countries, to the detriment of those here, for the purposes of cut-rate engineering. It is a boon to the re-billers of the cost-plus industries.

Unite against the tyranny of
        yourself
     and divide your
           flaws into 
   manageable chunks of
     self improvement.

8:56 AM

Jan 22, 2017

It must be nice to be so sure
that they are holy
while they smash faces

It must be nice
all that yum yum yum
gonna get me some
come to the scrum
and be appluaded
by behaving
loathsome(ly)

This isn't the beginning of this
Lot would have something to tell you.
Some times the hum of the yum
are those on the c__me,
behaving really dumb(ly)
acting wicked dumb.

No one, not even
junkies for cause
ought to flirt with
that street-dancer.

Kick up the jams?
Kick up your self-indignation
and maybe do something could
outside of the obvious temptation.

violent protestors need awareness.
Unaware they accuse you:
"J'cuuse, Mr. Petty B Why Gee,
it's you . . .
you are the reason for all that is wrong
in the universe
and you must . . . "

The play the bully
because they say
we play the bully?

The revolution is in your head.
Take it back there and continue 
in a revolt
against your own stupidity of cause.

If you do real things
that actually help other people
everyone who notices
will be glad and say
"such a blessing,
this man, woman, I really don't know"

When the street theatre turns to
mock revolt
on streets that wouild be quite friendly
you wonder: "Whats this Berkeley show
that they are putting on?"
I'd skip that Berkeley show,
and tell the funders
where you think that they should go.

People who fund such 'theatre' aren't the kind
who should need fair warning.
When prosecutors roll in on the Federal train
they have their pencils ready to take any notes
that they might need to take.

If you fund the things
that kill the fun
with the fund
that you run . . .
from your college-boy skim . . .
will an audit trail show
what a lot of people
think that they know
but we will not say
where we will not go.

Up on a high and hallowed hill
the mountain lions eat the brains
out of all of the their fallacies.
No real mountain lions are used in this endevour.
No actual brains are eaten,
just the really bad ideas like
"let's have a riot."
It's eaten, and puked out.
"This is not food that we can eat."

If they are paying for you to play
in their play
then they say
go nuts
start in with the 'dance theatre'
better take advice
from an ex player
in that weather-room:
you will be hounded
by Deputy
Duggery
shaggy-dew for Justice 
in the face of any stranger,
you'll never know
who knows
who doesn't know.
Who says that tehy know, but really doesn't know, and so on
in a rant like a sit com actor does (shout out to the dialog
writers)

If they are paying you to play
then can prosecutors say
it's a quid-pro-quo
and they can not let it go?
If they are paying for you playing?
Then what are you all saying?
Just a ministrel show?
We ought to flood along in the flow?
Trumps election was a blow?
You thought we ought to know?

But there is a kind decorum
for the street show puppet forum
there friendly shaggy moffetts,
eat your bread, enjoy the puppets
but please be free with mind
and always to be kind
we aren't here to hurt
but maybe we'll unwind?

Festival rules ought to apply.


It's ok to have a strong opinion, 
and do a ribald show
about politics
but the passers by 
can not be dragged into the activty
to be brutalized
as part of the blood lust.

And why do we have to explain this
to all of you highborn comedic geniuses?
This is only the beginning of you 
waking up and getting over your self importance.
It's never ok to suggest that
any kind of rioting is OK
for any purpose ever.

the poet is surprised at his own surity
and his imginary foe
drug addled midnight text twitt for tat
rap star of the imginary liberal 
Holy weird, someone
who can make young people
laugh
and was given film contracts,
a hard working
humble lion for his own sense of 
how the bedrock of the world is layed out, 
and gee, isn't it all very very funny
and I can make you roll with glee.
And I don't like our new . . . 
so I agree with you?
or I don't but
it's only the start of
my heart
burst of
here is how the world must be
to appease the inner sense of me

No it isn't.
Because everyone else has that same kind of pudding factory
inside their own heart
and they will liberally
make you try it and if you don't like it
they might get offended
and those fences, once broken,
might never get mended.

Ah, the brain-fart factory.
Writing endless drivil to be read as copy
so there isn't ever any 
dead air
and some people can't write a word of text at all
and some people can never stop
with what they have to say
and they create an art blog
writing project
and they get fearful for just
channeling out their stream on thought,
I had soemthing to say,
I guess
I really do not . . . 
kind of stream of . . . lave hose
from Hawaii, which is in the news too.
That's more interesting news.
Not news about the stage show 
protest
dance show.

If anyone is paying
to have those kids put on those masks
that paymaster
must have a very good and honest reason
and ought to thus
have some purpose
for this, because 'inserrection' isn't really
a possiblity.

Speculation
I do speculation
Speculation
and pretend it is a poem.

If I were playing guitar right now
I'd probably be thinking about music
if I were thinking about music 
I'd be thinking about genius composers
humble in their greatness
they don't need wine
to make the music start
and their mind
is always dancing
some new and awesome
melody

If I were playing keyboard right now
I'd be thinking about arpeggiation
and how if it were a chorus
you'd asign each a little piece
do it like
after he does it like that
and when she hit in with the 
"who ahh who ahh who ahh" part
at the thrid 'who', that is when
you start
and everyone 
will be in harmony
even if someone breaks out
some note, off key
because it will all blend
and every mistake will blend in the end
and we can all have a nice street dance
not something mean
and a mean eyed glance.

If I were playing a horn
but I don't play horns
I'd be thinking of some horn guy I know
belting out while he's seeming to be
staring right at me
cause he can tell that I dig the way he plays
and listen to me using the word 'dig',
but if you see a jazz-guy saxaphonist
in his bliss at that crescendo of modern
pop compostion
belting out that Gerwish honk,
like an old Muscle Wagon pulling a coffin cart
honking Gershwin
and sending joy
of into everyone else's bardo.

I'd be playing that horn through him
wailing on my guitar
jonesing for a sense
of joyous coming together
without the rankle
of discontent politics
fearful for a cause
and wanting to be there for it
and not really understanding
that for the things that matter
we've always been there with them anyway.
But not down with street fight
dance party loosers
rioting amidst the slender of the welfare for everyone
town
soiling their own beds, 
disrespecting
tourists.

too many words
now not here.

2017

 
 These duds, these clunkers. 
 They drop from the shelf
 and give out a carefree vibe as they shatter.
 

If I pretend to be an illegal foreigner can
I came and stay too?
If I do stay
in Scully Square
at Marty's Hostel,
will he put a mint
on my pillow?
Can I have take-out
sent to my room?

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Oh tiny font nonsense,
just because your letters are smaller
doesn't mean you have some alternative importance.

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 Inaugarate your joy in peaceful
 transition of power!
 

   
   In essence of form? 
   a Buddha statue of that man, doesn't suit him. 
They dress him in their own hard stone
 and try to steal his brilliance from the world
 and to bully in a world of their own hegemony,
   the divided country behind them as a cleaved stone mountain,
 a crass attempt to destroy the symbols of the great man's oration.
 A Buddha statue of that man, doesn't suit him.
He is dress in their indignation
from their lack of understanding
of what he really meant
when he meant what he said.

And he did mean it. 

You have to undress him then,
and see him as naked and afraid
and understand that he was actually a man.
not a chess piece monolith.

So if you make chess-piece monoliths,
and put them in a park,
chess pieces are made to be moved. 
Parks can be used to model the backdrop
of videogame levels . . . 
where the stones and statues 
can often be rolled or moved somehow
to perhaps solve a puzzle.

So roll that stone backwards
and fill in the gap
and make that monolith less loathsome.

In essence of form? what does that mean anyway?

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In Wicked Need of an Edit

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Political and Media Inanity

Kafka wrote comedy. Orwell was a pessimist. Depends who you ask.

Imagine if they both could have lived and made it to Los Angeles, post war, and been collaborators on writing romantic screwball comedies for Hollywood. If we search IMDB for movies written by Kafka, or by Orwell, will we find one? I kind of doubt it.

Truck-u-later

in this column Truck-u-later steps in deeper . . .

The story is that the 'ban' was something thought up by the last administration, and the current one is using it. It makes sense to have a small period while the new vetting methods perfect.

Trump-zilla

The kaiju (strange creature) who the protestors imagine

Necessary measures proceed. Some people, without thought, knee-jerk protest against Trump's every breath. They make him into Trumpzilla, he's the strange creature who always fights for the right and the just. But . . .they see him as a villain, which he is not.

Jan 29, 2017

from The Japanese
kaiju : strange creature
kaijin : strange creatures

Both Mothra and Godzilla were kaijin.

Give us back our egg.

The demcracy twins say:
"give us back our democracy."

the usurpers say:
"how dare you usurp our usurpation!"

some one shouts:
"Liberty does not wear a veil"

The giant statue starts lumbering, like
a huge Olmec Head chess piece, 
or giant Gallapagous sculpture, 
animated,
across the scene.

Maybe you should not drink
the protest kwel-aide

"but it tastes so good!" they cry.

Gathering together is holy effort.
A protest? It is always part that,
but the other part?
Do you have a point and something to say?
If not then shutt it up till you do.

And old proverb (I believe it's listed as being Chinese,
Those who say do not know. Those who know do not say.

I say I don't know,
but I do know what I don't say.
And I try to say what I might know,
but as a form of entertainment,
and a way for me to channel out my urges.
In that sense a blog, a speculative
writing project, like this one,
is a conjecture factory of snark and
possiblity hopefully 
to open up the gates that
block the water from getting to
the thirsty minds,
starving for acceptance and
affection
within the scrum.
And the protestor megaphone guy
has them all chantting nonsense.
But at least it's warm
all huddled together in the rain
even if they don't know what the cause is.
Its a free bus ride.
It's a meal.
It's some pretty colored drink.
Drink up.

Hell no, we don't know
we are here and we won't go.

Jingo sings the jingo dove
the road to hell is paved with love

Megaphone jones 
and his false cause indignation
makes them all feel so loved.

There is nothing heroic
in chanting along
with an idiot.


the false cause chorus
is so much fun
I'm in love 
with every one
and I don't care what they say
I go along for the ride
anyway.
If it's free
it's me
I'm who I am
not who I be.

Judd Apatow

Judd should cast our new president in a film remake of Secret Cinema the ubber-famous inndie film. Judd should also cast himself in the film as well as the lead.

It could be really sureal. Donald could say, as his one and only line, and total shout out to a past president " Socket to me", at which point someone would hand him a socket wrench, and he would use it to open up a dam and . . . drain the swamp.

Imaginary evil can not be solved.

If you are crafting some kind of explanation of events, you tend to craft what some call 'conspiracy theory' and others 'speculative alternative conjecture', or just 'conjecture'. We conjecture but some take that, and through boasting, and the urge for false vallour, they 'run with it' (talk as if they know it's true, when they don't know that.). So the go on with a presentation of fraudulent message. It's fraudulent because it's mostly OK, like it makes sense. But the conclusions didn't happen through deductive reasoning, and the rules of logic didn't get used. The argument may have many flaws, and the person, perhaps at the boasting place, goes on and on with parts that are false. If you tell them, and prove to them, with evidence, the false nature of some of their premises, or the nonsequotor nature of it, you might recieve a curious reaction. A curious reaction?

Curious reaction

Some people when confronted with the spuriousness of their arguements, and the falsity of their premises, and the utter delusion of the conclusions, when confronted with the fragality of the authority from which they took their sources, the false nature of the narrative that eminates from some localles, some people will run wtih the false narrative anyway. Is that because of pride? Others, they'll just feel the fool a second or two. "I got fooled again." they might think. And then maybe they will want to hear more of what you have to say. However, the first kind, who runs with it, you might want to change the topic now. Move away from politics.

Since imaginary evil cannot be solved, dare not speak of it much, it's better to realize that it's all of your imagination, and that is all you can ever really say it is, or a 'writing project'. Becuase we can not ever give someone a molded piece of pudding, and then tell them "Here, now, make this your whole world." False-cause false-charity is just like that: a molded piece of something that, while it's pretty and all, it ignores the reality of the world, and the necessary things that people need to replace it with a fable quality narrative about the world that draws cartoon cause people and then animates them in battle. But the authors of such animations often like to see it acted out on the street, and they hope to 'effect change' for the 'betterment' of . . . and you never really get a clear agenda, but just a lot of indignation if you start mentioning facts that they don't want to hear, or disagree with the most deeply rooted false-cause agenda that they worship as a life-cause. They are actually quite sad, after all , aren't they? And thank God that they don't really exist and that no one is really like that. But they are like the square-root of negative one. Even though they are imaginary, the use of the concept helps us to understand the way that things work in the real world. The real world, in this case, referes to the psychology of the fully hypnotized young-mind who is chanting along with the mega-phone guy who is paid to be there.

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  for his    for his    for his
 unfailing  unfailing  unfailing
   love!      love!      love!


the poet won the prize for literature!

  well, nothing more here today.