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• June 2, 2007 - Fear Itself
Seems we all fell for the Big One, didn't we? I mean, besides all the general lies about WMDs and Cheney's hunting skills, it was this "be afraid, be VERY afraid" thing foisted on us about the Endless War to Keep Us All Safe From THEM deal. The ripple effect of this snow job will last for a long time, I'm afraid. Think of it - we've gone from the Cold War, to the War On Drugs, to the War Against Terrorists in just fifteen short years. Feel any safer? Of course not - you're not supposed to. Remember the War on Poverty? Worked out grand, didn't it? Don't see much poverty anymore, do you? Oh, sorry, I'm wrong - we just don't call it that anymore, do we? Now its the "homeless problem" that needs a war, isn't it?
Cynical? You bet. Show me a good reason to trust anything coming out of the Ruler's mouths these days, and I'll show you another totally rooked Citizen. Hey, we DID get fooled again.
I have a proposition to make to you all. Next time someone starts a conversation about "stopping the terrorists over there so they can't come here," just look that idiot in the eyes and remind them they are already here. We just call them politicians.
Of course, you could always just recommend they go out and have a nice massage, take a walk in the park, and give some flowers to someone they don't particularly like. That would go a far longer way to ending the all-pervasive fear promulgated by King George and his minnions than calling for an end to immigration.
At least, that's what I think.
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Infinite Joke
Who would bind an infinite god,
Build fences of dogma to repel the apostate?
What is written is finite, cannot begin
The task before it without hubris.
Look, darkness glows
No less than light, dark matter
Holds up half the human imagination,
Shines upon hope as well as fear.
In an all-white world, no contrast.
How can anything be discerned?
Look upon this existence and wonder at its purpose –
Can this really be the whole of it?
Is reality truly so narrow? Do dreams
Not matter in the breadth of infinity?
No singular truths, despite the ravings
Of iconoclasts and the righteous.
No solutions that address only one need
Can ever succeed, will always fail.
If god is infinite, what is beneath god’s notice?
If god’s creation issues from perfection,
What of hatred, jealousy, greed, desire?
Perhaps we ask the wrong questions.
In the grand and infinite cosmos that
Holds us so lightly in its embrace,
We are no more than a smudge, a gnat,
An accidental hiccup, leftover
From the original explosion of desire
That issued from god’s heart.
All this struggle for god’s attention,
From behind walls we have built.
God’s laughter, as well, is infinite.
Notty Bumbo
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