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• February 27, 2006 - Can't Do The Time? Don't do the Crime!

Posted in Daring Forays

Well, I for one have become increasingly puzzled by those remaining few who insist the Prez is doing a fine job indeed. I mean, how many debacles does it take before you screw in your lightbulbs? Or do you just prefer to sit in the dark?

I mean, the friggin list is GINORMOUS now. Katrina, WMDs, the Plame affair, domestic wiretaps, port insecurity, a deficit that just screams "We are yours, China," utter failures in Irag, Afganistan, total ignorance in Somalia, Big Pharm getting free keys to our very veins, on and on and on. What does it TAKE for you people to wake up???!!!

Here's a challenge - name just one thing this Bozito has done that has actually WORKED for the American People (and saying he has done something for corporations doesn't count, 'cuz that would take up more space than the entire Library of Congress) and that was supported by a MAJORITY of the entire country (not just the red staters, eh?) If you can actually do that, I will concede that Bill O'Really looks more like James Bond than Prince Charles looks like Daffy Duck.

Is it a deal?

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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