Tuesday, June 24, 2025

Poem: Night Solo

 

Night Solo

 

a boulder, whalish,

with mottled hide of unguessable deeps,

breaches the summit

to earn a vertigo of moonless perch.

 

with magic rare and clear

it can see for parsecs,

through a starlit glitter of spectral rain

which flirts forever down,

delicate yet coruscant.

 

down

down down down

and yet higher still,

immortal and diamond.

 

to the lichened eye

of the weathered, old rock

arrogance is nowhere.

ants and moths and the ensouled lights

of all other creatures in the stars

pulse natal and humble. 

 

the universe,

in this brief, lucky, lost moment,

offers the boulder the celestial glint

of its mysterious ear.

 

and the boulder, suffering

a nightly gnaw of ice and wind

rhapsodizes

from its perch of meek fissures,

singing forth, eerie yet jubiliant,

faint whistles and moans,

drawn from the secret corridors

of once elusive dreams.

 

 

 

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Monday, June 23, 2025

I watch the descent

I watch the descent, write and protest, powerless, as Darkness closes its grip.  And we descend. 


[Comment from a WaPo article by “HerdingDog”]:

22 hours ago

If Harris had been elected, Health Care would be intact. The CDC, WHO and NATO would strong. Universities would not have lost research funding. Women would have choice. Inclusion would still be a priory. There would be no tariff war. Canadian/ US relations would be business as usual - literally. Government services would not have been dismantled and gutted for data. The people would not have been forced to spend 50Million on an asinine birthday display. Immigrants would not live in terror of masked Gestapo.

One moron would not have started WWIII.

 

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[Excerpt from an article in The Guardian]:

 

Democrats were quick to point out that [Trump’s actions bombing Iran] were a clear violation of the constitution, which grants Congress the power to declare war on foreign countries. There was no evidence of an imminent threat to the US that might have provided grounds for Trump to act unilaterally …

But once again, Democrats find themselves shut out of power and shouting into the void … Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez of New York called for Trump’s impeachment.

Fat chance. Republicans, who control the majorities of both chambers, are willing accomplices in their own subjugation.    Do not expect Republicans to pull the emergency brake on a Trump train that might be hurtling towards world war three. Mike Johnson, the House speaker, and John Thune, the Senate majority leader, led a chorus of praise for the attack …

The Trump who threw a birthday parade and used the military like a prop invited ridicule. The Trump who deploys troops to the streets of Los Angeles and drops bombs on Iran is altogether more dangerous.

Exit the showman. Enter the strongman.

 

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025/jun/23/trump-iran-strongman-analysis





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Why am I posting this?  Simply a scream, hopefully cathartic.  It helps me to go on, to write.  To do good acts when and where I can.  Why?  For no purpose or end, except to do good, which yes, by definition, gives me meaning, even as evil takes over the world.


How do I define evil?  Facism, stalinism, hitlerism, totalitarianism--and key aspects of them, such as sexism, racism, homophobia, massive continuous hermetic deceit... and so on... an abusive realm full of hate and fear.  A place where people are so afraid they turn on each other to suvive and lick the feet of local officials who, in turn, lickspittle those up the chain, all the way to the dictator.

And, of course, war is evil.  War World III would be the ultimate victory for Evil.

Saturday, June 21, 2025

Poem: Twenty Percent

 

Twenty Percent


presentable people

whose attire trends stylish and shiny,

who flock through rituals

of paperwork and antihistamine.

social people

whose poise and cadence lubricates,

while eyes glance down at chests

but not really,

or flirtable butts mouths hands eyes feet legs

faces arms throats.

 

afficianados

of well-bred cat-poodles and fondues,

who banter through another workday,

then rush home all clickety to consume

an escherian rabbit hole 

of whack-a-mole peekaboo screens.

 

in the underbelly

of their electronic briefcases

maybe there lurks a nonrefundable

‘who-am-i-and where?

why so starved for time?’

 

or maybe not.

 

fussy people

who appraise croissants

and the nuances of coffee beans,

who crave the latest chic and surgical skins.

lucky people

who squat on porcelain

to steal a moment to ponder--

or simply not to think at all

about whatever else

is going to be.

 

 

 



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6/21.... changed last line.

Wednesday, June 18, 2025

 

society

kicking me in the head

gotta do things fast

tik tik tik tik tik tik tik tok

tok tok tok tok talk talk

talk talk talk talk

cannot be free to

find a moment where

i just feel

awe for the miracles

really just feel

not just act  

or watch

or copy

from that screen.

gotta write write write write

write write write write write.

for while it plays the game,

it is my only way.



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Monday, June 16, 2025

Quote from an Interview with Marci Shore

 

“When John McCain chose Sarah Palin, I felt like she was a character right out of the 1930s.” The Republican vice-presidential candidate lived, Shore thought, “in a totally fictitious world … not constrained by empirical reality.” Someone like that, Shore believed, could really rile up a mob.

And then came Trump.

Once again, it was the lack of truthfulness that terrified her. “Without a distinction between truth and lies, there is no grounding for a distinction between good and evil,” she says. Lying is essential to totalitarianism; she understood that from her scholarly research. But while Hitler and Stalin’s lies were in the service of some vast “eschatological vision”, the post-truth dishonesty of a Trump or Putin struck her as different. The only relevant criterion for each man is whether this or that act is “advantageous or disadvantageous to him at any given moment. It’s pure, naked transaction.”


https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025/jun/16/why-a-professor-of-fascism-left-the-us-the-lesson-of-1933-is-you-get-out 

Saturday, June 14, 2025

Poem: Overcast

 

Overcast

 

white sun,

color-drained bay,

overcast cerement,

ribs of shade,

 

and the seagulls toss,

gone bits of stars

caught in old breath.

 

foam

flees a chant of waves,

sand the skin

of all that’s shed,

 

our lives

brief winks

in the play of the ocean,

raindrops like sex,

 

and the treasures we crave,

day in and out,

scuttle shiny as crabs

over slick black rocks.

 

philosphers are oars,

boats skulls,

buddha one fisherman,

jesus another,

and witches three.

 

 

 

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6/16/25 ... added "slick"

6/15/25 ... mods

Friday, June 13, 2025

Short Essay: Heavy Cost

 Evil has a heavy cost.  I don't mean people are evil, not unless they are soulless leaders, whose whole life revolves around crushing everyone and everything into capital to serve their devourous ego.  I mean people get caught up in movements that are based on hate, fear and division, a trap of deceit requiring the acceptance of vast, vast lies, the sort of Big Lie that Hilter refers to in Mein Kampf.

We won't survive another wave of fascism. Or Stalinism.  Both Hitler and Stalin committed genocide, killing millions of people.  World War 2 saw nuclear weapons dropped.  The country that dropped them, the USA, is now supplying Israel with weapons -- weapons being used to wage war to inflame the world, moving from Gaza to Lebanon and now into Iran.  Israel is also using US weapons for ethnic cleansing and genocide in Gaza.

The evils of WWII are back.  And the threat of WWIII.  But too many people have been pulled into a spiral of fear around a black hole generated by the bottomless insecurity of demagogues.  There is a way out of the pull, but I doubt  we will find it.  Which makes our descent all the more tragic.

The answer is simple, but the solution is impossible.

Light has come into the world, but the people preferred darkness, for their deeds were evil (John 3:19)

(The Bible is a great source book of wisdom, even when one is not Christian)


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Tuesday, June 10, 2025

Poem: Candleflame Candenza

 

Candleflame Candenza

 

blush and mango

into a griffin

and then azaleas,

a twist through boundless

gleams of zest,

pantomines of swoon

and lust speaking in tongues,

an inferno of gallops

riding a froth of constant birth.


what is this unleashed codex

which devours itself to fly?

what is this truth

of raved sermons from mad birds,

flutterous of rush

and fluent of vortex?

 

the leaps of this candle

embody a phoenix

which scrawls with its own suicidal quills

to birth cantos

immune to the paralysis of the clock--

phrases which loose a trample of fugues,

breadcrumbs of an ancestry of animal tracks,

feverish from a fusillade of quests.


what is this swordplay-like needlework

which stitches wounds

only to heal and rescue everything sensual?

 

what is this …

this…

 

this candle, this haven,

more than light,

rising up toward heaven

despite a sky of trapped iron;

for it has resurrected

the crumbling ash of death,

grown to dispel its stubborn seal,

ephemeral of aerial rush,

an echo of the first spark.

 

 

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6/12 ... changed a word

6/11 ... mods

6/10 ... mods after posting 

Thursday, June 5, 2025

Poem: Glitch

 

Glitch

 

a Tower of Babel rose

in shunts and loops,

squinched as it was,

noodle-tight in the dormitory

of a certain human brain and

 

its architectures

tended to refer to ‘voices’which,

if not outrightly stating,

suggested strongly that they--

whatever they were--

seemed stable enough,

representatives of the Id or the I or

the ego or whatever,

and yet still,

 

as they put it,

 

‘it all supervened on a wasp nest

of wrangling centers,’

a ‘cook’s-broth of impressarios’

in which no rational arbiter

swam, sank or floated in adjudication.

 

it followed, therefore,

so they explained,

that no one ‘in here,’

which is to say, the Tower,

thought things through wisely,

or blessed whatever action the ‘shells’

(another term they liked besides ‘voices’)

eventually decided to take.

 

in light of all this, this glitch

in the flow of my consciousness,

i concluded there were these, what were, in effect,

byzantine labyrinths

going on in my head.

moreover and most critical,

their sly dance was the prestige of the trick--

that mysterious magic which  

the doctors referred to as  “self-determination.”

 

in the end

 

the doctors and legals

and philosophicals

who pranced in intellectual gaggles,

while deigning to scratch

the flat of the black square on top of their heads,

they said

that the voices and shells and ‘salads’ of the Babble

were radically alert and fully functional--

a situation sure and eager, so they diagnosed,

to dangerously contrive.

 

 

 

 

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6/16/25 ... shortened an awkward polysyallabic

6/5/25 .. fixed typos

Tuesday, June 3, 2025

Nemo's "Us vs World Revisited" : How we treat animals

"Us vs World Revisited" by Daniel Carden Nemo

 

As as ethics instructor, I am always looking for powerful arguments to challenge my students (and myself).  Often the best arguments come in the form of questions.  These lead to a dialectic that plays out in the iniquisitive mind.

I found an essay that contains a monsoon of ethical questions, all fruitful and conducive to a journey of ramifying insights.  The essay is "Us vs World Revisited" by Daniel Carden Nemo, who is Editor-in-Chief of the Amsterdam Review:


https://www.amsterdamreview.org/world-revisited.html 


The essay concerns our treatment of animals, which even today, in times of environmental crisis, is a largely unacknowledged atrocity.  Our collective consciousness has advanced in many ways, say, in the last five hundred years, but the animals we exploit, torment, torture, displace and kill, directly or indirectly, in our selfish pursuits, remain halpless, unseen victims.  

Even our acknowledgement of animal rights is fairly new on a cultural scale.  Concerning human rights, we've made some important progress, battling it out with the forces of ignorance for hundreds or thousands of years.  We've made slavery illegal and culturally abhorrent.  Women can vote.  Gay marriage is legal (in the USA, even, for now ...).  

Just a few hundred years ago, slavery was debated.  Chained, naked humans were paraded down public streets for auction.   Brilliant progress has beeen made; but there is still a long way to go.  Slavery still exists, albeit illegal.  Misogyny is an ongoing problem and threat. The caste systems in India and the USA remain two monumental blights (Isabel Wilkerson, Caste).   

But--as "Us vs World Revisited" brings out, if you read the keen questions in Nemo's essay--our continuing struggle with human rights is not a valid excuse to ignore the plight of animals.  Indeed, it is all interconnected.

Nemo's essay, both incisive and eloquent, made me look at my own personal responsibility, and personal responsibility in general.  I want to elaborate some on these issues. 

Thomas Jefferson, a slave-owner, wrote "I fear for my country when I reflect that God is just."  Jefferson knew that owning slaves was wrong.  But he did it anyway.  He took a Black slave as a sexual partner, starting when she was only 14 years old, which is rape for the age alone, even if he didn't use threat or coercion--then again, if one is enslaved, one is in a continuous state of coercion.  The first President of the USA, George Washington, had dentures that were made of teeth pulled from Black slaves.  We are grappling with this now in the USA (or, maybe I should say, attempting to grapple..).  Similar issues concerning historically great figures occur in every geopolitical place. 

We also have to look at our own hypocritical behavior--and grapple with it.  I myself, full disclosure, was a vegetarian for over twenty years (after my first realization of the horror of our treatment of animals, in my mid-twenties).  But, living in a small rural community, where options are quite limited--and being finanically challenged--and surrounded by others who are carnivores, I have slipped back to where I will eat meat, now and then, in social settings.  I buy sausage a few times a year.  There are also some health issues I have, which limit my diet choices.  And yet ...  

I have no good excuse.  Even so, I want to say to all those persons--who are like me--that we can still be voices for what is right and--we can still perform good acts. Flawed though we are--and we should keep working on it--we are still in a position to promote the good.  And we should.   Human beings, in general, are flawed creatures, but we can't let our guilt and failures shut down our attempts to improve ourselves and the world.

Although it is probably disgusting to many advocates of animal rights to hear this, I will say, to people like me:  if you cut back, at least, on your meat-eating, it is something good.  It does not not absolve our continued participation.  Future generations will be right to mock and damn us.  Still, the world is a grey place, with many complex, ethical tangles--and no one is going to be perfect.    

'No one is perfect' is often used as an excuse to do nothing.  And I want to emphasize: that's not what I am doing here.  I am wrestling with the question of personal responsibility, and finding myself wanting, as I think many people will.  I think many of us, as I did for many years, grapple with being shut down from crippling guilt and outright even suicidal self-hatred.  

I've written on this blog that human beings are very much like vampires and werewolves, the monsters we fascinate on in entertainment.   We are born into a brutal world, where we have to devour life to survive.  A world where fear of various kinds of pain can easily override reason and ethics.  Again, though, we've made progress.  Somehow we have stumbled across a span of thousands of years to discover a type of government called 'democracy,' which is far better than fascism and rulership by godkings.

All of us can make progress as individuals, though often, as in my case, dealing with my own issues, it is a brutal journey.  And we should be proud of our courage to face our issues, and to find a candle in the dark, even if we stumble still.  When I say "issues" I mean everything, such as the child abuse I suffered, for that is that is needed for honesty and to 'Know Thyself' and work toward compassion, including a look in the mirror.

Again, it's a brutal world, though if we are privileged, we can unfortunately hide from it.  We buy products in stores, everything--food, clothes, electronics, and so on--and are no doubt sometimes, or often, supporting horrific conditions and practices tucked away in 'undeveloped' countries.'  Coca-Cola, for instance, has been linked to slave-like and terrified conditions for women and children in India:

https://www.nytimes.com/video/world/asia/100000009363281/sugar-industry-exploitation-of-women.html

In a way, Christianity is right, we are all 'sinners.'  But-- importantly--and to repeat myself--we can do good acts, nevertheless.  And we should.  And it feels right to do them.  

It is okay to feel good, sometimes, even as a monster, if actions merit.

For emphasis:  The ethical complexity, even ambiguity, of the world is not an excuse to do nothing.

Furthermore, those of us that take the painful journey of truth, looking at ourselves critically, are doing something courageous.  It is even more courageous if we manage to change in the right direction and do good acts, helping others in the right direction as well.

Back to animals and their plight.  Animals deserve far better from us.  One of my favorite questions in Nemo's essay is:

Did you know ethical progress often means reexamining cultural habits? Traditions shape behavior but they can evolve.

This question is at the heart of the book I am myself writing about how humanity can move our ethos forward.  Culture can evolve.  We have the mental and cultural plasticity to do it.  But we have to get out of what I call the 'ignorance vortex':

https://owlwholaughs.blogspot.com/2025/05/draft-intro-of-my-book-better-angels.html 


For thousands of years, the ignorance vortex has trapped us, which has included cycles of war and ceaseless macho patriarchy.  But, to end with some hope, we've made progress, an incredible amount, just in my lifetime.  When I was in my twenties (1980s), there was no such thing as 'cage free' eggs or other animal-empathic products.  Progress has occurred.  And, on an historical scale, going back to the beginnings of civilization, ten thousand years ago, the pace in our time has been accelerative and swift.  

Let's hope we keep moving forward, out of the ignorance vortex, and don't get pulled back.  If we do go back, succumb to atavism, we will meet our doom on the perverse road we take to avoid it, a fate instigated by what godkings have always brought us: war.

"In the nuclear age, the real enemy is war itself"--Denzel Washington, Crimson Tide

This is a pivotal time.  We can't afford the godkings, and all the ignorance and cruelty they require, anymore.  Godkings will bring not just what they always have--cruelty, savagery, oppression and suffering--but the end of civilization itself.   

Cynics often bring up 'human nature.'  If 'human nature' made war inevitable, then, by definition,  nothing could be done.  It's circular reasoning.

But human nature does not limit us.  The evidence that we can improve already exists.  The fact that women have the right to vote--that alone--shows a massive flexibility in our culture--based on reason and goodness and light.  For millennia women's voices were silenced, let alone given equal standing in political decisions.  But we changed.  Culture changed after thousands of years of being stuck.

The cynical argument that human nature damns us is a pathetic, miserable canard.

We can do it, move foward.  We can all be part of the movement toward the Good, even though we are, each of us, flawed.   In this time, 20-21st century, forward movement has taken place faster than ever before.  

It is, in a way, a race to the finish line of what our future will be, light or dark. 



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