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The attempt by city bureaucrats to censor freedom of expression at Pride is an outrage. If expressing the opinion that Israel practices apartheid (a view shared by both Desmond Tutu and Jimmy Carter) violates their "anti-discrimination" policy, it's a policy that needs an emergency rewrite.
There is no human right not to be offended or to "be comfortable" at all places and times. Pride's origins are in political struggle, not corporate sponsorship. Politics always involves (sometimes heated) disagreements. If that makes some people uncomfortable, they are perfectly free to stay home.
John Wilson, Toronto
B'Nai Brith's definition of hate speech is very convenient — if you're fronting for a repressive government. According to your story, the Zionist lobby group finds any comparison of Israel and apartheid South Africa "inherently hateful." If this is so, why do they not avail themselves of Canada's laws against hate speech? Because they're not that stupid.
Rather than risk losing in court, which they would if they prosecuted the use of the word "apartheid" to describe the apartheid-like conditions under which the state of Israel forces Palestinians to live, B'Nai Brith and its fellow travelers want to impose their extra-legal definition of hate speech on a public more easily swayed by emotive appeals than by the often hard to come by facts about the Israeli occupation of Palestine, and its many crimes.
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Elle Flanders, a member of Queers Against Israeli Apartheid, which participated in the last Pride Toronto, states that "this has nothing to do with anything other than criticism of Israel." I find it amazing that a homosexual woman would denounce Israel, the only country in the Middle East where gays are able to live openly and freely. In any other Middle Eastern country, including the Palestinian territories, homosexuals are ostracized, imprisoned, or executed. Ms. Flanders states that she is a "big Jew-lover," but one has to wonder.
Dr. Jerome Edelstein, Toronto
The city or any level of government shouldn't be in the business of using our tax dollars to promote or block events like the Pride Parade. The businesses that benefit and people who wish to attend should put up the necessary funds to run the event.
The city believes its anti-discrimination policy was likely violated by QuAIA (Queers Against Israeli Apartheid), and has received complaints about the use of the phrase "Isreali apartheid." Some people feel uncomfortable about the use of those words and some people like myself feel uncomfortable about the event itself and I have chosen not to attend.
The government's role is to protect our choices, not to use our tax dollars as carrots and sticks.
Vedran Saciragic, Toronto
Councillor Kyle Rae and city managers Mike Williams and Ceta Ramkhalawansingh are threatening Pride's funding if they don't ban QuAIA. Their reasons include the charge that a marcher wore a crossed out swastika, a well-known anti-racism symbol, and that criticism of Israel's many violations of international law makes some people uncomfortable.
In 1980, I co-founded Gay Asians Toronto, one of the first groups for racialized queer people in the city. By the end of the decade, I marched in the Pride parade with the Simon Nkodi Anti-Apartheid Committee, a gay and lesbian group against human rights violations in South Africa. In 2009, I marched with QuAIA, a queer group in opposition to human rights violations in Israel/Palestine. Social justice is a key issue and a proud tradition in the queer community and at the parade, especially for those who sit on the margins of social power.
That city politicians and bureaucrats would use threats to censor human rights debate from our gay march, especially on such obviously spurious grounds, is presumptuous and arguably homophobic.
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6:09pm ET - The Broncos have announced that WR D'Andre Goodwin, OT Adam Grant, RB Jeremiah Johnson, S Kyle McCarthy, WR Eron Riley and FB Austin Sylvester will join Beal and Weber on the practice squad. Earlier reports had suggested that McCarthy was ineligible for the PS, but obviously those were incorrect.
5:34pm ET - Denver has signed former ZOMG Patriots CB Jonathan Wilhite, a fourth-year player whom New England originally selected 129th overall in the 2008 Draft (4th round). What are they trying to do, become the Patriots West?!?! In 39 career games (13 starts), Wilhite has three INTs, nine passes defensed and 93 tackles. New England had waived Wilhite last Monday.
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Good Morning, Broncos fans! Following yesterday's leaguewide cuts and waivers, the Broncos have an opportunity to claim some young talent today. For any players with less than four years of service, the Broncos will have second crack (behind Carolina) at picking them up - and in all instances, they will have to immediately cut or waive another player to make room on the 53-man roster. FWIW, players who are claimed on waivers today cannot then be traded to other teams - so while Denver has an advantage with their place in the waiver order, they cannot leverage it into acquiring other assets.
For players like RB Lance Ball, OL Chris Clark, Manny Ramirez and Herb Taylor, DL Ryan McBean and Mitch Unrein, and CB Chris Harris, this could mean the excitement of having cracked Denver's roster may be limited to but a day. Meanwhile, vested veterans (those with four years of service) will have their 2011 salaries guaranteed come next Saturday. All waiver claims must be submitted by teams by noon ET today and will be awarded at 4pm ET. Any players that clear waivers today will immediately become free agents.
Happy Saturday, friends. I have a few thoughts on the Broncos' roster, and then some thoughts for some potential pickups from the rest of the NFL.
1. I am only really surprised that Kyle McCarthy and Jeremy Jarmon were cut. Perrish Cox earned the axe by playing poorly in the preseason, and from the rest, only David Anderson was mildly surprising. The waiving of McCarthy seems to be a function of a decision that Quinton Carter can do everything that Kyle can do, and that you really only need two box safeties. Jarmon's athleticism impressed me, and I'm sad to see him go.
2. I'd like to see Eron Riley, Eric Olsen, Jeremy Beal, Jeremiah Johnson, and McCarthy on the Practice Squad. None of the rest of the eligible guys have really showed me much. That's 4 offensive players and 1 defender, so I'd want to find three other defenders around the NFL. (Jarmon isn't eligible, because he was on Washington's 53-man roster for most of the 2009 and 2010 seasons.)
3. I'm slightly concerned about carrying just three RBs, and obviously no backup offensive lineman is worth a damn at this point, including Russ Hochstein. On defense, I'm not freaking out about any position except CB. I'd definitely like to see somebody better than Chris Harris come along, and I would also be amenable to an upgrade over Mitch Unrein (sorry, TJ) and/or Ryan McBean at DT. There are some good players available at both CB and DT, as we'll discuss below.
5:20pm ET - Our latest calculations suggest the Broncos have just over $97M committed to the salary cap at this juncture
Notable cuts: Colts DT Tommie Harris, Bears RB Chester Taylor, Cowboys DT Igor Olshansky, Bucs DT John McCargo, Bengals G Max Jean-Gilles, Titans WR Justin Gage and DE Jacob Ford, Patriots S Brandon Meriweather, Eagles DE Anthony Hargrove, DT Derek Landri, CB Joselio Hanson, Raiders CB Lito Sheppard, Dolphins CB Will Allen, Rams WR Donnie Avery, Bucs S Ahmad Black, Dolphins QB Pat Devlin
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Good Morning, Broncos fans! It's a big day, as final cutdowns are due across the league, and Denver is expected to be scouring the waiver wire for some much-needed depth - or didn't you see Thursday's game? Andrew Mason takes his shot at predicting the Denver roster (pre-waiver pickups, of course) and figures the team to keep only three RBs (Lance Ball over Jeremiah Johnson and Brandon Minor) and three TEs (with Virgil Green potentially sliding to the PS), plus five WRs (Eron Riley beating out David Anderson) and eight LBs (Lee Robinson and Mike Mohamed sticking). Mason also sees CB Chris Harris making the squad, with Darcel McBath beating out his fellow '09 draftee David Bruton at safety.
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Ted: S, CB, TE, OL, and RB. I'll be interested to see if Mohamed plays well and gives the team a reason to keep too
Doug: Which CBs do you think are on the bubble Ted? I assume Harris and Bing don't really have a chance, right?
Ted: I haven't seen much from them. I think they're trying to play on to the practice squad. I'd like to see strong play from both Cox and Thompson. If not, one of them might fall out in favor of a 5th safety
TJ: Rosario will be interesting too. I wouldn't have thought he'd be there on the bubble. But I wouldn't be surprised to see the Broncos keep more TEs and less RBs
Ted: Yeah, I could see that too TJ. Something like 3 TBs and 1 FB, with 4 TEs
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Happy Friday, Broncos fans, and welcome to the most parentheses-laden Lard in history! The best part about last night's 26-7 loss (box score) to the Cardinals is that it's over. There was injury (Syd'Quan Thompson - torn Achilles tendon, done for the year; Britt Davis - concussion; Nate Irving - chest; David Bruton - shoulder; Matthew Willis - turf toe), there was insult (Arizona led 26-0 until the final two minutes), and there was craptastic play on both sides of the ball, as the Broncos were outgained 398 to 293, with more than half of their yards (164) coming on the team's last two drives of the game.
"That's about as bad as it gets," said John Fox at halftime.
He was describing the Broncos' play, but he could have been talking about the team's depth.
Here's something you can take to the bank--the Broncos will scour the waiver wire like crayfish.
Will they look for an offensive lineman, a defensive back, or a defensive lineman?
They'll probably grab one of each, and top it off with a running back for good measure.
The Broncos' second- and third-string units were as exciting as a Peter King fashion statement in their loss to the Cardinals tonight.
They will certainly test the theory that depth matters in today's NFL.
Continue reading "Gut Reaction: Preseason Week 4 - Broncos @ Cardinals"
Roster battles to watch: RBs - Lance Ball/Jeremiah Johnson/Brandon Minor; TEs - Dante Rosario/Dan Gronkowski; WRs - Matthew Willis/Britt Davis; OL - Chris Clark/Manny Ramirez/Eric Olsen/Stanley Daniels; LB - Mike Mohamed/Lee Robinson; S David Bruton/Darcel McBath
Enjoy the game, and Go Broncos!
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Nurse Bess Crawford finds herself involved in the search for a devious and dangerous killer in 1917 London after a woman she recognized from a wounded soldier's photo is found murdered.
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To great critical acclaim, author Charles Todd introduced protagonist Bess Crawford in A Duty to the Dead. The dedicated World War I nurse returns in An Impartial Witness, and finds herself in grave peril when a moral obligation makes her the inadvertent target of a killer. As hauntingly evocative as Todd's award-winning, New York Times bestselling Ian Rutledge novels, An Impartial Witness transports readers to a dark time of war and involves us in murder, intrigue, and the fascinating affairs of a truly unforgettable cast of characters.
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A great follow up to A Duty to the Dead
If you love to read historical mysteries then you might want to try An Impartial witness by Charles Todd.
Todd has two series of mysteries: The Ian Rutledge mysteries and the two Bess Crawford mysteries. The Impartial witness is the second in the Bess Crawford series.
Todd and his mother are the writers for these excellent series.
The tale begins in the early summer of 1917 and Bess Crawford a spunky nursing sister is returning to England with a convoy of wounded soldiers from the French front. One of the patients that she recently cared for was a badly burned pilot who had the picture of his beloved wife near his cot. While Bess was at the Waterloo train station she saw a tearful woman with an officer from the Wiltshire Regiment. He was very cold toward the woman and got on the train to leave for the front. Bess recognizes the face of the woman as the wife of the wounded pilot. She tries to follow the woman through the crowded train station but loses her trail. Two weeks later Bess is back in France and by chance gets a package from home that is wrapped with an old newspaper. One of the stories is about the murder of a woman. This woman, Marjorie Evanson was the wife of the pilot that Bess treated. Scotland Yard is asking anyone to contact them if they saw
Mrs. Marjorie Evanson on the day she was murdered. The rest of this mystery deals with this murder and Bess spends her leaves from the front to try and find the murderer.
An excellent read, with period details about London and the outlying areas. There are lots of twists and turns in this fast-paced plot. Readers will enjoy the outgoing character of this female sleuth.
An Impartial Witness is a good story but it is not so well written and plotted as the Ian Rutledge series. i was put off by the repetitiveness of the action and the two-dimensional quality of the characters. The Heroine, Bess, and her trusted Protector, Simon, are usually dashing about the countryside in forays for information. This in itself is odd because during WWI petrol must have been scarce. Bess is alternatively courageous and helpless, and Simon is always there to accompany her or arrive at the just the right moment to rescue and comfort her.. Many of the characters are caricatures who have little actual relationship to one another, and the relationship Bess has with her family seems incidental rather than real.
The Ian Rutledge books are very beautifully written. The language itself is a pleasure to read. Yes, the ghost remarks in his head could be tiresome but were mostly helpful in the later books.
This book does rate three stars for being a good story and worth a read.
A new author for me. I'll look for more.
Charles Todd is an outstanding find ... a new mystery writer that has captured my attention. I hope that this dynamic writing team continues for many years.
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I am attempting to create the properly DER encoded ECC parameters for the custom Microsoft P160 PlayReady curve to feed into a HSM. I have found a few sources that specify the definition of the P160 curve since it is non-standard and custom. Below is a link to one source. In particular, the PlayReady curve values are discussed in Section 6.4.2 of the book Elementary Number Theory,A Computational Approach by William Stein.
Below is an exert from another source concerning the P160 PlayReady curve parameters.
For ECC, Microsoft is using an elliptic curve over Zp, where p is a 160 bit prime number (given below). The curve consists of the points that lie on the curve y^2=x^3+ax+b, where the operations are done over the field Zp and a and b are coefficients that are given below. All values are represented as packed binary values: in other words, a single value over Zp is encoded simply as 20 bytes, stored in little endian order. A point on the elliptic curve is therefore a 40 byte block, which consists of two 20 byte little endian values (the x coordinate followed by the y coordinate). Here are the parameters for the elliptic curve used in MS-DRM:
p (modulus): 89abcdef012345672718281831415926141424f7
coefficient a: 37a5abccd277bce87632ff3d4780c009ebe41497
coefficient b: 0dd8dabf725e2f3228e85f1ad78fdedf9328239e
generator x: 8723947fd6a3a1e53510c07dba38daf0109fa120
*generator y: 445744911075522d8c3c5856d4ed7acda379936f
Order of curve: 89abcdef012345672716b26eec14904428c2a675
These constants are fixed, and used by all parties in the MS-DRM system. The "nerd appeal" of the modulus is high when you see this number in hexadecimal: it includes counting in the hexadecimal, as well as the digits of fundamental constants e, pi, and sqrt(2).
Based on this information I have created the following hex-encoding of the DER encoded curve parameters for the P160 curve using BouncyCastle as my base ASN.1 library. Note that no seed value is specified in these curve parameters.
Although mathematically these curve parameters are accepted by the HSM and OpenSSL, the P160 curve points produced are not acceptable to PlayReady. I am able to use the same process to produce valid P256 curve points that are acceptable to PlayReady so I do no believe my methods are flawed. Does anyone have any experience with the PlayReady P160 curve parameters?


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Paer 2 of Thomas Dudley's Letter
If these errors were not enough, she claims to prophesy, nay,
more than that, she claims to know them that are of the Lord's
elect, and to know them that are not! Even the saintliest of Papists
would disclaim such knowledge! Of our ministers, she says they
are false and unsufficient in knowledge, and,therefore, teach not
right doctrine! Granted, a preacher might be justified in this
judgement, but in a woman it is undeniable heresy! Her impertinence
is outrageous, for she openly questions, contradicts, and durst
correct our esteemed ministers at holy service, causing great
clamor among the faithful congregants, while rallying the weak-
headed and proud to her perswasions. Is this not proof enough that
she hath strayed beyond the wholesome bounds of true religion,
and that she hath within her corrupt heart not the Spirit of the Lord,
but that of the Arch Enemy of us all! How it grieves me to set these
matters down – see how my pen shakes and my script trembles!
I am most truly confirmed that she must of be convented, tried,
and, if possible, made to recant of her blasphemies, and, if her
heart be unto the Lord, as is her boasting, then she must repent.
If she be impenitent, then she must be punished with severity; for
on account of the enormity of her sins, so her punishment
must equal it; and, as it seemeth to me, banished from our
jurisdiction as a woman not fit for our society. Thus her explusion
will be an example to others, those women in particular that have
gathered to her as flies to excrement, and who, the Lord knows,
even now, having drunk eagerly of her peculiar poison, walk
among us as unto a fatal sickness. Her banishment will rid
us of her, and what may befall her, as according to the will
of God (as I believeth), shall no longer be within the duty of our
purview or concern; so that we may direct our prayers and pity
properly to those whose unfortunate souls she has subverted,
of which the number now is great enough to make me shudder.
Moreover, if she refuse that reformation of the heart, what hope
doth she have? Is she not condemned by the very Spirit she
claims to possess? How easily the blind see the errors of others,
but not their own! How, then, shall we reason with her, if she be
reasoned with at all?
For she is obedient to no one except that diabolical voice within,
but also perhaps her husband, a man of a very mild temper and
weak parts, and wholly guided by his wife; who, I durst believe,
has also come under her spell, forasmuch as he hath apparently
no authority over her as Scripture lays upon him as a Christian
husband, excepting, it would seem, when only on her back, for
she conceives in great frequency, much like a sow.
But in her interpretations she is clever only, not having depth
of truth to what she says, as to be expected of one descended
from she who was deceived. And she doth brazenly and without
shame usurp the authority – a grievous sin, indeed – of us
whom the Lord has mercifully placed over womenfolk – to guide,
protect, and, it is to be hoped, secure their salvation, which, she,
blinded by her own conceit and arrogance, hath jeopardized
to her damnation, this Jezebel who dares to walk among us as
though she were the Lord's appointed prophet!
For women are not of that strength of mind as men be, and
cannot carry those burdens suited only to men. Her error, then,
sensible beyond doubt, is that she has given herself wholly
to reading and writing, and substracted herself from those works
as belong to good-wife (if that she ever be!) – the proper care of
home and children, submission to her husband in all things
especially pertaining to the Lord, His will and purposes; rather
than meddling in those matters the Lord meant proper to men,
and men only, whose minds the Lord hath seen fit to fashion
stronger, for woman is the weaker vessel, so saith the apostle
as plain as the day is light, and her place hath been ordained
for all time, forasmuch as she was created for the man and given
unto him and not the man given unto the woman. Of all of this,
Mistress Hutchinson mocks brazenly as though she had never
read Scripture! She hath effectively become more a husband than
a wife, a preacher than a hearer, and a magistrate than a subject.
The hour is late, and my eyes tire exceedingly. There is much
more to relate, and divers voices with grave accusations against her,
which however I forbear until I am rested. In a few days I will
convoke all members of the General Court to session at the meetinghouse. There, before our faithful elders, for all to hear and consider,
I will expose and expound the nature of her errors and rebelliousness,
and whatever other evidence may be brought against her. We must
act with urgency and courage, lest this wicked leaven spread farther
than it hath and more innocent souls be caught in her web and
who might misguidingly eat the pernicious bread of her corrupt table,
and the whole colony be lost in hellish disorder and discord –
for already her power hath divided the commonwealth into
quarrelsome parties.
I trust the Lord will make good speed of this matter, and in His mercy
and wisdom guide and sustain us in this righteous endeavor. As it was
with that wicked Jezebel of Israel, may she who now confronts us –
this American Jezebel – be struck with the severity of the Lord's
judgement, that all may fear and tremble, see and know that the Lord tolerates no evil amidst his own. And having been rid of her, this
heathen and publickan, shall the Lord not prosper us as before?
May the Lord restore the peace and unity to this colony of
Massachusetts which this daughter of Satan hath taken away,
and may His hand be gentle and compassionate upon us once more. Amen.
– Thomas Dudley
Governor of Massachusetts by the Grace of God
Nowhere Man
Star dust, the stuff of a fool's dreams.
Oh !!!, to travel upon star dust streams
- that glorious, never ending journey -
into the realms, the space of many.
This old spirit, seems, not to fit into any
mold nor on any rung of the social latter,
that, I think, should not, ever matter.
And so I have to wonder ?,
as upon this planet, I wander.
Is there any place for me ?,
where I might fit in – one day to see ?
In my youth, some perceived me to be
Sall Minnio, even the King,
- Elvis Presley, - this idea girls would bring
with them, in their pursuit of me.
As an adult, I came to be seen
– an Italian, a Greek, a Mexican –
a First Nations is what I've been
as folks do the best they can.
As people guessed at my race,
looking and looking into my face,
the essence, the spirit, the soul of this man.
Yet nowhere do I fit - I belong to no place.
Nowhere do I find a fitting space
for this German, French, British, Native,
gene pool, my heritage doth give.
Plus the few – long forgotten – more
that came through the genetic door
– open for viewing the heart of this old soul –
where there is reflection and getting to know.
There have been some who would pass
this face of many – this face of looking glass
refraction – to see truth – a Redman's blood in the veins
of this First Nation soul – the spirit which remains
for this old soul, the essence of my spirit,
even in times when many would not tolerate it.
And so, it is not a wonder
why this soul seems to flounder,
cannot find anything sounder,
between the jagged, ragged edges
of created, keen, sharp - wedges
between who and what I am, and
where it is I could possibly stand.
There is not – it seems to me – a place
where I fit in, can stand, turn and face,
see a possible niche – a place to belong,
before, my life is almost gone,
as I look back upon all the roads,
- the stories, the tales, the heavy loads –
I have travelled, yet know not what will be told
of what rung, on the social ladder I hold,
what plateau to find shelter in ?,
what plane to fly above, be comfortable in ?,
what place to rest my spirit, my soul within ?,
what space can I find to forget all the sin ?
I have walked with the sane and insane.
I have talked with the educated and uneducated.
I have been in the company of intelligence and unintelligent.
I have laid with the secure and the insecure.
I have laid with passion's fire and frigid's cold.
I have known the moral and the immoral.
I have known those of faith and the faithless
I have known the killed and the killer
I have known those who have taken their own lives
I have known the givers and the takers
I have known the movers and the shakers
I have known the honest and the dishonest
I have known the psychic and the blind.
I have known the truth sayers and the bullshitters,
The fast lane, the slow lane, the middle lane I've moved in.
The sober, the drunkard – I've been and been with.
The strong, the weak – I've been and been with.
The used, the abused – I've been and been with.
The users and the abusers -- I've known and know me.
The wealthy, the poor – I've known and know me.
Financial wealth and Spirituality -- I've known and know me.
The saver of a life -- I've known and was me.
The living and the dead -- I've known and know me.
Having a brush with artists has been my fate.
Having acted up with entertainers has been my fate.
Having had words with writers has been my fate.
Having become a rhymer, like my forth cousin, has been my fate.
I have played with players – strummed a note or two.
I have laid with singers-- sung a note or two.
I have laid with dancers – danced a step or two.
I have struck an arc alongside a welder – a time or two.
I have sprayed painted cars alongside a painter – a time or two.
Hammering out metal with body men – I have done.
Twisting wrenches with mechanics – I have done.
Busining along side business men – I have done.
Being a lover, I always thought, was my forte.
Being a husband, I thought I knew how to play.
Being a father, I thought I knew I would stay.
Being a friend, I thought was always my way.
To be a son – a child's dream.
To be a brother – not to be it seems
as all the above drifts downstream,
leaving one to wonder, what life really means ?
Life's journey can be a wondrous mystery !,
when one leafs through the pages of his history.
One's life can also be a disastrous story ?,
one of little hope, dim light and no glory.
So what is left for this old fool ?,
but to carry on breaking the old rule,
rules that make it possible to call oneself a poet,
something I never call myself, a poet, and I know it !
I do the best I can
That is who I am !
Being a carny – traveling with The World's Finest show.
For a couple of seasons – that is all I did know.
Being a dishwasher, a server, a busboy, a waiter, a manager
of a restaurant, many dimensions of life. I was egger
to come into contact with, to try and understand.
As fate would have it, understanding never came to this hand.
Today, a bum – forty eight years ago – father said
" the best dressed bum in town " would be my stead.
What goes around – at some point in time – comes around.
There is some truth to this, that I have certainly found.
Even though I have touched the edges of many a life.
Many places, pieces of each and everyone, not one has been
a place for me, a place I felt I belonged, the places I've seen
do not leave pillows for my spirit, beds to rest my soul, rife
with uncertainty, is my state, almost every day
I can find no place, no space for me to play.
Looking into this distorted collage
I wonder if it is but a mirage ?
My flaws lie in the heart of my feeling !, it is my sin !,
this belief that there is no place, no space where I fit in.
May 1st 2004
Sentenced to hang in the town of Lincoln,
Billy made his bold escape.
Both of his guards died from thinking
that a shackled young boy couldn't break away.
I've often wondered what thoughts were going through his head
as he stood staring out that window chained to the floor by his bed,
watching the gallows being built that would soon seal his fate.
Was he planning at that very moment his greatest escape?
Did he already know that his hanging would never come to be?
Was he already aware that before night fall, once again he'd be free?
Whatever his thoughts, they were interrupted rudely
by Deputy Bob Ollinger, one of his guards while in custody.
"Word has it you said that if we ever met again you'd kill me on the spot.
Well here I am Kid. Now's your chance. Show me what you've got.
It's a shame that you'll hang in another week or two,
because I'd love to be the one who gets to kill you.
I've got 16 silver dimes in the barrells of my shotgun.
I'd love to try them out on you, but I can't unless you run.
If I free you from those chains will you run for the door?
Oh by the way Kid, your Ma was one sweet dirty whore.
I'll kill you before you hang Kid. That's a sure bet."
"Be careful Bob," said the Kid, "I'm not hung yet."
Bob thrusted his shotgun hard into Billy's gut.
The Kid looked up at him in pain and said, "Now what?"
"Don't do it Bob," Bell screamed angrily,
"or you'll be the one who'll hang for sure
for killing an unarmed man in cold blood
who was chained helplessly to the floor.
It's time for the other prisoners to be escorted across the street to be fed.
The Kid's not going anywhere. He's chained to the floor by his bed.
Anyway, I took the prisoners last so now it's your turn.
Go and have yourself a beer and I'll stay here
and guard the Kid until you return."
Bob Ollinger placed his shotgun into the gun rack.
Before he left he said to Billy, "I'll see you when I get back."
No one can say for sure if the above dialog ever truly took place,
but one thing's for sure,
Ollinger tormented Billy at a merciless endless pace.
They were arch enemies who fought against each other
during the Lincoln County War.
Ollinger was in the posse that killed John Tunstall,
Billy's employer, friend and mentor.
"I have to use the privy Bell," Billy said to the deputy.
Bell kept his rifle trained on Billy as he tossed him the key.
Billy unlocked the chains that kept him bound to the floor.
Still in handcuffs and leg irons, Bell escorted Billy out the door.
Billy entered the outhouse closing the door behind him.
"Let's not take too long in there Kid," Bell said with a humorous grin.
While in the outhouse Billy managed to slip one of his hands out of his handcuff.
"You fall in there Kid?" Bell laughed, "You've been in there long enough."
"I'm coming out now Bell," Billy said opening the door.
"Sorry I took so long Bell. I must have ate something bad for sure."
Deputy Bell then escorted Billy back to the jail cell.
Once inside, Billy spun around and smacked hard Deputy James Bell.
Bell lost his balance, dropped his rifle and was momentarily stunned.
"Hands Up Bell!," the Kid yelled. In his hand was a gun.
"Please don't do it Bell," Billy pleaded, but Bell tried to run.
The Kid had no choice but to do what had to be done.
He shot and killed Bell, then went and got Ollinger's shotgun.
The Kid never found pleasure in killing,
but Ollinger would indeed be the exception.
Knowing that Ollinger heard the gunfire, Billy stood by the window
and waited for Ollinger to appear in the street down below.
One senior named Godfrey saw Bell fall dead down the stairs.
The moment probably gave Godfrey a few more gray hairs.
Ollinger ran out into the street as Godfrey screamed,
"The Kid's killed Bell!"
Ollinger looked up into both barrels of his own shotgun
and whispered, "..and now he's killed me as well."
"Hello Bob!," Billy called out with a song in his heart
just prior to blowing Bob Ollinger apart.
He blasted both barrels into Ollinger's chest and face.
Pieces of old Bob lay scattered all over the place.
Billy smashed his shotgun in two, threw it at him but missed.
"You'll never rifle me again," he screamed, "you son of a b*tch!"
On the balcony he addressed the crowd whose jaws hung agape.
"I don't want to hurt anyone,
but I'll kill anybody who tries to prevent my escape."
In the office he found a sledge hammer
and smashed the chains of his leg irons free.
He told Godfrey to fetch him a fast horse immediately.
As he walked down the stairs, he came upon Bell's lifeless body
and many eyewitnesses admit
that the Kid looked upon him and said almost tearfully,
"I'm sorry I killed you Bell, but couldn't help it."
As Billy mounted the horse the chains of his leg irons startled the beast.
The horse reared up and threw Billy down onto the street.
He was at this point his most vulnerable laying down on the ground.
The crowd could have overtaken him easily, but none made a move or a sound.
Once again Billy mounted the horse
and fled with the sound of his leg iron chains ringing.
Many claim that as he rode out of Lincoln County
that they heard the Kid singing.
Billy had escaped danger so many other times in his past,
but this was his greatest escape ever. It would also be his last.
"I had no intention of killing either one of them. My plan was to tie and gag Bell and then get out of there before Ollinger got back, but then things went terribly wrong.....I certainly didn't want to kill Bell, but I had to in order to save my own life....I never felt happier than when I gave it to old Bob. I said, "Look up here old boy and see what you're getting". I then blasted him in the face and breast. He use to ride me to the point where I just couldn't take it anymore."
- Billy the Kid
Thomas Dudley's Letter to Reverend Cotton Mather
Concerning Anne Hutchinson
My good Syr, be it noted that on this day, Tuesday, 1636,
in the year of our Lord and Saviour, in the teeth of an extraordinary
storm of wind and hail, a certain Edward Johnson, woodworker,
newly come to Boston, and of a mind as of a woman in travail, did
report to me the matter I now submit to you and for which I am
compelled, as a Christian man, and as by conscience, – namely,
that Mistress Anne Hutchinson, hath for no mean time in her privacy,
drawn unto herself sundry persons with whom she unlawfully
and erroneously expounds Scripture; and that she hath boldly
drawn unto herself a potent party of well-to-do, of merchants,
and of certain preachers. Her disobedience to those whom God
in his mercy and pleasure hath placed in authority causeth great
disturbance in our colony, for she is a threat to the foundation
of peace and order we have worked so hard to establish and
for so long a time.
Whereas there was much love and union and sweet agreement
amongst us before she came, yet since then there hath been
censurings and judgeings and condemnings one of another.
And I do conceive all these woeful opinions do come from this
bottom, for if the bottom hath been unsound and corrupt, then
must the building be such. Woe to that soul that shall build upon
such bottoms! The fear at which I tremble most is that if she be
not put in her rightful place, she will establish a community of
women with their abominable wickedness, with its licentiousness
and sinful liberty; and this colony of Massachusetts which the Lord
hath seen fit to bless and prosper would be ruined utterly.
We must be prudent and proceed for she hath a head that
doth excel in knowledge of Scripture, equal to if not greater
than our most learnéd divines. And her words are schooled
besides, she having been taught when in England by her
father, the Reverend Mr. Francis Marbury, himself, it is said,
a defiant Puritan and Separatist who openly spake against
the Church of England and the Queen's authority, and later
the King's, and who was confined in the privacy of his house
and later imprisoned. It is from him that Mistress Hutchinson
received her learning and rebelliousness. But she preacheth
in error and depravity, for she twists the Scriptures so that
what they seem to say in her mouth, they are not. Verily, a man
must tread softly with her, lest he be tripped up by her deviance
and contrivances and be made a fool. That she hath already
perswaded not a few is testimony of her power and art of
perswasion over men's hearts and souls.
Moreover she wears an appearance outwardly of womanly gentility,
modesty, and deference; nor doth she take much thought for
the flesh as younger women do who pamper their bodies with diverse
dainties, – vanities of vanities! – for in truth she is plain in features,
better suited to home than pulpit. Neither is she of a turbulent carriage,
nor, tho' it seemeth strange to me and others, that she be not afflicted
by those distempers common in women of her years and much
child-bearing. But it is all of a monstrous pretense as that of the ancient
Pharisees who the Lord in his wisdom reproved fearlessly, and so
it falleth likewise on us to do the same.
In her opinions, she is most obstinate, with a pertinacity that
overwhelms, confounds, and beleaguers the reasonable man.
She is as bold and arrogant in her assertions as is a Papist, and she
lets her tongue speak for her misguided and foolish heart without
caution or restraint. I fear she is deceived to such degree that she
thinks her person to that of a man, in mind, intelligence, and spirit,
as though she knoweth not her physickal nature, that of a woman,
weak and mortal! And it will appear that she is a very dangerous
woman, sowing her corrupt opinions to the infection of many,
even to those who claim enlightenment but now whose light she
has put out. You see how fit an instrument of Satan she is! And do
you suppose he will relinquish his hold of her?
She is cunning, as women of her kind are. Her pride knoweth
no proper bounds. Like a hunter behind a stalking horse, she
conceals herself, unbeknownst to her prey. Her tongue cuts
like a sword, and the heat of her spirit, if not quenched, will sear
every soul she touches. There is also about her a most unpleasant
sense that, though she be physical and a woman capable of child-
bearing, even so she seemeth possessed of something hidden within
her flesh, a spirit unnatural to her sex, I durst think. Are these
not telling intimations of witchcraft?
She hath caused much unsettlement among the colony, and she
hath gathered many to her perswasion; and, as with the Devil
with Eve, she hath seduced them cunningly. If she be not reduced
forthwith, this plantation, which is now flourishing, would soon,
I repeat, become desolate, and either repossessed again with
savages or emptied by pestilence. Or doth she think in her
perversity, nay, imagine this colony like Jezreel of olden, and she
the self-enthroned queen who taunts with her impieties the people
of God? And does she not build altars and offer thereon unclean
and defiled sacrifices of her idolatry? I tell you, good Syr, she
wears a mask hardened by use, for beneath the commonness
of her countenance and carriage, there exists every vile thing –
even as it was with that Jezebel of old, that witch and whore
and heathen! Will not her end perforce be as that of her which
she imitates? May it be so!
Beginnings – Endings
Out of the darkest reaches of time and space
came molten minerals, gasses, rocks, comets
– life traversing aeons, in suspended animation
across millions of light years, billions of desolate miles
creating unseen universe after universe,
creating unseen solar system after solar system.
Past galaxies, black holes, quasars, supernovas,
planets with their moon / moons orbiting.
Time and space expanding, along side, ride
asteroids, meteors, comets and star dust.
Star dust, travelling in time and space
follows a subconscious wave, a coarse
that has taken them – particles of life –
into this little blue planet and all that inhabit.
A fight for life, in the heat of battles with the gods,
was won, the gods kicked our ass into the prefect place
as star dust, eggs, came crashing down
their shells, shattered, melted away, as they
entered this little blue planets, once gray, atmosphere.
Upon entering, having contact with Mother Natures furry,
found their way into Mother Natures, pot of stew,
within which they grew, divided and conquered,
after millions and millions of years of evolution,
disasters, mutations, genetic manipulations
that brought out of the darkness a metamorphous
and their core essence, the yolk separated.
Separated into millions of microorganism, atoms,
millions of diverse cells, that in corporation, became all,
all that we thought we have known about life on this planet.
Until one fine day the gods finally got it right
and from the primordial – chicken gumbo – soup
we animate cells climbed, and the inanimate cells
lay in stone and other lifeless – in our view - lives
as we evolved arms, legs, hands, feet – animal magnetism.
On days – every thirty six hundred years –
gods were at their closest point to the slaves they created.
They would come and tweak our genes until no longer
homo Neanderthal, ruled, no longer Cro-Magnon ruled,
the gods finally got it right and homo sapiens rule !!!
After all, we were created in the likeness of the gods
and did not the gods rule, and now god rules.
The gods sent their sons to investigate the progress
of what they had thrown onto this once barren rock
– our little blue planet – observe and obtain, to create
change in this upright creature that crawled out of the seas,
- and they mated with the daughters of created man –
who, after many alterations, natural mutations and genetic
manipulations – evolved from a single cell into an exotic creature
in the oceans, to this gorgeous mammal, upright upon land
who became the forefathers of man – from Austaustralopithecus,
Africanus, Homo-Rudolfensis, Homo Erectus, Neanderthal
and finally us – Homo Sapiens - Sapiens, the children of the gods,
gods who decided our fate ( slaves for all eternity ) with their
spaced out wisdom, and in their likeness, war against each other,
conquer, kill off nations, drown legions in the red sea, nuke cities
- Sodom and Gomorrah – wiped out the Earth with a tsunami
or at least, did little to prevent it, except to give man the ark,
that floating laboratory with its vials of genetic material, D N A.
I think I am getting carried away, being a little redundant at times,
but the show must go on so that we can see man's journey.
That spaced out wisdom – genetically create man in our likeness,
our image, we will give the evolution of man, a jump start,
we will insert, into his D N A, the essence from our gene pool,
at our science centre ( the garden of EDEN ) then Adam, and EVE,
the prototypes for us modern man / woman – the likeness of us gods.
Enter the sons of the gods, who found such beauty in the daughter of man,
the creations of the of their heavenly fathers, and began to lay – sleep –
with them giving birth to legends, – some horror stories -, creatures,
myths, stories of good and evil that have become the legacy of man.
We – mankind – are no better than the gods, the sons of the gods
who brought us out of our animal magnetism and into consciousness.
We are like them - the gods, the sons of the gods - as the bible
and all the following religions – Adidam, Ásatrú, Atenism, Ayyavazhi,
Aztec religion, Bahá'í Faith, Bön, Buddhism, Cheondoism, Christianity,
Confucianism, Discordianism, Druidism, Druze, Ancient Egyptian religion
Etruscan religion, Ancient Greece, Hermeticism.Hinduism, Islam,
Jainism, Judaism etc., etc. – as well as the Sanskrit, tell us we are.
We fight among ourselves for control, for power, for prestige,
for all that we believe is our god given right as we lay siege
to the lands, the mineral rights etc., etc., laying waste
to Mother Earth and man, all that keeps this planet alive,
in our greed, our desire to dominate, in our haste
to achieve what ?, what in the end will not help us survive.
What will we learn ?, what will we derive ?
In the final analysis, will this planet last another million years ?
Or soon be lost, leaving itself and us in a tsunami of tears
that is about to drown history, mankind and all,
as, into space, Mother Earth, her children will fall.
Then, will we see, truly hear the gods call,
will they save us ?, take us into another hall.
B. J. "A" 2 ( Bill . )
June 13th 2004
Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid;
She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made
And wrapped about her braids to grace her forehead like a crown;
Her thick and shining braids that are the shade of chestnut brown.
A soft and dreamy smile lifts her lips of cherry rose
As she so elegantly lifts the flower to her nose
To smell the rich and heady fragrance rising from its soul-
Upon this day in early May, her heart with joy is full.
But look! The heavens open wide, and joy is changed to fear,
For Michael the Archangel in the garden does appear,
And with him stand Saint Margaret and Saint Catharine, sent to seek
This girl of twelve, and in her frightened youthful ears to speak
Words form the Lord, of how someday, somehow, she'll have to save
Her native land, her land of France, from lying in the grave.
When in their bright angelic garb these saints to heav'n returned,
She knew they had been sent from God, her heart within her burned
With strong desire, with heaven's fire, to do her Father's will;
Her heart beats hard, while all around is silent, calm and still.
The years pass by, now seventeen, her hour is fully come,
And what is now but distant fancy, dull and throbbing hum
Will be her life, her joy, her pain; her darkness or her light:
For God and country, king and freedom, must, she must needs fight.
The chains of England must be broken, young prince Charles crowned:
A source of hope, of inspiration must for France be found;
For civil war rakes raging claws through weary, hopeless men,
Who fight and die, and sacrifice, and lose their homes again;
Their gardens, flocks and herds, and treasures, all are swept away:
With nothing left but life itself, and naught to do but pray.
God heard their prayer and sent her there for their deliverance,
To lead them on to victory through every circumstance
Of treachery or deviltry that loomed on every side.
Urged on by all the saints above and martyrs who had died,
She bound her armor to her body, helmet to her head;
A troop of eager soldiers to the Orleans siege she led.
Without a fear she faced the battle, banner held up high;
It filled each fainting heart with spirit, waving in the sky:
Unfailing, never falling, always standing at the fore,
And filling every weary soul with courage to the core.
Though wounded by an arrow striking close beside her heart,
She still pressed on to victory, she played her vital part.
The Maid of Orleans did her best, she held back not at all,
But risked her life at every turn to heed her heav'nly call;
She fought and bled and braved the beast until her king was crowned,
And even then she carried on, she traveled all around:
Each city gained broke off the chains of power-hungry kings,
Who killed to gain another's land, his citizens and things.
Alas! She met her fate at hands that should have helped her cause;
The countrymen she battled sold her to be judged by laws
And men that all disfavored her, yet still she firmly stood,
Proud head held high, two gleaming eyes; she answered best she could
Each twisted question meant to trap her clear but simple mind:
With wit and art she answered each; they really could not find
A cause for death, but death must be for such an enemy
The fate; who sees such visions full of vile heresy,
Of saints and angels revelating mortals with God's plan.
They also charged her with the sin of dressing like a man,
But it was of necessity she donned a soldier's guise;
For all throughout the war-torn realm roamed pairs of hateful eyes
Who did not heed a woman's cries, but did what pleased them best:
They killed or maimed or stained for life from eastern France to west.
So thus it is, not twenty years, they chain her to a stake-
The final chain that no amount of bravery can break.
Within her dress, hugged to her chest, she tucks a wooden cross;
The symbol of the Son of God, who faced such early loss
Of life, and like her was betrayed and mocked and led to die
Without a cause, without a crime, without a reason why.
Ten thousand people press around; she feels the burning heat,
As flames grow hotter, ever hotter- licking at her feet:
But on one thing and one thing only both her eyes are fixed;
Upon the figure held before her- on the crucifix.
And she is thinking of a time that seems so long ago,
When as a girl she used to sit and watch her garden grow;
She'd pick the purple petaled flowers, braid them in her hair;
Her life was simple, pure, and sweet, she hadn't any care
Until Saint Michael gave her calling to her way back then.
But if she had another life, she'd do it all again,
For God and country, king and freedom she could die this death;
And so it was that thus she died, and with her final breath
Her soul and body parted ways, and while her body burned,
Her soul went on to realms unknown, her soul to heav'n returned
Into the hands of He who made her, to the arms of Christ the Lord;
Who made for her a better body, more than just restored.
Here ends the troubles of this maiden, gone are jail cells dark:
Forever live the Maid of Orleans, known as Joan of Arc.
{Written by Isaiah Zerbst. For the first time published on October the 13th, 2014.}
Dedicated to the 2000 National College Football Champions, the Oklahoma Sooners
Over fifty years, boy and man, I've been a Sooners fan
Watched and reveled in their glories, every one;
But there's no more glorious "Sooner Magic"
Than the Red October Run.
The new millennium's first football season,
Excited Sooners fans' hopes did soar.
They had tasted victory in Bob Stoops' first year;
Now, they wanted - no, expected - even more.
There was a glint of promise in Bob's eyes,
Strength and confidence in his every word.
"Our Team has shown improvement", is what he said;
"We'll win!" is what fans heard.
By September's end, the Sooners were 4 and O,
A "cupcake schedule" some anxious fans would say;
Twenty-two days in October would rule their destiny.
Texas, K-State, Nebraska, the teams they'd have to play.
"OU's October is a gauntlet", said ESPN;
"Play #10 and #2 and #1…and win"?
So, on a rainy Saturday morning in Dallas,
The Red October Run would begin.
The Texas State Fair at the Cotton Bowl,
Fans were welcomed by Big Tex.
They screamed, "Go OU!" and "Hook'em Horns!";
But none could imagine what happened next.
Heupel was a dominating General;
The Sooners Offense, his relentless troops.
Calmus and the Defense assured a total rout,
The Coach of the Day was Bob Stoops.
Sooners fans were wild, delirious with glee;
But Bob seemed focused and sedate.
"We'll enjoy this victory Sunday;
Then Monday, we'll prepare for Kansas State".
No time to revel in the Glory, #2 was tough.
Better than the Huskers? The possibility was real.
The road to #1 went through Manhattan,
And the Sooners would have to win it on the field.
The sportscasters had a field day.
Last year's "coaching coup" was news again.
Beasley versus Heupel was "The Match-up".
Could Heupel evade K-State's awesome defense
and find a way to win?
Again, Heupel and his troops met the challenge;
And as the Sooners "D" assured a hard fought win,
Every Sooners fan's heart was stirred.
Could our Sooners be "Big Red" again?
Mighty Nebraska, #1, was coming to Owen Field.
"Biggest OU - Nebraska game in years!" Corso said.
It would be 1 versus 2, a heralded gridiron epic
For the coveted title of…"Big Red".
It was OU's biggest home game ever.
The campus was alive with vendors and would-be
ticket buyers.
Every Sooners Fan's heart was pounding.
Could the smell of #1 stoke the Sooners' fires?
The Huskers struck so quickly.
At 14 to nothing, Sooners fans were stunned.
It was shaping up to be a long, long day;
And it wasn't going to be fun.
Quickly tho', Heupel rallied his Sooners troops.
They scored and scored and scored again.
The Sooners "D" built a Wall at the 50,
And would not let the Huskers in.
Winners, the Sooners ran and jumped with glee.
Fans flooded Owen Field, milling all around,
Praising and hugging their Sooners Heroes.
They even tore the goal post down.
Now #1, the Sooners had won it on the field.
Their preparation had been well taught.
Bob Stoops, all his great coaches and assistants,
Took pride in how the Sooners fought.
Someone once said, "Everyone loves a winner."
Everywhere you looked confirmed it's true.
OU flags fluttered. Decals, hats, and clothes abound.
Come November, the Sooners and their Fans
had been renewed,
There's no slighting the importance of Red October.
The Sooners came together as a Team.
No doubt too, without "The Red October Run"
Their National Championship would still be just a dream.
For the next five games, it was simply unacceptable
For the Sooners to even think that they could fail;
And, tho' Heupel played injured, they won the Big 12 Championship;
Great Sooners Defense had prevailed.
But no one gave these Big 12 Champs the slightest chance to win
Against the mighty Seminoles of Florida State.
The Heisman Trophy Winner was their quarterback
And their defense was touted to be great.
At the coin toss, Team Captain Torrance Marshall
Said to their quarterback in words most serious and sure,
"You took our boy's trophy". Then he smiled,
"Now we're gonna take yours".
The Sooners "D" was everywhere and completely shut them down;
And, when Quentin Griffin's touchdown closed the door,
Their quarterback knew that Marshall's words rang true;
The not-so-mighty 'Noles had not been allowed to score.
Yes, Bob Stoops and his Sooners knew the challenge:
To win Each game 'til Every game's been won;
Win for Sooners and their Fans the unchallenged right
To revel in the Glory of being #1.
Yes, my Sooners Team goes on and on,
Different faces, different names;
But these Sooners Champions will be well remembered
For the Season they won Every game.
Undefeated National Champions!
Before October, who would have ever dreamed?
Why, just last year, we didn't even know the players' names;
And now, they're College Football's Greatest Team.
To overcome all adversity and rise to every challenge,
The reward for such a feat is being #1;
Their path to Glory born of a Sooners Legend
Called The Red October Run.
The Story of History
Beyond those beaten days' depleted daylight
Beyond the bathos of a pandemic bondage
With the resurrected sashay's charmed night
Down in the dumps at the pretentious proscenium
A shy orchestration sans bark and bite
Afloat in the air of inarticulate mind games
Intuitive rains, first ever, like the touch of Midas
Informed dense minds and filled their dented bowls
Birthing the quartet of Vedas and similar works
There was this epic, longest ever , they say
Bales and bales of tales in miscible moral wraps
With a natal nugget, on tall righteous props
The Mahabharata with the Gita, like Mata, Pita
And its transcendental twin revered more
For a daily hosanna..the Ramayana with a deep lore
Banish-evil-battle-cries, confronting blasted minds
Search lights, self's unfoldment and its kind
Her children made but never did dig history
But loved digging up its bedraggled mystery
To find bone dry drains, history's torn veins
Below multi layered mud and muddled bricks
Twisted and labored logic on tensile testaments
Sites that suffered blights thru unknowable nights
To find the four battens , the debacle, to follow
Someone on the way labeled it Harappa .
All the while Light ruled, but rigours too brewed
Calling often for a reordering of ways so crude
Then there were slices of truce..
The Buddha..Shankara..
Of collapsed black holes the horizon was full
Faded for once their gravitational pulls
Exploding back as eternal stars ..
Kalidasa, Aryabhata…
Alongside kings ruled and kingdoms rolled
' Ruler'-coaster-rides on thrones and thorns followed
Till bandit chieftains erased the all important lines
To the dance of dust from an advancing west
Battling to drop anchors on motherly chest.
Bare-faced brigands. Among their odious offspring
Some stood out to shine with a stupendous ring
Either putting up statecraft's show pieces
Or scripting epitaphs in eponymous edifices
Till dissipated and deterred they too heard
The trenchant call of folks come from far to trade
That would spell , in time, your damnation
In manacles of measured manipulations.
Against its prolonged , protracted reticulation
Rose legit gripes from gregarious formations
That would coalesce under the one and only Gandhi
Into their momentous waking into life and freedom
Split up, as it were, into two bickering fragments
To play fitfully, for ever, their petulant fiddles
Averse to complement under demagogic detours
Falsely comfy under the convenience of inheritance
Six decades of self rule on, your children feel conned
Not for failed hopes, but for the disharmony that haunts.
An one- sport -nation fixated with a fixing -fame-game
Movie-obsessed , and with its TV
Blank beyond trivia and brand names.
Money and food are no problem for many
But, for too many, they are; vehicles are plenty
But roads aren't ; laws are varied and abundant
Some redundant , but every pervert who counts
Interprets them different and funnily implements.
Health care wears a five star halo sans humaneness.
It never frees a dying adult or kid from its kinky tubes
Nor permit the company of kin to them for one last time
Ignores the terminally and unmovably sick stuck at home.
Agriculture does well, but farmers don't ,.. and kill themselves
Petty retailers are swell making a killing, selling farm produce.
Stupidity grows muscles to muzzle humanity
Hunks grow on vitamins, video games and vanity
Freed millions press after pelf and power, plays hell
With the weak and the women , their perennial fair game
Profiteering, covert, overt, and across the board
The sick, the student, the seeker after any service
Any victim or one with a gripe being its victims
That's by the very cream , no less, all the same
Media scream with scam and spam all the time
Even the ones,( that's about all), with their own aims
The combined do's of brash bravado and venality
A rash on governance and a blot on name.
Effete ethics and moribund morals, seniors mumble..
'Equality before law' means ' Advantage to the outlaw'
Freedom for the grabs means restraints to many
Succour often hard-to -reach and reaching-too-late
Louts and lousy offices dot street corners and roads
Governance press after targets too disparate
To cohere or collaborate towards a wholesome goal,
Leaving holes for private or pet agendas to infiltrate.
Front-end-folks or prickly pears?
Menace, malice, avarice, lies, police…
Unrestrained delight in deliberate discourtesies.
Why -dad-anyway-Why- not- call-him-uncle-attitudes…
What does not tempt is in for contempt,
Being irreverent to the important, and indifferent
To the different, is the norm and the trend.
Democracy could well slip into demonocracy
Like when "Two wolves and a goat vote to decide dinner"**
In the absence of the Will to lift it to meritocracy?
PS: This poem ( 100 lines, 777 words, as it turned about to be ) is about INDIA, my country.
*"Mata, Pita ' mean Mother, Father
** Based on a quote seen somewhere.
S.Jagathsimhan Nair, 26 May 2013,
For Cyndi MacMillan's contest.
Copyright © 2008 #03
4/12/2008 // (Edited: 1/22/2013/lp
(a historical glimpse of humanity's rise)
*This poetic epic begins with the
greatest sin against humanity
*This poem is dedicated to all
serving and protecting the
¨Basic Rights of Mankind¨
Once, mankind was forgiven from sin
but continue to embrace it like a trend
After the Flood many nations strolled
some didn´t want true history told
All mankind has got to realize
humanity had been vandalized
A few condemmed HIM to a Cross
and mankind became a hope lost
His testimony was like no other
a promise bonding men as brothers
So, was it hate, shame or pride?
The Shroud of Turin now abide
Something embedded itself into minds
their egos separated mankind thru time
From images of Christ to the Sphinx
mankind altered their faces with ink
Societies increased across the land
but some became marauding bands
Enslaved many to learn their ways
called indentured servants nowadays
Learning finally opened many minds
forbidden to most throughout time
Conquering became a lust
many thought they must
Barbarians embraced warfare
believing in war over prayer
Some journeyed to build
but most decided to steal
Robbing nations precious gold
slaughtering the young, and old
another story that was not told
Saw oppressing others was nice
ensnared some as their sacrifice
Oppression increased in the land
because of the barbarian's plan
Their business began to boom
and corruption shot to the moon
America, land of morality and hope
still someone was signing for dope
Capital´ism made a few very rich
sin and immorality, Islam tried to fix
paganism and Communism a glitch
a conflict to shove Christianity in a ditch
Old governments embraced the Klan
still got history's blood on their hand.
Kept society busy with Santa Claus
knowing its origin is spiritually false
They knew global warming was real
maybe too late, this just sent a chill
Interested learning secrets of the brain
Drug gangs driving societies insane
Kids with little future left in sight
hopes dwindled like the Knight
Then, later came Robin Hood
with good news from the wood
Someone revived human rights
still, some decided not to fight
No need for humantarian crises
diabolical plans rolling the dices
These sinful plans between hands
slaughtering the lambs of the land
We need to fix this mess
before we come to rest
Most of world history twisted
some are now rying to fix it
For some Nations, it was too late
capital'ism quickly sealed their fate
Africa was a continent very rich
...now realizing it is in a ditch
never should´ve trusted Mitch
I even heard the Rossette Stone
was hidden in someone´s home
The secrets of Giza
painted in Mona Liza
Even the Eyptian Sphinx
tried to give mankind a wink
now hides her missing links
And, the pyramids contained a sacred Key
stolen by those not wanting us to be free
Someone hide Pandora´s Box
with final desination Fort Knox
Even, saw the Bible's Holy Grail
shipped by Fed-Ex Express Mall
Most gold, and precious artifacts
was found stolen, and hijacked
It´s hard for most to understand
they kept us busy with their plan
So, in this life we must cast our vote
moving forward with faith and hope
Those affected have become a scorn
got them hungry from dusk to dawn
World economies causing a recess
ego and pride got us in a big mess
The Middle East became a feast.
I wonder who planned that piece?
They say Mohammed started this fuss.
through history who dare finger Guss?
These differences in world religions
still affecting mankind's decisions
Humanity began in Africa and Irak
but millions destituted in a shack
The Americas to China has similiar pain
but yrants' view them as a social stain
And, there was oil for food
but someone became rude
So, once again East meets West
fighting over another treasure chest
Expenses reaching trillions
recovery costing billions
death in the millions
The greatest gift is charity
why concentrate on disparity?
We need to fix this mess
or earth soon to rest
Mismanagement of world funds
resources available by the tons
The poor and depair need more
still someone's locking the door
Feeling no guilt with pride
and the fortunes they hide
Corruption and terrorism sown
by a few of government´s own
Someone´s selfish plans ahead
have now made us very afraid...
maybe baked or nuked instead
Distitute's nourishment is baked dirt
nothing else or their stomachs hurt
Most of the time with nothing to eat
weeping for a peaceful night sleep
The 3 pathways to Heaven are narrow
selfish can learn from the sparrow.
When the next ATOM splits and divide
some gonna try to run and hide
knowing they deceived many and lied
So, don´t worry about a thing tonight
soon GOD will make things alright
Then, all children will be able to play
The Prince of Peace will come to stay
So, remember before it´s over
they too needed a shoulder
by: LP
uncomfortableness, and hesitation arose that you might reassess a possibility for friendship or.... whatever with me.
A disappointment set in place in the event that based on some facet of my being (inexplicable flaws within this corporeal human male), forecast that an about face (booked on charges inherent in this googly eyed, earth-linked, kool hotmail of a yahoo) would be un liked!
Juno what i mean?
In retrospect, no matter that this average boyish chap desires enjoyment, he admits that ordinary punctuating various stages of development difficulty coping found him msn (miss sin, missin, missing, et cetera) on ordinary interpersonal experiences!
No matter yours truly usually finds me each morning, noon or night conjuring up maximizing temporary residence on this planet earth versus bemoaning those futile and essentially counterproductive mind games sans could a, might a, should a, would a...
today = the moment to cherish, enjoy, help others, ponder the remaining years
since fruitless to expend tears
for suppressed emotional, financial, grammatical, hormonal, physical, and spiritual angst
that roiled mine inner sanctum - mainly from decades in the past
which unseen scars with humor this fellow (who by the way likes you) wears!
Notice the sly inclusion of my comment per -- affinity, desirability, rhapsody for you
although just but a mere inkling prevails about an ye taelje john thru
a rather contrived manner - albeit an online adult oriented website - amongst a slew
which yields to this bipedal hominid a scant few
initial responses - as if a ghost app paired in the recipient email - going boo
which unwittingly seems to turn the ivy blue!
So...no matter a constancy of follow-up electronic communiques occurs from ye
bringing tears of joy, that nobody can see
while simultaneously delivering digital glee
a reality check restrains proclivity and predilection to let thoughts run wild and free!
Immense and immeasurable mounts in moi little rock
inducing an electric arc for myself to kin neck embedded in all this schlock
for a sixth sense arises that this holme body strongly suspects yar self
to generate sunny watts as an s spy she lee Sherlock
but, reticence to gush with ebullience reins in a cascade
of utter delight washing o'er this less than satisfactory mwm
who as a boy and youth happened to b a frayed
of his own shadow - while walking along the boulevard of broken dreams
listening to the sounds of silence on a green-day.
Thus => the following from one
Cerebral being ™ in the am and pm
This ordinary human
Finds himself a mystery
Within the terrestrial
Firmament and frequently
Feels in a feverish pitch
At his existence
That seers the temple
Mounted upon this slender
Frame - wrought by the
Combination of genetics
In tandem with exercise
Which latter helps to
Sublimate the coiled
Tension wound tightly
Like an indestructible spring
Without a healthy medium at large
To channel emotions fraught within
Me might find demise
That would rent asunder literate fellow
And thus annihilate without a trace
One true valued father of two us special
Lovely lasses as just another statistic among
The obituaries!
As the world turns (indiscriminately oblivious of the harrowing days per one simian), an agreeable, amiable, edible, immeasurable, likeable, pleasurable, sensible woman (such as yourself - predicated on a gut level intuition) goads more seriousness to share
Plaintive unheard heart strings o mine that wail
Displeased with this marriage fraught with travail
As if in a maelstrom whip-lashed vessel without a sail
Yet - averse to lambaste or rail
Against abby (whereby we pass like two ships in the night) who married this male
When each of us happened to seem more similar
And thought each ourselves to fail
At any endeavor, though now confidence
Buoys my heart while she doth ail
And exemplifies attitudes, beliefs, efforts,
Idiosyncrasies, pathos that life does rot
Ill suited to Matthew Scott,
Whose bon vivant manifesting faith in him
Perhaps from herself deferring many domestic
And child rearing tasks not
Of course being boasting - even when scissoring the umbilical cord
As a now beaming papa, whose daughters
Blithely ignore "mother" a lot
Thus necessitating this quest
For a counterpart to offer succor
To eden (age 16) and shana (14 on february 4th, 2013)
Yet accepts that i must dispel any dreamy fantasy even this ours - a mere jot
At this juncture knowing full well how unwise to set myself up for disappointment
By thinking and rushing like a fool,
Where angels fear to tread
Though "chutzpah" i got!
U r slowly filling my mindscape with joy
Thank you so much - for accepting without complaint how atypically words this writer wannabe
Named Matthew Scott Harris dozen ploy.