Shutdown

If I fail at my job, I expect to be fired. If I belligerently refuse to do my job, I expect to be fired. If I willfully neglect my job, I expect to be fired. If I consistently put private or personal interest before my job, I expect to be fired. If legislators refuse to put national interest above party politics, they should face general recall elections the moment they get home. They should face the consequence of what it means to be employed to do a job and fail. They should face the very real prospect that despite their prestige, power and personalities, they can be fired. ♠

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Sustainability

“What does it mean?” “Not a damn thing. Don’t talk to me about sustainability in a nation gone from natural wilderness to wilderness of our own making in less than two hundred years. Talk to be about money and profit and comfort if you want to talk the truth.” “Don’t you believe it’s important to protect our environment?” “Raise the price and everyone becomes a conservationist. Punish those who poison others and everyone is environmentally aware.” “We need to be so careful.” “We need to be so bold and brave and aggressive. We need to be adventuresome and willing to dismantle what doesn’t work for parts to make it work for others, not something new to please ourselves.” “Sustainability is the answer.” “Sustainability is the status quo. If you want to talk sustainability, talk kids who finish high school, go to college and raise a family. Talk couples married fifty […]

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Slain In The Spirit

“What are they building here?” “A police station.” “Wasn’t there a church here before?” “Yes. They tore it down. The church died. They boarded the windows, surrounded it with chain link topped by barbed wire and sold to the city.” “Says something doesn’t it.” “Like what?” “They traded spirit for law and faith for enforcement.” “I don’t know. I never went to that church.” ♠

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Double Date

“You see that statue of a woman way up there on top of the capitol building?” “Way too high for me to see. Way too high. “They gonna put another statue at the capitol. This one down real low for you and me.” “What they gonna call it?” “Miss Fortune.” “I know her sister, Works for the government.” “What’s her name?” “Miss Information.” ♠

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Two Big Tits

“You hear about that new bill they got before the legislature?” “Oh yeah, I heard about it. Real mother of a bill.” “They’re talking about building another capitol up there on the hill, side by side with the one they got there now. Seems one big tit ain’t enough for all the cats who want a sip.” “Maybe two gonna give us runts a chance for a taste of the milk of human kindness.” “No brother, I don’t think so. More likely the same old trickle down economics.” ♠

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Cherubim

When I attended seminary, No, really I did, we learned the word above meant The Burning Ones, angels and flaming spirits sent by God, emissaries of divine presence and truth. There’s this girl, No, really there is, who runs by the house every morning, her face etched with pain and determination. Then within the hour she walks the other way, probably to work, without the pain, but just as much determination, smoking a cigarette. No, really she does. Either way she burns and I’m afraid to speak to her, No, really I am. ♥

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Road Demons

Haven’t ridden my motorcycle in a while. December in Wisconsin, right, but this global warming thing is way out of line and if they say Bad and I say Ride, then maybe while I do they’ll get this whole break figured out. Meanwhile you go your way and I’ll go mine and get where I’m going, like they say, before ye. ♥

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Rapunzel

There is a woman who works cleaning tables, not serving tables, nothing so glamorous as giving people food. No. Only garbage, trash and liquids cold and heavy carafes of lukewarm coffee grace her hands. Yet she cut her hair off her splendid hair to give to those with cancer, donated her glory to bring joy and normalcy to lives afflicted. I have fallen in love with her. I am so much in love I am blind with longing. ♥  

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When Last I Thought You Loved Me

The water and the sun upon the water, the wind from the same quarter and the sky, the blue sky allure me to believe the same time endures between you and I, but that is only me for had I known you lay with him when last I thought you loved me here and now I would have been the same and loving you then and now puts all of this in perfect harmony. We never met nor ever will and if we do I’ll know the end from the beginning, when last I thought you loved me. ♥

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Social Media

You don’t have sixteen thousand five hundred and sixty eight friends. Neither do I. You and I aren’t friends if you need sixteen thousand five hundred and sixty eight strangers between us before you share a word of yours with me or receive a word of mine. It isn’t social. It’s impersonal. If it’s impersonal don’t bother. Don’t waste my time. Alert the media. Tell someone else sixteen thousand five hundred and sixty eight times you care. ♥

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