Dear God, please let the Democrats nominate this blatherer. Thanking you in advance, amen.
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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
Gerard Van der Leun
Even though a cloud’s white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An’ the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An’ for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Starry-eyed an’ laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an’ we watched with one last look
Spellbound an’ swallowed ’til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an’ worse
An’ for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated
Challengers of oblivion
Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down,
The square-limbed Roman letters
Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well
Builds his monument mockingly;
For man will be blotted out, the blithe earth die, the brave sun
Die blind and blacken to the heart:
Yet stones have stood for a thousand years, and pained
thoughts found
The honey of peace in old poems.
— Robinson Jeffers
Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide.
The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel,
formerly used to kill men, but here
In the sense of a symbol. The sword: that is: the storms
and counter-storms of general destruction; killing
of men,
Destruction of all goods and materials; massacre, more or
less intentional, of children and women;
Destruction poured down from wings, the air made accomplice,
the innocent air
Perverted into assassin and poisoner.
The sword: that is: treachery and cowardice, incredible
baseness, incredible courage, loyalties, insanities.
The sword: weeping and despair, mass-enslavement,
mass-torture, frustration of all hopes
That starred man’s forehead. Tyranny for freedom, horror for
happiness, famine for bread, carrion for children.
Reason will not decide at last, the sword will decide.
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
Even though a cloud’s white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An’ the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An’ for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Starry-eyed an’ laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an’ we watched with one last look
Spellbound an’ swallowed ’til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an’ worse
An’ for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
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Great clips of Joe O’Biden, talking puppet of Xi Jinping.
Could only watch about 30 seconds worth.
I’ve never seen video of that person before, is that how he always is?
American politics are far worse than I thought.
But then, the gov’t debt is far worse than anyone can imagine.
Since citizens didn’t borrow the gov’t debt, citizens aren’t responsible for it.
Since there are only 537 national politicians how do you suppose they are going to pay back all the money the gov’t has borrowed?
The debates. My God….the humanity!!!
What is it, dementia? Who will prop up this fool if he wins? May not last long if the VP is Kamela. Please Lord, have mercy on this country. We repent of our sins.
The irony is that he is the best candidate. That is considering what they all promise to do Biden would do the least harm to the Republic. Having said that I do think Biden is the stalking horse. I think Biden WILL win the presidency (because the Democrats will steal the elections in the five largest states). His running mate will be a far left radical woman of color. And after a few months he will give up his presidency to the Vice President and then the shit will hit the fan.
He’s clean and as articulate as Obama wuwuwuwuwuzzz.
This is Aphasia, and its elder abuse to keep putting Joe out there.
I suspect its to soak up moderate money to the DNC which will be re-doled out when he steps down, as planned, prior to the nomination. The most likely benefactor- Kamala Harris.
http://www.alzheimersweekly.com/2013/08/aphasia-in-dementia-word-jumbles.html
Hey, it worked for Obama – categorically the worst public speaker ever to run for pres.
‘Course Joe ain’t colored.
Biden’s inarticulateness as a presidential candidate brought to mind a Richard Brautigan poem about a husband whose wife is quite plain-looking, yet that her vagina serves as the perfect screen for the husband’s sexual fantasies, which forms the husband’s rationale for wedding and staying true to his plain Jane wife. I see Biden in a way akin to that. Biden is the superficially harmless, mumbling blank screen through which the radicals, the Left, the loons can project their narcissistic and hateful fantasies while a President Biden would, while mouthing platitudinous gibberish, allow all the useful idiots and the Globo-Capitali$t-Corporate $ellout$ who fund them to do as they please with Open Border$, with muzzling dissenters, and with endless HateWhitey-ism. That’s why I think that Biden is more dangerous than the other, ostentatiously radical Democrat contenders. He’d serve the same empty suit role that Obama filled, as a mere blank screen, or empty suit, through which the barbarians get on with their destruction of what’s left of what used to be our country, and of what’s left of what used to be Christendom/Western Civilization.
Nancy Pelosi’s long lost brother. The nuts are running the asylum.
There will be a dark horse candidate. Biden’s son and China will take him out of the race
Here’s how it is, and you know it’s true. The dems meeting is a coven of witches and warlocks (except non-binarily identified), in a (weed) smoke-filled room, and they select some dupe for each race, all the way down to dog-catcher. I just drove by a sign in the Seattle area where the guy running for councilman in, I would guess, a 70% to maybe 90% white city, had an Ethiopian, multi-syllabic name. Boodunstar Uffizzman, or some shit like that. Sh’yeah. That’s the guy they’re running for councilman. Some shitstain dude whose whole platform is an exact copy of the dem platform nation-wide.
No thanks, dems. As I drove back home and out of the urban blight, I went through the rural part of King (Seattle) County. Horse-ranch style properties with nice homes and moderately low density. Every one of them defended by some kind of firearm and you know that’s the gawdamned truth. But, the guys on the city council? Liberal anti-americans, hand-picked by the politicos who make up the Democrat Party.
I looked intently at the face of the person starring in these video clips, and tried, without success to connect it with the person formerly known as “Joe Biden.” Has that person been replaced by some doppelganger or is it merely that all the plastic surgery has transformed his visage such that it is no longer recognizable as the same person once serving as a Senator from Delaware? I would not want to be standing in front of him when the sutures holding up the face lift fail catastrophically.
rabbit: indeed. Really dark, and hung like a horse: Mooch, Mike, Chewbacca, The First WokeScold, Barry’s husband.
My secret, unrealizable hope is for Marianne Williamson to be nominated.
I would pay good money to see her debate President Trump.
Orange Man vs. Cat Lady -CAGE MATCH!
It’s like he was bitten in the neck by Bacack Obama during a teleprompter outage.