“I have zero interest in being a professional politician but conservatives like us need a squad of our own, so Alabama put me in the game.”
WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
He thought he kept the universe alone;
For all the voice in answer he could wake
Was but the mocking echo of his own
From some tree-hidden cliff across the lake.
Some morning from the boulder-broken beach
He would cry out on life, that what it wants
Is not its own love back in copy speech,
But counter-love, original response.
And nothing ever came of what he cried
Unless it was the embodiment that crashed
In the cliff’s talus on the other side,
And then in the far distant water splashed,
But after a time allowed for it to swim,
Instead of proving human when it neared
And someone else additional to him,
As a great buck it powerfully appeared,
Pushing the crumpled water up ahead,
And landed pouring like a waterfall,
And stumbled through the rocks with horny tread,
And forced the underbrush–and that was all.
Gerard Van der Leun
When all Earth’s seas shall Levitate,
Dark shawled within the skies,
Upon our eyes will Starfish dance
Their waltz of Blind surprise.
The sun will Rise within wine Dark
As Argonauts imbibed,
Whose drunken arms embrace that sleep
Where Phaeton’s horses Stride.
Upon all of Earth’s wind-sanded shores,
As dolphins Learn to soar,
All we once were on the land
Shall be sealed behind the door
Of Ivory and Chastened Gold,
That the Mystery solved complete
Shall never til the seas’ Long fall
Wake mariners from their sleep.
— Van der Leun
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
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What do you call people that say they want to solve problems they created?
They never solve anything, they just create more problems.
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Well, if I lived in Alabama she’d have my vote!
(And I’m so glad to not get a 404 when I accessed comments! Thanks, Gerard!)
Savvy lady. I wish her well.
Ghostsniper around here we call them Commie Bastards.
I would vote for her.
Everything about this lady spells CLASS. A true American in spirit and courage. I would vote for her.
Ghostsniper is on target in regards to Jessica Taylor. Here’s the thing. While Taylor is hitting all the right melodic notes in that ad, which sing sweetly in conservative folks’ ears, and she’s attractive to boot, I’ll bet serious money that she already has a little list of new bills/laws she would like to see instituted. Until such time as political candidates get up on their soapboxes and state unequivocally that they desire to be elected so that they can begin the dismantling the bureaucratic state under which Americans suffer, rather than institute new rules, regs, laws, etc., all are simply blowing smoke. Trump is the only individual in political office who has made that promise. He’s delivering a little here and there, but his efforts are continually attempted to be thwarted by Demorats, and Republirats, in both the House and the Senate. Politicians are not Americans’ friends.
John Venlet has hit the nail on its head!
More than any new legislation, we desperately need to winnow out the multiplicity of laws we have that don’t work, or don’t do what was hoped they’d do, or have bad unforeseen side-effects.
These days, all of us commit at least three crimes every day, I’ve read; these are crimes on the lawbooks, but none of us even realize that we’re committing them since we’ve never heard of them & don’t even know of their existence. “Ignorance of the law is no excuse,” though, so if we get arrested & charged we have no defense.
I long for the days of old when felonies were obvious, and everybody knew what they were; nowadays lots of things that aren’t capital offenses, or even bad crimes, are felonies, though I don’t think they should be. A person can lose their 2nd Amendment right to own a gun forever, just by being accused of domestic violence; that’s a misdemeanor if convicted, but in many places no conviction is even necessary because of “Red Flag Laws” which are on-their-face unconstitutional (but so are almost all gun control laws.)
Let’s mow down the field of bad laws, and put a Sunset Clause on any new ones that are passed!
The 19th Amendment and women’s involvement in politics have corrupted the American body politic.