WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
Gerard Van der Leun
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.
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
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
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Biden, whose daughter Ashlie admitted used to join her in the shower when she was a kid, is a broken puppet. I don’t assign his words to the man alone. He is only reciting that of the controlling fist that is inserted up his ass on any particular day. It might be Schumer’s fist, or Nancy’s, or Schiff’s, or AOC’s, or Kamala or Jen’s that is the source of his message. His broken linguistics, his short-circuited brain is all his own, but every “new” pronouncement is direct from the ventriloquist.
If your employer requires you to get the criminal injection and you do, then you die from it, does your spouse have grounds for recompense from your employer?
If your employer requires you to get the criminal injection and you do, then you die from it, does your spouse have grounds for recompense from your employer?
I know you know the answer to that question, Ghostsniper, but even so, it can be answered in one word. Ha!
I wasn’t gonna say anything until that last blubber so I’ll say it: The fucker is an idiot.
Biden demonstrates the wisdom of Sophocles who, in “Antigone”, wrote “Whom the gods would destroy they first drive mad.” This madness of “Lunchbox Joe” reveals a deep and abiding Evil, as if Lucifer himself is pulling the strings of whatever remains of Biden’s mind.
Once this depraved beast goes to his reward every little girl on earth can breathe a sigh of relief.
Just enough words to make some lyrics for a more singable national anthem.
https://youtu.be/-VsmF9m_Nt8
Any press for butt plug Biden’s, good press. Often thought our consecutive sides viewed “ petty” for saying neg things. I tend to let em sink themselves. There’s a line in the sand, even “ They” will grow tired of the vegetable in the White House.
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