WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2001-2022
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
by Shel Silverstein
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
— Carl Sandberg
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I am going to guess this is somewhere in Japan.
Am I right?
That’s intense. A seizure ready to happen me thinks.
And yes Dorothy I’m epileptic. I find humor in everything…
50 bucks says its S. Korea.
where my pintail iz?
Surfs up
Oh. Look. A giant two-fluids something of a facsimile of a lava lamp.
I should rather Notre Dame de Paris be restored and all the hundreds of defiled churches of France be put reverently into proper order for fear, respect, worship, and love of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost.
Humor me, please, my friends, for my soul aches.
Alex is right. It’s a shopping mall in Seoul.
Auntie,
I long to know the truth about the cause of the Notre Dame fire.
I suspect it was not an “accident”.
Good call, Alex.
No water. No splash. No kinetic energy. No danger. No spontaneity. No variation.
Just a well done illusion.
Just a well done illusion.
Just a well done illusion.
To keep you amused and distracted.
It’s a lot like life in post-America these days
JWM
Too many are way too impressed with large-screen TV’s today.
There is NOTHING “artful” in this whatsoever, other than what the electricians did to wire it up. The rendering-software took 16 min. to do in some kid’s basement, and didn’t even require a single photo of an actual wave.
They could have gotten 1000X the “Likes” if all they did was re-broadcast the main camera from the local aquarium, or maybe even the live-feed from the space station.
I like it.
I like it, too. But I’d like it better if Pelosi, Schiff, Waters, S.J. Lee and a few others were in the mix. Then I’d probably unfold an aluminum chair, snack on popcorn and watch it for hours.