WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
The ultimate non-PC anthem for Elizabeth Warren
byVanderleunonOctober 18, 2018
Some Indian summer’s day
Without a care
I may run away
With Big Chief Son-of-a-Bear
And I’ll wear moccasins, wampum beads, feather hats
Which will go to prove
I’m an Indian too
HT to the star of blogging knowledge of Broadway : – The New Neo
I’m 1/1204 pygmy according to nat geo. “Lucy you got some splanin to do” great grandma x45 to the 24th power wandered by the woodpile?
This wanting to be different delema began with required readings in high school during the 1960’s of a book called “black like me” ms warren’s problem seems to predate that prpagandist book she must have watched this film.
ghostsniperOctober 18, 2018, 2:57 PM
“This wanting to be different delema…”
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The more they try to be different, the more they seem the same.
Like they were all made with the same cookie cutter and there’s nothing they can do about it.
But scream at the sky.
OK, I’m about as non-PC as you can get, and I found that painful to watch. Hilarious, but painful.
Rob De WittOctober 18, 2018, 4:02 PM
#MeSioux
Steve in GreensboroOctober 18, 2018, 5:29 PM
Fraud-ajawea has her 2020 campaign theme song right there!
Steve in GreensboroOctober 18, 2018, 5:44 PM
Thanks, Gerard and New-Neo. I love classic Broadway musicals, but prior to this one I was completely unfamiliar with “Annie” and Betty Hutton. What wonderful stuff! The song is awesome and Miss Hutton delivers it perfectly. Thanks, thanks, thanks. “You can’t get a man with a gun”.
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 Sandburg
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
ARTIST: CASEY KLAHN
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from Preludes
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
Ferreya
Song of Myself
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
from Canto CXV BY EZRA POUND
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.
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Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated
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I’m 1/1204 pygmy according to nat geo. “Lucy you got some splanin to do” great grandma x45 to the 24th power wandered by the woodpile?
This wanting to be different delema began with required readings in high school during the 1960’s of a book called “black like me” ms warren’s problem seems to predate that prpagandist book she must have watched this film.
“This wanting to be different delema…”
=========
The more they try to be different, the more they seem the same.
Like they were all made with the same cookie cutter and there’s nothing they can do about it.
But scream at the sky.
OK, I’m about as non-PC as you can get, and I found that painful to watch. Hilarious, but painful.
#MeSioux
Fraud-ajawea has her 2020 campaign theme song right there!
Thanks, Gerard and New-Neo. I love classic Broadway musicals, but prior to this one I was completely unfamiliar with “Annie” and Betty Hutton. What wonderful stuff! The song is awesome and Miss Hutton delivers it perfectly. Thanks, thanks, thanks. “You can’t get a man with a gun”.
The more they try to be different, the more they seem the same.
Steve in Greensboro, look up the soundtrack with Ethel Merman. Her version of “Anything You Can Do” is excellent.
In your hat! lol
And it is Rob for the win.
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