NYC Democrats Don’t Hold Back! Line up for your payback. Soon.
WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
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Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
Gerard Van der Leun
Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way.
straying planets,
These poems, people,
lost ponies with
Dragging saddles –
and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
four-dimensional
Game of Go.
ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.
Gary Snyder
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
— BY THEODORE ROETHKE
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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I think that if we are totally honest and know our recent history, we can easily conclude that if Paul Ryan had done his job representing the people and not the swamp we would not be where we are today. Paul Ryan did all he could to subvert the agenda designed to Keep America Great. Thus we have this attitude so proudly displayed by the ignorant New York masses.
I knew they’re bat shit crazy but that segment brings it home hard.
With everything going on right now, I can see the value of a diary. Names, dates, what was said, what was done by who to whom, for historical accuracy and accountability. Minitrue shouldn’t have sole say.
These words ring true today to describe those who are fighting so hard to cling to power.
From Cromwell’s time of civil war.
“…
In friendship false, implacable in hate,
Resolved to ruin or to rule the state; 25
To compass this the triple bond he broke,
The pillars of the public safety shook,
And fitted Israel for a foreign yoke;
Then, seized with fear, yet still affecting fame,
Usurped a patriot’s all-atoning name. 30
So easy still it proves in factious times
With public zeal to cancel private crimes.
How safe is treason and how sacred ill,
Where none can sin against the people’s will,
Where crowds can wink and no offence be known, 35
Since in another’s guilt they find their own!
…”
John Dryden-from Absalom and Achitophel
Yes, Joe Krill, Ryan is a pathetic RINO. So glad that jackass is gone. Yes, some people hate Donald Trump more than they love America. Been that way for awhile. Sad.
My heart leaps up when I see Dryden quoted here. Very fine indeed. And still pertinent as well.
Those people who would allow millions to die in exchange for Trump to lose? How about if you asked them, “Would you yourself be willing to die in order for Trump to lose?”
No, of course not! They’d trade a million lives but not their own. Silly hypocrites.
Used the chainsaw to cut 8′ off the skinny end of a power pole, then used the auger to drill a 10″ hole 3′ into the ground. Stood that cut off pole down into the hole, plumbed it then back filled it. Almost ready. Used the long tape to find a spot exactly 100′ away. The top of that pole is exactly 5′ above the ground. I had installed the new reflex sight on the 870 but had not yet zero’d it. Sand blasted the pole with #7 shot, while turning the turrets, from about 20′ away. Then walked to the 100′ mark and loaded 8 slugs in the tube. “Shoulder up gentlemen!” Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. The top of that pole was ragged. All 8 slugs touched it, in about 15 seconds. “Patriots qualified and ready, Sir!”
This sort of attitude exhibited in the video is learned and nurtured. Nobody thinks this way on their own, except a true sociopath.
We can assign names and associations and groups and companies (ahem…..the networks) that have done this, but where does it stop?
And really, to quote Theoden……”How did it come to this?”