How Donald Trump morphs into “worse than Hitler!”
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The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God’s last Put out the light was spoken.
— Robert Frost
April is over. May moon.
How many more for my regard,
hundreds, a handful?
Better not trouble the dark water due north of north.
Better to concentrate on something close, something small.
This stick, for instance. This word.
–Charles Wright
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
Gerard Van der Leun
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Most people like being in a group. In fact, they require it. If they found out they had been canceled from all groups they would panic. Put a “dem” in the middle of panic and you get pandemic, and look who’s driving the latest one. Right. dems. Cause they are manic. So, exchange the m with the n, then trade the n for a p, then plop a dem in the middle and you end up with pandemic, oh yeah, yank out the other m.
That’s why “avoiding crowds” is a rule, cause crowds are groups and groups lose their individuality and their ability to think properly, relying instead on a leader of any particular group to tell them what to think. The more groups you choose to belong to the more leaders that are telling you what to think and eventually you don’t think at all. The only venue you left is the cattle car, then the oven.
Ah, tribes, and our tribes will get along much like the Hutus and the Tsutsis.
While our overlords toast our stupidity.
Right, one step at a time. This got me to thinking about our current lockdown situation. We’ve been following all of the increasing draconian rules that began with avoiding crowds and now have us waiting outside of grocery stores six feet apart wearing face masks. And that got me thinking about this quote from L. Tolstoy in Anna Karenina, part 7, chapter 13:
“There are no conditions to which a man cannot become used, especially if he sees that all around him are living in the same way.”
For a look at how the structure and nature of social media creates this phenomenon:
https://slatestarcodex.com/2014/12/17/the-toxoplasma-of-rage/
It’s been an interesting voyage of discovery watching Tim Pool slowly taking the red pill.
@ Harry…. Tolstoy is SO contemporary to read… and what he said… I can’t get used to it. I haven’t worn a mask yet. A friend gave me one… across the front is printed, “TRUMP 2020 Keep America Great.” I think if I put this on I’ll get punched in the mouth. So far nobody has commanded me to wear a mask. I am deeply disappointed by humanity. I knew there were snowflakes everywhere, but now they wear it on their sleeves… and across their mugs. Disgusting.
I swore off the stuff many years ago, but you surely need to send our host some of whatever you’re smoking. It’s gotta be real good. LOL
“Right. dems. Cause they are manic. So, exchange the m with the n, then trade the n for a p, then plop a dem in the middle and you end up with pandemic, oh yeah, yank out the other m. ”
manic –> namic –> pamic –> pamdemic –> pademic? or pademic?
I’m old enough to remember movie theaters with the smoking section in the balcony and, during the intermission between features, an audience singalong with follow the bouncing ball on the screen.
That’s the world today, sans smoking section, & though the songs are senseless; “Orange Man Bad!”, “If it saves the life of one sea turtle…”, “Religion of Peace!”, “Huddle in place!”, -most folks sing along.