Oh, there will be a war! It will not be just any old war. It will be our very own war. Make it count. Hoard food If you haven’t already. Firewood, kerosene, Gasoline. Install a windmill. Guns, ammo. I’m not wasting any more poem space On this list. Just go on line. You will find …
Turning off the tap:
The Pentagon Fails Its Fourth Consecutive Audit
(This artidle was written for The Edge, a publication of Ithaca College’s Park Center for Independent Media.) One of the biggest blacked-out stories of 2021 surely has to be the news, on November 16, that the Pentagon once again had abysmally failed to pass an audit, despite the best efforts of 1,200 top-flight Wall Street …
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Tenderized by life (followed by a footnote on LOW and thoughts on the writing of this poem)
There was a dog in my dream with 6 legs. One of the dog’s legs didn’t work. He didn’t need that leg. He had 5 perfectly good legs. This dream is interesting to me. There is a part of me that doesn’t work. This could be a real problem if I was a different person. …
Falsehoods flow about American racism
Smears From King To Guinier To CRT – The Same Old Same Old
What race-based assault is common to legendary civil rights activist Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., recently deceased Harvard Law School Professor Lani Guinier and Critical Race Theory (CRT) – the analytical framework some academicians use to dissect institutional racism in America? Intense, irrational ire mainly from white conservatives bent on blocking both racial progress and …
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Our ‘socialist’ telescope is about to show us creation:
Capitalism and the Profit-Motive Didn’t Create the James Webb Space Telescope
We have two examples of economic systems and of individual scientific workers and business people doing what they do that offer a instructive illustrations of why the US is so screwed up, and why it doesn’t have to be that way. The first is the extraordinary new (if unfortunately named) James Webb telescope heading rapidly …
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Newly released FBI files explain a 70-year-old mystery:
One Brother Gave the Soviets the A-Bomb; The Other Was Honored for Designing US ICBMs
To hear the podcast of the author speaking about and elaborating on this article in the Nation magazine, in an interview by Nation contributing editor Jon Wiener, click here. The interview begins at the 14:10 point in the podcast. In April 1950, three months before Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were arrested as Soviet atomic spies, FBI director …
The Nuclear Prom (a poem)
Don’t look up. Don’t look down, And whatever you do, don’t look around, Or within. Don’t look at all. Just be happy, have a ball! Nine nations have the bomb, And they’re all going to the nuclear prom! Everyone with the bomb has a date! If not, it might be too late! Russia and France …
Until the rhythm shifts (poem for the New Year)
Read to: Start at 15.00 / Low volume / slow read That day I was respected Was an argument of some kind Then rest a moment and breathe The pain of sitting down At the juncture of two rhythms One thing against the other Tension in the abdomen Groundwater bubbles to the surface He makes …
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The Washington money pit:
FLASH! Pentagon Fails Audit! (Again!)
That’s what should have been the biggest news of 2021. Instead, the story, which broke on November 17, was largely ignored or buried. The nation’s two main newspapers, the Washington Post and the New York Times, have simply ignored it. Other news organizations stenographically quoted Pentagon officials as admitting that they “failed again” but saw …
Happy crappy New Year (a sonnet)
Are you a lover or a killer. You can’t say both. Straddling doesn’t cut it anymore. I’m tired of people dicing and splicing their truth, Praying for forgiveness while gearing up for war. Spears of righteous immorality are ready. Guns are locked but loaded on the wall. After all the kissing and confetti I’ll be …