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- Saying yes to state violence.
- Concision and Chomsky.
- Merit Vomit.
- UPDATE! A pint to the first of you who finds a majorpigblegger saying Obama triggered the Muslim sleeper cell IN THE MILITARY! in order to divert attention from Michelle Bachmann's tribe of dumbfucks!
- UPDATE! Holyfuck, PIGKABOOMPARADISE!, yo. Happiest days of their lives. A pint for the first link to a majorpigblegger who advocates immediately discharging all Arab-American and Muslim soldiers. (Typed 7:35 PM 11/5.)
- 50M Frenched Men Can't Be Wrong.
- Notes on the Philly Transit Strike.
- There are Rights, and Then There's What's Right.
- Triumph of the Progressives.
- Ayn Rand, whack.
- Beliefs? What beliefs?
- Kos' Drug of Choice.
- The Tired Party Line.
- Newt Gingrich, RINO.
- Armey. Dick.
- Idiots.
- The original woman who went rogue.
- Murderous America.
- Your Fucking Washington Post.
- Fucking shoot me.
- Flesh of Your Flesh.
- Cat gets swine flu.
- Elric's in Nigeria, where not only is he limited on where he can go but with slow internet: The Nigerians that I have met are really nice, intelligent people. I would love to get out and see some stuff. Maybe we can get out and explore on the weekends, but if we do we need an armed escort and an armored car. We take a boat to work, and I have seen plenty of pollution, but only one dead body so far. We pass under a bridge on the way to work, and people squat and try to hit us with crap for sport, but so far they have missed us. The water in the lagoon smells like rotten fish and piss, and if you get splashed you need to get a tetanus shot. If you get it in your mouth, you're fucked.
- MOCO clusterfuck! I always wonder how many stoplight intersections there are in MOCO (I think about getting a map and counting them off), and while this article says 750, that may be only those that are coordinated. I can't imagine the Beallsville light at 28 and 109 is beehived with lights in Bethesda.
- Weastful!
- Showdown in Kensington!
- Crisis in Garrett Park!
- ICC!
- Purple Line!
- The whale that wouldn't die.
- Intention and poetry.
- UPDATE! Sometime in the past month I wrote that poetry is ahead of fiction re: these days, but twenty-five years? And good question asked there too.
- Serendipity: looking for an online version of the Seidel poem below (to cut and paste rather than need type - and I had to type it) I find an old review of Seidel written by Cal Bedient, whose latest I've been yodeling about the past few weeks.
- Hilda Morley?
- Whole new way.
- Overgrown Path is wonderful. Hey, Pliable!
- Damage.
- More port-royal here.
- This is not a love song.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- Good fortune.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- Magnetic Fields cover Bowie.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- 150 seconds of pop pleasure.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- Another one of dozens of my five favorite songs ever.
POL POT
Frederick Seidel
Dawn. Leni Riefenstahl
And her cameras slowly inflate the immense Nuremberg Rally.
The Colorado looks up in awe at the Grand Canyon
It has made. Hitler.
European clouds. 1934. Empty
Thought-balloons high above Lascaux
Without a thought inside. The Führer
Is ice that's fire, physically small.
They all were. Stalin.
Trotsky's little glasses
Disappear behind a cloud
From which he won't emerge alive.
The small plane carrying
The Grail to Nuremberg got Wagnerian clouds
To fly through, enormous, enormous. Mine eyes have seen
the glory, it
Taxis to a stop. The cabin door swings open.
Leni schussed from motion pictures
To still photography after the war. From the Aryan ideal, climbed out
In Africa to shoot the wild shy people of Kau,
Small heads, tall, the most beautiful animals in the world.
Artistically mounted them into ideal
Riefenstahl. Riefenstahl! Riefenstahl! Riefenstahl! Really,
From blonds in black-and-white to blacks in color.
Now Pol Pot came to power.
Now in London Sylvia Plath
Nailed one foot to the floor;
And with the other walked
And walked and walked through the terrible blood.








