Speak out.
And a vast paranoia sweeps across the land
And America turns the attack on its Twin Towers
Into the beginning of the Third World War
The war with the Third World
… Les mer

Well, the muslims don’t scare me
just thought I’d rather say
but the erratics, fanatics
will send me on my way
… Les mer

Dette.  Dette er en av diktene det tok meg lang tid å like.  Første gang det ble lest for meg, tenkte jeg omtrent “nja… ferdig snart, eller?” men det har nå gått over, og selv om det tok sin tid er jeg i grunnen glad for introduksjonen til Edward Estlin Cummings.  Dessuten er det noe med amerikanere som ikke bruker store bokstaver i diktene sine.  So; here we go:
i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my… Les mer

Solen snur 17.47 i dag.
Så blir dagene omsider lysere igjen.
Aller helst skulle jeg  vært her:
T.S Eliot;  Four Quartets, East Coker (utdrag)
O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark.
The vacant interstellar spaces……
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
Resten ligger her…
Happy solstice!
… Les mer

Remember, remember, the sixth of November
the fifth has gone by, and the plot has been lost.
Gun-powder treason has gone for the season
and we’re getting ready for cold and the frost.
The will to fight is exhausted, tonight
- the urge to rebel has been bound.
Couldn’t explain, though we wait yet again
for some fire, for spark to be found.
… Les mer

Lesson 1: Utilitarianism for Dummies
Would you rather be a happy pig or a sad philosopher?
Do you think of blood and gore or flowers?
Angry cries or songs from the showers?
Confrontation or ignorant cuddles?
Truthfulness or gossiping huddles?
Search for meaning or rest in belief
Restlessness or calm relief?
Information, entertainment
Why not trust the infotainment?
What we know is what we know
Who would let the flowers go?
Sitting alongside the select and few
lonely, maybe, with a better view;
Would you rather rule a nation of happy pigs or sad philosophers?
Lesson 2: The Greater Good
The eighty-twenty rule states, quite clearly
that the twenty percent need, quite dearly
the soil and the souls of the eighty, who barely
need shelter and water, as really, quite fairly
if they aren’t informed of imperial history
how would they rebel against its misery?
Lesson 3:… Les mer