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May 26, 2005




The Setting: a MIDDLE EAST WOMEN'S RIGHTS RALLY: an Arabic Mother & Daughter are speaking as Laura Bush approaches the podium.

Mom: Doesn't Mrs. Bush look lovely? She somehow reminds me of Mary Tyler Moore.

Dghtr: You actually know other American rights' activists?

Mom: (laughing) Oh no. Mary Tyler Moore is a TV character. She represents an ideal, a woman who works and of course votes yet knows exactly where women's rights end and "pushy" begins.

Dghtr: If you say so Mom, but speaking of rights, can I get a thong?

Mom: A what? A thong?

Dghtr: You know, underwear. Like Brittany and Madonna wear. The single strip up your bum. I want a bright red camel thong.

Mom: (momentarily thinking) ....And a tattoo to match, right?

Dghtr: That would be nice.

Mom: And all this would be followed by your Father giving his blessing for your Brother to marry his buddy Gamel...?

Dghtr: (In great consternation) Mother!

Mom: (aside) Perhaps we shouldn't have come here.


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May 14, 2005



I have a deep abiding curiosity.

Do the Pope's food preparers wear prophylactic protection?

Note that those once round, smiling, dressed-in-black Mammacita's of Italy are now having so few children that the native population of Italy has ceased to grow.

This is not a mystery. Understanding this phenomona also explains why Maureen Dowd, Tom Delay, Bill Oreilly and the Pope are all on the same page.!!

to be continued....

May 04, 2005



If the ethically challenged House majority leader, Tom Delay, forces through an end run around our constitutional checks and balances as he did in the Terri Schiavo case, that is one thing.

But when he purports to speak for God that is a very far reach.

A proxymoron?

If the embattled Mr. Delay were to lose his (political) life support, who would claim this pugnacious child of God? So far a survivor.

'Evolution', our Goddess of Nature, perhaps slightly embarassed, would offer her embrace as she does to all in life.

The 'Intelligent Design' folks, well shucks, they're just a right bit more picky. "Brother Tom, the polls aren't good, we may just have to back away from you for a bit." “We’ll be in touch when we get back from changing the Kansas’ schools' science curriculum.”


May 03, 2005



((DEAR READER: This post is a piece I wrote in July 2004. My gut warned me of the coming tumult if the Bush/Cheney religious espousers were to take power, a conflict which now plays out daily.))

My Funny Valentine 04'

Thugs in suits,
wearing crosses,
speaking Jesus,
doing trash.

Blood of Inquisitors,
long cold,

Thugs in suits,
wearing crosses,
speaking Jesus,
doing trash.

In the week before Valentine's Day I walked the beach, shaping hearts in the
sand which I photographed and later E-Mailed to a passion. The above refrain
had been in my head for days. I composed a number of stanzas, felt energized
and went home. This is all I remember at the moment.

What I find interesting and pertinent is that this is not a political piece.
It's a visceral reaction captured immediately after ' 911'. I was out clamming and recognized within moments of commencing digging that a tiredness had come over me. It was profound enough that I quit , opting to explore for new clamming areas which is pleasurable and non taxing. I walked and poked for a good distance and then became reasonably nervous because my body signals were "you may not have the energy to get back to the boat."

A visceral reaction; a deer, amongst his brethren, huge loud noises, forest
gone, smoldering, dead everywhere. Fear and horror give rise to torpor. We
call it episodic depression. It's being numbed by fear.

The line, thugs in suits, is a reaction. Something caused this reaction. In
February there was no John Kerry, no presidential race per se, not even Abu

Just a sense of fear.


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