Follow the link below to Mike Badges-Canning shares his thoughts on the tragic seizure and sacrifice of private land for private benefit, for deforestation, for disruption of tradition, for the corrosion of the common good for the falsity of our common wealth. Yesterday, I spent most of the daylight hours on the Gerhart … More Sacrifice Zones
Brief thoughts on #CruzSexScandal: You know, I don’t care that much about politician’s sexual conduct. They’re adults with private lives, with failings, with difficulties like the rest of us but amplified because of their power. It’s kind of mind-blowing how much power is at play in holding high-level U.S. offices and huge elections. The … More #CruzSexScandal, hypocristy, and Matthew 7:5
As I’ve said a couple of times, the tide is turning. Which members of the GOP will drown in it and who will learn to swim? Rubio’s drowning. Kasich’s swimming. That’s what I get from the last GOP debate questions on climate change anyway. Marco Rubio bloviates a bunch of do-nothing hand-waving in the face of … More Marco Rubio bloviates and John Kasich sounds nearly reasonable on climate change
Revision number I-don’t-know-how-many of a poem once called “Wreckage.” JUST A TOY Plebes engineered in programs, poured into progress’s molds, preached from the altered world’s altars, scriptures of innovation, new epics of a dawning world. Cybernetic Prometheus’ motherboard liver waits to be torn from his body by the eagle. The eagle, winged justice cites dynamic … More JUST A TOY
GORDIAN KNOT Don’t I fear this Gordian knot’s invictus grip wickedly woven, wickedly thick wound threads? El Nino’s therms? Patricia’s whip? La peste! Les marteau sans maître! There is no hope for us to unravel it, just our own hours of onerous unraveling. Could it be that we, like Alexander, face one option the option … More Gordian Knot: A poem on the most wicked of wicked problems
Since I have submitted this poem to a journal, I’m taking down the full draft. O MAGNUM MYSTERIUM ON ROARING RUN Why when I turned back did I almost put my senses away, as if walking back were perfunctory, unworthy of care and attention…
Who knows how many iterations this will go through? I’m not quite sure of its shape yet, having already put it through about 10 drafts. It’ll be a while. Since I have submitted this poem with a different title–“FROM AR RAQQAH TO ALEPPO”–to a journal, I’m taking down the full draft. FLIGHT Phalanx exhaust over xeroscape … More Flight
If natural gas is going to be a bridge, then we have to walk across it. If the Paris Agreement uses a ratchet mechanism, then we have to be the ratchet. Today, I switched my electricity to Ethical Electric which uses 100% renewable energy (99% wind with 1% solar), not the hodgepodge of heavy polluters … More Cross the bridge. Be the ratchet.
A few years ago I saw Aubrey McClendon at the Shale Gas Insight conference. He was at the top of his game at Chesapeake Energy. He even had Carl Pope at Sierra Club convinced that fracked gas was good because it was less damaging as a greenhouse gas because when you burn it, it’s got … More Aubrey McClendon and the despoliating culture
CHILD IN THE OCEAN Child in the ocean contradict midcurrent driven, brine-eyed, blind.
Peter Walks for Democracy 