Just Another Blog In The Wall

2003-12-29T08:51:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year!

2003-06-09T12:25:00.000-07:00

Just a thought...

The vaudeville generals cavort on the stage
And shatter their audience with submachine guns
And Freedom and Violence the acrobat clowns
Do a balancing act on the graves of our sons
While the tapdancing Emperor sings "War is peace"
And Love the Magician disappears in the fun
And I wave goodbye to murder
And smile hello to the rain

...Tim Buckley 1967

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-04-29T16:42:00.000-07:00

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

...Bob Dylan [Masters of War]

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-04-16T08:08:00.000-07:00

Cheers For Our Capitalistic Democratic Victory Over Evil
(Should be yelled with blind enthusiasm and naked fervor)

Take your pill and pay the bill,
don’t speak ill of those who kill.

Lean to the right, lean MORE to the right!
Stand up, sit down, fight! fight! fight!

Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead! I see by the newspapers we’ve won! King George has slain the dragon, and we’re free, good God almighty, free at last! Free to be exploited by our own government, free to have our basic needs ignored, free to have our rights eroded, free to remain blind and ignorant in the name of national security...oh, wait a minute, that’s only in Iraq, right?

"When life sucks, suck back."

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-04-02T16:42:00.000-08:00

First light felt its way through the dark, gently rolling up the night like an old window shade. Jiohdi casually rubbed the sleep from his eyes, causing a billion billion stars to implode and give birth to time. But only the lion-tamer and the gypsy arose early enough to witness sundials sprouting like mushrooms amongst the rampant marigolds encircling the village green. Chained to the finite, waiting for the bright light, they politely delighted in the depths of night.

...Oh, sorry, wrong reality...

The war drags on...who would have thought 13 days would seem like 13 months? Who would have thought a wrong turn could end up so badly? Who would have thought Bush & Sons (formerly known as the United States), could have come up with such clever red, white and blue eye patches and ball gags? Check out “why?” in the links section for the current short-circuited logic behind justifying this “war of freedom”...

Remember what the dormouse said: “FEED YOUR HEAD.”

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-27T06:33:00.000-08:00

“Let me ask you over and over again my friend, how you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction...”

Well, the Big Fool says to push on...and so it goes...are we having fun yet? How many dead Americans on TV will it take before we understand that violence is not the road to peace? Now it’s dozens of families baring their anguish, soon it will be hundreds. And how many Iraqis are never going to be liberated because they’re currently dead? The sadness doesn’t stop...the ignorance covers our eyes like a red, white and blue fog...Simper Fi, motherfucker!

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-20T13:19:00.000-08:00

O, Satnam, Waheguru, Allah, Ar-Rahman, Ar-Rahim, Al-Malik,
Al-Quddus, Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, Rama, Krishna, Buddha,
Agni, Surya, Indra, Ganeshe, Nandi, Garuda, Hanuman,
God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit, Nana,
Ahura Mazda, Thor, Jahweh, Amun, Ra, Aphrodite,
Emmanuel, Abraxas and all others names by which you
are known...please hear this prayer:

“Clarity to all sentient beings”

Amen.

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-19T08:08:00.000-08:00

With a wave of his hand, the space-time continuum rippled and shimmered open, revealing the pulsating thousand-petal lotus of decision. Each petal quivered with iridescent, radiant light waves tuned to all the desires that brought us to this point. Shifting from a being composed of space and time, our host rebirthed himself as pure thought, and said, "Before your eyes sits all that you desire...choose as you wish...however, there is a price." He/she/It continued, "The price you must pay is attention."...we used a credit card, because it held our interest. As we drew closer, each lotus petal waved, calling us to dance its song. At first, we kissed each one as we drifted in the stream of conscious choices...Then, slowly, like a cat stretching its back, a thought-dream painted a mirror image of itself across the backs of our eyes, calling to us:

"Fly to the center, even as sinners
Dare to enter, ever the beginners."

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-18T07:02:00.000-08:00

Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle,
the herd danced and howled at the moon.
The madmen giggled as triggers were jiggled,
singing, "The burning begins Wednesday at noon"

...and hooded Death, with bony finger joints
sits laughing by the rocky road and points,
"Step right this way, folks, step right this way..."

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-17T07:53:00.000-08:00

Hmmm...went to my first Candlelight Peace Vigil last night. Throughout my entire drug-crazed, look-under-any-rock, new age, self-destructive rock-n-roll life, no Peace marches felt my feet. Well, Dubya wasn’t asleep at the wheel during any of those times...His Daddy screwed things ups for a while there, to be sure, but his “read my lips” truth/lie did him in...Altho’ he WAS very helpful (along with Hop-along Reagan) in supplying Saddam with the goodies we’re now going to destroy his country over, just so we can get them back. (see "history" link to right) But, no, no...it is the dim, cloaked-in-righteous-ignorance, back-peddling, bully/coward Son-of-a-Bush that’s finally driven me into the streets.

To illustrate the depth and effectiveness of the Bush/Cheney/Rumsfeld misinformation juggernaut, I met a man yesterday who was in favor of blowing the hell out Saddam so our country would be safe. I asked him why he was so afraid of Saddam...he answered, “because he has toxin warhead missiles pointed at the United States ready to launch...they’re hidden, but they’re ready to get us!” This average American guy with a wife and a couple of kids, truly thinks Saddam has the ability to kill him and his family, and wants him dead! Now THAT’S the sign of a smooth sell.

Meanwhile...back at the Vigil...6,400 candlelight vigils in 129 countries, each taking place at 7 pm, their local time...starting in New Zealand, and spreading around the world. (see 'moveon" link to right) If you lean that way, a really great gesture/plea for sanity...if not, then it was just a bunch of anti-(insert your cause here) people causing trouble. Our local gathering was in a small park near Old Town, the current place-to-be. I was thinkin’ maybe a couple of hundred might show up. What a delicious feeling to see over 800 citizens silently holding candles, forming a human chain around the park. Right or wrong, silly or serious, these people cared enough to take to the streets...were you listening? [Band strikes up “We shall gather at the river”, house lights dim, curtain closes to standing ovation]

"Get outta them blues
and into the street.
You don't need shoes,
but you gotta have feet."

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-14T05:47:00.000-08:00

[This, uh, poem is composed entirely
of actual quotations from George W.
Bush, President of the United States
of America. The quotations have
been arranged into verse by the
"Washington Post" writer Richard
Thompson.]

MAKE THE PIE HIGHER
by George W. Bush

I think we all agree, the past is over.
This is still a dangerous world.
It's a world of madmen and uncertainty
and potential mental losses.

Rarely is the question asked
Is our children learning?
Will the highways of the Internet become more few?
How many hands have I shaked?

They misunderestimate me.
I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity
I know that the human being and the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope, where
our wings take dream.

Put food on your family!
Knock down the tollbooth!
Vulcanize society!
Make the pie higher! Make the pie higher!

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-11T08:42:00.000-08:00

I dunno...is it only me who feels sadness at the approaching pain and suffering we are about to unleash on the Iraqi people? I watch the morning shows proudly hail the 101st airborne unit in Kuwait as they prep for death, and my eyes swell, not with pride, but confusion. I’m confused that the most powerful nation on earth...you know, the one that boasts freedom and justice for all...the one that’s for peace...the one that has more weapons of mass destruction that any other country in the world...is ready to become an aggressor by launching a preemptive attack on another nation without imminent threat. When did we cross the line from defending ourselves to selective, first-strike aggression? Why do so few question an undeclared war based on unproven statements by our “leaders”?

Sure Saddam sucks, lots of power-hungry rulers in this world suck. Do we, the self-appointed avenging angels of righteousness invade and kill them all? How about if we start by cleaning our own house first? How much did YOU pay for gas today? How much is YOUR senator or governor paid to support corporate control of your state? How many buildings in YOUR kids’ school are crumbling? When did YOU last write to an elected official, turn off that light when you left the room or explain to your kids the difference between Democracy and capitalism?...Hell, or even vote, for that matter? Lots of guns and lots of stuff don’t make us the world’s policemen.

Here’s a quote from something called the Federalist Papers, written by some old guys a long time ago:

“An attention to the judgment of other nations is important to every government for two reasons: the one is, that, independently of the merits of any particular plan or measure, it is desirable, on various accounts, that it should appear to other nations as the offspring of a wise and honorable policy; the second is, that in doubtful cases, particularly where the national councils may be warped by some strong passion or momentary interest, the presumed or known opinion of the impartial world may be the best guide that can be followed. What has not America lost by her want of character with foreign nations; and how many errors and follies would she not have avoided, if the justice and propriety of her measures had, in every instance, been previously tried by the light in which they would probably appear to the unbiased part of mankind?”

...The Hamilton/Madison Experience

They talked funny then, but they sure made sense...

...“It’s not dark yet, but its gettin’ there...”

Later,

Uncle Bumbles

2003-03-10T08:24:00.000-08:00

spam rant

The new, heavy-duty spam attacks...what's up with that? I have a skanky little business website at www.sunsondesigns.com, and lately the spam is a-gettin’ thick. How many fools paid good money to get the chance to send me their identical crap-messages about anti-virus software so cheap I can’t afford NOT to buy it? They’re probably convinced that THEIR email is absolutely original and a sure-fire winner! HA! And what’s with the jumbled alphabet lines? Is that some fiendish device to fool the anti-spam programs? Is Marylou@lfwzfqx really my friend?

And how come when I click the “remove me” button I’m immediately added to 5,000 new email lists? The gub’ment has an email address [uce@ftc.gov] to send your spam to...I can just imagine some poor guy sitting at a lone monitor watching 1,396,783,452 spam emails per hour come in! If the Bushmaster REALLY cares about spam, he’d make a “do not send” list like the one being set up for telemarketers...HA! Why not forward your next 300 spam emails for online Viagra to the White House?

“As I cry night and day,
the beauty before my eyes
surpasses a million burning suns...”

Later,

Uncle Bumbles