I could go on, as before
Words, or tags can hurt no more
Were they known, or something new?
The blows and swings, in constant slew..
I touch my chest to feel the pieces
As night shrinks…the stinging eases
What can’t break, then slowly freezes.
When a playful magpie takes a bath
Seeing that magic, makes wine of wrath
It takes the wondrous joy of a child
Adds carefree zest of a teen gone wild
Shakes them together into a cult
That of a free, inventive adult.
I came up with the poem as I finished this artwork, I also made my logo because of this painting. So, yes, I am very much in this magpie’s individual cult. For my new logo and other examples of my artwork see my new page: Implicit self Art. The photo is from Sattal, Uttarakhand India, where any birder may be prepared to get bewildered. I recommend Birder’s Den as a great stay for birders and photographers in Sattal.
This are the words that came to me when the Indian government decided to do something for the benefit of Kashmiris by announcing they longer have a state, but now are under the central government with little or no say in their own governance(relegated as Union territories). The PM went on about how deprived the Kashmiris have been of the benefits, which will now fall on them as a “full” part of India. Without listening to what the Kashmiris actually want. Someone correctly pointed out, that it is not the Kashmiris they want to incorporate as “complete” Indians, it is Kashmir. The land, the beautiful landscape and all that it stands on.
We know what’s good for you
Let us finish digging your grave
You lived your life in heaven on earth
Heaven, is only for the brave.
Pellets have been good for you
They don’t hurt, nor make you blind
What is it, you want to see?
We’re here to open your mind.
We will undo all the wrong
We do not take history’s blame
We are mightier than King-Kong
Souls long gone, to be with shame.
We’ll train you with tough love
You are all we think about
We’ll take your food, your stove
Take your light and burn it out.
Blame the neighbors, if you must
They are so much worse than us!
We deserve unfaltering trust
Give it up, what’s all this fuss.
Lie in your grave, be silent now
Let’s count how many more we need
Your land is gold and yet somehow
What if, it does not satisfy our greed
We must be sure to dig some more
Minerals, gems, some iron ore..
We’ll dig you out before you rot
Don’t you harbor any doubt
Our friends, the vultures are on call
Waiting… waiting for your fall
We promised them a mighty treat
So long, farewell, our pounds of meat.
Be sure to remember, we meant you well,
You belonged to us from the very start
We brought you closer to us, to quell,
Shred you to pieces, part by part.
We are bound by destiny
You lived in hope
Too bad, there never was any.
ID. August 10 2019
I must have been inspired by the song based on grave digging in the movie Haider.. by Vishal Bhardwaj. Credit where it is due.
To the righteous right
And the leftover left
The distance between can be and is
Is an underlining to the wide cleft:
A morula can be a baby
But that Is a woman’s choice
She can be a mother
Her beating heart IS her own voice
Her health Is an issue
While growing those bones and tissue
She can be made of tougher stuff
But she Is also, on her own, enough.
When a mother’s toddler is taken
Mother and child, are both forsaken
Cruelly caging them IS evil
Justifying that, Is surely the devil.
Rarely, experts can be amiss,
the real ones don’t lead by daze
They know what passes by the world, IS,
amazing and a maze.
Vaccines can be allergenic
Measles IS responsible for deaths
Treating fact the same as myth
Is hurting our kids and kith
Did the child you save
No, ‘protected’ from the vaccine poke
Agree to your masterful stroke?
What about the next door neighbors,
Who you “love” because you ought to
Do they know your living choice
Is ignoring medical advice
They may suffer for this vice
Or die, that can be no paradise.
What has saved the human race,
Many diseases and disgrace
Is for you merely a phrase.
Prayer cannot take polio out
It takes a society with real clout.
You nor your children will learn
Value in knowledge, let this burn!
Calculus can be hard to know
A rational mind Is harder to grow
If you know all that can be known (it’s all written somewhere)
Perhaps the gaping hole is blown,
Or if you like nothin’ can be known
Our paths are led, without being shown
That rational mind, it has not grown!
Climate change IS going to harm us (have you fought the fire or seen the floods?)
The extent can be catastrophic (no Noah’s ark, this is not an epic)
Human society Is responsible
Even if religion calls it a relic.
Christianity or hinduism can be a way to live
For some, that life is dogmatic
To them, gospel can be ‘myopic’.
Guns ~ shootings IS a real statistic
Sure, some people can be problematic.
Thinking is better than feelings
When it comes to long-lasting dealings
Gurus can be good at economics (shree shree shree whatever)
But a Nobel laureate IS generally,
much preferred on such complicated topics.
When someone reads the times
She IS reading the real news
It can be biased, from the pews
There Is always more to read
And can be found in others of breed.
But a blogger’s views (like mine)
Is very often, based on creed
The difference between them is:
What can be proven and what is piss
Black and white IS too simple (open your eyes and see)
A rainbow Can be more a promise
Any of the genders can be leaders,
but no one born, godfully IS.
Between what Is and what can be
We find many societies have split
No one knows,
if what Is or can be
Should be on top,
in the list of pros.
Bewildered at which door to take
Where there IS, or can be cake.
There IS right and there is left
Both CAN BE questioned and make you lit
A book with whom you cannot speak
Is limited, as Is, sans wit.
To put it simply, let me try this
Fear can be used to learn more
That is power to endure
Propaganda IS fear for politics
As the rightful gun in house,
IS used to kill a trembling spouse
People, you have never met,
can be portrayed a dire threat
Fleeing war cries they hear a voice,
that Can be yours, but is not clear
No, it Is a drone you let,
your votes sell, and pay a debt
If you looked at past letters,
their lives can be, as yours Is.
History can be learned and taught
The dove, IS being sold and bought
What IS your role in all of this
It can be real or it can be bliss
What IS life and living in sin
If what can be has never been?
ID July 7th 2019
Today (several days after I wrote the poem), I saw that some Oklahoman women I happen to know do not believe there is a valid reason that the US women soccer team is suing the US soccer federation, and in reality they are not just suing for equal pay (with the men’s soccer team), although that is definitely one of the prime reasons, they are suing for many daily discriminating behavior they endure for being the “lesser” team, which they are not. Those OK women are of course soccer moms, and perhaps they even played in girl’s soccer teams or their girls did. Its a good thing that their girl’s knew their place was in home, raising children. Otherwise, the US women’s soccer team would never have the character it has today. Winning two world cups in a row, where the men’s team mostly doesn’t even qualify for world cups and will certainly NEVER win one unless more immigrants are allowed in the country, now that slavery induced “import” isn’t an option. I don’t want to go on about other sports. It doesn’t matter really, they like sports, just not that a lesbian is a better leader than a heterosexual man (probably the president or their husband or you know, any other man they know).
Anyway. Everytime I think I can understand women’s acceptance of their stereotypic role, or try to. I am reminded of their defiance for “other” women who don’t care for those along with secret hatred laced with a strong interest in controlling the other women’s lives under the guise of what femininity should be and how society is failing to raise women to be cows as is right, where there are such stellar, courageous, skilled, articulate women proving how wrong that is every single day, I fail. I thought the far right women really appreciate sports, but clearly, there too “women must know their place and they are simply not as popular as men playing the same game, just much worse, and they still make a larger percentage of the revenue they bring in”. The popularity rating, as it happens, is not true. They seem to get their reports of percentage revenue from the same source they get their science reports: bunch of hacks who will never be at the world stage of statistics/finance (and won’t bother with links here, because if they read this so far, they are certainly not following links!). But can’t blame them, their example set by their moms is: the MOST women can be is pretty or assist other women in becoming pretty, if not pretty, they have to compliant and most essentially bend over backwards to be funny, as long as it is not actual comedy which has deep roots and assist other women to be that and know their place behind a “leader”, literally any man no matter if he abuses his wife, has never had any skill to speak of, has double standards, tunnel vision, a gigantic ego and serious issues with world view. Well, fuck you. Megan Rapinoe is a leader. She knows brotherhood better than all those flimsy (built like trucks) American football players who never had the guts to support Colin Kaepernick. But sure they generate revenue, hope it helps them with their concussions as they fall by the side, to never be remembered by anyone (fans die, writing and change: that is what lives on, take the bible and the first amendment for instance).
I am not someone who follows sports, I admire serious skill at anything, so obviously I do admire sportspeople. But long ago I realized porn is better, it gets you somewhere, whereas Indian cricketers only get to the pedestal to mumble or be sycophantic to gurus (present captain Virat Kohli was one bhakt of that pedophilic maniac Ram Raheem) and PMs while doing nothing for society (unless it is a publicity stunt). I know their star status is made by the public and it’s not their fault they are so popular. haha. But still, no one can stop me from being SO glad they are out of the Cricket World cup 2019. Again, the day any Indian cricketer has the guts to speak against the Indian government for ANY REASON AT ALL. AND NO IT DOES NOT MATTER WHICH government. ANY government in power. I will change my mind. Until then, the manual scavenger who died inhaling poisonous fumes while cleaning a hospital/dispensary sewage and was never paid, did much more for society than all of current Indian team put together, so FUCK them.
Must mention buying and selling of dove inspired from Cohen’s ‘Anthem’. Dedicated to the many many posts of Humans of Hindutva admin who I wish I could have discussions with(and who for all I know is a die hard cricket fan).
While the whole world, and I am sure the underworld in some areas too, pulsates with Game of Thrones withdrawal (primarily) I am preferentially perturbed by the jarring end to VEEP. Also, I have never seen a single episode of GOT but I believe Jon Schwarz (The Intercept) when he says it was an incredible piece of art, editing and artistry. And also that it was such a huge success because the ‘elites’ in our society cannot wrap their minds around the truths of our world, they need excesses of all bloody kinds with visual porn presented in a breathtaking undertaking lasting a decade and changing everyones life on Sundays. I mean everyone in the same sense as you, dear reader, think I mean.
On the other hand VEEP, which I have sang odes to, and stood on one leg to watch because it deserves that and did several namaskars on a handstand (remember, you watched GOT) was the truth. I really do think. What Claire Underwood could not even begin to touch as a character, Selena Myers gloriously embalmed herself with and took it for a home-run, a penalty kick-goal, hat-trick and whatever other sports reference you want. Yes, you are right, I do not watch sports, I can think about watching tennis, because in tennis personal ambition means something, personal accountability too, for that matter. As for Selina, she had the former in plenty, although not an iota of the latter.
Over the years the characters in VEEP reminded me more of real life politicians, since after all, within those years we got Trump and Modi started showing his true colors in India (yes, they are saffron and blood red and he also has a tail that wags for industrialists).
Jonah was by far my favorite over the top character ever in history, and dethroned Kramer (Seinfeld) almost immediately. He made claims in the latest season that live politicians in India routinely make, against Islamic domination through ‘arithmetic’ (Or some such equally gaseous claim straight out of their asses about art). He showed how parts of the public actually take seriously the “anti-vaccine” philosophy even if people LIKE JONAH support such claims! No seriously, I would have thought that when people like whatshername terrible actress supported the theory of vaccines causing autism the whole world would laugh. ha (and this is a grunt). Anyway, Jonah making VP in the end is the best end to Veep ( I hear people aren’t so pleased with the series finale of GOT). Because in my mind Jonah truly drives home the point that being overconfident, uninformed, completely moronic and utterly reprehensible never hurt a politician. Especially a male one. He defined the position of Veep, as close to and about as far away from power as possible, while belonging to the hall of fame for igmorons.
Selina Meyer takes personal ambition for public office to the stage where every member of the audience recognizes that the drive for the position from where you CAN do anything, leads to a drive for power, for which she actually ‘sacrifices’ the ability to do anything: make a single worthwhile change. Ideally, we imagine presidential candidates aiming to leave a legacy for the country and if the county is the US, then the world. We may not all agree with this said legacy or vision, but we all assume there is one. We are so wrong in todays world, and needed VEEP to show us that!
Selina Meyer lost that plot of leaving a legacy as soon as she was actually made the first woman President of the USA, in error. Since that time, it was only her pursuit for glory she almost touched, without the understanding of the actual position. And Julia Louis-Dreyfus does this so convincingly, supported by a terrific script and stellar cast, direction and editing. And she does it while being belly-achingly funny, slapstickingly comic, mesmerizingly cunning and astonishingly stunning.
What Claire Hale did not do convincingly, despite every opportunity provided, Selina did on the sly: used feminism to take down a man (Tom James, her most prominent adversary) just with words (of a lover, junior in rank) and the #metoo movement. We never see her as being smart in the sense that she can see through Andrew’s ploys, or make sense of any big political agenda. Her only and formidable asset was knowing what people need to hear from her to get them to do what she wants. That came about without her actually connecting with anyone, except maybe Gary and Hugh Laurie’s character Tom James. Her tears as she sacrifices lovers and finally her faithful Gary for her Presidency are not of repentance, but of acceptance. Of who she is, what she wants, with no regrets. As she said herself, all she wanted was to be president. Not leave a legacy, which the show depicts of being ‘ending Tibet’s freedom and overturning same-sex marriage’ both deals she made to get the position. I would say Selena died with no regrets, while viewers feel this echo of not what it must be to not leave a legacy (some viewers). However, TV VEEP ends in hope.
Our PM Modi, shows the exact same personal ambition, because it is always about his humble beginnings, his tea-making days and him being a ‘fakir’ who has no leanings towards money or extravagance (the last are blatant lies that his supporters do not see). He sold off his ability to make any progress a long time ago to his puppeteers as soon as they funded his multi- million dollar campaign, using the malicious electoral bonds that no one questions but everyone knows about. He wants the position for the sake of the position, and unlike Richard Splett, whose knowledge, sense of justice, bipartisanship, general likability, social responsibility, altruistic nature leads a hopeful end for the nation of Selina Meyer. India apparently has no one, because where Selina Meyer did not actually succeed and Modi did, is brain washing the public with religious fervor, fear of becoming as downtrodden as the people they trod on and ‘image’ created of a strong man. Go to daddy he will solve everything. Every. Single. Thing. With a smooth rhetoric and nothing concrete (except toilets which may not have water).
Tomorrow in May 23rd 2019 (already today) in India. As this tyrannical, egotistic buffoon lands another 5 yrs of rule. I cannot watch this live, Selina, at least you were funny.