Portraying the genetic code,
the synapse firings and Sir
Thomas Moore, this drama
beheads me with a method
not yet dull. It will in time
not slice through Descartes’ candle
before the karma leaps to wick after wick
and melts the Norwich-bitch into bitu-
men. Flight attendants come down the aisles
and through the unknowing clouds now
with beverages determined for a choreography of choice.
Please watch my elbows and ankles as the carts pass by.
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Every moment of every day and every night we have the sneaking suspicion that words and phrases are being manipulated and that we, as free-thinking citizens of the world-at-large haven’t a clue as to the real circumstances that mere syllables are reducing to manageable sound-bytes.
The fact is, we cannot handle the complexity of human nature and the events which set that nature in motion. We are free, and yet… not as much free as malleable to the coercive mindset of dictators and delitorious power-brokers of corporations without end.
Our freedom is the freedom that Big Oil, McDonald’s and the National Football League want us to have. Peas or Carrots… Chocolate or Vanilla… Wins or Losses… And there’s not much in between! My point, of course, is that we should be careful. Politics and Entertainment have a tendency to merge, and to blur the distinction that might make us Good and Conscientious Citizens of the Global Community. Our temptations, therefore, include those socially-estute items on the agenda which might placate us with wealth and recognition. We want those things and will continue to want them… until the apocalyptic scenario of The Book of Eli finds relevance among the southern gentry.
And my point is that we might create more forums for authentic conversation and less for feeble equivocation. That is to say, the issues are complex and deserve the full arsenal of our intellectual repertoire.
In other words, let’s talk. Let’s listen. Let’s have that dialogue in which the very syllables of words are discerned and deciphered for the sake of MEANING. What does the information mean? And how do the relationships on the ground provide the most authentic context for that meaning to become an actionable movement within the sweep of human history? In the United States and elsewhere, my sense is that intuition and analysis have been separated by an ocean of wild, undulating waves. Intuition, of course, has the advantage of going deep. And analysis might pinpoint where and when that depth might allow for some precise acumen.
For example, why would we want to believe that Vladimir Putin embodies the qualities of good leadership? He manipulates domestic consumption of rhetoric within the bounds of Russia and flouts the sensibilities of his trading partners in Europe. He rides a horse without a shirt and brandishes an ancient piece of pottery as if it belonged to him… Take care, you guru’s the western world! Imagery will only go as far as the funding of the social imagination, and the semantics of late have had the effect of defunding our hopes and dreams. Do we want freedom? First, we want the leaders we’ve chosen to articulate a vision of freedom that’s more than individual wants and desires. And second, we want leaders who expose the power-hungry for the insecure weaklings that they are… And finally, the remedy to words, words and more words that are neutered and derailed is for courageous individuals to re-attach potency to the rhetoric and to go-about on-foot to the places and the people whom mass-communication often avoids.