This is why I’m not a writer


I just haven’t felt like writing. The noise of life is too deafening.  The readers, few that they are, have demonstrated more interest in my co-parenting and other personal topics than in politics, which is loud, everywhere, and  therefore unavoidable. And I feel I should write about theses things,  rather than my own solipsistic mewling.

Things are crazy now. An isolated, paranoid, and vindictive child holds the keys to what he wants to make his kingdom. We watch astounded. Everyone accuses everyone else of lying, and thinks that that makes things equal. I begin to wonder if the US is a failed experiment:  If the Constitution can allow this, how can we ever make it right? Anyway, I could go on, but, as I said, you can find worry like this anywhere, and probably better written (The New Yorker has been great).

The sun is actually out, and we haven’t seen it in a while, so I think that I’ll take some sunshine over fretting.

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Another problem I’ve been having: I  have to decide who I want my audience to be? I guess the big question for every writer who has children is,  what will they think when they come across my writing one day, and am I okay with that? I’m in awe of some writers’ abilities to be brave and bold. I’m am neither. I could don’t think that I would have ever–as a child of living parents and children–had the guts to write Philip Roth’s line from Portnoy’s Complaint:

“I fucked my own family’s dinner.”

Good golly, and what great book.

 

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About what I should be posting.

In the meantime, one cartoonist’s view of the Rapture. Hmmm, maybe I should convert.

The Great Snatch

Parasite Attack! Flesh-eating Worms in the United States!


 

A Meta-Bug News Roundup

Screwworms in Florida

The New World screwworm, Cochliomyia homnivorax, isn’t probably something you think about. Fortunately, you don’t have to. The screwworm, a larval form of a fly, has been eradicated in the United States since 1982.

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Unlike maggots, which eat only dead flesh, the screwworm eats live tissue. When I was in Haiti recently, I saw what they are capable of. Any wound, any abrasion, any cut is an invitation for the flies to show up. Then the larvae come out, and work their way not just into the necrotic parts, but the actual live tissue.

Screwworms obviously present a serious danger to livestock. I can even find you a gross story where they went into a woman’s ear. But since the ’50s, researchers began experimenting with the release of sterile male flies, first on the relatively controlled setting of an island, and then on the mainland. By 1982, there were no more screwworms in the US.

Naturally, flies don’t recognize international borders, so in partnership with Mexico and the nations of Central America, the screwworm has been restricted to south of the isthmus of Panama, a bottleneck that is relatively easy to defend. The breeding of sterile males is ongoing in Panama.

Recently, 40 endangered Key Deer had to be euthanized in Florida when it was discovered that they were infested with screwworms. Sterile males were introduced, the Florida Department of Agriculture set up inspection stations in Key Largo for animals leaving the keys, and the outbreak was contained.

 

Robert Pirsig, author of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, has died.

“When one person suffers from a delusion, it is called insanity. When many people suffer from a delusion it is called a Religion.”

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Here’s a passage  from Zen  that I always found interesting.

Things are getting worse.

Twittler has proposed huge tax cuts, and naturally they benefit him and those in high income brackets the most. They propose eliminating the inheritance tax, which is probably the best tax we have: WE’RE TAXING DEAD RICH PEOPLE! They’re decomposing, they can’t complain, and if their whiny little offspring think it’s just horrible that they have to be just a tiny bit like the rest of us (which they won’t, they’ll still be stinking rich), well, they can commiserate in their gated communities and in their country clubs, just like they always have. The Great Unwashed will be able to perhaps feed and educate their children a little better. It’s understandable how those at the top don’t really want a level playing field, but keeping the “Paris Hilton” tax–or maybe we should call it the Trump Kids Tax–is a good thing. Just ask Teddy Roosevelt. Whatever you name it, don’t let anyone get away with calling it a “death tax.” It’s not.  It’s a tax on plutocracy and oligarchy.

I can’t write anymore today. A buffoon is fucking up or determined to fuck up so many things at once–relations with Canada and Mexico, military policy, health care, foreign trade– that it’s overwhelming. As I’ve written before, there’s a good chance that the American Experiment has failed, and the wise will at least be keeping an eye open on an exit strategy. While I’m here, I will work to make this a better and safer place, but I do not believe that this is the best place for my children to plan their future in.

Amazon.com: Boycotts Don’t Work, But I’m Doing It Anyway


They’re still advertising on Breitbart.com.

Boycotting Amazon is like boycotting Google. You can’t do it. Or if you do, it’s not going to make a difference. And I don’t know if Amazon can stop Breitbart from linking to books it wants its readers to buy. But frankly, I’ll just feel better buying my books from Powell’s, or whatever it is I need, from elsewhere. (For more carefully laid out strategy, see https://grabyourwallet.org/ )

I have to believe that Breitbart is suffering. Other than clickbait, I don’t see any ads on Breitbart anymore. (Does clickbait even pay well?)

However, it still looks like there are plenty of readers. Each article provokes literally thousands of enraged comments, of which nearly all agree with the editorial point of view. You would think that by the time that there are already over one thousand comments, that the wackos would realize that, at that point, it’s just piling on. But, and this is telling,  they can’t resist. They have to pile on. They love to pile on. In fact, Breitbart exists to give the worst among us a chance to pile on, and in that warm mass of jingoistic sludge, bond with others and feel like the only ones with a firm grasp on the Truth. The comments also reveal that possession of the Truth gives the right to mete out whatever justice–or revenge–is deemed appropriate.  I believe that it comments were eliminated than Breitbart.com would cease to exist. trump jesus

A sample of the folksy wisdom to be found in the comment section:

Tar and feather the so called judge in the public square. Remove him from office and make an example for the rest of the kool aid drinkers

—-TRANSLATION! The DEEP STATE = THE iLLUMININATI satanist !

GOD has said that satan is the ruler of This world for a short time !

The illuminati or deep state what ever lanquage you choose to call them is satans shadow government that he rukes the earth. by !

Only now at the very end of humanity has people WAKEN IP to this FACT !

GOD has SAID this NOT ME !
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—-Liberals are serial lunatics, perpetually angry zealots, profoundly criminal and inveterate liars to boot. They pose a clear and present danger to our land, laws, livelihoods and lives and must be dealt with accordingly.

 

Polaroid of the Day


 

Too many books. The boxes are filled with books as well.   All my closets look like this. Shot with expired color film and a Polaroid One-Step.

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Find Your Community Treasures


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“…simply moderate giftedness has been made worthless by the printing press and radio and television and satellites and all that. A moderately gifted person who would have been a community treasure a thousand years ago has to give up, has to go into some other line of work, since modern communications put him or her into daily competition with nothing but world’s champions…. A moderately gifted person has to keep his or her gifts all bottled up until, in a manner of speaking, he or she gets drunk at a wedding and tap-dances on the coffee table like Fred Astaire or Ginger Rogers. We have a name for him or her. We call him or her an “exhibitionist.” How do we reward such an exhibitionist? We say to him or her the next morning, “Wow! Were you ever drunk last night!”

Everything Must Go. Who wants this book?


The Shipping News, by E. Annie Proulx, 1993shipping-news

Best novel I ever read that takes place in Newfoundland. Not a bad read.

Quote: “And it may be that love sometimes occurs without pain or misery.”

I’m still waiting to get back to the author on that one. She lives in the neighboring state, so I suppose I could stop by for tea sometime.

Send me your address, and I’ll send you the book. I’ll trust you to pay me back for the postage. Or you can donate to PAZ.

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