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“Can’t Resist Myself” – Unreliable Narrator/Good Old Etch-a-Sketch

October 11, 2012

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Can’t Resist Myself

I’ll lower all taxes zippity doodah-
but it will be oh so reveney neutrah–
(and I sure know about revenue hoohah
‘Cause I was once a leveraged poobah.)

Close them loopholes fee-fum-fo–
But not a hole that you might know.
(If you deduce which deductions go
It won’t be cause I told you so!)

Now listen up good, while I get this right–
I will not change a thing you like!
(Least not while talking in this mike.)
(Least not in the middle of this fight.)

Leader leader zing zing zing!
Let my etch-a-sketch ring ring ring!
(Shake – is that how you work this thing?)
(Okay, got it, bingity bing.)

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I am posting this for the With Real Toads challenge to write a poem in the voice of an “unreliable narrator.”  To be read in the rhythms of Vachel Lindsay.

(Sorry, couldn’t resist.)

P.S. I appreciate that it may be a bit cryptic for those reading outside the U.S.  Again, apologies.

In Swat Valley, Pakistan, October 2012 (For Malala Yousafzai)

October 9, 2012

In Swat Valley, Pakistan, October 2012  (For Malala Yousafzai)

She wanted to go to school.
(They shot her in the head and neck.)
She could read and write
and did.
(They pulled her off the school bus.)
Cardboard journals and online, from age 11 to 14–
(Which one is Malala? they demanded,)
pushing for the education–
(gun muzzles ready–)
of her fellow girls.
(“Let this be a lesson,” they said.)

One wants to respond with something ringing
about the power
of a schoolgirl’s voice, but this is a real
schoolgirl–her voice sweet,
slightly nasal,
accented
with sincerity–and one needs
to just weep
for a while, all the time
vowing to learn from her,
a lesson.

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I’m trying, but can’t really write a poem about something as raw, unspeakable, heartbreaking as the shooting of Malala Yousafzai, age 14, by Taliban gunmen in the Swat Valley, Pakistan earlier today.  Malala became famous in 2009 at age 11 because of her part in a short documentary film about the closing down of girls’ education in the Swat Valley in Pakistan by the Taliban (made by Adam B. Ellick.)  The link above is to a portion of the film.  This is the link to the longer version:  “Class Dismissed” Swat Valley  
Since the  film, Malala (who is a captivatingly brave and perceptive child) has became a spokesperson for girls’ education in Pakistan, even winning a national youth prize.  Taliban gunmen forced their way onto her school bus today, shooting her in the head and neck.  She has survived the shooting.  (The Taliban said earlier that if she survived, they would continue to target her.)  
Thoughts and prayers go to Malala and her family; her father, also loving, brave, articulate, was highlighted in the film.  (He ran a girls’ school in Swat before it was shut down by the Taliban, and largely destroyed by the Pakistan Army.)   I don’t quite know what one can do about these things – other than to try to stay informed and possibly give to charities that focus on similar issues?  Nicholas Kristoff of the NY Times tends to be a source of information on such charities. 
(P.S. – I find the situation in Swat and for girls in Pakistan and Afghanistan incredibly  painful, but don’t mean to suggest here that American troops are the answer.  I don’t know what the answer is – I think knowledge and outrage help–) 

Fear and Loathing on the Number 4

September 30, 2012

Boy on Number 4 Train

“The people here
are f—ing animals,” says hard-
creased mom to youngish son
as they slip between
double rubber, closing doors.

The boy, buzz-cut (mom holding Yankees cap), edges
uneasily through the crush
towards center pole–

Mom hooks him
before he can latch on–“These people push you,”
she snarls,
“I’ll push ‘em back.”

I try to angle smile that only boy
will see (so that the mom
won’t slug me), but boy
turns face to door where, nothing
to hold, he lists with the tight
lurches
till mom’s boa arm heavily
steadies.

Then, even as train
smooths, even as she
releases, he bangs
his head against the dark glass—-

The bangs are soft below the train’s
clatter–
now again–but
definite–now
again–eyes lowered–

Mom’s harsh lines
limp; she spans one hand
to his forehead as if
to take the hits herself–
now again–

In the jumble of next,
seat empties – I point it out–
boy sits; she smiles at me,
sort of.

Then each of us consciously
looks neither at the other or
the boy,
peering instead
through the translucence of
train fug–the rumple of so many–

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I am posting the above – a re-write- very belatedly for dVerse Poets Pub’s Poetics prompt about people watching hosted by the very good people-watcher Brian Miller.  

“Citzens-U Ditty” – Oligarchy/Dollargarchy/Mon(ey)archy Moe – Flash 55

September 21, 2012

Election Coverage Watcher In Some Dismay

Citizens-U Ditty

Oligarchy
Dollargarchy
Mon(ey)archy
Moe!

Don’t-see PACS
collect big dough.

Plutocracy
Lootacracy
Hypocrisy
Hee!

Huge donations
don’t come free.

Media
Schmedia
WatchDog
Ha!

Amateur Cameras
drop the jaw.

Legislating
Voter-baiting
Hallucinating
Hoo!

When will Congress
finally do!?

Moating voting?
Nah!  Get your card!
But not till
registration’s barred!

(Oh dear.)

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Rock the vote, don’t block the vote!  Or let it be blocked.  This is what most worries me about 2012–it’s one thing if candidates win on their idea; another if they win by blocking votes.   My 55 for the rocking G-Man.    (Citizens-U a reference to the Citizens United case allowing certain types of unlimited campaign donations.) 

PS – Completely disheartened that the Senate GOP has blocked the Veterans’ Jobs Bill, that would have supported efforts to hire veterans as policemen, fire fighters, and in federal parks.  The bill would have increased hiring opportunities for vets, and also increased protection for federal parks and included provisions for its payment.  It was supported by both the American Legion and the Sierra Club.  The  ostensible reason – that GOP Senators did not like the bill’s funding plan which related to collection of  back taxes owed from certain healthcare providers.    (We are talking about taxes already owed, not new taxes.) 

Romney’s Self-Made Vision

September 20, 2012

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I am not unsympathetic to Mitt Romney.

But I do have some disagreements with even his beginning statements in the secretly-taped video from his May fundraiser in Florida (statements made before he gets down to percentages.)

Romney talks of his wealth as entirely self-made.  This is based on the fact that he and his wife donated the funds they inherited from their fathers. He also characterizes his only silver spoon as his birth in the U.S.

I applaud Romney for his charitable donations of his inheritance.  (I’m sorry, but I do have to note that this happened well after he was already very wealthy.  Still, he did do it.)

And I too feel very lucky to have been born in the U.S.

But I am troubled that Romney does not seem to appreciate the tremendous leg-up he was born with; that he does not seem to understand the self-confidence that membership in an important and wealthy family imparts; the risk-taking and ease that arise from having something to fall back upon.

We cannot help the gifts we are given at birth.

And, of course, it is tempting (even if one is not running for office) to tout one’s own part in one’s development.

But grace, empathy, wisdom and even a certain quality of leadership seem (to me at least) to go hand in hand with a modesty that over-emphasizes, rather than undercuts, what we’ve been given by others and that understands the difficulties faced by those without similar good fortune.

Romney might very well acknowledge the specifics of his good fortune in a quiet room with just a couple of people around.  But in the quiet room of the video, attitudes of gratitude and empathy don’t seem to make it into the camera’s viewfinder.  And, regardless of what you think of Romney’s proposed policies or whether his work at Bain qualifies as “old-fashioned” and “hard work,” or his own taxpaying record, this is troubling.

Flash Friday 55 – Mitt Lets Us Know Exactly What We Need To Do Next

September 14, 2012

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We must be strong…. (Yes.)

And use our influence with our allies. (Sure.)

And be strong.… (Absolutely…)

Because the world is a dangerous place. (You bet. )

And use our influence. (Never would have thought of that.)

And be strong. (Yesss…..)

Because HE’s wrong. (Huh?—)

No matter what– (Well….)

Because he’s HIM… (Aha.)

No matter what.

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The dialogue above has – you guessed it – 55 words so please tell it to the G-Man.

I do not want to seem flippant, but I also want to take this opportunity to send condolences and prayers to the families of the four Americans slain in Libya, J. Christopher Stevens (Ambassador), Sean Smith (Foreign Service Information Office), Tyrone S. Woods (former Navy Seal providing security), and Glenn A. Doherty (former Navy Seal providing secruity). I also extend condolences to Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, who seems to have particularly felt the loss of these fine Americans who served under her, and who has spoken with such eloquence about their lives and deaths.

Why I Cannot Vote For the GOP (For Lilly Ledbetter) – Flash Friday 55

September 7, 2012
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Lilly Ledbetter – “It’s About Equality” (From The Washington Post)

Why I Cannot Vote For the GOP (For Lilly Ledbetter)

When I was three-months, my mother started teaching in a county where women with children under one year automatically received reduced pay.  Meaning that new mothers got even less pay than regular women (much less men).

In her/my first year, my mother mentioned me to no one, pretended I didn’t exist.

I exist.

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The above (without title) happens to be 55 words (and a lot of suffering) so tell it to Galen, the terrific G-Man.  Lilly Ledbetter is a woman from Alabama who discovered after two decades of employment as a manager with a tire company that she was being paid less than male employees holding the same job.  She brought legal action to recover her lost pay.  After a ten year battle, the Supreme Court told her that her claims were time-barred because she should have sued her employee within six months of the initial pay discrimination (although she did not know of it for two decades.)  The first bill signed into law by President Obama was the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Act of 2009, which allowed a new statute of limitations to begin with each discriminatory pay check.

 

I am posting Lilly Ledbetter’s speech at the DNC below.  I found it very moving, as a woman, and also knowing my mother’s (and my) story. 

 

 

A Misunderstanding At the Voting Booth? Oh, wait, is this a Gun Show? Hmmm… Friday Flash 55

August 24, 2012

Misunderstanding

No Driver’s License?  Can’t let you step into that booth.

Sure, you’re registered, but no Drivee, no Votee.   See, where it says–right on that–err…

Vision impairment?

Wait – you came in here to buy firearms?

Geez, sorry, ma-am, right this way; no, this way.  And just, huh, watch where you’re pointing that thing.

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The above is exactly (minus title) 55 words so do tell it to the wonderful G-Man

I must note an inaccuracy in my 55 – most of the new voter I.D. laws do not require a driver’s license, but they do require that a voter have a government-issued photo I.D. (They will not accept a student I.D. or other non=government photo I.D.s, or a non-photo government I.D. such as a social security card or a birth certificate.)  No one, even those promoting the laws, appears to have documented a significant instance of voter fraud, in the sense of ineligible persons voting.  (The places, it seems to me, where questions of fraud have been raised have been in the counting and certifying as in Florida 2000.) 

I admit also that most states also do require some form of government-issued ID for the regular purchase of a firearm.  There appears to be a pretty large “gun show loophole” to most gun laws, however, that allows for sales of guns with extremely little (or no) regulation. 

Speaking of guns, my deepest sympathies to all the victims of the shootings in my dear New York City today.  

1950’s – Halcyon? (Maybe Not in Terms of Tax Rates)

August 22, 2012

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You know what makes me sick: certain disconnects between hypocrisy and fact; i.e. manipulation.

One thing that comes to mind is the conflict between proclaiming absolute devotion to the sanctity of life while balking at even the most minor limitation (as in a three day waiting period) upon the accumulation of massive numbers of assault weapons.

But I don’t want to talk about gun control–a subject seemingly verboten in this country – or even about women’s health issues.

No, let’s just go straight into the wonderfully entertaining subject of taxes.

Many, especially on the right, seem to view the 1950’s as a halcyon time of an expanding economy, increases in home ownership, stable families and values.   A time when men were men, women were women, and everyone, in either arrow or peter pan collar, knew their place (including in kitchen or closet.)

Actually, I have nothing particular against the 1950’s!  (A fine-enough decade to be born in.)  But guess what?

Under the administration of Dwight D. Eisenhower, genuine American hero and Republican, the marginal federal tax rate on regular income of over $400,000 was 91-92%.  (Gulp.)

The maximum capital gains rate was 25%.

Just for comparison’s sake, the maximum marginal federal tax rate on regular income under President Obama has been 35% (on income over $372,950 – 388,350).

The maximum capital gains rate has been 15%.

Although Obama is regularly characterized as socialist, he has never proposed a return to anything like the tax rates of the good old 1950’s.  What Obama has proposed is a return to the Clinton era tax rates (another age of economic prosperity) — but only for those earning over $250,000.  His proposals would raise the top marginal rates for those earning over $250,000  (now 33% and 35%) to 36% and 39.5%.

For many, that extra 4 per cent or so upon those earning over $250,000 feels like a death blow to liberty.  But don’t worry, even with such raises, some of the very wealthy (like Mr. Romney) will still probably be able to keep their operable rates to at least 13%.

(Please note that I do not know the best way of healing our troubled economy, or the world’s troubled economy, and I don’t particularly like paying taxes any more than I like paying for health insurance, car insurance. airplane fees, clothes that are not on sale, or a whole bunch of other things.  I just bring up these figures because I feel like the numbers, as well as our historical decades, are constantly being manipulated and mischaracterized.)

Hell, “A Different Level” – Thinking of Aurora

July 21, 2012

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A different level

I.

Hell is a clock
that cannot be
turned back.

II.

Hell is discovering
that your most special,
coveted,
dear, one
and only,
purpose,
culmination,
all,
can be culled
randomly,
gone
in an instant,
wrong
seat/street/virus
crazed/gun
forever.

III.

Hell is not
being able to take
the bullet for them;
hell is having to
swallow the bullet for
yourself
after it’s hit.

IV.

Hell is knowing
too late
how fast
it all was.

V.

Hell is
firsthand.

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Mourning the terrible event in Aurora, Colorado. This led me to the above draft poem, linked to the wonderful poets at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, a discussion of hell. Ridiculous to think of prompts with events like these, but it was somehow a way to write about these awful things. One worries that these things come across as pretentious; I mean to write only with sympathy and sorrow.

I am also linking this to Tess Kincaid’s wonderful Magpie Tales, where she happened to put up a picture prompt of Franz Kline’s Figure 8, which seemed also to fit with this poem.

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