an Obscure quote

what does it matter, when you come to think of it, whether a child is yours by blood or not?  all the little ones of our time are collectively the children of us adults of the time, and entitled to our general care.  that excessive regard of parents for their own children, and their dislike of other people's, is, like class-feeling, patriotism, save-your-own-soul-ism, and other virtues, a mean exclusiveness at bottom.

- Thomas Hardy

(in "Jude the Obscure")

the day after the posse parked

another speaking portrait, oh fisher of consciousness, thee!

and yet, alas, i cannot pin it up (as has been my curious wont for ever so long) at least on that (state plated plaque checked compartmentally caged) facebook page. for i've been summarily ejected therefrom, for going and sharing a wordless cartoon

(in which a US-flag collared hand pushes a traditionally uniformed Ukrainian soldier into a consuming inferno.)

* it's ever so ironic, but i suppose quite telling, that after all the raging honesty smithed by my musing pen, and all the verboten articles by (too helpfully informative) persona non grata Alfonso the mouse has managed to cleverly slip in, the (we define the) "community" normalised groping dissention roping conscience eloped robotic zombie thought police for the wagon circling collective west ("us" against the unpeopled rest) finally aimed those memory hole paved, narrative staving, validation craving, reflection concaved, common humanity waived, domination entempled, ("authoritarianism" dissembled,) connection unsampled, creativity brambled, disrespect for others entrenched, (no unreined eyes in this teaming bench,) the wrench of incompetent failure stenched, "liberal" and "conservative" carafed, democracy stuffed, independence bluffed, rebuffed "others" cooperation snuffed

conformity ratcheting silencers on this borderless hearted muse possessed wily elf himself for having

transgressed

a simple eloquent image. * * sigh *

* - Evan Hawthorn, (the day after the posse parked)

[the visual aid ensconced at the top, (Mister Fish,"Rest in Peace or Else") is his newest painting; the setting, if you will, on which transpired this very latest muse inspired truth unbriared responsive poem.]

homecoming

Alfonso and i are ened to note the homecoming of citizen informant Daniel Hale

("treasonous" "enemy" of domination's state) whose crimes include pointing out that,

for example, during a five-month period of "Operation Haymaker" (an acutely

contemptuous entitling within the brutal unprovoked invasion of Afghanistan)

nearly 90 percent of the people killed in airstrikes were NOT the intended targets.

welcome home, brave Daniel,

(champion of illumining compassion);

thank you for so courageously
placing your bit of our
universal soul

directly in the
line of ire's

honesty punishing fire

in order to selflessly
(soulfully) tap into

the mockery of democracy's
relentless
and
resolute

mislaying of humanity.