here today

 

oh for a declarative

oh for a declarative. certainty. sure-i-tude.

oh for a declarative to get me through the test.

would that I had studied more. prepped for this. not gotten sick.

would that I could put it off.  one. more. week.

this is not the life I want. this Series 6. Investment stuff.

this is not the life I want. yet. here. I . go.

oh for a declarative.

though I'd settle for a clone.

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girl talk.

girls they confuse me confound me peruse me astound me. 

girls they adore me
I love you we just met
and yet
girls they abhore me

you’re so cold
why don’t you call
I’m getting old
I thought you liked me best of all

girls they confuse me amaze me praise me
girls they abuse me misuse me craze me

girls befriend me
then upend me

boys they bore me ignore me talk dirty to me tease me

boys don’t notice
what I’m wearing
what I’m reading
what I think
boys all they want to know is where and what I like to drink

boys don’t confuse me I see exactly what they’re for
boys I blow kisses to them
walking out the door

boys they sex me
never vex me ....        like girls do.

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michael moore says it better than I could.

Friday, September 2nd, 2005
Vacation is Over... an open letter from Michael Moore to George W. Bush

 

Friday, September 2nd, 2005

Dear Mr. Bush:

Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.

Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with?

Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!

I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?

And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!

On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn't stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.

There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland.

No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It's not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C'mon, they're black! I mean, it's not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don't make me laugh! Race has nothing -- NOTHING -- to do with this!

You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.

Yours,

Michael Moore
MMFlint@aol.com
www.MichaelMoore.com

P.S. That annoying mother, Cindy Sheehan, is no longer at your ranch. She and dozens of other relatives of the Iraqi War dead are now driving across the country, stopping in many cities along the way. Maybe you can catch up with them before they get to DC on September 21st.

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far away so close

we watched television for the first time last night.  we finally let the pictures into our sweet little victorian on the hill we turned on the television and tried to eat our organically grown free range chicken salad nice pinot grigio dinner. 

we watched television for the first time last night and there it was in color black and white america.

white america laments the looting angry about the destruction of Bourbon street and those lovely old homes.  white america vacations in new orleans likes the fact that you can walk outside drink in your hand endless parties jazz everywhere.  white america keeps their televisions off so we can hope that someone else will take care of this problem. 

black america walks down the street carrying a baby looking for water. black america is dying while politicians point fingers the national guard comes too late hell they're all in Iraq, aren't they?  black america lives next to badly shored up levees waiting for funds that never came because white america needed tax breaks and we all need Iraq's oil.

the faces on the television last night were far away but we need to bring them close.  we need no matter our race, our income our class our politics we need to bring them close so that this doesn't happen again because this will happen again.  something like this will happen again.  

we're having a party on sunday.  and I don't know how you have a party when the world is upside down. planned for weeks it's supposed to be a celebration of my future but how can I celebrate my future my white america future when babies are in the streets without water.  

I like to have answers.  I like to end my posts with a pat answer something pithy but today I don't have that for you I don't have that for me.  I don't have any answers only questions.   I like to have answers but today all I can do is watch television and feel far away.

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