Monday, February 14, 2005

What is crazy about this split. Anybody is not only half but both on occasion. And humans split four fours of ways, actually. Plus, your sort of human is disjunct of family. Finally, all four-four sorts add to what "human" is. Any sort has only a small part of truth--including this my story.


    "Burden of Silence

Scar-eraser, bring
No whisper of the African Holocaust
Nor after being kissed
Remember any cobwebbed tale of wrong:
Our pleasance is a laser through the darkling throng.

Glacier throught my art
Grinds a valley, leaves a ragged trail;
Far off thunders snarl
The voice of some uncomprehended fate
Which shall not reach us here though we in fear await."

--Darth Mall, A Watcher in Darkness (1850)


How to talk to Plain Folk so this Pumpkinification will diminish its hold? How to show how Sharp Folk also stand for God, Country, and Good Capitalism? How to allow fascist bad faith to unmask its actual quiddity? Most of all, it is important to not look down on Plain Folk, nor scorn Plain ways.

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