A Tribute to a Night of Deadly Boredom, or Bored to Death
The large screen glistened
vivid and moving
like light on water
at the end of the day
from end to end, tall bodies
dynamic, back and forth
no moment motionless
in the glass
of the low lit room
chromatic discordant groans
spasmodically breaking silence
steaming sweating men, in suits
in the glass
raging, then not
the madness ends now
easing out of my boredom
with the ten’s, and thirteen’s
in Tampa
leave now, or sleep
in the guest room
come back tomorrow
we’ll do it again
Those two days fit for hiking were an illusion, though meteorologically spring the onset of the real season is elusive, playing hide and seek, a temptress of sorts, allowing me to hike one morning and causing me to look for my gloves the next.
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I’m merely going to say the Democrats are in trouble, at this point in time it’s hardly worth it to fret about as I have absolutely no control over it. I don’t know if I could vote for Clinton. I can definitely not vote for McCain under any circumstance.
“Democracy is usually the result of revolution against plutocracy” and though Aristotle, the original conservative, believed it to be inferior to an aristocracy - because it lead people to believe they were actually equal, he was right about Democracy, and I think we should take ours back. Since last night I can’t get that damn Beatles Song from floating through my head.
“You say you got a real solution
Well, you know
We’d all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know”
The surest path to wisdom is to read, assimilate and apply things learned from those who are wise – paraphrased from John Caruso – “The Power of Losing Control”. I’ll read and listen, over the next few weeks, or at least as long as I can possibly hold my tongue.
In the meantime I admit to learning something from American idol last night. I learned that I need to listen to the Leonard Cohen song “Hallelujah”, a song I hadn’t listened to in years, ( No I never watched the OC though I was made aware last night that it was used for that nighttime soap opera) more often. So see, it was worth it.
I, along with at least a million others, was on line last night, thanks to the guy who sang it on Idol, looking for every version of that song we could find. The Buckley version is better than the Rufus Wainwright version, but I am fond of the A cappella Imogen Heap cover. And who knew I actually would see Leonard Cohen himself doing that song, thanks to you tube – actually it is pretty awesome, If not for Idol it never would have happened.
