you lost before you started.
Dingo the Dissident
Friday, 30 April 2021
Affordable housing, UK.
You cannot get more 'en-suite'
than a pillow on the toilet-seat !
(You just have to be
both desperate and up-beat.)
|Desirable residence ?|
Thursday, 29 April 2021
The sham of democracy.
for somebody you have never met
and do not know is utterly ridiculous.
"African Wild (or 'Painted') dogs
vote by sneezing,
deciding whether to hunt
based on a quorum of achoos.
When their leader – always female – dies,
they vote for her successor with eerie whoops and hoots.
They rarely fight and are particularly successful predators,
gleefully ripping apart live smaller prey
by each holding a limb and pulling in four directions."
Wednesday, 28 April 2021
A wise wolf said :
What you humans don’t realise
is that you cannot help or ‘save’ us -
no - but we could help and save you.
Not that we’ll get the chance.
Tuesday, 27 April 2021
A guy commenting on a parrot-video on YouTube
I used to have a parrot that screamed
"HELP! THEY TURNED ME INTO A PARROT"
I am really a dog,
but nobody cares that I was turned into a human,
probably by anti-abortionists.
Monday, 26 April 2021
In a culture founded on unshared property,
all is loss, perceived as disaster.
Yet, as Elizabeth Bishop wrote :
the art of losing isn't hard to master.
Sunday, 25 April 2021
A word to other serious feminists.
is the last bastion
Saturday, 24 April 2021
our big brains are due
to having to figure out and remember
to whom we have told which lies,
and which people have told which lies
Friday, 23 April 2021
There are many shades
but only one of transparency.
Thursday, 22 April 2021
The Flip Side.
too often accompanies
Wednesday, 21 April 2021
who offer and facilitate this blog for free
are the paramount example of an entity
which 'knows the price of everything
and the value of nothing'.
All is Business - aided by Democracy.
Tuesday, 20 April 2021
is like milk souring.
Oh, the redundancy of words !
I love sour milk
Monday, 19 April 2021
are not really theories
People who are attracted to them
are not wanting information,
simply confirmation of their prejudices.
they don't understand the randomness
of sickness or the lightning-strike.
I notice that I tend not to believe
people whose faces I do not like.
Young Cyanea Feeding
Sunday, 18 April 2021
My mind is process.
My brain is chemicals
and fractal pathways.
Words are air and marks upon a page.
I am almost nothing,
and soon will be
less than an absence.
So I am almost free.
Saturday, 17 April 2021
Martin Heidegger said
that language is
The House of Being.
But, really, the structure oscillates
between a palace and a prison.
Friday, 16 April 2021
Life is like a joint.
Two or three breath-intakes are enough.
Thursday, 15 April 2021
"Of all perversions,
chastity is the strangest,"
wrote priapic Anatole France.
Had he not heard of serial rapists,
necrophilia, pædophilia, bestiality,
binding tight another's balls
with a leather bootlace,
and other forms of sexual cruelty ?
Chastity is no perversion -
but perhaps a kind of grace.
(Though a lot depends on what you mean
by perversion, and by chastity.)
Wednesday, 14 April 2021
The very point of money
is to create and ensure
disparity among equals.
Tuesday, 13 April 2021
In memoriam mortuorum.
Every day, as I get out of bed
to open the shutters
I think of my dead,
my beautiful dead.
They come back in my dreams.
Why should I push them out of my head,
my beautiful dead ?
The first was my fierce grandmother's
beautiful corpse on her bed
whom I lay on and kissed in the hope
that she'd wake up before her soul fled.
(I was ten at the time.)
I stroked all their corpses,
my beautiful dead -
my aunt and my mother, my dogs -
all except one who was murdered.
The last one I killed because he had killed
too many chickens and cats.
I buried him with his ball
in a tumbledown shed
in the wood by my house,
the last (so I hope) of my beautiful dead.
Monday, 12 April 2021
...until all the infants are dead.
Sunday, 11 April 2021
"Perhaps it was women rather than men
who instigated the segregation of women."
- Jean Genet: Un captif amoureux, 1986.
Saturday, 10 April 2021
There are more micro-organisms
in a chemical-free, unploughed handful of loam
than there are humans on the planet.
Man's deadliest weapon against the world
remains the plough.
Friday, 9 April 2021
My dreams are full of people,
some of whom I never met before,
or shadowy, opaque;
some of whom are dead, or dogs,
And so I welcome solitude when I'm awake.
Thursday, 8 April 2021
are not, in any sense, barren
but are, in all senses, fallow.
Wednesday, 7 April 2021
Feeling good about being old.
I am tired.
Most of my life I have felt tired,
'no stamina' -
but now, in my eightieth year,
it feels almost natural.
Tuesday, 6 April 2021
Jesus and The Environment.
Jesus had nothing to say
on environmental issues;
though he wore sandals
he was not an 'eco-freak'.
But for millennia before and after him
Nature has been turning the other cheek.
Monday, 5 April 2021
If we are to judge people at all,
let us not do so 'positively'
according to wealth or fame,
by (estimated) carbon footprint,
the smallest of which is committed
by beggars and the poor, who receive
only the shit of the suffering we consume,
and will soon have no earth to inherit.
Sunday, 4 April 2021
My Enduring Naivety.
I still don't fully realise
that human people with sweet faces
are no more likely than others
to be sweet within.
And I still am very wary
of people with pale eyes.
Saturday, 3 April 2021
If I had lived in the nineteen-twenties,
I might well and wholeheartedly have embraced Communism,
unaware that Lenin and Stalin (white males, like Marx)
had already destroyed it,
thus ensuring the terrible, temporary
triumph of Consumer Capitalism.
Friday, 2 April 2021
White Lives Matter
Far Too Much.
And if 'Caucasians' really had 'Superior Intelligence'
they would have stopped breeding long ago.
Thursday, 1 April 2021
If art is self-indulgence,
as many people think,
science (however rigorous)
is self-indulgence, too,
even if subsumed in cosy group-indulgence.