Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Bad Euro = Single European Supermall

This is it. perfect democracy -  expressed perfectly in the global banking system. Anyone anywhere can be a banker. Democracy has topped itself. The Global banking system in its purest form is, in abstract, a hornblast for democracy.  The essential nature of global banking is the realm of inhuman, non-human digital, fairly impersonal nature and therefore quite entirely democratic because no discrimination can enter between the financial equations and transactions. Hooray for the de-mos.

You almost heard it here first:  Solution to the euro crisis - Central European Government, Brussels takes all. Get in on the game now. Superstate. Its like a supermarket, all under one umbrella. Possible bad news for individuals, cultures. "Member states will be protected..".  Post WW2 European union was leading to no borders, then one currency, now, the obvious conclusion, One Government.  Ciao. Conspiracy nuts have been on a masterplan nurtured by "the Bankers".  News just breaking...Merkal wants 'fiscal unity'.  One bank. One Europe. Divide and Conquer, but call Reich Four, 'unity'.  Ingenious.  I design supermalls on google sketch in my spare time. I will shop it around.

Affinity for the Ape

CONCENTRATING on how well we can run in relation to an ape is demeaning to
the ape and aggrandizing of human physiological achievement.  Watching the first episode of "the Origins of Us" (BBC2, presented by the eminently qualified young Dr. Alice Roberts), we never hear of how well an ape can tree swing/climb compared to us, but what is trumpeted in the programme is
how we  'evolved' the ability to run (including a lot of close ups of Dr. Roberts buttocks movement's as she is analysed on a treadmill) and left our closest
relative, the ape in Africa 'behind' - with that the unspoken implication of how beneath us his ability to swoop through canopy is in comparison.  But our running/upright walking ability doesn't come over as such a great advancement when compared with the running abilities, for example, of dogs and cats. This of course isn't mentioned. Nor are the physiological aspects of sight, flight, ability to swim analysed in evolutionary terms.
Which mammal can boast the canopy gliding ability of the ape ?   Its an unparalleled specialism that far outweighs our supposed evolution to walk on hindquarters and jog.  

We can't fly, conserve energy, swim, see, smell, jump or listen as well as creatures - we don't live longest either- so what makes us so damn superior anyway? Not our ability to live well, certainly not our physiology.
We aren't particularly good at any one thing compared to the spectrum of creatures in nature, excepting the opposing thumb which enables us, supposedly through advanced tool making, to engage ultimately in abstract thought. But how many people can even do this properly ?  Few, the best of them can get a job with BP.

How well it has enabled us to live rather than merely propagate our specie on this planet to plague proportions is a pertinent topic for writers of non-fiction.   We live and engage badly with the world.

Optics are our greatest achievement. 
Medical science's methodical extraction and synthesis of what nature already provides, is not really invention at all. Optics are, whether tele or micro, the real impressive 'tool'.

(Specialist & Common Ancestor argument first encountered in Bjorn Kurten's 'Not from the Apes')

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

The dithyramb of the blackbird
Pause
A smile is nothing
Cost nothing to smile
But a smile is still nothing

Monday, 19 September 2011

Thugs, brutes, conmen,
Placenta chowed down 
bastards & various adolescent
masses

Mike Marsdon
Alfred Blood
Alfred Mook
 Alisson Durrique D'abo
Feedback loops
Norman weiner(electrical circuit loops)
Odun: ecology
Club of Rome : limits to growth.
Jay Forrester
Greed of the western elites

Odin

A Great man is,  at best, the one who
realises qualities possessed by others.
He is only supreme for that revelation,

He sees his limitations
Unlike janus-faced
non-hierarchical community espousers,
he realises the distinct.

Individual interests are not petty
because they are talents
or at least latent.





What drives people is pewter,
Or to be more specific, the idea of
Happiness which is the same as power.

To proceed with Egalite,
it
has to be enforced
Thence, hierarchical,
whilst in constant denial

Monday, 5 September 2011

Mad as Mahdi

O Mahomet,
great prophet
with your followers
All Mad as Hades
Show me
Wisdom of your mountain cave
over all mobs & illusions
Oh MAHMET, 
peace upon thine in the midst of
these rutting dogs of war,
Embrace yourself
Fall onto swords of grace
Entreat dethrone embroil
entice grandma's adagio
Embattle tragedy, 
unveil the sophistry of the good
unmask their prosaic hypocrisy
by Gad, by Jihad
Burn off all artifices,
all these clerical mousetraps

In West Wales

Dogwalking is all I Know
Parallel walking
a tyre on either side of the track
up the soggy road 
Hardly Kanchenjunga.
Ahead lies a spectacular heap 
of stones on the hill 

Although fleetingly agile
feeling like bits 
gently disintegrating 
like asteroids into the ages 

Unwell,  glandular,
not sprightly, dogshit 
but not from the night before
The sundown ahead
Reflecting so wonderfully
Crags and sky 
describable only in terms 
of oil painting
Unreality I suppose
A dog yawns 
the same
at this hour and at dawn.

Feeling 
I’ve been a fool
about friends
Can only look at my 
espadrilles sink 
into bountiful dung of
countless horses,
sheep, dogs & ponies

A crazed sheepdog drops a rock
Before me
 I throw it into the stream and he retrieves it,
Pawing it from the water back to me.
he repeats this with boundless enthusiasm
Irrefutably,
This could always be 
One sunset 
Ultimate.

Sunday, 14 August 2011

Flickering Flame

The whole world is about
Not being immortal
A measure of barbarism,
thrown in
is what keeps us

Mortality the rub
a tender shy curious fumble
a robin on a rusty iron rod,
his breeze being
the dew of the moment
the only immortality.
the sputtering heart
the girlchild's red flush
in romance alluded to.

Build me a poem
like that shack we built
over a drain between the house

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