Thursday, March 6, 2025

That Spasm I Created For My Own Diversion

S'been awhile since a manic spastic shout (believe me), more below the first grid

MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY




Have I mentioned that motherfucking Democrats are the enemy, they are far worse than useless, they are fully useful towards and complicit in your enshittification and anyone who uses the word "useless" as primary description of motherfucking Democrat is either stupid or a motherfucking enemy too
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
It's the Democrats' genocide FFS, and if anyone is freaking the fuck out about Barnard it's emmeffing professional Democrats, if the guy meant what I said, yay, if he meant Democrats didn't crack down hard enough via mayors and governors against anti-2ionist/pro-Palestinian protests eff him
NYPD HAS BEGAN ARRESTING & BEATING PRO-PALESTINE PROTESTORS AT COLUMBIA
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
Netanyahu's funding for Hamas via Qatar enabled October 7 invasion
The Race to Save Evidence of War Crimes and Mass Destruction
How Western Media Has Manufactured Consent for Atrocities, From Iraq to Gaza
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
YESTrump’s Revenge Tour Finds Its True Target
"Democrats aren't technically lying when they say they'll lose elections if they move left, because actual leftist candidates will be aggressively smeared as lunatics, Russian agents and antisemites to make sure they lose by the media, by the Republicans, and" (especially, Jeff adds) "by the Democrats"
Where is the resistance headed? And how does it get there?
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
"Boston doesn’t listen to kings"Our reasons
Supreme Court Strikes Down EPA Clean Water Rule
Jared Kushner builds a Middle East business empire
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS ARE THE ENEMY
"What the fuck am I even supposed to write?"
Industry-Backed Legislation Would Bar the Use of Science Behind Hundreds of Environmental Protections
What Trump is trying to do to the Education Department, explained
Tesla Battery in Thermal Runaway Ignites Fire During Demolition in Dickerson
"Your regular reminder that it is NOT unethical for sex workers to out prominent prohibitionist clients. Their hypocrisy in trying to get sex workers harmed or killed, while also employing our services, invalidates our duty of discretion"
William T. Vollmann's A Table for Fortune is getting published by Arcade Publishing
MiltonSatie's furniture music
The Strange World of… Susan Alcorn
Some other dimensions in Yo La Tengo
The BEST radio station in the world is having it's annual marathon, go, give, do it for me
WHO'S NOT SEEING DESTROYER WITH ME AT BLACK CAT IN DC IN OCTOBER 2025?
The first two songs pre-released off Destroyer's late March 2025 new album I liked but it wasn't the standard instant love, this new third one? LOVE!





THE VILLAGE OF SLEEP

John Ashbery

 Why, we must dye it then –

Would I like to stay here indefinitely?
We have trees to prune, cryptograms to decode,
it was all a blind running into the light –
She couldn’t say the word for ‘fish’. Nor are his genes undone
by what oafish submarines remain. Aye, sir,
Captain Nemo, sir, we’ve spotted the junk
in the roads up ahead. What! That spasm I created for my own diversion, now
it’s clearly emerging out of the octopus drool that so long enshrouded it,
while I, a nether spur to its district railway, am overrun with
coughing doubt for the duration, yet here I must stand,
a seeming enigma. Outside, life prattles on merrily,
like an embroidered towel, and would probably be too weak to object
if we decided to postpone the picnic until November.
I hear you; the arches under the embankment
are part of what I’m all about. I too was weaned from excess
in some silvery age now lost in a blizzard of envelopes.
How frostily jingle the harness bells!
It’s all we can do to keep up with the dunce’s velocipede,

while in a neutral corner of the quarry
the same binge of history is conning men’s eyes
into dogged superstition. So we must make sport of it,
reel in our catch while yet there’s time, but droplets
are exploding in the gutter. The gambling ship ferried us away
past larkspur, past concertinas, and the old name became visible again,
briefly, on the building’s dusty façade. I

thought we’d lost you. No,
I’m still here.
Do you want to jump out a shy window?
Little by little one took in the foxes’ keening:
It’s all right, it’s sober,
they chortled. This was just a plant,
it counts only for the next time,
and we in beach goggles, brilliant suspenders … The party beast
in me says let’s abandon, cooler heads say dive,
dive like a frog while famous night is coming on,
like the blistered exterior of a sigh.

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