Through any tragedy
A group arises to the top
And yes certainly the
Health care professionals
Are deserving everyone’s praise
No doubt, I could not do
What they are doing
The extremely long hours
The daily risk of death
The sheer emotional exhaustion
Before or after Covid-19
Still tragedy or no tragedy
The ones who never get recognized
The people at the core
Of making life / existence possible
So that every group gets
Their day in the sun are all of the
Farmers and ranchers
Loggers, miners and drillers
Nothing happens without them
Nothing no food no buildings
No heat or cool, no roads or light
No communication, no connection
Everything everyone gets to do
Starts with those five groups
So here’s my little shout out
Thanks, am very grateful
You are the unsung heroes
.
“We got a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
We got a kinder, gentler,
Machine gun hand
We got (closed) department stores
and (no) toilet paper
//
Got a man of the people,
Says keep hope alive
(Yes, that’s Mr. # 45)
Got (cheap) fuel to burn,
Got (bad) roads to drive.
Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world”
– Neil Young
.
Bidding death away
To the highest bidder
Need some PPE
Or a ventilator
To live another day
Pony up and pay
Or the shell
Of your being
Will be put
In a casing
6 feet in the ground
(Ultimate social distancing)
As 45’s administration
Has secured
Pallets of masks
To send them to……
No, not hospitals
Rather a
Distributor / broker
Who can then
“Auction” them off
To whichever
Customer or county
Wants them the most
Because that is how
Capitalism…….works??
.
From White House Press Conference 4 2 20
REAR ADM. JOHN POLOWCZYK, JOINT CHIEFS OF STAFF VICE DIRECTOR OF LOGISTICS:
The 200,000 is going out as we speak.
MIKE PENCE, VICE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES:
Very specific about that.
POLOWCZYK: It will be – it will be delivered tomorrow.
REPORTER: Question –
PENCE: Let me be clear on that. What Jared announced, what the admiral said is pallets are being loaded right now to send 200,000 N95 masks to New York City to the public health hospitals.
POLOWCZYK: To the public health warehouse in New York City.
PENCE: All the health care workers, help is on the way.
POLOWCZYK: This product that we`re moving is primarily commercial product that would enter the commercial system and be distributed through financial business transactions between hospitals and these distributors.
REPORTER: But just to clarify, that explains why states say they are bidding like eBay because the supplies are going to the private sector and they have to go there.
POLOWCZYK: That`s normally how things work, right? So I`m not here to disrupt a supply chain.
.
(Am thankful did not have to call Pence a weasel, his dialogue and manner, did that for himself)
.
Wonder if that is how
The casket makers
Will cash in or if
They’ll be competing
With bulldozers
Digging mass graves
Which is really
Capitalism @ its finest
Well…..certainly nothing
To sneeze at
.
Yes, my soul is
Much darker
Than it “should” be
Actually though, according
To this blog’s title and subtitle
“Looking at the world through a windshield”
The observations are from
“The loose nut behind the wheel”
In other words I didn’t make this stuff up
I am merely an observer
Making observations
Thanks for stopping by
If what was then
Was then which
What is now
Considered normalcy
That seemed more
Like lunacy
For what we have now
Is insanity
Neither a place
I want to be
What was then
Might have been
More familiar
Hardly normal
Merely acceptable
Because it was what
We’d grown up to
Expect and accept
As long as we could
Maybe kinda sort of
Navigate our way
Through the maze
However given
A choice of either
Neither would be one
One would return to
As the new normal
Builds in its comforts
Although not quite
As comfortable
Still not normal
The best would be to
Create a better normal
One where everyone
Is fed and sheltered
Has universal
Global healthcare
As obviously what
“Starts” in a “different”
Country affects all
The countries, why
Cause they are all
On the same planet
Duh……
No impervious barrier
Is protecting anyone
Regardless where the
Flag is waving
Religion practiced
Skin color or gender
Bank account value
The grim reaper
Knows none of those
So since governments
Can’t solve the problem
What can we do…….but
“Imagine”
“Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…. Aha-ah…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one”
– John Lennon
“Every life deserves a certain amount of dignity, no matter how poor or damaged the shell that carries it.”
– Rick Bragg
“All Over But the Shoutin'”
.
Shouting
Immediately
Excludes
Reason
.
Repetition
Automatically
Eliminates
Listening
.
Found this unfinished in drafts folder
I can only assume it had
Something to do with Sean Hannity
.
We don’t know
What the facts are
Just what can be
Gleaned from perceptions
Trusting eyes that can
Play tricks on you
Or ears that have a tendency
To hear what they want to hear
Mired in unquestioned beliefs
Speaking in circles
Repeating redundancies
Recycled and regurgitated
Informed by misinformation
Deluged in dichotomies
Played as pawns
By puppeted puppets
Proof be damned
Other than if it is written
It must be “true”
Hanging on hearsay
Real rumors
Roaming restlessly
The landscape of lies
Where there is
No objective truth
How can there be
When while
One is alive
The only perspective
One can have
Is subjective
.
“All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”
– Bill Hicks
.
Conspiracies
Really
None
Only theories
That are running
At maximum
Inside many
A cranium
For plenty who
Want too many
To hear
Tis much easier
To live in fear
Than to look around
And get in touch
With one’s own ground
How do you start
Clear your mind then
Listen to your heart
Turn off the news
That will only
Give you the blues
If not deceit
Then contradiction
Needs to be treated
Like an addiction
A way to stop
The mind boff
Is to simply
Shut
The TV off
.
“Learn To Be Still”
“It’s just another day in paradise
As you stumble to your bed
You’d give anything to silence
Those voices ringing in your head
You thought you could find happiness
Just over that green hill
You thought you would be satisfied
But you never will-
Learn to be still
We are like sheep without a shepherd
We don’t know how to be alone
So we wander ’round this desert
And wind up following the wrong gods home
But the flock cries out for another
And they keep answering that bell
And one more starry-eyed messiah
Meets a violent farewell-
Learn to be still
Learn to be still
Now the flowers in your garden
They don’t smell so sweet
Maybe you’ve forgotten
The heaven lying at your feet
[Solo]
There are so many contridictions
In all these messages we send
(We keep asking)
How do I get out of here
Where do I fit in?
Though the world is torn and shaken
Even if your heart is breakin’
It’s waiting for you to awaken
And someday you will-
Learn to be still
Learn to be still
You just keep on runnin’
Keep on runnin'”
– The Eagles
Faith and belief
Are as tantamount
To one word cliches
As luck and coincidence
.
Faith is hope
With a
Religious disguise
Outcome determined by
Luck and coincidence
.
Belief is an acronym for:
Beings
Eviscerated
Living
In
Eternal
Falsehoods
.
Yet it is difficult to prove otherwise
For if you believe in something or
Believe something w/o questioning
It becomes petrified as fact and the
Calcified content replaces what is
Indistinguishable from its origins
Save that it is now rock hard and
The manifestation of what it is
Has nothing to do with its formation
Either passed on from
Generations past or
Printed in infinitely
Vague interpretations
.
“You know there is a living God that will talk directly to you – not through the pages of a Bible that forgot to mention dinosaurs.”
Bill Hicks
.
What is written in your heart
Supersedes anything that was
Written by men, obviously men
That for a millennia was
Regurgitated orally then
Transcribed variously from
Aramaic, Hebrew and Greek
Then each successive language
Used by those holding the reins of power
A simple tool to manipulate masses
Using fear magic & future threats by
Visible and invisible matchstick men
To heaven
All you have to do
Is get deathly sick
From a branded bug
A virulent strain of Covid
A better gamble
Then lottery ticket odds
Yet, there is no money
To be won or spent
Just a 2 % chance that
If you don’t “survive”
To build immunities
Against it, then you get
To meet God in heaven
Amongst the clouds
Harps and cherubs
Which must not be
All it’s cracked up to be
As everyone is
Doing everything
Not to get a ticket
Hmmmm
Perhaps then
Since no one
Wants to go to
The “real” heaven
We could all make
A concerted effort
To make what
We have here now
More of a heaven
On earth so to speak
“Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We’ll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth”
– Belinda Carlisle
Treat each other as
We might treat Yahweh God Allah
You know……..
With reverence and respect
One, disguised as the
Person that was “walled” off
The person with
“Different” colored skin
(My guess is, it will not be pink)
One that “speaks” funny
(My guess is, it will not be “English”)
A language of love
Compassion and understanding
While contemplating
“What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us?
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make His (or Her) way home?
If God had a face
What would it look like?
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that
You would have to believe
In things like Heaven and in
Jesus and the saints
And all the prophets? And…”
“One Of Us”
.
– Joan Osborne
And no skin
Are what my
Fingers feel like
With all this
Gloving
Soaping
Scrubbing
Rinsing
Wiping
Drying
Sanitizing
Face
Avoiding
Conscious of
What I’m
Holding
.
Wondering
About the past
Who or what
Touched
It last
.
Curious when
This is all
“Said” and
Done
If I will be
Anything more
Than a
Skeleton
Would be a really good time
To test a fleet of those
“Self” – driving trucks
At least if they fail or
Significantly error
There won’t be much
To run into except
Other self driving
Human less trucks
Carrying only freight
Without any Covid-19
Who or what
Will open the doors
After breaking the seal
And back them in
Where are the
Self driving forklifts
The robots to
Restack the boxes
That fell off the pallet
In route or en route
.
Just a suggestion
