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...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica

Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.

Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors


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29.3.07

I may get around to more about whatever this is, but for now the oddness of people reacting so adamantly and sometimes violently to "threats of violence" etc. at the near-cartoon level they're being made in the very marginal venues they're being made in, and though recognizing the immediate concern and potential for fear unchecked in the nature of the threats having been made to people unused to the experience of real, non-theatrical, non-remote, non-mediated violence, still, watching that unfold while at the same time, publicly, and with the full volume and saturation of the nation's vestigial news media broadcasting every mad word of it, the President of the United States George W. Bush - who is right now in the middle of proving beyond any shade of doubt that he is willing and able to kill and maim, or cause or set in motion the machinery for the killing and maiming of, hundreds of thousands of people in another country, real human beings with real human lives, with sons and daughters and brothers and sisters and all the needs and wants and hopes and hungers of human living, and who has willingly sacrificed tens of thousands of people from his own country, life and limb and promise, or proved that he will willingly be the public face of the machinery that causes them to be sacrificed, leaving aside for purposes of brevity the fact of his, or his as representative of the machinery he willingly is the public face of, negation of nearly every principle of liberty and justice in America that America was supposedly about, that Americans have fought for, sacrificed for, championed and preserved and protected as well as they could see to, negating it all except for those laws guaranteeing the freedoms that protect the wealthy and powerful and their sycophants and would-be successors - while this man publicly and repeatedly threatens to do it again, to someone else, to someone new, to someone different, making the same noises as he did last time and striking the same belligerent poses as he did then, only toward Iran this time, with no evident remorse for the deaths he's caused already, that continue to this minute to accumulate in a place and by extension a world that edges nearer hell every day, that those same valiant cries for punishment of photoshopping vandals and misogynistic trolls, the little sadistic ghosts that haunt the cluttered attics of the internet, and those outraged cries for action from the FBI and legal punishment and something must be done, that those same loud voices are stone silent or near enough to it when it comes to the President and the Administration and a complicit and toothless Congress and whatever machinery that mess really represents now, that in regard to that "threat of violence" those same clamoring-for-justice voices are in the main as silent as well-fed sheep out in green pasture on a warm spring day - and it is, you could say, more than a little ironic.

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