A Vivacious Mother Hides a Gawky Daughter. The Daughter Hides Her Own Vivacious Daughter in Turn

More proof of my mother's theory that bad kids skip generations:

FORT MYERS, Fla. (AP) — Authorities in southwest Florida say a 17-year-old girl pointed a gun at her mother, pistol-whipped her and forced her to drive to a dealership to buy her a used car.

The sheriff’s office in Lee County said Monday that the teen has been charged with aggravated assault with a deadly weapon without intent to kill, among other counts, and was being held at a juvenile detention center.

According to officials, the mother said she didn’t want to press charges because her daughter had been accepted to several Ivy League schools.

We offered to buy Planet a car if she went to a certain nearby school and I'm certain she's going to turn the car down, though if I don't stop asking what she's thinking about her decision I swear she's going to brain me upside my right ear with a shovel.

• Questions?
• The speech.
• The fun continues. One train may hide another.
• If these be rebels...
• "Progressive" idiocy.
• The Fallacy of the .06% Less-Shitty Theory distilled. This is also why I've said and still believe that Corporate would rather four more years of a house-broken Obama than Michelle Gingrich Mike Palin Newt Huckabee Sarah Bachmann. I could be wrong. Still betting pints I'm not.
• The answer is No. 
• On the above.
• Ruling class tactics.
• What are unions good for?
• Burning down the house.
• Eating garbage.
• UPDATE! On the above.
• Being in the world. 
• I stopped reading Mother Jones the day they hired Kevin Drum. 
• Shocking.
• Things you might have missed.

• It needs to be said that I have never heard of ANYONE in the Dogred blood-trees EVER referred to as vivacious, nor anyone associated with them through marriage. Gawky? Yes.
• Silver Line! or NOVA is boring.
• Wheaton as Bethesda?
• I did tell Fobin Ricker to die slowly and painfully in a puddle of his vomit and piss when I saw him on Woodmont Avenue in Bethesda a couple of months ago. Felt good. He acted like he hears it all the time, which no doubt the motherfucker does.
• Something Kensington doesn't need. Lame motherfuckers. Stop sending me mail asking me for money. 
• Whatever you do, don't raise property taxes on motherfucking mcmansionists.
• My future hell.

• I have used the best line in this poem in a blogpost title before, but since I'm no longer (until next time) having fever dreams I am not permitted to use it for this post's title, though when I began to tune this post it was one of the first poems I thought about. 
• This year's Man Bookers. Snore.
• This week's new releases.
• Try it before you buy it.
• Open your eyes.
• Tear it all away.
• UPDATE! Trick or treat.
• Not in my name.
• UPDATE! Heh.
• Help me lift you up.

ONE TRAIN MAY HIDE ANOTHER

Kenneth Koch

(sign at a railroad crossing in Kenya)

In a poem, one line may hide another line,
As at a crossing, one train may hide another train.
That is, if you are waiting to cross
The tracks, wait to do it for one moment at
Least after the first train is gone. And so when you read
Wait until you have read the next line--
Then it is safe to go on reading.
In a family one sister may conceal another,
So, when you are courting, it's best to have them all in view
Otherwise in coming to find one you may love another.
One father or one brother may hide the man,
If you are a woman, whom you have been waiting to love.
So always standing in front of something the other
As words stand in front of objects, feelings, and ideas.
One wish may hide another. And one person's reputation may hide
The reputation of another. One dog may conceal another
On a lawn, so if you escape the first one you're not necessarily safe;
One lilac may hide another and then a lot of lilacs and on the Appia
     Antica one tomb
May hide a number of other tombs. In love, one reproach may hide another,
One small complaint may hide a great one.
One injustice may hide another--one colonial may hide another,
One blaring red uniform another, and another, a whole column. One bath
     may hide another bath
As when, after bathing, one walks out into the rain.
One idea may hide another: Life is simple
Hide Life is incredibly complex, as in the prose of Gertrude Stein
One sentence hides another and is another as well. And in the laboratory
One invention may hide another invention,
One evening may hide another, one shadow, a nest of shadows.
One dark red, or one blue, or one purple--this is a painting
By someone after Matisse. One waits at the tracks until they pass,
These hidden doubles or, sometimes, likenesses. One identical twin
May hide the other. And there may be even more in there! The obstetrician
Gazes at the Valley of the Var. We used to live there, my wife and I, but
One life hid another life. And now she is gone and I am here.
A vivacious mother hides a gawky daughter. The daughter hides
Her own vivacious daughter in turn. They are in
A railway station and the daughter is holding a bag
Bigger than her mother's bag and successfully hides it.
In offering to pick up the daughter's bag one finds oneself confronted by
     the mother's
And has to carry that one, too. So one hitchhiker
May deliberately hide another and one cup of coffee
Another, too, until one is over-excited. One love may hide another love
     or the same love
As when "I love you" suddenly rings false and one discovers
The better love lingering behind, as when "I'm full of doubts"
Hides "I'm certain about something and it is that"
And one dream may hide another as is well known, always, too. In the
     Garden of Eden
Adam and Eve may hide the real Adam and Eve.
Jerusalem may hide another Jerusalem.
When you come to something, stop to let it pass
So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where,
Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory
Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about,
The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities. Reading 
    A Sentimental Journey look around
When you have finished, for Tristram Shandy, to see
If it is standing there, it should be, stronger
And more profound and theretofore hidden as Santa Maria Maggiore
May be hidden by similar churches inside Rome. One sidewalk
May hide another, as when you're asleep there, and
One song hide another song; a pounding upstairs
Hide the beating of drums. One friend may hide another, you sit at the
     foot of a tree
With one and when you get up to leave there is another
Whom you'd have preferred to talk to all along. One teacher,
One doctor, one ecstasy, one illness, one woman, one man
May hide another. Pause to let the first one pass.
You think, Now it is safe to cross and you are hit by the next one. It 
     can be important
To have waited at least a moment to see what was already there.