There was a time when every post on this blog had a Fleabus photo. Here's an article about Maryland Tea Partiers wanting western Maryland to secede from Maryland. I can think of six primary and dozens of secondary snarkassholistic responses (including, wearily, this one) to bump the story, but fuck that. As Mr Abonilox told me last night as we discussed our respective cases of damnlessness, the "new zeitgeist is mental exhaustion resulting in passive acceptance of the fucked-uppedness of everything." And yes, as Jim noted yesterday in comments, "This doesn't feel like the standard aarglebaargle©®. Feels like something's afoot: change?" Here? Yes, no, I don't know. Earthgirl and Planet and me are fine, and these are the hardest weeks of work of the year and they always beat the fuck out of my mood, but here, and by extension the urge to wear colors and waive flags and participate in rituals like the indoctrinated bee I am? Yes, no, I don't know. I know I'm trying to write about it, so far twenty or so rejected first drafts. I tried link-farming last night - it's the links that drive the traffic here, the angrier and clusterfuckier the links the greater the traffic - but that sucked so I decided to write about why greater traffic here means something to me though suddenly, surprisingly, not so much, decided fuck that too, read 150 pages of Coover's Origin of the Brunists which I'm rereading in anticipation of the release of the sequel, best, most focused novel-reading in what seems like years. I put the book down when my eyes insisted, thought about writing about reading well, thought fuck that too. Strange days. More later, or not. Will I write about things tonight? Nope! tonight with Earthgirl and Hamster and Mr Alarum and Richard I'm seeing Pere Ubu, and while I'm not as excited as once I would have been I still have a pulse so at least I know my case of damnlessness isn't thoroughly comprehensive.
All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls
this quiet, persistent rain.
What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
so often? Is it
that never the ease,
even the hardness,
of rain falling
will have for me
something other than this,
something not so insistent—
am I to be locked in this
Love, if you love me,
lie next to me.
Be for me, like rain,
the getting out
of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-
lust of intentional indifference.
with a decent happiness.
the urge to wearing colors and waive flags and participate in rituals like the indoctrinated bee I amReplyDelete
it's wonderful to be alive
to be a bee in this beehive
it's tough as nails - it's smooth as silk
it's milk and honey - without milk
loudon wainwright iii
What, they let those fucking communists into the country after all? Shameful.ReplyDelete
Flags and colors Saturday afternoon for sure. Yes, afternoon. Get over it for 99.
Depends on whether we go to Ohio - there's a 60/40 chance we are - Planet's call. Will know by Thursday.Delete
As a former Marylander, I suspect the rest of the state would not notice if that little finger jutting out into West Virginia was lopped off. Now if the Eastern Shore wanted to secede, that would be a concern.ReplyDelete
You mean, as Billy Don Schaefer called it, that shithouse of the Eastern Shore?Delete
I love western Maryland for the river and the mountains and the drive to Ohio, all of which will be there if called Augusta, which it will never be once behind closed doors the leaders of the secessionist movement are reminded that their relative economic well-being is heavily dependent on the parts of Maryland they hate.
What? Then you would have no Deep Creek Lake, Abonilox. Where is your Dog now?Delete
P.S. On the other hand, West Virginia and West Maryland could have a Civil War. Wouldn't that make for great TV?
Didn't mean to dis western Maryland. I like it too! Just thinking greater DC & Baltimore wouldn't notice. And without eastern shore Maryland wouldn't have any coastline or its very own Ocean City.Delete
Yes yes yes. Just ordered the Coover yesterday. Origin rocked my world like nothing else of his since.ReplyDelete
Maryland related: Get this! http://twilightzone-rideyourpony.blogspot.com/2013/09/she-was-mine-usacanada-garage-45s-vol-20.html
Fourth Comment down—a HUGH Tommy Keene sampler. Music that will lift your mood—if you let it. I didn't b/c I have all this stuff anyway. I mean if Robert Pollard allows himself to be half the Keene Bros., Tommy's got to be something, no?