Wednesday, April 7, 2021

Even the Prick of the Thistles

  • An email will go out today from the Committee to Restore Hoopla for Our Demoralized Workers in response to a staff survey during plague in which the overwhelming take away is that everyone thought their boss gah before the plague, holyfuck is the fucker GAH! during the plague
  • The Committee has commisioned a *Wow! Look at *This* Worker's Exceptional Processing of Book Orders and Removal of Ordered Books from Delivery Boxes and Getting the Books to the Metadata Librarian* digital bulletin board on the staff wiki because pitting underappreciated workers against each other to see just who IS the least appreciated a time-proven remedy for bad morale in the servants
  • Not only bigs can praise littles, littles can praise littles too, and littles in one department can praise littles in other departments, if this happened in your work universe you can immediately imagine which littles will be keeping score (and which littles will oil bigs)
  • The email announcing the upcoming email to all staff disclosed to those of us with direct reports, we've a schedule set up, each of us one nice thing to say about one of our direct reports minimum per assigned week, BUT THESE ARE TO APPEAR TO BE SPONTANEOUS AND THE SCHEDULE IS TOP SECRET!
  • I shit you not
  • The Kudos Board, as it's christened, not moderated, one must log-in and touch an app on one's phone, but no rules of behavior will be listed in the email, and the three people who would have blown up the board left the library, one of them, an acquaintance told me, in jail for his basement's unlicensed armory
  • Creating a board in which the implicit but unwritten rule demands I say only nice things about others is kindergarden, and so am I
  • If you know of what and where I speak I hope you enjoyed this enough my trust in your discretion certain 
  • The message is: share the kibble or no more kibble for you, reducing your kibble as an exercise in Fuck You! an eternal shitlord wetdream
  • I just started the obvious pantoum, will or won't be here later, abandoning more here now because I love you and also found the Kids in the Hall *Hoopla* sketch, gah, gags

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Amy Gerstler

Gardens are also good places
to sulk. You pass beds of
spiky voodoo lilies   
and trip over the roots   
of a sweet gum tree,   
in search of medieval   
plants whose leaves,   
when they drop off   
turn into birds
if they fall on land,
and colored carp if they   
plop into water.

Suddenly the archetypal   
human desire for peace   
with every other species   
wells up in you. The lion   
and the lamb cuddling up.
The snake and the snail, kissing.
Even the prick of the thistle,   
queen of the weeds, revives   
your secret belief
in perpetual spring,
your faith that for every hurt   
there is a leaf to cure it.


  1. your faith that for every hurt there is a leaf to cure it - amy gerstler

    this morning i took missus charley to a dental procedure - on the way we passed the germantown store for zenleaf

    last week i drove by the montgomery village store of their competitor, curaleaf

    not surprisingly, the corporate logo of each includes a leaf shape

    a little bit surprising to me, however, is that in each case the shape of the leaf is rather different from that of the plant whose products they are dispensing


  2. The lion and the lamb cuddling up. Amy Gerstler

    I'd like to share an old joke about the Isaiah passage about the lion lying down with the lamb (the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls, and tenement halls - and inspire humorous anecdotes). Imagine a time of traveling circuses with sideshows, one of which is titled "The Peaceable Kingdom" - a lion and a lamb in the same cage.

    The local newspaper reporter is interviewing the proprietor, and asks if there is ever any trouble between the two. "No, not really," is the reply. "Every once in a while they have a minor disagreement - but new lambs aren't expensive."

    The impresario's calculating indifference perfectly exemplifies the attitude of the MICFiC [M ilitary I ndustrial Fi nancial C orporate media complex], which is a conspiracy to "milk, shear and slaughter the sheeple, figuratively speaking" - except that the slaughter is literal.

    I'm reminded of Saying 7 of the Gospel of Thomas, "Fortunate is the lion that the human will eat, so that the lion becomes human. And foul [cursed] is the human that the lion will eat, and the lion will become human."

    Although we have the nearly complete text of the Gospel of Thomas only in a Coptic version, it is most likely that it was written originally in koine, New Testament Greek - and that the conversations between Jesus and his disciples which it allegedly reports were conducted in Aramaic.

    Taking the liberty of revising the words, which are already several times removed from whatever Jesus said - which was not written down at the time, but rather became part of an oral tradition collated by more than one author, with differing assumptions, objectives, and audiences, to create the panoply of Gospels circulating in the first centuries of the Christian era, only some of which were declared canonical - to provide a "Living Bible"-like paraphrase which, however true to the original it is, is at least suited to my own limited perception, and solves the problem of interpretation for the reader by removing apparent contradiction, I propose the following:

    Blessed is the lion that the human eats, so that the lion's energy nourishes the human being.

    And cursed is the human consumed by the lion, so that the human's spirit is lowered to the animal's level.