We Feel It Unnecessary to Defend Our Position, for We Have Always Thought of Ourselves (and Rightly, I Venture) as a Haven for Those Seeking a Quiet and Solitary Contemplation

Above From 2011, Occupy Wall Street, fart the good that it did, I remember almost being trampled by DC igspays on horses on K St near McPherson Square when SashaVee and me went down to block the eviction of DC's Occupy campsite, laugh, still bleggalgazing week now in the blog days of summer running long. Angry links below, Momcat now greeting us when we pull up in our cars just like her son did for years don't worry, I have not squeezed red blue and yellow on pallette yet, I don't know how to not be futilely impotently angry here, woke up with Dead Moon in my head

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GUILT IS BESIDE THE POINT!
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MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS
No Child Left Untraumatized
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For teachers who couldn't take it an longer
"Indeed, one wonders if perhaps Putin could settle this whole conflict by staging a few mass beheadings and dismembering a Washington Post reporter with a bone saw to get on America’s good side."
MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATS
None so blind as those who will not see
Capitalism as panopticon
How shitlords fucked up little league baseball
Avedon Carol's occasional links
Went to bed last night with Let's Active in my head

DEAR ANGRY MOB

Joshua Beckman

Dear Angry Mob,

Oak Wood Trail is closed to you. We

feel it unnecessary to defend our position,

for we have always thought of ourselves

(and rightly, I venture) as a haven for

those seeking a quiet and solitary

contemplation. We are truly sorry

for the inconvenience.

Signed,

                                 Ranger Lil

PS            Ofttimes as the day ends

                      on a wet bed of yellow leaves

                            or the sky densens gray and dark

                 I am brought to imagine

                      the growing disquiet

                             in the hearts of my countrymen