Lower Myself Down Alone With You into the Enormous Mouth That Waits, Beyond Youth, Beyond Every Instant of Ecstasy

We've yet to have a freeze, the average daytime temperature has been five to ten or more degrees above normal all Fall, we got our first measurable rain in 37 days last night, we hiked trails in piedmont Maryland both Saturday and Sunday and by November 9th the woods are done toggling to winter. I love winter woods best, people can vouch, but the fuck? Yesterday's trail blaze

Fine metaphors more than abound, they're a freaking plague, as is silence of people deleting themselves out of despair. I cannot not bark, grrrrid (though I skip grrrriding the genocide - with one link exception - to focus on my neighborhood this post). I'm one of three people on the planet whose favorite XTC is late XTC. Andy Partridge is 71 today

I used to think shitlords more directly involved in professional Democrats suckitude but have learned shitlords merely tell them what they can't say and leave the implementation of the suckitude to Democratic pros				It is six days since the election and the Washington Post has STILL not run a Rank the 2028 Democratic Party candidates for POTUS article, more a reflection that the Post doesn't think there WILL be a 2028 or a reflection of just how bankrupt, hollow, and pointless discussing the future of the Democratic Party is, and of course it's both
A reminder: Joe Biden chose Harris yes to fulfill a campaign promise to nominate a black woman but chose this particular black woman BECAUSE she's an arrogant stupid empty vessel who would thwart movements to force Biden to resign in 2022 because no one thought she could win						If you have not had your obamapostasy yet the fuck is wrong with you, he's shittier than both Clintons and Biden combined, I mean.... evil
When the decline of the Democratic Party in the clusterfuckocene is written Citizens United will be cited as the major factor but Clinton triangulated right a decade earlier and Obama had already bailed out Wall Street before Citizens United became law, I said to a colleague who (does not know this blog exists and won't learn about it from me) insisted Democrats' souls are good, it's the law that's bad, that Democrats' intentions are honorable					I did not follow up and point out that reports are out that Harris campaign spent over a half-billion dollars on "consultants' fees," Democrats got fat off Citizens United, they like it just fine
"Obama made Trump president not just once (by bailing out Wall Street in 2009 instead of crushing it & then anointing Hillary Clinton as his successor in 2016) but twice (by pushing everyone out of the 2020 primaries in favor of Biden). Just an incredible achievement"
"I hope Mr. Obama finds his silicon satisfaction. I hope the men of capital whose banks he bailed out during the financial crisis show a little gratitude and build him the biggest, most expensive, most innovative presidential library of them all. But his party is in ruins today, without a leader and without a purpose"
"Incredible. Bob Brady, chairman of the Philadelphia Democratic Party since 1986, says he was completely ignored by the Harris campaign -- unlike any Dem nominee in decades. Says he never once spoke to Kamala. This guy runs the Dem machine in the most critical city in the country!"
"The left had the dominant political ecosystem during the 2000's - the blogosphere or netroots. When Obama took power he deliberately and with malice saw to its destruction. This is because Obama was not a left winger, and hated pressure from the left"
"Events in Amsterdam and their aftermath are important because they present the world with a glimpse at mainstream Israeli discourse, what in the eyes of most Israelis is the bonding agent between various Israeli factions. We are these marauding, beaten fans" IMPORTANT THREAD on Joe's genocide
People who don't get invited to parties, who we won't invite to parties, should get invited to parties more
"Can you imagine how owned the libs would be if Trump kept Lina Kahn?"
"The Democrats already have their Blue Trump. His name is John Fetterman"
☝	"Fetterman might actually have been the future of the Democratic party if he hadn't aggressively and proudly branded himself Genocide John and shown utter contempt for the young progressives who were initially inspired by his candidacy"						☝
"If Democrats want to appeal to Christian family values voters, they must nominate a candidate who has been married three times, slept with a porn star while his wife was pregnant, sexually assaulted 27 women, and was best friends with the world’s most notorious pedophile"
"Flipping just one in every hundred voters would have stopped the likelihood of mass deportations, tax cuts for the wealthy, rollbacks of L.G.B.T.Q. protections and the reversal of climate regulations"
"Why Kamala Harris’s Campaign Was Doomed From the Start"
"Obama's biographer reveals ex-president fears for his legacy after 'tone-deaf preaching' harmed Harris campaign"
"You have a responsibility to avoid accountability!"
Grrrrid, good to get that out of my system, there will be more as needed but the cathartic bleating I needed
Maggie's		{ feuilleton }			Pie-Dish Beetle Pursues Longer Life
The woods are deep winter in early November in Maryland, it's 70 degrees out today

DEDICATION

Franz Wright

It’s true I never write, but I would gladly die with you.

Gladly lower myself down alone with you into the enormous mouth

that waits, beyond youth, beyond every instant of ecstasy, remember:

before battle we would do each other’s makeup, comb each other’s

                   hair out

saying we are unconquerable, we are terrible and splendid—

the mouth waiting, patiently waiting. And I will meet you there

                   again

beyond bleeding thorns, the endless dilation, the fire that alters

                   nothing;

I am there already past snowy clouds, balding moss, dim

swarm of stars even we can step over, it is easier this time, I promise—

I am already waiting in your personal heaven, here is my hand,

I will help you across. I would gladly die with you still,

although I never write  

from this gray institution. See

they are so busy trying to cure me,

I’m condemned—sorry, I have been given the job

of vacuuming the desert forever, well, no more than eight hours

                   a day.

And it’s really just about a thousand miles of cafeteria;

a large one in any event. With its miniature plastic knives,

its tuna salad and Saran-Wrapped genitalia will somebody

                   please

get me out of here, sorry. I am happy to say that

every method, massive pharmaceuticals, art therapy

and edifying films as well as others I would prefer

not to mention—I mean, every single technique

known to the mouth—sorry!—to our most kindly

compassionate science is being employed

to restore me to normal well-being

and cheerful stability. I go on vacuuming

toward a small diamond light burning

off in the distance. Remember

me. Do you

remember me?   

In the night’s windowless darkness

when I am lying cold and numb

and no one’s fiddling with the lock, or

shining flashlights in my eyes,

although I never write, secretly

I long to die with you,

does that count?