On Bastille Day, 2019 There is more than one way to cage a child. It is tempting sometimes to say that the society we live in today can be straightforwardly deduced from the self-development of the logic of its institutions. That the horrid conditions we witness today are prefigured in the exclusions devised for a … More Bastille Day, July 14 2019
Things do not of necessity or probability work out for the best. Brecht once wrote, “Swimming from the sinking ship, You don’t seek the best island, but the nearest.” A respite from peril. Walter Benjamin said (in a sentence I can be accused of being too fond of recalling) that the reality of resistance to … More “Will you please tell him that I’ve been to paradise and I’m amazed that I survived”
I acted out my life on stages With ten thousand people watching Now we’re alone and I’m singing my song for you I know your image of me is what I hope to be I’ve treated you unkindly but darling can’t you see There’s no one more important to me So darling can’t you … More Remember when we were together
Memorializing Still-Living Children “Innocent victim of a blinded alley” Wasted and wounded, it ain’t what the moon did Got what I paid for now See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow A couple of bucks from you? To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda You’ll go a-waltzing Matilda with me I’m an innocent victim of … More A Wound That Will Never Heal
