• no occasion for glib •

Yes, the situation with North Korea is very worrying, with the direst of consequences to all of mankind a seemingly very real possibility, and it seems we are on a collision course with history, but it also seems that this kind of thing is inevitable because of a flaw in our (collective) thinking, and I don’t know if there is anything we can do about it. Trump (et al.) aren’t the cause, he’s (they’re) the result. As long as we allow (and encourage, and teach to our children) (that) irrational beliefs should be the basis for nearly every aspect of our decision making, on a daily basis, at every tier of society, and at every personal level, then wild, uncontrollable, narcissistic, psychopathic personalities will always ‘float to the top of the political food chain’, and (now, with nuclear proliferation) we shall ever be upon the precipice of worldwide destruction. (Bummer.) We are upon a ‘cusp of choosing’, and I don’t know how it is going to turn out, but I am convinced that these circumstances we are facing today (and/or those to follow) are either gong to eventually destroy our species, or bring about a new and better way of rational thinking, in our everyday lives, a new and more efficient (and egalitarian) paradigm, which rightly moves away from a daily ritualistic investment in ancient, brutal Bronze Age mythologies, and adopts a more rational, rubbish-discarding, forward-looking, problem-solving view, with the good of all mankind, and with a view to being benefactors of life on Earth in general and to becoming caring and conscientious custodians of the planet. (Good luck with that.) In any case, should we fail, Life will go on, without us. I remain hopeful, not for humanity, as such, but for the planet. I doubt very seriously that it would have cause to miss us. Not that I don’t love us, because I do. I rally, rally do.
~ Tim Burchfield


• sick •

Just the other day,
I wrote, as a joke,
‘Dare to dream, bigly.’
(With a depiction of Trump in the ‘slammer’, on ‘social media’.)
And someone wrote,
‘Sick!’ in the comments.
Maybe, I am, but I don’t think so.
In fact, I think I’d have to be, ‘sick’,
to ‘support’ this Bozo.
~ Tim Burchfield


• re: the d •

Seldom have I seen, in a man
(especially, in one who aspires
to the highest office in the land),
such a blatant disregard
for the feelings of women
and unconscionable, universal
cultural insensitivity,
or, as my ‘kid sister’ used to say,
in her inimitable way:
“What a weenie!”
~ Tim Burchfield

• nature’s balancing act •

It occurs to me, that for our ancient ancestors, that as to deciding whether (and, best, how) to walk, ‘upright’, there came a day, when there was a ‘split decision’, in the community, and, hence, the first, ‘splinter group’, was formed. Some, seeing the example of the meerkat, thought it best to lift the head above the tall grass, so as to best see the lion’s approach (as well as the gazelle, so as best to catch and eat one), and for most, I suspect, the wisdom of the ‘heads up’, approach, must have seemed obvious. But then, for every conformist, there’s the ‘oddball’, who can’t quite feel all is well with the world, unless things are turned upside down. So, naturally, (or, unnaturally, if you will) came, ‘the hand-walkers’, on that fateful day. Yes, everywhere they went, from then on, on their hands, if they must be, ‘upright’, so as not to be like the others, “Those, ‘uptight, squares’,” they meandered, with heads down, and legs flailing.
Of course, things became a bit awkward, for the, ‘heads-up’, crew, as all they could ever see of the ‘hand-walkers’, above the tall grass, was genitalia. Not great for conversation, you might say. And, of course, that ‘hand-walking’ has certain disadvantages on the African savanna, (as you “can’t see past your own elbows,” as the saying went), was indisputable. Needless to say, the saying soon went out of fashion, as the hand-walkers soon became meals for the indigenous cats, and so forth. ((Sheesh, some people, from their uninformed opinions, no matter how you reason with them, or how you inundate them with information (that pesky divider), they simply cannot be swayed. Or, as dear Mr. Vonnegut used to say, “So it goes.”))
So much for that, you might think, and then, there are the ‘throwbacks’. Yes, from time to time, they do still crop up, those who wish to lead with their dicks.
I shouldn’t worry, though. There’s always a need to, ‘trim the herd’, and the good news is, given enough leeway, they almost always do it to themselves. Call it, ‘Nature’s balancing act’.
~ Tim Burchfield