The Weight

we don’t own
weapons because if we had
weapons we’d weep. and
we don’t weep. we knit.

Bopping to a New Beat

If the Hustle, the dance with partners, is a sign of things to come, I embrace it. Dancing with a partner is prettier and friendlier than just standing opposite someone thinking your own thoughts, doing your own thing. It is a social grace, nicer than saying hello and it is fun to exchange bons mots while dancing with an old friend or someone you have just met.

Above all there is something joyous about dancing. There is a sense of taking part and a sense of accomplishment as one fits the steps to the music. it is too bad that the name of the new dance is not more romantic, but then I guess the young people would not like it.

-Ginger Rogers, 1975

(courtesy of Time)

Competence, Competition at {Lime Tree}

And a great (epic?) debate ensues.

Free Media

Apparently, upstarts of all stripes shunned by the press corps. FAIR reports how Republican Runner Ron Paul has been ostracized and pilloried by everyone from the Washington Post to Rudy Giuliani for his statement that Sept. 11th might have been payment for US continued presence in Iraq (since 1991). Find info here:
http://www.fair.org/index.php?page=3108

Uribe

With all the furor over Colombian President Uribe, history helps. (In Spanish only, as far as I know)

trans. of Blanca Wiethuchter

I've taken some liberties here. -ed.



Huesos de un día

Oír la noche

es oír las olas

lamer con furia

tus voces

y callar

--
day's bones

Hearing the night
is hearing the waves
lick with fury

their voices
and shut