Sensitize … July 16th, 2020

SENSITIZE 48

Every morning, Mr. Cring takes a personal moment with his friends.

Today: Good cheer–the only way humans find COMMON solutions SINCE we have common problems.

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Sit Down Comedy … May 15th, 2020

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Sit Down Comedy

1777

In the frigid squall of a Nor’easter, a people of revolution discovered themselves without victory, their Declaration of Independence descending into an anemic squeal.

Hopelessness.

1862

American brothers and sisters embroiled in an un-Civil War, where those who still desired a Union were being butchered weekly on the battlefields, bleeding for a lost cause.

Maddening despair.

1929

As the year draws to a close, a nation which has survived a World War, a pandemic flu and a crime spree brought on by Prohibition, is completely swept away by a nationwide depression, making one and all paupers.

A nonsensical horror.

1940

The British Isles left as the only nation standing between civilization and complete domination by a tyrant from Germany.

Terror from the skies.

2001

The sunshine over New York City, Washington, D.C. and eastern Pennsylvania is suddenly blackened by the religious fanaticism of men who thought they were doing the will of God.

Breathless devastation.

For the human race to have no apparent solution or doorway to possibility is nothing new.

Covid-19 is not a worse adversary than terrorism, Nazis, financial devastation, slavery and domination by a foreign power.

We just need to hear the words again.

Someone needs to speak them, and then we need to say them to one another and continue reciting them until our brains sprout minds of wisdom to guide us to the next step in restoring our dominion on Earth.

Covid is a virus—it has not come to replace us.

We are not its servants.

We are not without insight, history and potential.

The words need to be spoken:

“There is no temptation that is not common to all men. But God shall provide the way of escape.”

Somewhere between our American brethren who want to save their political asses, and the members of our family, who are halted in fear and don’t know what to do is the necessity of hearing a George Washington, an Abraham Lincoln, a Franklin Roosevelt, a Winston Churchill, and yes—Rudy Giuliani.

  • We are not going to walk out of this.
  • We are not going to crawl out of this.
  • We will need to define a realistic plan that leaves room for error and adjustment.

And then, as a people…

We must march out of this.

1 Thing We Need to Stop Saying if We Want Things to Get Better

“There is no one quite like me.”

Yes, there is.

And yes, there are.

Millions and billions of human cousins inhabit a small sphere floating in an enormous cosmos, with the heavens declaring, “Be fruitful and multiply,” not “Be fruitful and specify.”

We have so much in common that we fight.

We are a multiplication desperately attempting to avoid division.

If our beauty is skin deep and our color barely covers a first coat, then what lies inside us is equally internal and eternal.

Beware those who desire to gain by stealing the precious identity and purpose of others.

There is someone like you.

There are many like you.

You are set aside from the animal kingdom to be a part of the human race.

You are worth many sparrows.

But you are not sharing a different neighborhood.

It is contingent on those who understand that there is no temptation that is not common to us all—nor any blessing that should be withheld—to step forward and silence the money-grubbing, selfish sons-of-a-bitches who want to turn us against one another just so for a moment, they can look on their offspring as superior.

This is the one thing we must stop saying. “There is no one quite like me.”

If you are not happy being part of an eight-billion-person party, then please quietly go off by yourself with your own bag of chips to the nearest cave—and feel special.

 

3 Things … February 20th, 2020

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You Can Do to Solve a Problem

1. Admit it is common

 

2. Isolate the part of the situation that is your responsibility and yours alone

 

3. Begin reconstruction right there

PoHymn: A Rustling in the Stagnant … May 9th, 2018

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Listen to the Poet

What Matters

It is important, I am told

Speak clearly, stand, be bold

No time for me to waver a bit

Be strong, firm, support the shit

Find my place in the fold

 

For only traitors ever question

And the silly fools try to mention

The unanswered riddle

Or the power of the middle

Silently endorse the conclusion

 

If blood is red

And God is dead

Women must be weak

Destroy the lowly meek

And honor the common thread

 

So don’t raise your hand to the sky

To inquire who, what, when and why

Lubricate the system’s joints

By memorizing all the talking points

Muffle your inner cry

 

Silence! master of the blabber

I am sick in soul over all your jabber

I need to hear beyond my fear

And dare to peer through my single tear

And discover for myself … what matters

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PoHymn: A Rustling in the Stagnant … November 22nd, 2017

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We Gather

We gather with chatter

To make ourselves fatter

While tastin’ we bastin’

In dreams of a tender bird

Cornbread messing

Oyster dressing

With memories we cry

And celebrate with pie

The punch we are sipping

The gravy made from drippings

Butter up the bread

The table is now spread

Little ones crowd to see

Grandpa has to pee

Who will give the grace

Do it quick with praise

Our cake is angel food

The eggs, a bedeviled brood

The beans are green and onion clad

No one’s favorite scene

But still, all in all, not that bad

‘Taters are creamy

Desserts are dreamy

Coffee is hot

And always a lot

An embarrassing feast

Feeding the humble and least

We gather together

Being thankful for what matters

 

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PoHymn: A Rustling in the Stagnant … November 15th, 2017

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He Forgot

He forgot to say thanks

Accused of misuse

She ignored subtle pranks

Suffered wicked abuse

He slept through the dream

And lost a better chance

She sat on the hay

And missed the next dance

He laughed at the warning

And drowned in defeat

She snoozed through the morning

And gave up her seat

He prayed for the sinner

Rejecting the single one

She mocked the latest winner

And never birthed her son

He shouted in the hallway

And left without learning

She heeded the bitcher’s say

The world just kept turning

He forgot

She ignored

Many were shot

I implored

For wisdom is everywhere

For those who watch

And dare to care

 

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