Rage at the Machine

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No one to blame
so let’s blame the machine
the machine that drove us to his death
the black Ford Explorer with champagne trim,
like Stephen King’s Christine

or we can blame lack of sleep
we both fell asleep–
not a Viking death
as Lorin had hoped for

death be not proud*

I am not proud

I am deeply depressed

I want to get over it
but I can’t seem to
so I’m trying to get through it
every day

but the days are long
and they don’t make sense

Let’s blame the machine,
the inanimate object,
not the humans who
controlled it
and lost control of it

the lives lost
the heartbreak

blame the machine

 

 

*Death, be not proud (John Donne)

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

 

What About Bob

Gimme gimme gimme
I need, I need . . .

Perhaps this is the best scene from the film What About Bob? starring Bill Murray

Haven’t we all been “gimme gimme” people? At the very least, as infants when we needed our mothers or other guardians to keep us safe, fed, diapered, sheltered.

Haven’t we all been the recipients of the “gimme gimme” ?  Whether at the workplace, with family members, friends or acquaintances. Sometimes we want to help, but other times we don’t or feel we can’t, but nevertheless, we are called to action.

And what of our elected officials? Aren’t they gimme gimme people too?  We elect them, hoping they will gimme back, but that doesn’t necessarily transpire.

And what about now, will our soon-to-be nominees be gimme-ing or taking? We hope the former, but one never knows.

Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.

I want to know what to do. I feel helpless watching the debacle as it unfolds every day on the TV and in the media.

I’m currently reading Stephen King’s 11/22/63 which involves the journey back in time of a regular guy from the year 2011 to 1958. He is spurred on by a friend  to kill Lee Harvey Oswald, thereby saving John F. Kennedy.  I won’t say anymore so as not to spoil for those who might want to read it. Suffice it to say, he has a personal mission to accomplish as well as the grander one.

Anyway, no idea where this is headed, except that we all have a personal mission in life or at least we hope to. Purpose is all.

Sometimes it’s gimme, sometimes it’s take-y, but no one comes out unscathed.