Sunday, June 21, 2009


Wasn't that, like- Robinhood's Old Man???

I meant to start this post off lightly, with this bit about our President's regard for Fatherhood:

President Obama at an event on Friday intended to start a national conversation on fatherhood.
In his memoir, “Dreams From My Father,” Mr. Obama describes his father, who died when Mr. Obama was 21, as “a myth to me, both more and less than a man.”

Obama told teenagers and community leaders in the East Room of the White House, beginning what he called a “national conversation on responsible fatherhood

student Larry Holmes from St. Albans School, asked Mr. Obama: “Traveling from state to state, country to country, being the president, which one is funner? Being a father or being a president?”

“There’s nothing more fun than being a father,” Mr. Obama said, then quipped, “Now, my kids aren’t teenagers yet, so I don’t know whether that will maintain itself.”

but the day grew dark, and my momentum slipped; my gray beard grew wet with the same old tears that dripped

A young sixteen year old woman died in the streets of Iran yesterday, shot in Tehran 19:05 June 20th on Karekar Avenue, at the corner crossing Khosravi Street and Salehi Street amidst protestors against the regime; her Father reportedly holding a simple sign saying " Freedom"
Her name was ندا (#Neda), which means voice or call in Farsi-now, voice of the people, a call to freedom.

I'm here to tell you my sister died while in her father's hands I'm here to tell you my sister had big dreams... I'm here to tell you my sister who died was a decent person... and like me yearned for a day when her hair would be swept by the wind... and like me read "Forough" [Forough Farrokhzad]... and longed to live free and equal... and she longed to hold her head up and announce, "I'm Iranian"... and she longed to one day fall in love to a man with a shaggy hair... and she longed for a daughter to braid her hair and sing lullaby by her crib... my sister died from not having life... my sister died as injustice has no end... my sister died since she loved life too much... and my sister died since she lovingly cared for people... my loving sister, I wish you had closed your eyes when your time had come... the very end of your last glance burns my soul.... sister have a short sleep. your last dream be sweet.

"A reader who couldn't quite make out what her father was saying in the video understood after learning that her name is Neda. He sent in the transcript: "Neda, don't be afraid. Neda, don't be afraid. (There is yelling and screaming.) Neda, stay with me. Neda stay with me!"

Children of the New World - daevid allen

Tell me what's it all about
What is this funny old world that
We can't do without
Tell me why we argue like we do.
We rob & rape & kill & still don't understand
We only rob ourselves
& then we wonder why we suffer like we do
soon we'll remember
& understand
cos we made love all the night time
turned out to be the right time

now there's children everywhere

Tell me where you're really from
What is this funny old world the human race has won
Tell me why to die fills us with fear
Its not the first its not the last time we'll be born
Our turn will come again
Pick up put down those clothes of human flesh we wear
Slowly we're learning
To understand
Soon they'll begin
& reorganising

As the old world fades away
Lets start today

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Iran, midsummer's eve

I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you, as 'twere any nightingale.
-William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream, 1. 2

hear the roar
and the twitter

Masters, spread yourselves.
-A Midsummer Night's Dream, 1. 2

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Tales of the Perilous Lands

Captain Bing

Captain Bing was a Pirate King,
And sailed the broad seas o`er;
On many a lark he sailed his bark
Where none had sailed before,
And filled his hold so full of gold
That it would hold no more.

The sea was smooth, and so, forsooth,
They took a bit of leisure,
And all the crew good men and true
A hornpipe dance for pleasure
And had their fling, while Captain Bing
Kept watch above the treasure.

The wind it blew, and all the crew
Were sorry that it blew so;
If they were wrecked they might expect
To share the fate of Crusoe,
And ride the spars like jolly tars--
All shipwrecked men must do so.

The gale it roared, and all on board
Began to say their prayers,
And Captain Bing commenced to sing,
To drown his many cares
But when he found that he had drowned,
It took him unawares.

- Lyman Frank Baum: Father Goose, His Book, 1900


DAINTY Baby Austin!
Your Daddy's gone to Boston

To see the King

Of Oo-Rinktum-Jing
And the whale he rode acrost on!

Boston Town's a city:
But it's such a pity!

They'll greet the King

Of Oo-Rinktum-Jing
With never a nursery ditty!

But me and you and Mother
Can stay with Baby-brother,

And sing of the King

Of Oo-Rinktum-Jing
And laugh at one another!

So what cares Baby Austin
If Daddy has gone to Boston

To see the King

Of Oo-Rinktum-Jing
And the whale he rode acrost on?

-James Whitcomb Riley, 1894

The Holly Tree

Highty, tighty, paradighty clothed in green,
The king could not read it, no more could the queen;
They sent for a wise man out of the East,
Who said it had horns, but was not a beast!

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

where the roses glow

Yes Truth may be, but 'tis not Here; mankind must seek and find it There,
But Where nor I nor you can tell, nor aught earth-mother ever bare.
Enough to think that Truth can be: come sit we where the roses glow,
Indeed he knows not how to know who knows not also how to 'unknow.'
- Sir Richard Francis Burton:
The Kasîdah of Hâjî Abdû El-Yezdî (1870)

Thing # 19

Drupal & Content management systems. This is what that is. At the public library that currently has me in its diabolical clutches, that is.

"A Content Management System makes this possible by providing a number of capabilities that the traditionally managed web sites cannot deliver. Some of these enhancements, such as rapid authoring and streamlined approval, have already been mentioned. Others include:- "Why, why, why are you telling me these things, John?"

Like, I'm just doing my job, man....