But the bottle caps
and other scraps
will have their day.

Bits of fabric
a life-or-death currency.
And the power suit for
the horse's ass
hemorrhaging casino coins.
They will toss their gold
into streets.

One day a child will
look at daffodils,
see in them something
no one has ever seen
before in the history
of the world, and the God
of history will rejoice.

This one's a good tune. Like the contrasties, like the bridge. Lives past its date.

Always liked this cover by Barenaked Ladies, taking Cockburn's original to a different level.

 

One of the joys of late winter early spring is the incremental expansion of the evening light. It begins to last longer minute by minute with each day or so, until one evening, say, in mid to late February, you say to yourself, "I feel the light gaining, it's longer now, and I was unaware of it constantly gathering, little by little. But here we are." You feel the large universal movements; a slow, steady, yet also rapid, widening release.

And then this daylight savings comes along and ruins all of it. Robs you of all the cherished drip drops of gathering time. Oh, you're wanting more daylight hours are you? Well, we can fix that for you - yes sir!

And just like that, like some stupid fix-it team followed by a brass band and baton twirlers comes running around the corner and uproots the whole damn thing, and then parades away, but not before leaving you with a credit card of ten grand and all you have to do is dial the number and you're good to go.

Whoever you are, (Saruman) you take away the struggle and the slow victory and thus you enslave us.

Stop it with daylight savings. End the five day work week. Make it four. Reduce the work day hours. Make them five or six.

This struck me

"As I watched Apple announce their smart watch recently, a thought crossed my mind: once we made watches with minerals mined from the Earth and treated them like precious heirlooms; now we use even rarer minerals and we'll want to update them yearly." --Tim Maughan, The Dystopian Lake Filled by the World's Tech Lust