The Insufficiently Cheerful Shall Be Punished
Over at the Soul of America is a link to the Tomclarkblog, which had many photos (as it tends to) showing aspects of this world, and (if you've been good) a poem.
Because I'm a Dog with the digital equivalent of crayons, I get to play with these pictures because Photoshop Ist Meine Besser Freund, and because I can. Don't like? Tell it to the Grand Theft Auto Deer.
And there are also a few other things I've found and brought back from the Intertubes for you. Enjoy.
Herr Trumpo's appearance at a Based Ball game causes certain reactions from those in the immediate vicinity. (Original photo: Rick Scuteri / USA Today / Reuters)
Die Polizei are people, too, also, and workers . And a trip to the bathroom after being strapped into Tac gear isn't a picnic. And those Balaclava masks itch. (Original photo: Christian Hartmann / Reuters)
You will need to read Japanese, and upside down, to wrest the full Yucks from this picture.
I meant to end with this image, which Mr Clark used to end his own post. He had opened it with photos of the partially sand-buried bodies of migrants from the Middle East, washed ashore on a beach near Tripoli, Libya -- this is a photo of a person in a small boat, rowing on Inva Lake near Yangon, Myanmar (Burma) in late February.
It's a reminder: even with all the most terrible things imaginable happening in the world, the Earth abides. We may be on our way out as a species; it may not abide for us. But scenes like this are part of the world we inhabit, now, and will continue, misty and calm, whether we're there to witness them or not.
Over at the Soul of America is a link to the Tomclarkblog, which had many photos (as it tends to) showing aspects of this world, and (if you've been good) a poem.
Because I'm a Dog with the digital equivalent of crayons, I get to play with these pictures because Photoshop Ist Meine Besser Freund, and because I can. Don't like? Tell it to the Grand Theft Auto Deer.
And there are also a few other things I've found and brought back from the Intertubes for you. Enjoy.
Once upon a Tyme, when the world allowed their love.
"That's 'Yes, Mistress', slave !!" (Mr Fish)
Letting Pandas hang out with stuffed, fake bears presents certain existential issues.
(Original photo: Joshua Paul / AP)
Grand Theft Auto Deer vs. Gangbangers.
The 'Bangers don't stand a chance: Deer gonna Fuck You Up (NYT Online)
The 'Bangers don't stand a chance: Deer gonna Fuck You Up (NYT Online)
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(Photo: Gemunu Amarasinghe / AP)
I meant to end with this image, which Mr Clark used to end his own post. He had opened it with photos of the partially sand-buried bodies of migrants from the Middle East, washed ashore on a beach near Tripoli, Libya -- this is a photo of a person in a small boat, rowing on Inva Lake near Yangon, Myanmar (Burma) in late February.
It's a reminder: even with all the most terrible things imaginable happening in the world, the Earth abides. We may be on our way out as a species; it may not abide for us. But scenes like this are part of the world we inhabit, now, and will continue, misty and calm, whether we're there to witness them or not.
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speaking of smiles
ReplyDeletehttp://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2016/mar/25/bernie-sanders-rally-bird-portland-oregon-portlandia
and also
"The Road to Utopia" by Utopia
I blink my eyes and then it happens again
I lose my way but I discover a friend
It's a typical day on the road to utopia
I walk along until my feet are sore
I rest a minute then I walk some more
There's no time to delay on the road to utopia
And my destination is the unknown
But I'm never far away from my home
It shines like laser light
It's in my dreams at night
'cause I've been all my life
On the road to utopia
I will be there to share your tragedy
I know that you would do the same for me
It's no trouble at all on the road to utopia
When day is over and I'm trying to sleep
It comes so easy 'cause I'm not counting sheep
I am counting the smiles on the road to utopia
And I may lose my way again and again
But I'll cross that borderline in the end
Trouble trouble trouble whirling all about
But if we stick together we can stick it out
Will we ever find the loves we lost again
Does this crazy journey ever have an end
And will I find what I'm after
Do I know what I'm after
Guess I'll join in the laughter
On the road to utopia
Songwriters: RUNDGREN, TODD / POWELL, ROGER / SULTON, KASIM / WILCOX, JOHN
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UXM02I4FLmA