Little Fiori,
With all the glowing words which the New York Times writer presents to the world, none can take away the impression that Nicholas Kristof is himself a demagogue. He is among the mindset that desires to rescue us from some evil by creating another evil in the minds of the gullible and the uneducated. It is through people like him that politicians appear to stink in your mind. It is through people like him who use politics to divide and conquer, but the truth is only to divide, never the latter. Kristof manipulates and promotes another kind of intolerance in the minds of the many who share his paranoid and irrational fears.
Dom Giovanni
August 24, 2010
August 20, 2010
MoveOn.org, Who is Reading MoveOn.org?
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Like mangy canines with their drooling fangs bared at the slightest jest or provocation, tearing away at the flesh of the inhabitants of the land whom they have been taught to attack, isn't it the protection of the lambs from the beasts that I mean?
Certainly the most conceited people with whom you have ever encountered are those who boast the most about their political activism, you don't say?
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It is not liberalism that is the problem just as it is not conservatives who are a problem, not anymore than independents or libertarians (or equivalents of all) who are a problem worldwide today, isn't it the hard heart of humanity? To paraphrase Shaw, 100% human and 99% idiots.
Who belongs to the Professional Left?
Does anyone really respect the few, vain, vicious, spotted reptiles writing for the Huffing Post?
Who has really betrayed the WTC Mosque controversy?
Who said Media Matters?
What would you do for the price of a sheepskin?
While reading Daily Kus, do you get the feeling that the Dog returns to its vomit?
Is it fair to call political activist Erica Payne a
street hustler with a chip on her shoulder?
You don't believe that ambitious, sordid, and vindictive political activism isn't street hustling, really?
Great people frequent the Internet, but I find it hard to understand why dogs do. Are they literate?
Like mangy canines with their drooling fangs bared at the slightest jest or provocation, tearing away at the flesh of the inhabitants of the land whom they have been taught to attack, isn't it the protection of the lambs from the beasts that I mean?
Certainly the most conceited people with whom you have ever encountered are those who boast the most about their political activism, you don't say?
Have you not a conscience that you would make a wreck of your life protecting those who malign the innocent? You are a law abiding citizen? Why do you then puff like an exhausted volcano?
August 1, 2010
Democracy by Carol Ann Duffy Letters of Giovanni
Carlo,
I have just read Carol Ann Duffy's poem Democracy that was published in the Guardian on May 18. What do I think of it? I think it gives the impression of a poet hard at search for an idea.
Sometimes, as poets, when we are overworked, our words have a tendency to meander down through our fingers and the pencil fails to capture even a straggling thought. It's a heavy burden on writers to discover that nothing of triumph is coming forth.
I believe Ms. Duffy was quoted as saying that she was "not interested, as a poet, in words like 'plash'-Seamus Heaney words, interesting words. I like to use simple words, but in a complicated way." Well, there is no sand in this oyster and you can bet there will be no pearl either. Democracy simply lacks passion.
My artistic sensibilities tell me to look at this poem objectively, to get out of it and see what I can find, but in Democracy there is no "out" there. A few people of extreme smartness, profound intellectuals,
Just as some people are never really charming til they die, a dead word is never charming at all, and nothing short of a miracle can make that Lazarus rise from the grave again. The most serious advice, Carlo, that I can give a poet is not to begin taking shortcuts with the imagination. We poets, too, can have bad days. I think we should allow Ms. Duffy that consolation. The question is, what's the Guardian's excuse?
I have just read Carol Ann Duffy's poem Democracy that was published in the Guardian on May 18. What do I think of it? I think it gives the impression of a poet hard at search for an idea.
Sometimes, as poets, when we are overworked, our words have a tendency to meander down through our fingers and the pencil fails to capture even a straggling thought. It's a heavy burden on writers to discover that nothing of triumph is coming forth.
I believe Ms. Duffy was quoted as saying that she was "not interested, as a poet, in words like 'plash'-Seamus Heaney words, interesting words. I like to use simple words, but in a complicated way." Well, there is no sand in this oyster and you can bet there will be no pearl either. Democracy simply lacks passion.
My artistic sensibilities tell me to look at this poem objectively, to get out of it and see what I can find, but in Democracy there is no "out" there. A few people of extreme smartness, profound intellectuals,
Just as some people are never really charming til they die, a dead word is never charming at all, and nothing short of a miracle can make that Lazarus rise from the grave again. The most serious advice, Carlo, that I can give a poet is not to begin taking shortcuts with the imagination. We poets, too, can have bad days. I think we should allow Ms. Duffy that consolation. The question is, what's the Guardian's excuse?
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