Gratitude

Walking down by the Mill river a month or two ago, I saw this display of flags. There was a container with instructions to write something about what you are thankful for or wish for on a piece of cloth and add it to the display, but they were out of cloth, so I just read the other ones. It was peaceful and interesting. The flags were put up by some people called The Keepers, and I liked that.

For years I’ve had this fantasy

For years I’ve had this fantasy.
I’d like to say a bunch of nonsensical things
through a megaphone,
maybe downtown.
My dying wish…
get me a megaphone!


-John Bauman

What passes for entertainment?

What passes for entertainment much of the time? Stereotyped, formulaic dogma that aims to keep people sedated in social roles which are too narrow, and support oppressive ends. Or, distracting fantasies that keep us preoccupied so we don’t turn our attention elsewhere, like to the fact that many people are oppressed for the economic gain of others, or that actually, we are not happy with our crappy job or the crappy situation we are in of being massively in debt.

How about doing something creative instead?