Cautious Abandon Chapter 4 – A Beginning


And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget
that history puts a saint in every dream.
Tom Waits

A Beginning

The days passed on quickly
You know how that goes
Gentle fellow travelers through time

They had a chance meeting
After a decade or so
Pleasing, the years had been kind

She was training a new puppy
He walking the same dog
Changes staying the same

Then moved on together
Through transparent years
Feeling that don’t have name

osv ’14


Our Angry Little Poem for Today (3/11/13) is Entitled: We Shall

We Shall
Yet another charming weekmonopoly_man
Provided by our leaders
So good to see our taxes hard at work

Wines and dines our man in charge
Opposition paid by us
Behind his back they laugh and call him jerk

And then this guy talked
Half the dayboenher-head
Against a deadly threat that wasn’t there

And guess what?
Those with the most
Would really like to pay a smaller share

We’re still at war
Some general said
While chatting with a well-connected palPaul-Ryan2

So, once again
Calls overcome
And overcome we shall

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Well dear reader, I’m just too depressed to write a blog today.  For, I have finally begun to work on my taxes.  Typically, I start the task of settling up with THE MAN as late as possible.   So, performing this sadomasochistic ritual now is really pretty early for me.

After going over the various forms, statements and receipts I have found that, once again, I will be sending a check to our friends in Washington.  I was hoping that since I spent most of last year unemployed perhaps they would be satisfied with what they had already taken.  But, financing three wars is mighty expensive and they really need more.

But there is hope – our government has found a way to not tax those who really need the cash.  According to the national news both The Bank of America and General Electric (a couple of our outstanding corporate “people”) will be paying no taxes this year.  Now, that makes taxing unemployment insurance make sense.

My goodness, this IS depressing.  I need to finish with something light, something joyful – perhaps puppies and butterflies. There, that’s better.