Thursday, June 30, 2005

In the light of yesterday's Chinook crash in Afghanistan

while going through my Army duffel bag, I found a clipping of Charles Krauthammer's essay, "Has as Quaida been weakened, or is it just biding its time?"

More later. Soon I go to the warehouse job.

[1 July 2005] Oh boy, what a report on NPR. People are not supporting this war. People are not emotionally or intellectually involved. Some are, sure, but not to the levels we had in WWII or even the Viet Nam war.

the results of the test are in

The Gentleman
Deliberate Gentle Love Master (DGLMm)

Steady & mature. You are The Gentleman.

For anyone looking for an even-keeled, considerate lover, you're their man. You're sophisticated. You know what you want both in a relationship and outside of it. You have a substantial romantic side, and you're experienced enough sexually to handle yourself in that arena, too. Your future relationships will be long-lasting; you're classic "marrying material," a prize in the eyes of many.

It's possible that behind it all, you're a bit of a male slut. Your best friends know that in relationships you're fundamentally sex-driven. You're a safe, reliable guy, who does get laid. In a lot of ways, you're like a well-worn, comfortable pair of socks. Did you ever jack off into one of those? All the time.

Your exact opposite:
The Last Man on Earth

Random Brutal Sex Dreamer
Your ideal mate is NOT a nut-job. She is giving and loving, like you, but also experienced. Avoid the The Battleaxe at all fucking costs.

CONSIDER: The Maid of Honor, someone just like you.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Corpse in street in Iraqi city, courtesy internet posting

Midweek review, Odin's day evening 29 June 2005

_____[This entry begun 19:50] Well, what a weekend have we left behind, and what a week this has been! Friday, we learned that while Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld declared that we, meaning the U.S. military-industrial and transnational alliance, will not win the war in Iraq, but rather it will be the legitimate Iraqi government winning it with our help, elsewhere General John Abizaid admitted that there were more insurgents by the Army's estimate (or was it the joint military services estimate, and is there such a thing?) than ever, since the start of fighting in March 2003.

Last night, we listened to our Commander in Chief, and President of the United States, George W. Bush, tell us how we should and we would tough this war out together, as one nation, to defeat terrorism once and for all. [As with the above announcements, I paraphrase, until I have time to check with other written material. Give me a break, I'm bushed, exhausted by both a ten hour shift today and teaching last night, and with my sleep apnea, for which the most modern prescription medicine available through the VA is of no avail.

Meanwhile, my dueling with the racial supremacists, most of them apparently white supremacists, has come to either a standstill or been raised to a new level of tension, depending on how you see the situation, given the evidence on "Wake Up, White America!" under the Race Relations set of dialogue threads under the Social Issues and Community chapter in the Bulletin Boards. Some one of them, as I expected, found some of my posts elsewhere, which sought background info in these folks. What can these people expect, these characters who want to hide under the cloak of anonymity while casting the most outrageous and specious arguments, patently false yet spun with the highest degree of sophistry? Do they honestly believe that their statements are NOT being analyzed by various agencies of the government and even paragovernmental organizations such as the Anti-Defamation League or Jewish Defense League? They are either very stupid, or playing the role in an effort to put one off one's guard. Openness is not an option for these extremists.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Late late night, from Sunday into Monday

____Maybe I should have title this, "postings of an drunk Irish Judaeo-Muslim Mexican-American."
____Oh boy, the young men and womyn who post on "Wake Up, White America!" would have a hey day with that one. Whatever. I'm on my fifth half pint of beer. I doubt I'll get to three pints. Yes, I'm an alcoholic. Glad to be here. (I silently raise my glass in tribute to the moon goddess, for which Monday is named. How would you use the word eponymous here?)
____So I enjoyed a whole day out with the lad, on a trip to "The City." We drove the two hour trip so's we could attend the Meeting for Worship of the Society of Friends who meet in this coastal area. The weather was pleasant, the vehicle was in good shape, and I'd actually had a good night's rest, and didn't have any pressing issues on my mind as we set out on the highway toward the coast from our little hope among the swamnps.
____So's we get to the Meeting place, and find the doors barred. Someone had forgot to leave them open, or the Methodists, whose building it is, since we're renting from them, are up to a tactic to get us to come sit with them. I wouldn't put it past some of them. But that's O.K. The stranger who'd come from Philadelphia, a "genuine article Quaker" to the rest of us wanna bees, my son and I stepped gingerly into the back of the church space as the children were putting on their skits, songs, and readings for the adults sitting in the pews.
____We ended up walking silently but steadfastly toward the door to the right of the tabernacle after the preaching by a man who recounted what his own summer Bible camp had done for him as a youth. I had missed that, since I suddenly remembered I'd left the newspaper's camera in the cab of the pickup truck, and this in downtown Savannah. Anyhow, we three got to the Meeting in time for the last 15 minutes of worship and sharing.
____It was so good to meet and share in fellowship in Christ with the others at the Meeting. Thank God.


Saturday, June 25, 2005

An examination of concepts: truth, visibility, and honesty

Truth, visibility, honesty At the request of a young lady who says she's from Austin, we are making these the words for Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.

truth noun
1. the quality of being true, genuine, actual, or factual the truth of his statement was attested;
2. something that is true as opposed to false you did not tell me the truth;
3. a proven or verified principle or statement; fact the truths of astronomy;
4. (usually plural) a system of concepts purporting to represent some aspect of the world the truths of ancient religions;
5. fidelity to a required standard or law
6. faithful reproduction or portrayal the truth of a portrait;
7. an obvious fact; truism; platitude
8. honesty, reliability, or veracity the truth of her nature;
9. accuracy, as in the setting, adjustment, or position of something, such as a mechanical instrument
10. the state or quality of being faithful; allegiance Related adjectives: veritable veracious
History: Old English triewth; related to Old High German gitriuwida fidelity, Old Norse tryggr true
truthless adjective

Tomorrow we will focus more on visibility:

visibility noun
1. the condition or fact of being visible
2. clarity of vision or relative possibility of seeing
3. the range of vision visibility is 500 yards;

From Collins Publishing.

Once again, an autobiographical anecdote

Some of my friends, including my wife, call me jean-pierre, a name I took in my Memphis days. I had tried to be a writer, and met with little success thus far. I did get some recognition as a poet, artist, anarchist, and Progressive organizer in Midtown Memphis during the late 1980's and early 1990's.
I was homeless for about a dozen years, beginning with an eviction from a fraternity house after a fly by night insurance company bilked me out of three months of earnings. Eventually I ended up at a vegetarian coffee house, The Babylon Cafe', owned and managed by Mimi Hohenburg. She was following the Diamond Path of Buddhism. Some of her friends and co-religionists gathered at the coffee house, which was in an old servants' quarters behind a grocery store, and a stone's throw from where lived Joe Walsh' of the rock group, the Eagles.
I took some of my dishwasher savings,bought a train pass, travelled to Illinois to visit my parents and brother, then to New York City, then Boston, then by bus to Waterville, Maine, where I visited a writer friend from Oxford, Mississippi. She and her friends gave me a lift to Hwy. 1 on the way to Bar Harbor. I hitch-hiked to Cherryfield to get work raking blueberries. First, I met Raker X, Elaine, who led me to Solar Energy Awareness and Demonstrations Seminars, called S.E.A.D.S., or that hippy commune, maybe, by some of the less accepting locals. At SEADS, I became acquainted with some ecological and political activists and outsiders. The leader was a Navy vet named Charlie, whose partner John had left some time earlier. I think he had died.
At a clinic for migrant workers nearby, I met a wonderful young woman doctor whom I'll call Hoosier Zoe. She and I fell in love at first sight. We became pen pals after I returned to Memphis. After several months I returned from Memphis to live with her at her cottage near Augusta, Maine. Later, we moved to a town on the tundra in Alaska, some 500 miles from Anchorage, and not connected by any roads to Anchorage or the Outside. There, I learned Yup'ik Eskimo, became a volunteer radio announcer, volunteer EMT, and continued to develop my art, writing, contributing to zines, the local newspaper, and supplementing our income at the local Quickie Mart.

Sad to say, we broke up after three years. Broken hearted but determined to get over this loss, and also determined not to go back to washing dishes or being homeless, I joined the National Guard, and within a year joined the Army, was sent to Fort Campbell where I was given Air Assault training, and began a new chapter in my life, as a clerk with the 101st Airborne Division.

During this time I married, settled with my wife in a township among the Amish, took up exploring rivers by canoe, and caves by flashlight. I re-enlisted as a combat engineer, and was sent to Fort Stewart and the Third Infantry Division.

Today we reside, my wife Wilma, my daughter Annie Franck, and my son Altgeld, in a small town at a crossroads where trucks play their way to Florida and back north or west, mostly. I still try my hand at writing, teach English to immigrant adults, or substitute as a public school teacher. Am trying to teach my children Spanish, Irish, mathematics, and science.

My blogs are, I also am a regular contributer to bulletin boards at Yahoo Current Events, Literature, and the Savannah Morning News bulletin boards, as hajgora7 or teacher-artist.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Word of the Day: sham

The American Heritage Dictionary reveals the meaning of sham:
1. Something false or empty that is purported to be genuine; a spurious imitation.
2. The quality of deceitfulness; empty pretense.
3. One who assumes a false character; an impostor: "He a man! Hell! He was a hollow sham!" Joseph Conrad.
4. A decorative cover made to simulate an article of household linen and used over or in place of it: a pillow sham.
Not genuine; fake: sham diamonds; sham modesty.
v. shammed, sham·ming, shams
To put on the false appearance of; feign: "shamming insanity to get his tormentors to leave him alone" John Wain.
To assume a false appearance or character; dissemble.
[Perhaps dialectal variant of shame.]
shammer n.

The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition copyright ©2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company.
Updated in 2003. Published by Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.

Kosovars Spy Salvation in Mineral Wealth

Experts. reports speak of vast, untapped resources, but questions over
their exploitation remain.

By Arbana Xharra in Pristina (BCR No 557, 25-May-05)

The sale in Kosovo of one of its biggest mineral mines has raised hopes
the more effective exploitation of what experts say is a great
source of wealth.

The Ferronickel mines and plant in Drenas/Glogovac, 30 kilometres west
Pristina, went under the hammer last week.

The sale was organised by the much-criticised Kosovo Trust Agency, KTA,
which the UN has charged with selling off Kosovo's socially-owned

That this region is mineral rich is beyond doubt. A recent joint survey
Kosovo's Directorate for Mines and Minerals and the World Bank put a
billion euro price tag on its resources of raw materials.

The survey warned that the mines needed huge investment, to the tune of
about 1.8 billion euro, which might generate 35,000 new jobs.

Rainer Hengstmann, director of the Independent Commission for Mines and
Minerals, ICCM, is especially interested in Kosovo' reserves of
used primarily for generating electricity and heating.

"Kosovo's lignite wealth is strategically important, as it is one of
biggest reserves of high quality lignite in Europe," he said.

Agron Dida, deputy minister for Energy and Mines, said, "In 2004,
power plants used only around 5.7 million tonnes of lignite - and there
an estimated ten billion tonnes [underground]," he said. "We should be
set for the next few centuries."

Although Kosovo is apparently well endowed with valuable raw materials,
there is little to show for it. The territory suffers from routine
electricity shortages, for example, and Agim Shahini, president of the
Kosovar Business Alliance, says the power cuts put off many foreign
investors, "The unstable electricity supply is the main disincentive to
investors because factories cannot work on generators."

Even the factories that should be processing Kosovo's underground
lie unused and empty.

Ferronickel is one of them. Murat Mehaj, a geodesy expert who has
there since 1984, says at the peak of operations in 1989 the company
employed around 2,000 workers, producing 7,800 metric tonnes of nickel

Matters had deteriorated by 1991, when production slumped to only 300
tonnes per year. As Slobodan Milosevic tightened his grip on Kosovo,
plant crumbled, laying off 1,800 workers.

The infrastructure suffered in 1999, when Serb police were stationed in
buildings, which were hit by NATO bombs.

A sign of growing international interest in Kosovo's raw materials was
World Bank's decision on April 21 to give 2.5 million US dollars
revitalising Kosovo's energy and mining sector.

At a press conference on March 17 in Pristina, Hengstman said two of
world's largest mining exploration and extraction companies were racing
exploit these underground riches, though he did not reveal their names.

But the question of Kosovo's final status continues to block the
exploitation of its natural resources. In the current legal vacuum,
officials say Belgrade has a right to veto any proposed deals.

Ivan Ahel, a Serb expert on Kosovo ores and technical director of
Belgrade's Zirovski Vrh uranium mine, said, "Under UN resolution 1244,
Kosovo is a part of Serbia and until that status changes, Serbia has a
right to be involved.

"As for who should manage that wealth, that requires a political
between the Serbian and Kosovo governments."

Ahel downplayed reports of the wealth lying underneath Kosovo's
saying the quantities were large but the quality low.

"We have to make it clear to some Serb and Kosovo politicians that the
commercial interest is not as high as it might appear," he concluded.

Hengstman disputes Serbia's claim on Kosovo's natural resources. "The
natural wealth of Kosovo belongs to the people of Kosovo," he said,
cautioning that he could not deal with such complaints. "That's for the
politicians to deal with."

While Kosovo's status question is unresolved, Haki Shatri, Kosovo's
minister, says grants like the recent award from the World Bank will

"Kosovo needs such donations because our unresolved status means we
get loans from international monetary institutions," he said

Not all local Albanians share in the talk of a rosy future for Kosovo
on valuable raw materials. Some point out that a great deal of money
been invested already in mining projects - without obvious results.

Around one billion euro has so far flowed from the World Bank and
Agency for Reconstruction, EAR, into Kosovo's mining and power
Yet the protectorate cannot even secure a decent power supply to homes

"It is amazing to hear that there is this great wealth of minerals
underground that could help improve our electricity supply," one local
businessman told IWPR. "I have had to invest thousands of euro to buy
powerful generators."

Arbana Xharra is an economics reporter on Koha Ditore.

Support political asylum for the McAllister family

Irish Northern Aid Action Network

Support political asylum for the McAllister family

It is down to the wire for the McAllister family. A Court of Appeals
judgment on their asylum request is expected any day. Meanwhile,
Congressional representatives are working to persuade Michael Chertoff,
Secretary of Homeland Security, to intervene in this case and grant the family

One year ago, Malachy’s wife, Bernadette McAllister lost her battle
with cancer just six weeks after diagnosis on her 46th birthday. With
Bernadette's death, Malachy now has to raise his children without their
mother and continue to fight the U.S. government to stop the deportation
of his family to Northern Ireland where their lives would be in

The McAllister's request for political asylum has been denied, and they
have appealed this decision to the U.S. Third Circuit Court of Appeals.
Should their appeal fail, they are in danger of being deported to
Northern Ireland.

Your help is critically needed at this juncture. Please contact your
Congressmembers and Senators and ask them to add their names to the
letter by Congressmen Steve Rothman and Peter King, requesting that
Secretary Chertoff suspend the deportation proceedings for the McAllister

The McAllister Family Justice Campaign and the offices of Congressmen
Rothman and King worked tirelessly to make the June 8th briefing and
press conference in Washington DC a reality and directly contacted more
than 200 members of Congress. We ask you lend your voice to this effort
and contact your representatives right away. Nothing is as effective as
a direct contact from a constituent.


Wednesday, June 22, 2005

union membership-- is it for you and fellow workers?

AFL-Cio would like to know what has union membership meant for you and your family:

Whether you’re a new or longtime union member, they’d like to find out. And if you’re not a union member, they want to hear from you as well—tell them what difference union membership would make in your life and for our nation.

These are the latest in a series of questions they're been asking activists about how to strengthen America’s union movement. Your thoughtful comments are helping to shape their planning for the coming years and informing the major proposals the AFL-CIO will take to our 2005 Convention in July. Please take a minute or two to share your thoughts with them again. Click on the link below:

Union membership benefits different workers in diverse ways. Please let them know what you think are the most important benefits of being a union member. Click on the link below:

And don’t forget to read responses to these questions and others at the AFL-CIO’s Strengthening Our Union Movement for the Future website, where you also can read major proposals for change. You may click on the link below to read:

As the 2005 AFL-CIO Convention draws closer, union webmasters will continue to ask your thoughts about strengthening our union movement for the future. Thank you again for your participation in these important discussions.

In solidarity,

Working Families e-Activist Network, AFL-CIO
June 22, 2005

P.S. Don’t miss the AFL-CIO executive officers’ proposal for change, "Winning for Working Families." Click on the link below to read it:

Monday, June 20, 2005

Open letter to Senator Dick Durbin, Illinois

Honorable Senator Durbin:
I have just got off the telephone with my father, J.Peter Creighton, Sr. son of Mary Allensworth Creighton, late and formerly editor of The Galesburg Post, founder of the Milk Fund, and strong supporter of the late Senator Adlai Stevenson of the great state of Illinois.

My father advised me that he is in support of your stance vis a vis the Guantanamo facility. That is to say, we believe very much that there should be reforms in Guantanamo. I have encouraged my father to write or call you to voice your support. Also, I've encouraged my father to write to the White House.

Although I'm a vet of OIF --the war in Iraq -- I am vehemently opposed to maintaining an indefinite stay. However, we must not present a time-table which can encourage the jihadists, Baathists, or any enemy. This must be handles between a Senate and or House committee(s) with as much secrecy as is possible within the halls of Congress.

As to Guantanamo and our system of incarceration, I am very clearly advocating that we give the prisoners a status of legitimate combatants, thereby recognizing what the rest of the world has already acknowledged --these men, however evil or confused their motivation be, are partisans of an organized entity or entities which have developed to oppose and destroy us. We will not, shall not, should not, release them any time soon. But they must be treated according to the Geneva Conventions, they must be treated as we would like our prisoners to be treated, that is, humanely, with dignity, with the respect that should be accorded sentient beings, human beings.

I thank you, good Senator, and your staff, for taking the time to to consider this entreaty. On behalf of the Creighton families of Galesburg, Illinois, and Glennville, Georgia, I wish you a good and safe summer.

John-Peter Creighton II

Professor Frank Clancy reads from Re-Joyce, essays on Joyce and Ulysses, Bloomsday 2005, at Kevin Barry's in Savannah Posted by Hello

Saturday, June 18, 2005

This time, it's for real: Save NPR and PBS

by David Rumfola, Fairbanks, Alaska

You know that email petition that keeps circulating about how Congress
slashing funding for NPR and PBS? Well, now it's actually true.
Check the footnotes if you don't believe me.)

Sign the petition telling Congress to save NPR and PBS:

A House panel has voted to eliminate all funding for NPR and PBS,
starting with "Sesame Street," "Reading Rainbow," and other
commercial-free children's shows. If approved, this would be the most
severe cut in the history of public broadcasting, threatening to pull
plug on Big Bird, Cookie Monster, and Oscar the Grouch.

The cuts would slash 25% of the federal funding this year—$100 million—
and end funding altogether within two years. The loss could kill
children's shows like "Clifford the Big Red Dog," "Arthur," and
"Postcards from Buster." Rural stations and those serving low-income
communities might not survive. Other stations would have to increase
corporate sponsorships.

If we can reach 250,000 signatures by the end of the week, we'll put
Congress on notice.


More discussion on race, immigration, lynching, etc.

NOT Being Destroyed, people
by: hajgora7 (44/M/Georgia, USA) 06/18/05 11:56 am from Top > Cultures & Community > Issues and Causes > Race Relations >Mexico and "Wake up, White America!"
Msg: 34 of 34 in "Mexico."

Some of you are making a calculated attempt to fearmonger, to create a panic and backlash against immigration and liberality. You know that presently you are in the minority of opinion, so you are desparate to recruit any gullible mentalities to your reactionary cause of hate, your desire to effect once again what Hitler and the Brown Shirts achieved against the Weimar Republic of Germany.
The intent of multiculturalism and pluralistic democractic republicanism is not to force people to mix, but to ensure that tolerance is practiced. It is not to your interest to support tolerance, because this means you will have to share some of the resources of this great nation. You seem to want the lion's share of the Lebensraum. The overall effect of your arguments is that you appear specious, disingenious.

You quibble at spelling and minor points, while ignoring the beams in your own spiritual eyesight. You are very much the hypocrites against whom Jesus declared during his teaching.

Posted as a reply to: Msg 31 by glaurels

Armstrong Atlantic University professor Frank Clancy lectures on Joyce and Ulysses at Savannah's Kevin Barry pub. Posted by Hello

Friday, June 17, 2005

Joycephiles meet to celebrate Bloomsday

Armstrong Atlantic State University’s (AASU) Irish Studies Club celebrated the 3rd Annual Bloomsday Celebration yesterday evening atKevin Barry’s Pub, located on West River Street, in Savannah, Georgia. Frank Clancy, assistant professor of literature at AASU, read from and lead a discussion of James Joyce’s novel, Ulysses. The Irish Studies Club has met from time to time for lectures on Irish literature, films, history, and politics. It is open to those in the community interested in Irish culture.

The event began at 7pm and was still going on when yours truly had paid his tab and traipsed downstairs, pausing to listen to J.J. Smith play the guitar and sing Irish songs, and query lovely dark-haired and svelte Tietjen about the family and founding of the fine establishment which had hosted the small gathering of Joycians. For more information or to become a member, call Frank Clancy at 912.921.5624.

[This posting is just a temporary measure while I compose a better posting.]

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Michael Jackson innocent? asked one blogger

No, he is not innocent. He just was found NOT GUILTY of the crimes brought against him.

I believe, as one of the lawyers involved commented, he probably did molest some children at some point. Just there was a reasonable doubt that he was not guilty of perpetrating the crimes alleged against him by these particular "victims."

In other words, this woman, mother of the kid, and her family, colluded to get some money off of what they perceived was a real problem, i.e. Michael Jackson's weakness for young boys. In a weird way, they are to be both credited for bringing the problem to the public's attention, but also possibly blamed for trying to profit from a tragedy involving other children and this sick actor.

Self portrait. I suppose I should go get a good photo of a live oak now.  Posted by Hello

Still requesting submissions for literary journal

Thus far, this Meeting Place by the old Live Oak, whatever live oak you may have conceived or imagined or remembered in your own mind--in our collective minds then there is a forest of Live Oaks,most of which may have the Spanish Moss hanging from them, ivory billed woodpeckers, mocking birds, red cockaded woodpeckers, squirrels, rock lizards, anoles,in short, a myriad of fauna and flora--this Meeting Place has been rather lonely, just a haven for my thoughts to take flight, or crawl, as they may.

However, when others begin to share, this will no longer be mine own, but a group effort. My own diary or journal shall revert to being private, being stored on my own hard drive, with hard copy and a disk copy.

I'm sitting under a make-shift leanto, under the Old Live Oak, waiting for you to write to me, to send me some art, so that we may begin this adventure together.

Anniversary of milestone in computer technology

It was on this day in 1951, reports Garrison Keillor in Writers' Almanac, that the world's first commercially produced
electronic digital computer was unveiled, known as the UNIVAC. It
weighed eight tons, and used 5,000 vacuum tubes. It cost a quarter
million dollars, but it could perform a thousand calculations per
second, the fastest rate in the world at the time. The first one was
bought by the U.S. Census Bureau.

The president of IBM thought that computers were far too complex, and
would never sell. But with the invention of the microchip in 1971, all
the processing power of those thousands of vacuum tubes could be
crammed into a tiny space.

In 1975, an engineer named Ed Roberts was one of the first people to
try to market a computer to ordinary people. It didn't sell very well.
You had to know how to turn hundreds of little switches. But it was an
inspiration to Stephen Wozniak, who went on to found Apple, and also a
young student at Harvard named Bill Gates.

What I missed yesterday: Yeat's birthday

I missed knowing about it and observing it. From Writer's Almanac, we read:

It is the birthday of William Butler Yeats

, born in Dublin (1865). He grew up at a time when Ireland was an
English colony, and most members of the Irish Protestant upper-class
were pro-British. The Catholic middle-class were in favor of Irish
independence. It didn't help them get along that Catholics were denied
equal access to education and jobs and government positions.

William Butler Yeats was brought up in a Protestant family, so he
should have been pro-British, but he was actually (read further at Writers' Almanac).

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Midnight fast approaches, within three minutes

And I must get some shut-eye.

Tomorrow, Friday! Freya's Day! Thank God, Odin, the All-Father, Allah, Dios,ha-Shem, however you wish to call Him or Her!

Must sleep. [Trudge off to bed]

Have gone back to reading Joyce' Ulysses

And am making it a steady habit. Sometimes one page at a time.

Monday, June 06, 2005

King of the Road, lyrics by Roger Miller

Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
* * * *
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination...Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out clothes and shoes,
I don't pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
* * * *
I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain't locked
When no one's around.
* * * *
I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.

vision for the journal, distribution, submission guidelines ...

We thought of the name cafegroundzero, due to a discussion that occurred under an old maple tree on the grounds in front of the Emily Post building on a balmy spring day in 1983. The question was, where would you like to be if the bomb ever fell?

The consensus seemed to be that it would be best doing something one really enjoyed, with some one whom one really loved. I thought a cafe would be nice, with some red wine, slightly chilled, our favourite foods, a good conversation, on a sidewalk under a parasol.

The idea would be a meeting place where one could commune, stress free, with the sun, the air, the earth, even a body of water nearby if possible. Discussion would be amicable, calm at times, excited at others, but rarely if ever confrontational. However, if that’s necessary. Anyhow, the subject matter should be mostly philology, art, literature, philosophy, political theory with courtesy for differing viewpoints, the avant-garde, the classical… Not too restricted a field. But serious about having fun.

Longer articles could be divided up into monthly serials. No submissions of hate literature, unless the hate literature is the subject of a serious analysis. Nothing pornographic or that we would need to cover with a brown paper wrapper. Submissions in Spanish or English. Translations need to be certified.

Distribution is still being worked out as we speak. Contact me at hajCUTOUTSPAMgora7(at) for any further details.

First posted at on Jun 06, 08:46AM

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Introducing our selection for blogger of the week

The one who suggested the game below is also a philosopher. Allow me to introduce this Ang Tong.

Fellow blogger from Massachussetts suggests this game

Here's something ang from Cambridge found on another blog. You may also want to try this:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don’t search around and look for the “coolest” book you can find. Do what’s actually next to you.

So I followed suite:

"Where are his arms and armor, where are his horses?"

From "the Iliad" of Homer, translated by W.H.D. Rouse.

the paperback was lying within reach to my 11 o'clock position. I could have reached to the 3 o'clock to get Ulysses by Joyce, but that one was hidden under and within a newspaper, having been left out by accident in the rain Thursday night.

Wilma, the editor's wife, and their children, sighted this pileated woodpecker one morning in the first or second week of May. This is at the foot of a pecan tree. Posted by Hello

Saturday, June 04, 2005

A development in England

Listed below are the current work vacancies at London Arabic School.
To apply please send a CV and an interesting cover letter
stating clearly your current and expected salary level.
Please do not call us as we will contact you
to arrange for an interview if your CV is deemed suitable for the vacancy.
UK work permits required for non-EU nationals. No job agencies please.

The Arabic School in London have the following job vacancies:

Modern Standard Arabic Teacher:

Native or near-native proficiency in Modern Standard Arabic is required.
Preference will be given tocandidates with qualifications
and experience in teaching Arabic as a foreign language
to an English audience.
Competence in English is essential for this position.
Salary is negotiable and commensurate
with qualifications and experience. Please send your CV by fax or email.

Shepherds Bush, west London

Colloquial Egyptian Arabic Teacher:

Native proficiency in colloquial Egyptian Arabic is required.
Preference will be given to candidates with experience
in teaching colloquial Arabic in English.
Good command of English required. Salary is negotiable
and commensurate with qualifications and experience.
Please send your CV by fax or email.

Shepherds Bush, west London

Private Arabic Teachers:

London Arabic School is currently seeking Arabic teachers
for the private tuition of corporate executives
in the London area. Arabic teaching experience
is necessary as is good command of English.
Hours are flexible and salary is competitive.
Please send your CV by fax or email.

City of London

Learning Egyptian Arabic

One minute after ten hours in the morning, on a cloudy warm Saturday in coastal Georgia.

Resuming the process of learning Arabic. Egyptian Arabic.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Week five or six, I forget, at the warehouse

Have been working ten to twelve hour shifts, plus teaching. Which can be thirteen, fourteen hours plus twice a week, besides my weekends, 1/2 to 1/3 of which are reserved for writing and editing now.