what kind of place are you in when you start thanking birds for not shitting on you 

to be sure

        there was context to his thinking  and thanking

his kid brother was a birdshit magnet

every time he visited from Chicago

taking in the wilds with him

birds shit on him

at least once a day

and healthy shits not dibdabs evacuating their bowels wholly

he could swear the emptied birds popped up in the airstream like buoys  their ballast shat

yes indeed(who used indeed any longer)  what place

well

        he knew where he was

he occupied himself his time with nonfiction and worthwhile fiction books and bounced between them as he assumed people channel-surfed their impossible-to-choose-from multiple cable stations

he quit watching television cable years ago

which he easily defended from agog disbelievers because he was from a time when television had quality

NBC CBS ABC PublicTelevision  who suspended programming overnight

nothing was too important to receive 24/7 coverage  sandbagged and bitchslap

televisions death knell(Heil!) was Reality Television

it was horribly apparent as talk around the watercooler blanched insipid inane

things fast becoming in—

                     insincere

to him there was hard news documentary and mindless entertainment  --  sitcoms  --  he got the necessity

now there was the slick   slimy     infortainment

utter shit

however  --  if people have been dumbed down  --  why wouldnt they think that infotainment was evolved  that its premise was good

he would counter with Camus(who)  Memory is the enemy of totalitarianism

because he knew America forfeit its memory America gobbled up news cycles everything predicated on news cycles and the Industry only had to serve America its spike its fix one long intravenous day at a time

rarely did any news bleed into a second cycle  and those that did to his mind shouldnt have                                                                              

they reminded him of the stink of shit that continues to pervade an atmosphere even after it was removed

he was tired of their blank stares when he interrupted their useless jovial conversation with hard news

hed say his piece(pleasing himself)

their silence screaming

then excused himself

he spelled America A – M – N – E – S – I – A

 elevenish,  Monday,  17  10. 16

DemocracyNow!  http://www.democracynow.org/2016/10/14/is_trumps_rise_a_result_of

his hair was long

he let his face grow long

he wore torn jeans a paint-speckled worn torn tshirt under a looseweave coloured jacket

he smoked a fresh-twisted joint

like riding a bicycle

once you learned you dont forget

muscle memory

Big Steve

Miami

a huge red fro topping off a white mountain of a man

I got something for you he said   

he leaned over the coffee table and shook his hair with the fingers of his hands

joints fell out onto the glass

he looked

Not yet

he shook his hair again

more joints

Ah

How many joints you got tucked up in there

Big Steve smiled

looked at the table top

Id guess half again as many

he fingered an impossibly thin one

impossibly thin when you considered he rolled it with his huge thick fingers

they were mitts

holding it up before him Big Steve said I was thinking especially of you when I twisted it up

Got a match

With all this dope you aint got a match

holding the sliver between his fingers stabbing the joints from the table into his hair with his other hand Big Steve said nothing

Yeah  Of course I got fire

he lit it for him

Big Steve sucked in damn near a quarter of it and handed it to him

it smelled like perfume

he took a toke

it tasted like exotic flowers

he passed it back

Big Steve exhaled a plume

Opium man  Opium tar

I wasnt gonna share it with just anyone one

he exhaled a plume

Thanks man  Opium   Never had

Youre in for a treat bro

as Big Steve hit it again he threw on Crosby Still Nash and Youngs 4 Way Street

he took the joint from Big Steves mitt and took another toke very aware of its treat

Damn said Big Steve behind his exhale I love this shit and sat down agilely in an overstuffed chair

he handed it back to him but he refused it The rests for you  I had one before I came over

Had to share with you

Thanks Big Steve  Very cool    Whisky

Dont mind if I do

Good  Breakfast of champions

Breakfast of derelicts

Like us 

Definitely like us

Mothers milk 

the flower unfurled in his brain

taking another hit holding his breath This is delicious

Gonna fuck you up

they chinked their tumblers

Salud said Big Steve

Na Zdorovie

they took a sip

heat filled his mouth

when he swallowed he followed the heat down his gullet and into his belly

Nice whisky

Really nice dope  Thank you

Youre gonna be fucked up for the rest of the morning

Then Ill take me down to the ocean and swim

You aint takin you anywhere  Have seat

he sat

they listened to 4 Way Street

he saw Big Steve get hit by a car

smash its windshield

roll off it like Gumby

land on his feet

and keep walking

the driver locked his door rolled his window up

Big Steve kept walking

he thought I gotta meet this cat

Hey man

Big Steve kept walking

he trotted after him Hey big man

the driver watched mutely as the two walk away

birds of a feather

1150,  Sunday,  16  10. 16

CSNY  4 Way Street https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOEMheaDHcQ&list=PLT8LeN8XJgVbZnkaNOE5RHU3iF0L-OlUs

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it took her a momentalways took her to task why the OBVIOUS   had to be pointed out

subtlety was all but lost 

if anything ever needed a push or help she thought subtlety would  not the obnoxious Obvious

the dark sides the maddening flip sides of things hyped were stuck fast 

it seemed they were utterly incomprehensible  irretrievable  irredeemable

                                                        but for the effort that anything worth knowing

was worth the work to unearth it and shake it out in the fresh air in the bright cleansing sunlight

  effort

                wasnt it the key

wasnt it the skeleton key to slip into the stubborn lock and twist open push heartily at its clasp and lid and creak open

and reveal

all that effort made to expose the Obvious

when subtlety and nuance are defamed by inattention  are defined as slight or ineffectual  outside the pale of immediate necessity

when their fine pointsfiner points

are utterly the Point

afternoon,  Saturday,  15  10. 16

Kilimanjaro Darkjazz  Patra  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LB0Mi1kkPZ4