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Thursday, December 08, 2011
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NOTES AND COMMENTS
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A good line once read is never forgotten.
It is my ambition in life to produce such a line.
Call me a megalomaniac.
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In our environment agreement means
sharing the same bias.
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When a man sees the light
he assume everyone else is blind.
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I once met a born again
who thought I was a dead man walking.
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Because I did not worship his God
he thught I worshipped the Devil.
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Whenever I see the photo of an Armenian writer
in the company of a boss or bishop,
I can't help thinking,
"There goes the neighborhood."
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To those who say I repeat myself:
Only if you insist on reading me –
for which many thanks!
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Friday, December 09, 2011
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NOTES AND COMMENTS
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The Universal Declaration of Human Rights,
I am informed this morning on the radio,
is the most widely translated document in the world;
also (my guess) the most ignored.
Has it been translated into Armenian, I wonder.
I am not casting aspersions;
only sharing my ignorance and need for answers.
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Bias is universal.
Resistance to bias
a slowly and painfully acquired asset.
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All nationalists are brought up to believe
they are all white and their enemies all black.
When in fact they are not even gray but brown --
the color of @#$%.
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Crude, you say.
So is life.
We have no choice but to deal with it
on its own terms.
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My parents survived the Turks.
I am now busy trying to survive my fellow Armenians.
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Saturday, December 10, 2011
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WE ARE THE 50%
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What we need is a revolution
and I don’t believe in revolutions.
At best we may get reforms
but if the past is an index
we have no reason for optimism.
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Subtract the brown-nosers, the yes-men,
the hirelings, the brainwashed, the dupes,
the alienated and assimilated,
we may be closer to the 50%
rather than the 99%.
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We are no longer at the mercy of our enemies
but of a far more invincible and insidious adversary:
our own leadership.
Our Wall Street is in the convolutions of our cortex.
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The only way to describe our situation is to say that
we are committing slow-motion suicide
by self-inflicted ten thousand cuts.
In that sense one could even say that
Turks were more merciful than
our own bosses, bishops, and benefactors.
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