Gingrich ober both

Never fully forgetting
The Contract with America (1994),
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contract_with_America
www.house.gov/house/Contract/CONTRACT.html

suddenly, I realize what I see
governing the tea-baggers only repeats it:
http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2010/02/18/
a-rally-cry-from-mount-vernon/?fbid=yGnnWZIqF7q

ober both, bobbles Newt Gingrich.

(19 FEB 10, Santa Clara CA)v2

Boner/beaner

A foggy morning.
Nothing’s visible beyond
The Church of the Valley
on the cor. of Dolores St.

In the parkinglot below, cars
range from: red (3), white (9)
blue (2), grey (1), silver (3)
black (1), tan (1), green (1).

I pop to barking Boehner’s
website, finding he’s an R.C.
from outside Cinncinnatti,
dedicated to much less,

hardened by a life of being
called a boner/beaner.

(17 FEB 10, Santa Clara CA)v2

Worser & worser...

The worst thing one can be nowadays is a realistic pessimist. It seems that no one can stand hearing any nay-saying about the prospect of bringing these decades of Reganitic fiscal-delusion to any relatively 'graceful' conclusion..

My "Palinocity" (Feb. 7, 2010, below) may be too much for some with its extrapolating Palin's airheadism, but I expect she's always talking similar jive somewhere to somebody.

[FYI] I want to see this country, & those of us it living within it at this time, not just survive but turn around, BUT that will take the collapse of the nay-saying Republicans & Obama's getting some hardcore Democratic balls around him a mile deep. As even 'bluedog' Democrats voluntarily quit congress (cf. Birch Bayh, et. al.), that seems numerically quite unlikely. Meanwhile, nay-Rs see this & hardnay it. Worser & worser....

Assets?

In today’s world
everything’s
a risky asset:

a house, to refi,
a car, to recall,
a job, to lay-off,
health, to illness,
life, to death.

What’s happening?
Was it always like this?
people wonder.

(17 FEB 10, Santa Clara CA)v1

CHENEY reveals

CHENEY reveals a dispute
within the White House
over combatants being tried
in civilian vs military courts.

What came of it? Nothing.
What will ever come of it?
What does it matter while
those disputants walk-free?

(14 FEB 10, Santa Clara CA)

A pitiful sonnet

A Rainbo bread truck appears
& a Bimbo pastry truck leaves.
Does norcal lack terminal-Ws?
(back-East, they always ff-off.)

It’s bright out; sun’s shining,
but mountains are blurry-grey.
I don’t see anybody walking,
this Sat. morning, but soon

a white, 4-door Toyota Prius
exits the parking-lot; people's
expectations are falling
as Silicon Valley shrinks,

& jobs are now pitifully few,
& jobs are now pitifully few.

(13 FEB 2010, Santa Clara CA)v4

John Cheever

Wikipedia: John William Cheever (May 27, 1912 – June 18, 1982) was an American novelist and short story writer, sometimes called "the Chekhov of the suburbs en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Cheever

I think of Cheever as the Turgenev of New England, an hereditary Yankee whose view of the starchy NNE (MA, CT; add NY/NYC) is hopelessly doomed, (as was Hawthorne’s*)

Cheever was & wrote about bitterly proud Yankee descendants living as secretive failures, alcoholics, bisexuals among recent waves of cadent urban & suburban parvenus. The Yankees lose this time: their failures really do call themselves “Swamp Yankees” & they don’t all get into Harvard; Cheever didn’t.

Once you read his Wikipedia entry, you won’t need to know any more about Cheever, but you will need to read at least one of his short stories & one of his novels. You choose, but I’d read all of his collected stories, The Stories of John Cheever (1979, Pulitzer Prize), for an unforgettably deflating experience. After that, read any/all of his novels, his journal & letters, then the biography written by his daughter, novelist Susan.

[* Like Hawthorne, I was born in Salem, once the clipper-ship capital of New England, but now the tourists' witch-capital.]