...that very moment you sense in all pure ways (the pure ones we have left) that the world's thrumming up a notch, that it's gaining momentum about the silver cord tying us to the Universe.  that the race to save a planet may be the only and finest thing we do to keep our Cosmic Membership in fine standing.  It's more than consciousness shared.  And then you see shit like Susan Sarandon wearing a full length fur and then, more horrific in nearly every way and in immense concentration...

 

they bludgeoned fifty thousand dogs to death in China to prevent rabies.

 

i know they eat horse in France

and dogs wherever

and a birdie here and God knows where...

 

i know that ripping the

horn out of a rhino's head

might,

to the impoverished tribesman

not fathoming totally

unfair world distribution of

just about everything - 

of bounty/booty et al -

(and who the hell does by the way)

it just might

seem like a no-brainer. 

 

so one of us runs out into traffic over what Mel said and another for a fur on someone we knew to be evolved and now whole nations are killing our best friends...

 

and now much of it must be fertile outrage

and how much is the kind

we swallow over and cooly forget

after being asked,

"Paper or plastic, ma'am?"

 

 

thank God they asked!  

because, by choosing,

i remember that i AM an environmentalist!

why, i'd nearly forgotten my invaluable

contributions to saving Mother Earth!

i separate my recycling things!

i do laundry and dishes late to conserve energy

and keep the air conditioner high -

when not at home of course.

i drive a big SUV because i am high up and

feel safe and having horses is my only

excuse and that's not a good one.

80 dollars went into it the other day.

a fellow with a Toyota Battery, a fine

urban semi-Goth kid,

sneering.

he hadn't seen  me move,

so i walked back to the truck with

and obvious and sudden disabled gait.

truly disabled.  waving spaz.

the whole thing.

he felt so bad for me.

and i knew he'd been judging me.

 

is there a courtroom for crimes like this?

 

good.  i'll tune in.

 

ciao y'all.

Goth  

democrat who thinks that another

political party bettter

come out of our womb  (America's uterus.)

soon.

thoon.