I am back.  So to speak that is.
One of my family computers is available again, so i get to post LJ in my comtinued random ways.  Go figure.

Third World and Civil Disobedience

Describe now the U.S. became increasingly involved in the Third World generally; and

more specifically, outline early U.S. activities in Guatemala, Cuba and Vietnam. Evaluate

how U.S. actions abroad fueled civil disobedience and rebellion at home.

Provide an evaluation of issues, and explain, in your view, what we ( Read more... )

Like some phantom come with a message, I had a visitor today.
Picture my wry and bitter smile here.
Stories seem to have proliferated in the absence of my direct contact.
I think that the time may very well have come for me to put the past behind me.
To burry the hatchet, so to say.
And not even in your head.

I've been thinking lately.
The issue of my ( Read more... )

I willfully missed several birthdays in the last several days, week perhaps.
Is this an attack of concience?
Do I care?
Old friends.
Became old foes.
Interesting.
A friend told me to forgive, or forget.
Should I?
Do I care to?
Memories wound deep, and anger keeps wounds fresh.
Perhaps I am merely bitter.
Jaded.
Self-rightious?
I don't know.
Does it matter?

I miss ( Read more... )

I have not died.
Felt I should begin with that.
Also felt that I should add the disclaimer yet.

Went into my shop today.
Was told I had a note waiting.
Was also that that it was a note firing me.
Wasn't.
It was however a note hitting on me.
It was from a guy.
A guy I met about 7 months ago.
While he was high.
HOW DO THESE PEOPLE FIND ME?!?!?!
I was not pleased ( Read more... )

I find myself adrift in a crashing wave of Emo.

Fucking government.
Fucking April 17th.
Fucking tax returns.
Fucking Taxes.
Fucking essays.

And so the evil aspects of working for a living rear their vile and devious heads again ( Read more... )

A wanderer one winter came meandering through my maze,
Smoking a cigarette the flavor of the sun.
All jovial he jigged about, and capered in a craze,
Smoking his cigarette the flavor of the sun.
We gambled in the garden, where we tarried over tea,
Smoking cigarettes the flavor of the sun.
The shadows all filled up with smoke as we parted, half-past three ( Read more... )

At midnight, when sleep fails to come,
When dreams die and nightmares creep up unexpectedly,
When shadows crawl over the moon and the wind slides sibilantly through the trees,
When madness waits for the unsuspecting,
When the thought of morning is farther than the ends of time,
When love withers and fear reigns high,
When doubt and suspicion and ( Read more... )