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the July 2004 installment of...
Statue at the Punchbowl National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific (Oahu, Hawaii).
Editorial I Pledge of ... What Do we Pledge our Allegiance to?
Listening to people talk on AM radio about the Pledsge of Allegiance recently, I’ve started to formulate my own opinion. There are those who want to eliminate the line “Under God” from the pledge, that this leads some to believe that the United States does not stand for Atheists or people who don’t believe in the same god ss the ever-pervasive Christian God. But I’ve always thought that if that were the case, then Atheists should be against our money (“In God We Trust”???), or for that matter be against the people who founded our country (even though they did not an imposed religion, they were for the most part quite Christian people...). I always thought that This is the way the opledge was written, and we should honor the way it was created. The Power of Government Should Not Be Used to Promote IdeasConflict over Pledge of Allegiance illustrates both the Right and the Left’s hostility to freedom By Robert Garmong
In refusing to rule on the merits of Michael Newdow’s challenge to the Pledge of Allegiance, the Supreme Court attempted to stay out of the “culture war” between the (religious) Right and the Left. The American public has no such luxury.
LP candidates will have impact in ‘04, article saysApril 23, 2004
WASHINGTON, DC -- The Libertarian Party has received an unexpected burst of publicity from major news outlets over the past two weeks, with one article arguing that a third party candidate running as an independent or Libertarian “could sway the electorate enough to change history” in 2004 if he or she received the kind of press attention that Ralph Nader has attracted. Lawrence R. Jacobs, director of the 2004 Elections Project for the Humphrey Institute at the University of Minnesota, writes in an April 20 commentary in the Monitor that “the hot topic” for 2004 is whether Nader will again affect the outcome by taking a small but decisive percentage from likely Democratic nominee John Kerry. But, citing a study that found that 20 percent of voters are disaffected from both major parties, Jacobs concludes that “a significant number of them could be tapped by gifted candidates running as independent or Libertarian if these candidates received the kind of press attention that Nader has attracted.” “While Nader hurts the presumed Democratic nominee John Kerry, voters open to conservative third-party candidates who promote small government and criticize ballooning government budget deficits pose a significant threat to President Bush’s re-election effort,” writes Jacobs in the op-ed, titled “Third-party threat: It’s not just Nader.” In Wisconsin, for example, where Bush narrowly lost in 2000, Libertarian gubernatorial candidate Ed Thompson garnered 10.5 of the vote in 2002, “enough to help Democrat Jim Doyle break the four-term Republican hold on the statehouse,” Jacobs says. Other key states where Libertarian candidates have done well enough to affect the outcome of Senatorial or gubernatorial races in 2000 or 2002 include Nevada, New Hampshire and Missouri, he reports. All told, 2 percent or more of voters in 15 Senate and gubernatorial elections cast their votes for Libertarians in 2002, indicating that the LP could be “a decisive factor in a close contest between Messrs. Bush and Kerry,” according to Jacobs’s analysis. Jacobs also chastises pollsters who ignore third parties, warning that they “run the risk of missing the dynamics of the race and providing an inaccurate picture of the evolving campaign.” The Christian Science Monitor article isn’t the only one that has praised the LP lately, Getz notes. An April 19 article in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, prompted by the election of St. Louis County LP Chair Tamara Millay to local office, says, “Perhaps it’s time that the Missouri Libertarian Party got a little respect.” The column by Jo Mannies, one of the Post’s veteran political reporters, describes Millay as “a prominent Missouri Libertarian” who has run for the U.S. House and U.S. Senate several times, and chronicles her campaign for marshal of Greendale, a St. Louis suburb. Millay is also seeking the party’s nomination as vice president at the upcoming national convention in Atlanta over Memorial Day weekend. The election of Millay is one of two recent “political boosts” for the LP, the article says. The other is the naming of Bob Sullentrup of St. Charles, Mo., as the party’s national secretary. “About a year ago, political life didn’t look too great for Bob Sullentrup of St. Charles and his cohorts,” Mannies writes. “But now, one of his party’s stalwarts has been elected to a local public office, and Sullentrop is a top national leader.” The article also acknowledges the LP’s ballot access supremacy over other third parties, and points out that competing candidates, such as Ralph Nader, must still collect thousands of signatures to get on the Missouri ballot. “The fact is, the Libertarian Party’s candidate for president the party will select its nominee next month is the only sure bet to be on Missouri’s ballot against Republican incumbent George W. Bush and the likely Democratic nominee, Sen. John Kerry of Massachusetts,” Mannies writes. The LP also played a prominent role in CNN.com’s coverage of Tax Day, Getz pointed out. In a lighthearted look at April 15 headlined, “It’s Tax Day, Let’s Party,” CNN Money writer Gordon T. Anderson reported, “The Libertarian Party will show up at dozens of locations nationwide to promote limited government.” In Minneapolis, he said, “Libertarians will carry signs emblazoned with Donald Trump’s picture. The tag line: ‘You’re Fired, but I can’t fire the IRS.’ “ Anderson also took note of one of the LP’s favorite tax-day publicity gimmicks: handing out phony $1 million bills to dramatize the fact that the government spends $1 million every five seconds. http://www.lp.org/press/archive.php?function=view&record=654 The Assumption of Health-Care
I not only heard a few talk radio shows talk about this, but I also read an AP article from USAToday that a 22 year-old waitress without insurance was in an auto accident. Half of her brain was removed for corrective surgery. In fact, the USAtoday article reported that “Lane, who was not wearing a seat belt, was thrown through the windshield. (She was later charged with driving under the influence and not having a driver’s license.)” People on talk radio questioned her having a license or being intoxicated while driving, but one dee jay said the final statement from this AP article in passing: But she said the experience has left her a little more cynical about the health care system. “Just because they don’t have money doesn’t mean they should be treated differently from anyone else,” she said. “I’m a good person. I just happen to be not as rich as some of them.” This sidenote at the end of her story shocked me more than anything else, because there is no reason she should by cynical that a healthcare system she never earned or payted for took so long to do work that to her was otherwise free. It’s horriffic that he had to go for months without her skull completely attached, but she should at least be grateful that someone was willing to pay the charges that she was never willing to pay insurance for. It seems to me that the only people who ask for things that they don’t deserve are the people who haven’t earned the right to these things. Janet Kuypers, Editor-In-Chief
GROCERY STRIKE IS WRONG: HEALTH CARE IS NOT A RIGHT
NEWPORT BEACH, CALIFORNIA--THE SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA GROCERY STRIKE, which seeks to establish health care as a right, is profoundly wrong, according to an op-ed released by California-based Americans for Free Choice in Medicine (AFCM).
AIDSwatchfrom Human Rights Watch http://hrw.org/press/2003/02/bushgagrule02203-ltr.htm Febraury 26, 2003 Letter to President Bush on HIV/AIDS Funding and the Extension of the Global Gag Rule
Dear President Bush,
http://hrw.org/english/docs/2004/03/05/safric8146.htm Published in THISDAY, http://www.thisdaysa.co.za/ Mass AIDS Plan Should Learn from Post-Rape HIV-Prevention Program
By Rebecca Schleifer
The South African government has promised to provide universal antiretroviral drug treatment as part of its new HIV/AIDS plan. The government’s recent experience of providing such drugs to rape survivors provides essential lessons as it prepares to implement the comprehensive programme. Eye on the Sky
...from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuiper_Belt the Kuiper belt
The Kuiper belt is an area of the solar system extending from within the orbit of Neptune (at 30 AU) to 50 AU from the sun, at inclinations consistent with the ecliptic. Discoveries thus far Over 800 Kuiper belt objects (KBOs) (a subset of trans-Neptunian objects (TNOs)) have been discovered in the belt, almost all of them since 1992. The largest are Pluto and Charon, but since the year 2000 other large objects that approached their size were identified. Initial calculations show that the object Sedna may be larger than Charon. However, while some astronomers claim that Sedna is part of the Kuiper belt and that the current outer limit of the belt should be revised, most say that Sedna is too far out for the Kuiper belt and may actually be an inner Oort cloud object. Quaoar, discovered in 2002, is half the size of Pluto and is larger than the largest asteroid Ceres. Other known KBOs are progressively smaller. The exact classification of these objects is unclear, since they are probably fairly different from the asteroids of the inner solar system. Size and Composition Most KBOs are lumps of ice with some organic (carbon-containing) material such as tholin, detected using spectroscopy. They are of the same composition as comets and many astronomers believe them to be just comets. The distinction between comet and asteroid is not yet clear and there is a substantial uncertainty, inhabited by such objects as 2060 Chiron. It is difficult to estimate the diameter of KBOs. For objects with very well known orbital elements (namely, Pluto and Charon), diameters can be precisely measured by occultation of stars. For other large KBOs, diameters can be estimated by thermal measurement. If a body has high albedo, it is cold, and hence does not produce much blackbody radiation in the infrared. Conversely, a low albedo object produces more infrared. KBOs are so far from the sun that they are very cold, hence produce blackbody radiation around 60 micrometres in wavelength. This wavelength of light is impossible to observe on the Earth’s surface: astronomers thus observe the tail of the blackbody radiation in the far infrared. This far infrared radiation is so dim that the thermal method is only applicable to the largest KBOs. The diameter of the smaller objects is estimated by assuming an albedo: the diameter of such bodies should be taken to be a rough guess. Canto XLVIIIMichael Ceraolo Americans! Look deeply into your background, into your town’s history: You probably have a Socialist in the closet, ifor there is a rich history of Socialism in this country, (Surprise!) largely untaught, ilargely unscknowledged (and therefore largely unknown) iCome out into the open: more than a thousand officials elected all over the country in more than a hundred cities; state legislators from Massachusetts to Minnesota to Montana all the way to California on the west coast, and many states in between; municipal officials from Berkeley to Butte to Buffalo to Brimingham, from Coeur d’Alene to Cleveland to Cedar City (Utah), from Martins Ferry to Milwaukee to Missoula, from Schenectady to Sheboygan to Star City (West Virginia) And, all of you diehards who actually argue about the dime’s worth of difference between the two ‘major’ parties, take note: when faced with an actual alternative the ‘two parties’ managed to put aside their ‘differences’ and formed fusion parties to defeat the Socialists And they came up with other alleged ‘reforms’ to keep control of the status quo: ‘non-partisan’ elections, election of officials in an at-large manner rather than by districts, commision and other moves to purportedly professionalize government, “trap for the workingman, hid under the guise of virtue” And when even all that didn’t work and Socialists were elected anyway, there was no compunction about denying legitimately-elected officials their seats, or expelling them without cause once they were seated And from City Council in Cleveland to the state legislature in New York to the U.S. Congress in Washington, such mission (not impossible) was acomplished And the lesson to be learned was that it was “useless to elect a working class minority if the chamber of commerce majority can at any time oust them from office” And maybe that’s why all of this remains untaught Canto XXXVIIIMichael Ceraolo And yet, freedom fighters falter, though it should have been scant surprise that an organization founded by former Progressives who had favored the First World War and supported some sort of repression of those opposed (before experiencing a late-life conversion to a version of free speech, way belatedly coming to the realization that a little repression was like being a little bit pregnant) And thus even the originator of the orthodoxy, the American Civil Liberties Union, would one day hold a heresy trial The Thirties had wound down, and another World War had worked its way up, a war that America had not yet entered (officially) (yet), but that did not stop a sort of ideological holy war Apostates of certain faiths would clash with apostles of those same faiths, and the advocates would abdicate their advocacy for all in the futile attempt to remain ‘acceptable’, in order to continue their access to those in power, laboring under the delusion that they exercised some degree of influence “the personnel of its governing committees and staff is properly subject to the test of consistency in defense of civil liberties in all aspects and all places” (italics added) Since there were no known Nazis on the ACLU Board of Directors it was crystal clear which country was being called out: Elizabeth Gurley Flynn The Rebel Girl woman Wobbly from way back committed to civil liberties when the putative Progressives were putting her friends in jail for their opinions one of the founders of the ACLU in 1920 a board member since 1936, the same year she joined the Communist Party And because she did not disavow the Communist Party she was subjected to trial as a heretic “This charge violates every principle we fought for in the past” but such arguments did not carry the day And thus it was that the American Civil Liberties Union purged her from its board for exercising her rights (Board membership restored to her, posthumously, nearly forty years later Emeritus in Eternity)
Scrubbing the JuicerJohn Vick The acid spray of orange juice doesn’t stop tonight’s ovulation, growing the chance of another mouth to feed. She scouts back alley bars and unemployment lines, looks for a Him Hymn to replace Ousted Other Him. Pouting alone over scouring pad, nursing a festering sore, she dreams a feathered scull cap, and Flynt, touted scholar of porn. Sense of UrgencyJohn Vick You smell like melon - fresh in the morning. The scent of your clothes, - bleach, the feel of them - crisp linen. Your spastic toothpicks after supper won’t keep my mind off your plantain playin’ my music box. Just thinking about us doin’ the crossword and you rappin’ my nose with a rolled up newspaper. Dancing with JohnnyJohn Vick Tap or bottle, Tap or bottle? she asks, but there is no real choice. The Durante-faced waitress looks like trouble. It’s only a gin joint, but I predict water ala carte won’t stop her from trying to rush me. Sophisticated silk jacket over cotton Wal-Mart camisole, she hoofs it around to Folsom Prison Blues. She serves me tongue with a side of slaw, bottle of black gunk ketchup. I dine quickly, to keep the tongue from singing along. Another American NightJon Petruschke The TV screen turns from pixels to Paxils and I’m stuffed, yet starved, chewing on the remote. I defeated consumerism by buying everything advertised. Stench too great to endureMarie Kazalia 5/10/2K4 she’s a mass of phobias and fuck-ups wakes up realizing this-- wonders about it all writes this down as if doing so--the scribbling the forcing pencil lead point over smooth white stock will purify her seeing the results dirty words in dark mineral marring the white sheet she begins to think just the opposite bound to occur that her confessions only ruin her more bathroom stall writing on wall at Kennedy’sMarie Kazalia I don’t wanna walk around w/you! Why do words like love & actions like affection get taken as a threat or promise of devotion? I LIKE BIG GUYSMarie Kazalia 5/21/2K4 I started my period-- anyway--no sex and looks like the anglo-saxon didn’t come-- Maybe his conscience got the better of him and my friends e-mailed doubts that helps enforce my own certainty that it’s of no consequence to fuck a recently married man if he & I both feel we want to-- and the e-mail from my friends said do what you want to -- but they themselves had a no-married-men policy... because they didn’t want to hurt another woman and yet last nite just before I started my period I had this fantasy big tall anglo-saxon taking off his clothes sucking my nipples fucking me long and hard in some dark cheaply rented room in North Beach the same neighborhood he lives with his wife-- this all seems to be happening very quickly he invited me to go with him to Mexico and I’m still not sure if an actual trip planned or just said to get a look into my eyes a glimpse of my recognition of his intent to do more with me than say hello when we run into one another out separately for coffee-- men go out with me once then fall in love with me pressure & pursue me into exclusion-- so that a low-key romance with a married man may be just right for me-- So where in the hell is he? Did some friends already tell his wife he’d been seen out with me? have they been fighting he assuring her nothing happened have they made-up she insisting he stay home with her tonight? I push my boobs up together again into my low cut shirt pull the lace covering up makes the cleavage more obscure and enticing-- I know several people sitting out at windy tables along the slanted sidewalk Marco, John D., Jessica Jack H. & his woman-- some I’ve seen and talked to yet forget their names-- still no sign of the anglo-saxon (I’m too damn beautiful for these men anyway--) his sulky wife looms in my imagination (god, I’d never want to be that kind of guilt-tripping drag of a woman) and so I almost believe the anglo-saxon--drinking beer at Vesuvio’s with me last nite-- when he told me-- “you either have to sleep with just one man--or all of them” and of course there in lies the solution so many have presented themselves yet failed all the tests-- to be mine-- so I’ll just have to settle for lots of cocks instead of just one exclusive-- I had planned on the anglo-saxon as being first in the series-- if he doesn’t show-up soon I’ll have to find some other one-- I like big men-- why pretend and tell all the short ones I love them-- just because so many of them have wanted me-- so it seems sitting here I’ve come to some new decisions and I am no longer afraid to reveal who I am and my feelings-- RESTORE ME.Durlabh Singh Restore me To myself Divorce me From perpetual death. Bathe me In fresh showers Under the summer sun. Take me To lands That speak of mystery Where the tongues Are given to leaves And songs to birds And little cicada sings Enlivening the valley With fresh sounds Across the mountains. Seize me From clutches of Concrete Give me suns That will melt The frozen seas Within myself. Un rêve au sujet de meurtre.French writing (A Dream About Murder) by Gabriel Athens J’ai eu une dernière nuit rêveuse, il était différent de mes rêves habituels, habituellement je rêve de la substance qui semble jolis vraie, quelque peu mondaine et le plus habituellement à la frustration. Mais je ne sais pas si c’était le vin que j’ai eu au régal de Thanksgiving chez Rachel en bas du bloc, ou si j’entendais une certaine histoire étrange à la télévision plus tôt, mais je rêvais du meurtre. Dave et moi restaient à un hôtel, je ne sais pas où l’hôtel était, mais il était sur une eau superficielle, je pensent qu’il était un lac, pas un océan ou quelque chose. Et je me rappelle à un certain point, c’était aube dans le rêve, je suis allé chercher un essai, j’ai noté l’extérieur bel de deux hommes tandis que j’étais sur mon essai, et alors j’ai descendu la colline à l’eau. J’ai voulu pulser le long de l’eau. Mais ils l’ont eue roped hors fonction - je ne sais pas même qui “ elles” seraient, mais la zone le long de l’eau était roped hors fonction, peut-être jusqu’ au plein jour, peut-être alors maître nageurs serait là pour protéger le peuple. Mais le point est, je ne pourrais pas pulser le long de l’eau, ainsi je me suis assis au bas des escaliers par le bord de l’eau, droite devant les cordes, et ai observé l’eau. Et une femme est venue le long en bas des escaliers, et assis à côté de moi pour observer l’eau, aussi. Je me rappelle de penser que je n’ai pas aimé son être si étroit, j’aime garder un sens de l’espace personnel, mais alors il s’est produit à moi qu’il n’y avait pas beaucoup d’espace pour qu’elle aille puisque la zone entière était roped hors fonction. Et la chose est, je n’aiment pas même pulser. Ah, tellement de toute façon, je ne connais pas même pourquoi je suis allé chercher un essai ou à quel point à temps dans mon rêve cet essai s’est produit. Mais je sais que dans le rêve j’ai détruit quelqu’un. Il s’est produit avant que mon rêve ait techniquement commencé; Je ne me rappelle rien au sujet du meurtre, je ne sais pas s’ il était moi seulement qu’a fait le massacre ou si Dave était là avec moi, tout que je sais est que j’ai détruit un type, je ne sais pas pourquoi j’ai détruit le hime, mais j’ai détruit quelqu’un dans une autre chambre dans le même hôtel, quelqu’un que je n’ai pas égalisé vraiment sais. Et la chose est, je portais les ongles faux pendant le meurtre, ou est au moins ce ce que j’infered dans le rêve, parce que j’ai pensé j’ai détruit un d’elles à la scène du crime et la partie principale du rêve était moi dans la salle de bains retirant tous mes ongles faux parce qu’ils pourraient m’impliquer dans le meurtre. Ainsi je retirais mes ongles, ils étaient les ongles en plastique collés en fonction à mes vrais ongles, et ils n’ont pas été même peints, ils étaient encore plastique blanc juste. Et car je retirais ces ongles faux que je les relâchais sur le plancher parce que je les déchirais hors fonction tellement frantically, je n’ai pas voulu que n’importe qui pt me joindre à ce meurtre. Ainsi quand je suis descendu d’eux tous, j’étais encore inquiété que j’ai eu une peu de colle à gauche sur mes vrais ongles de doigt, ainsi j’essayais d’enlever cela, et alors j’essayais de prendre tous les ongles faux outre du plancher de salle de bains. Ils tous sont tombés juste à la droite de la toilette, et étaient sur le plancher de tuiles, et je me rappelle comme je les sélectionnais vers le haut que j’ai également pris une boule de la poussière et un morceau utilisé de bande claire. Je me rappelle que pensant cela étaient impairs, parce qu’habituellement les planchers de salle de bains d’hôtel sont propres, ils sont nettoyés chaque jour. Tellement de toute façon, cueillette de kpt de I vers le haut des ongles, essayant de s’assurer je les ai obtenus tous, de temps en temps relâchant un d’eux en arrière sur le plancher parce que j’étais si agité et si nerveux. Ceci a fait le procédé entier prendre la majeure partie de mon rêve. Une fois que j’avais tous les ongles, la seule chose que je pourrais penser environ était comment rejeter les ongles, et le reste du rêve est devenu un effort effréné de figurer hors de la façon dont je pourrais me débarasser d’eux de sorte qu’ils n’aient pas pu être tracés de nouveau à moi. je penser que je pouvoir juste vid les tout en bas toilette, mais alors je penser que il pouvoir y avoir un chance que un ongle non descendre down et juste rester bas toilette et je non noter et penser je à la maison libre mais dans réalité je laisser un énorme preuve of evidence dans mon propre hôtel pièce joindre meurtre. Alors je me suis demandé s’ ils auraient une voie à tamiser par l’eau d’égout de l’hôtel, tellement alors j’ai pensé que je ne devrais vider aucune d’entre elles avale la toilette, mais vais au divers restroom public autour de la ville et vide quelques uns à la fois que. Alors j’ai commencé à m’inquiéter que si l’ongle I gauche à la scène du crime prenait plus que juste la colle avec lui, cela il ait pris réellement une partie de mon ongle avec lui, puis j’aurais l’évidence gauche d’cAdn à la scène du crime et il n’y aurait rien que je pourrais faire. Et alors j’ai commencé à me demander si je détruisais réellement un ongle à la scène du meurtre, ou si j’étais overreacting juste. Et alors je me suis demandé si n’importe qui avait même trouvé le corps mort encore, toute cette fois s’étendant là sur le plancher de leur pièce d’hôtel. Et alors le téléphone a sonné et je me suis réveillé. iedereen heeft geheimenfinnish translated by Jean Hellemans for Jimbo Breen iedereen heeft geheimen en dit is het mijne. Kracht is mijn zwakke plek en nu blijven mijn schouders niet op hun plaats. Je vroeg me mijn ogen te openen maar ze zijn open, dat denk ik toch. Waarom neem je me niet in jou armen ? Waarom verleid je me niet ? Trek me uiteen. Scheur me in stukken. Hou geen rekening met mijn kuisheid Ik wil niet sterk zijn . wees sterk voor mij, zodat ik me kan laten gaan en nergens zorgen over te maken of mijn ogen nu open zijn of niet. Eine Lebensdauer Vergeht(“A Life Goes By” in German, by Helena Wolfe) 1978. Mom und Vati auf Ferien. Schwester in der Hochschule. Babysitting Grandma. Sie brachte mir bei, wie man Gin Rummy im lebenden Raum spielt. Ich smudge das Ende auf der hlzernen Tabelle, jedesmal wenn ich meine Hand auf sie setze. Wir spielen Karten Stunden lang. 1983. Grandma ist rüber zum Baby sitzen. Schwester kommt nach Hause. “ warum nicht das betriebsbereite Abendessen ist, Grandma? “, “ ich konnte nicht den Ofen einschalten. “, Sie war ein sly alter Fuchs, meine gesagte Schwester. Sie konnte einen Ofen einschalten. Verlassen ein Müssen Abendessen bilden. Das Huhn Kiew war eine späte halbe Stunde. 1986. Frühling. Freitag, 4:55 P.M.. Mom und Vati und Schwester klitten für Abendessen an. Vati wartet Mom an der Tür. Sie mußten Grandma noch aufheben, bevor sie zur Gaststätte MikrophonMoy antrieben. Mom überprüft ihre Auge Verfassung im Schlafzimmerspiegel. Ich stehe im Eingang zu ihrem Raum. Sind Sie sicher Sie mchten nicht mit uns gehen? “, sie bittet. Ich würde eher im Haus durch mich, laute Musik des Spiels bleiben. Ich war eine rebellious Jugend. Ich sage Nr.. “ erklären Sie Grandma I besagtes hohes. “, 1988. Schwesteraufrufe. “ Grandma bewegt sich nach Arizona, “ sagt sie. “ sie wird mit Tante Rose leben. “, Sie verläßt in fünf Tagen. 3 Tage später. Ich rufe sie an. Ich erkläre ihr, daß ich versuche, ihren folgenden Sommer zu besuchen. Ich erkläre ihr, daß ich sie vermisse. Ich bereits vermisse sie. Sie sagt, daß sie mich liebt. Ich hänge oben und denke, daß sie normalerweise nicht sagt, daß sie Leute liebt. Sie ist nicht normalerweise liebevoll. Ich beginne zu schreien. 3 Tage später. Ich besuche Familie. Vater umarmt mich. Er hiccups beim Schreien. Sie starb heute morgen, sie erklärt mir. Aber sorgen Sie nicht sich um das jetzt, wir sind spät für das Weihnachtsbeteiligte. Ich bin in einem Auto. Schwester treibt zum Familie Beteiligten an. Wir sind ruhig. Sie spricht schließlich. “ sind Sie okay? “, und ich erkläre ihr, daß ich fein bin. Was sie nicht verwirklicht, ist, daß ich nicht sage, daß ich fein bin. Ich betrachte ihr Gesicht. Sie dreht ihren Kopf von der Straße zum Blick an mir. Ich beachte, nun da wir wirklich gleich schauen. Etwas in der Schwester ist tot. Sie versteckt die Schmerz, und er beendet ein Stück von ihr. Ich denke, daß ein Teil von mir, auch stirbt. Am Beteiligten. Jeder lacht. Brüder, Schwestern, Neffeen, eine Nichte, ein Onkel. Ein Sister-in-law sagt zu mir, wie sie hallo sagt, “ ich sind traurig. “, Ich versuche, auf Locher betrunken zu erhalten. Schwester zieht einen Stapel der Geschenke für die Familie aus. Sie sind von Grandma. Jesus Christ. Sie starb heute morgen. Jemand sagen etwas. Sie kaufte mich ein Paar Ohrringe. una corrispondenzaItalign: “a match,” by Marina Arturo “ la I ha regolato una volta il fuoco alla mia unghia. Ho desiderato la mia barretta essere una candela umana. “ Ha caduto un’ altra corrispondenza nel suo vetro. La fiamma sizzled nelle gocce della bevanda alla parte inferiore. Ha colpito un’ altra corrispondenza sul lato della casella. Corrispondenze della cucina. Sei o sette pongono sul tovagliolo del cocktail, dieci di più alla parte inferiore del vetro. In una cabina d’angolo, in questo piccolo randello la fiamma che ha destato assomigliato a qualunque altra luce della tabella. Ma il randello era suo. La ha posseduta piedi sul banco, ginocchia piegate. Tutto là ha messo a fuoco su lei e sulla parte piccola di energia che ha tenuto. Tutto là era suo da abusare. E lei struch un’ altra corrispondenza. “ una vecchia fiamma ha usato dire che tutto è un pyro a cuore. “ Ed ha arrossito. “ yeah, ho regolato la mia unghia su fuoco mentre stavo comunicando con qualcuno. Era un chiodo falso. La plastica burning ha sentito l’odore di. Ma non ho realizzato che cosa avevo fatto fino a che non ritenessi il calore sulla mia pelle. “ Appena allora potreste vedere la fiamma ballare alla sua punta delle dita. Ha agitato la corrispondenza. La ha caduta in suo vetro. Y qué deseo saber“And What I Want To Know,” Spanish Translation by Shannon Peppers He estado soñando con usted últimamente. Generalmente, en mis sueños, le veo para apenas un cortocircuito mientras que, entonces usted tiene que irse. Quizá usted me dice que usted me falte. Usted me besa quizá. Ayer por la noche, cuando usted me dej de nuevo Conduje después de usted el aeropuerto así que a mí podía decir adis a usted una más vez. En mis sueños usted está siempre con mí. En mis sueños usted me está dejando siempre. En mis sueños me ejecuto después de usted. Apenas para decir adis otra vez. Y qué deseo saber soy cuando son estos sueños que van a parar. Y qué deseo saber soy es usted que sueña con mí también. Sueño despierto sobre usted por las mañanas mientras que mis piernas todavía se enredan en mis hojas. Me cierro los ojos, así que puedo sentirle allí, encrespado para arriba contra mí. Porqué - porqué tengo que salir de esta cama. Y qué deseo saber soy si usted me vio golpeado por un coche mi cuerpo sin vida que miente en la calle usted me sostendría para arriba contra usted, usted sostendría mis brazos blandos en sus manos gruesas. Usted me oscilaría para dormir. Usted gritaría. Usted no desearía decir adis. Y qué deseo saber soy si usted vio el coche el apresurar hacia mí usted se ejecuta inmediatamente a mí porque la vida no es ninguna vida más larga sin el usted ama. Sé lo que diría. Sé mis respuestas. Y qué deseo saber soy si vivo como esto por siempre. Y qué deseo saber soy si voy a sufrir este solo. Y qué deseo saber soy es usted que sueña con mí también. Todos Estes Lembretes“All These Reminders” Portuguese translation by Aeon Logan Olhe, sobre aqui, em meu quarto vivo. Você deixou um frasco vazio da cerveja na tabela da extremidade. O tampão, demasiado. E vindo aqui, siga-me, sobre aqui, na cozinha, olhe dentro aqui, vêem, você deixou algum de seu alimento no pantry. Uma caixa do espaguete, alguns enlatou tomates. E vindo aqui, no banheiro, Eu sei que você provavelmente não observará este, mas aqui, esta toalha, cheira o gosto você, é cheiros como seu creme raspando. E eu poderia jurar minha cama crumpled as folhas estão ainda mornas de você. Porque você teve que ir. Porque faz isto têm que parecer assim duro. Aprovação, olhar aqui, o telecontrole para a televisão está no braço da cadeira, onde você a deixa sempre. E o cocktail tabela, é empurrado para a frente em um lado porque você descansaria sempre seus pés nele. Em toda parte eu olho em torno de mim, Eu v algo que você afetou. Eu olho na cozinha. Eu olho no quarto jantando. Eu olho no espelho. Porque você me fêz este. Porque não poderia você ter feito uma ruptura limpa. Há ainda algumas de suas mensagens scribbled em sucatas do papel ao lado de o telefone na cozinha. E olhar, o descanso no couch é ajuntado acima de porque você poderia nunca começar confortável com ele. E sobre aqui, os livros de telefone estão para fora no contador da cozinha, você nunca pe-nos afastado, e aqui eles está, o assento imvel para fora de, eu terei que pô-los para trás no armário e olhar aqui, porque eu tenha ainda todas suas letras do amor enchido em uma gaveta em minha mesa. Quando você me deixou, porque o fêz tem que deixar-me todos estes lembretes. kinderen, kerken en vaderstranslated by Jean Hellemans, translated into Finnish, poem by Janet Kuypers het kleine meisje zei tegen mij “Ik dacht dat alleen vaders bier drinken.” En ik vond mezelf zoekend naar excuses voor het glas in mijn hand. Ik herinner me in de kerk te zijn geweest, als gast bij een huwelijk van twee mensen Ik wist het niet. Mijn afspraak wees me twee kleine jongens wandelend naar hun stoelen voor ons. In kleine witte pakken en cowboy laarzen, dit is centraal Illinois. En mijn begeleider zei dat hij zeker was dat deze jongens zouden opgroeien tot homo’s. en het ergste was dat hun vader de trainer was van de universiteits voetbalploeg. Ik denk dat ik lachte, maar ik trad hem bij Ik herinner me in de kerk , het was Kerstmis de familie van Eve, mijn afspraak stond op voor de communie, en alles waar ik kon aan denken was het zingen van de liederen heel luid, de woorden kende ik niet ik wist niet wat ik daar deed wat ik er verwachte. En ik bleef zitten, terwijl iedereen traag naar voor liep naar het altaar van de kerk Kleine soldaatjes op een rij de kleine kinderen in hun mooie kledij achter hun moeders en hun vaders. En het kleine meisje zei, “Ik dacht dat alleen vaders bier drinken.” Ik zag mezelf naar verontschuldigingen zoeken.
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One piece in this issue is “Crazy,” an interview Kuypers conducted with “Madeline,” a murderess who was found insane, and is confined to West Virginia’s Arronsville Correctional Center. Madeline, whose elevator definitely doesn’t go to the top, killed her boyfriend during sex with an ice pick and a chef’s knife, far surpassing the butchery of Elena Bobbitt. Madeline, herself covered with blood, sat beside her lover’s remains for three days, talking to herself, and that is how the police found her. For effect, Kuypers publishes Madeline’s monologue in different-sized type, and the result is something between a sense of Dali’s surrealism and Kafka-like craziness.
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Debra Purdy Kong, writer, British Columbia, Canada
I like the magazine a lot. I like the spacious lay-out and the different coloured pages and the variety of writer’s styles. Too many literary magazines read as if everyone graduated from the same course. We need to collect more voices like these and send them everywhere.
As for the fiction, the piece by Anderson is quite perceptive: I liked the way the self-deluding situation of the character is gradually, subtly revealed. (Kuypers’) story is good too: the way it switches narrative perspective via the letter device is a nice touch.
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I really like (“Writing Your Name”). It’s one of those kind of things where your eye isn’t exactly pulled along, but falls effortlessly down the poem. I liked “knowledge” for its mix of disgust and acceptance. Janet Kuypers does good little movies, by which I mean her stuff provokes moving imagery for me. Color, no dialogue; the voice of the poem is the narrator over the film.
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MIT Vegetarian Support Group (VSG)
functions:
* To show the MIT Food Service that there is a large community of vegetarians at MIT (and other health-conscious people) whom they are alienating with current menus, and to give positive suggestions for change.
* To exchange recipes and names of Boston area veg restaurants
* To provide a resource to people seeking communal vegetarian cooking
* To provide an option for vegetarian freshmen
We also have a discussion group for all issues related to vegetarianism, which currently has about 150 members, many of whom are outside the Boston area. The group is focusing more toward outreach and evolving from what it has been in years past. We welcome new members, as well as the opportunity to inform people about the benefits of vegetarianism, to our health, the environment, animal welfare, and a variety of other issues.
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Dusty Dog Reviews: These poems document a very complicated internal response to the feminine side of social existence. And as the book proceeds the poems become increasingly psychologically complex and, ultimately, fascinating and genuinely rewarding.
Some excellent writing in “Hope Chest in the Attic.” I thought “Children, Churches and Daddies” and “The Room of the Rape” were particularly powerful pieces.
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C Ra McGuirt, Editor, The Penny Dreadful Review: CC&D is obviously a labor of love ... I just have to smile when I go through it. (Janet Kuypers) uses her space and her poets to best effect, and the illos attest to her skill as a graphic artist.
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Dusty Dog Reviews: She opens with a poem of her own devising, which has that wintry atmosphere demonstrated in the movie version of Boris Pasternak’s Doctor Zhivago. The atmosphere of wintry white and cold, gloriously murderous cold, stark raging cold, numbing and brutalizing cold, appears almost as a character who announces to his audience, “Wisdom occurs only after a laboriously magnificent disappointment.” Alas, that our Dusty Dog for mat cannot do justice to Ms. Kuypers’ very personal layering of her poem across the page.
Fithian Press, Santa Barbara, CA
Indeed, there’s a healthy balance here between wit and dark vision, romance and reality, just as there’s a good balance between words and graphics. The work shows brave self-exploration, and serves as a reminder of mortality and the fragile beauty of friendship.
Mark Blickley, writer
The precursor to the magazine title (Children, Churches and Daddies) is very moving. “Scars” is also an excellent prose poem. I never really thought about scars as being a form of nostalgia. But in the poem it also represents courage and warmth. I look forward to finishing her book.
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The Center for Renewable Energy and Sustainable Technology
The Solar Energy Research & Education Foundation (SEREF), a non-profit organization based in Washington, D.C., established on Earth Day 1993 the Center for Renewable Energy and Sustainable Technology (CREST) as its central project. CREST’s three principal projects are to provide:
* on-site training and education workshops on the sustainable development interconnections of energy, economics and environment;
* on-line distance learning/training resources on CREST’s SOLSTICE computer, available from 144 countries through email and the Internet;
* on-disc training and educational resources through the use of interactive multimedia applications on CD-ROM computer discs - showcasing current achievements and future opportunities in sustainable energy development.
The CREST staff also does “on the road” presentations, demonstrations, and workshops showcasing its activities and available resources.
For More Information Please Contact: Deborah Anderson
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Dorrance Publishing Co., Pittsburgh, PA
“Hope Chest in the Attic” captures the complexity of human nature and reveals startling yet profound discernments about the travesties that surge through the course of life. This collection of poetry, prose and artwork reflects sensitivity toward feminist issues concerning abuse, sexism and equality. It also probes the emotional torrent that people may experience as a reaction to the delicate topics of death, love and family.
“Chain Smoking” depicts the emotional distress that afflicted a friend while he struggled to clarify his sexual ambiguity. Not only does this thought-provoking profile address the plight that homosexuals face in a homophobic society, it also characterizes the essence of friendship. “The room of the rape” is a passionate representation of the suffering rape victims experience. Vivid descriptions, rich symbolism, and candid expressions paint a shocking portrait of victory over the gripping fear that consumes the soul after a painful exploitation.
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Carlton Press, New York, NY: HOPE CHEST IN THE ATTIC is a collection of well-fashioned, often elegant poems and short prose that deals in many instances, with the most mysterious and awesome of human experiences: love... Janet Kuypers draws from a vast range of experiences and transforms thoughts into lyrical and succinct verse... Recommended as poetic fare that will titillate the palate in its imagery and imaginative creations.
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Dorrance Publishing Co., Pittsburgh, PA: “Hope Chest in the Attic” captures the complexity of human nature and reveals startling yet profound discernments about the travesties that surge through the course of life. This collection of poetry, prose and artwork reflects sensitivity toward feminist issues concerning abuse, sexism and equality. It also probes the emotional torrent that people may experience as a reaction to the delicate topics of death, love and family. “Chain Smoking” depicts the emotional distress that afflicted a friend while he struggled to clarify his sexual ambiguity. Not only does this thought-provoking profile address the plight that homosexuals face in a homophobic society, it also characterizes the essence of friendship. “The room of the rape” is a passionate representation of the suffering rape victims experience. Vivid descriptions, rich symbolism, and candid expressions paint a shocking portrait of victory over the gripping fear that consumes the soul after a painful exploitation.
Debra Purdy Kong, writer, British Columbia, Canada (on Children, Churches and Daddies): I like the magazine a lot. I like the spacious lay-out and the different coloured pages and the variety of writer’s styles. Too many literary magazines read as if everyone graduated from the same course. We need to collect more voices like these and send them everywhere.
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Mark Blickley, writer: The precursor to the magazine title (Children, Churches and Daddies) is very moving. “Scars” is also an excellent prose poem. I never really thought about scars as being a form of nostalgia. But in the poem it also represents courage and warmth. I look forward to finishing the book.
Do you want to be heard? Contact Children, Churches and Daddies about book and chapbook publishing. These reviews can be yours. Scars Publications, attention J. Kuypers - you can write for yourself or you can write for an audience. It’s your call...
Dusty Dog Reviews, CA (on knife): These poems document a very complicated internal response to the feminine side of social existence. And as the book proceeds the poems become increasingly psychologically complex and, ultimately, fascinating and genuinely rewarding.
Children, Churches and Daddies. It speaks for itself.
Dusty Dog Reviews (on Without You): She open with a poem of her own devising, which has that wintry atmosphere demonstrated in the movie version of Boris Pasternak’s Doctor Zhivago. The atmosphere of wintry white and cold, gloriously murderous cold, stark raging cold, numbing and brutalizing cold, appears almost as a character who announces to his audience, “Wisdom occurs only after a laboriously magnificent disappointment.” Alas, that our Dusty Dog for mat cannot do justice to Ms. Kuypers’ very personal layering of her poem across the page.
Children, Churches and Daddies. It speaks for itself.
Fithian Press, Santa Barbara, CA: Indeed, there’s a healthy balance here between wit and dark vision, romance and reality, just as there’s a good balance between words and graphics. The work shows brave self-exploration, and serves as a reminder of mortality and the fragile beauty of friendship.
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