Dusty Dog Reviews The whole project is hip, anti-academic, the poetry of reluctant grown-ups, picking noses in church. An enjoyable romp! Though also serious. |
Nick DiSpoldo, Small Press Review (on Children, Churches and Daddies, April 1997) Children, Churches and Daddies is eclectic, alive and is as contemporary as tomorrows news. |
the boss ladys editorial |
Wanting To Stop Global Warming?well, think again... because life causes global warming
So Ive been writing about trying to do something about global warming (though at the same time saving energy for the long-term also means saving money in the short-term), but I remember vaguely that (A) Al Gore even said in the beginning of his movie An Inconvenient Truth that humans probably only account for less than 5% of any emissions that could contribute to global warming, and I also remember from researching (and reporting in the October 2007 editorial called A Different Light on the Global Warming Debate) that a lot of our efforts to try to be green make sense in the short-term (a hybrid car that uses electricity, or efficiency light bulbs versus fluorescent light bulbs) actually harm the environment (like the mining of Nickel for the electric car batteries completely destroying the land for the chance of any future life on it, or the man-made methyl mercury used for efficiency light bulbs which is a lot more dangerous than other forms of mercury that is just usually thrown away, or ignored when put into the recycle bin for glass).
So when it comes to driving to the store versus walking, maybe we should just shop online and not travel to shop (not a bad idea, I dont even have to get off my butt to order something I want). But no, dont worry, another article from Times can prove that idea wrong, with the headline Boom in internet shopping may be adding to carbon dioxide emissions. Shopping at home means I stay seated on my butt, but the boom in home deliveries has resulted in a rise in overall emissions from vehicles. So even though emissions from our own cars have dropped since 1997 with more efficient cars, that savings has been outweighed by the emissions from vans and trucks and other large vehicles to get our Internet products to us.
I read one more statistic that made me sick, and that is that trees, regarded as shields against global warming because they absorb carbon, were found by German scientists to be major producers of methane, a much more harmful greenhouse gas. When I heard that one, I had to research that more for myself, and found that Sid Perkins in Science News (in the article Greenhouse Plants? Vegetation may produce methane) discovered that Lab tests suggest that a wide variety of plants may produce methane in significant quantities. This means plants from grasses to trees, which threw many scientists for a loop. So do plants absorb carbon dioxide, but release methane (which is worse for the environment)?
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Notable Quotes
Have you considered why basic foos prices have gone up in the past few years? Well, the growth of corn for ethanol has cut back on our total corn supply. And check out this quote from The Economist (12/08/07): Fill up an SUVs furl tank with ethanol and you have used enough maize to feed a person for a year.
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And as a gift to you... in light of everyones interest in global warming, and if humans are doing so much damageto the environment, cc&d thought you should have a few carbon credit certificates of your own. Because hey, if Al Gore can make money selling carbon credits, we can certify these mock carbon credits for you... |
News You Can Use |
Papal Visit Commercializedfrom Awake!, August 2007When the pope visited Germany in 2006, manufacturers, merchants, ad hte tourism industry geared up well in advance to profit from his visit. The church too selected a business partner for exclusive marketing of paraphernalia. Souvenirs made available included rosaries, candles, bottles of holy water, coffee cups, caps, T-shirts, key rings, and Vatican flags. The newsmagazine Der Spiegel commented: The Catholic Church has its own fingers in the money-making pie, as if Jesus Christ...had never banished the merchants from the temple.
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In Huckabees Words...(commentary form the editor)
I Just listened to comments form Huckabee 01/15/08 during Hardball with Chris Matthews. A reporter said that on the day of the Michigan Primary, Huckabee was already in South Carolina, and he was reported as saying that (A) he is interested as President in amending the Constitution so that it could more specifically outline what God wanted, and (B) the U.S. should not allow immigration (legally) from any 3rd world countries who support terrorists, including the countries the 9/11 hijackera came from.
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Moon-ImagesAndrew H. Oerke
The moon is a fishing hole in the lake
It might be a floating round Rosetta stone
Its a flying saucer in slowmotion
Its a neon hammock in the sky;
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Silent MoonlightMichael Lee Johnson
Love lost
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The Boys and the BeesChristopher Thomas
I hadnt quite reached puberty
that time the boy next door had
nickels to rub him off with Crisco
By the time I was in the seventh
too old for me to do sleepovers
gave me the talk. He said girls
I learn to keep it in my pants. I
the neighbor boy was blowing in my
block. He said that as long as he had
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Manifest DestinyHank Sosnowski
Like Nosferatu rising, Then came you Now I dream of the shadows again
Come to me.
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BioHank SosnowskiHenry Hank Sosnowski, South Chicago born Polish-American followed his gypsy heart across America from Alaskas Aleutian Islands to North Carolinas shore. Following Brechts edict that an artist must First feed the face, then talk right and wrong, Sosnowski worked as a newsboy, caddy, fry cook, steel worker, blues musician, pipefitter, pool hustler/card shark, landscaper, railroad brakeman, auto part salesman, actor, warehouse manager, womans clothing rep, waiter, missionary, writer, Alaskan game warden, book store manager, morning DJ, corporate VP, marketing director, dishwasher, factory worker, car salesman, handyman, customer service rep, janitor, teacher, hot rod show promoter. Sosnowski currently lives and teaches in Reno, Nevada, inspiration for his one-man traveling show: Write Before Your Eyes! Hank the Revelator - Live on Stage 24/7! For one week, Sosnowski comes to town to write/perform/live on an outdoor stage replica of a 1930s writers; garret, melding written, spoken and performance art. Sosnowski is the winner of the 2006 Sierra Arts Foundation Writers Grant.
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During My Dreams I Keep AttemptingDaniel Walton
During my dreams I keep attempting
Waking moments arent much better. During my dreams I keep attempting...
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Kind of womanToy DavisWhen I was younger I was told Id be the kind of woman men married But that was a lie Im the kind of woman married men come to for fun Im the kind of woman who gets visited late at night Im the kind of woman who does what she has to just to get by Im not a kind woman
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POEM FROM THE
Kenneth DiMaggio |
ThievesJe#146;free
You stood like a tower of bones,
You swayed like a silk paper in the wind,
Your beauty
Your wisdom
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City of PainJames L. Daniels
She came to me in a dream
I ignored her at first thinking she were not there
She then relaxed the five fingers of her left hand
I continued to observe and wait for her next move
He then pointed to a place within the broken city,
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JUNKIEMel Waldman
In the end, he was a junkie. Always a junkie. He felt safe in his self-destruction. But how much destruction and pain in others did he cause? How many suffered because of him?
Was he a dreamer with great visions or a pragmatist? Was he Don Quixote or Machiavelli? Was he one man-or many men-or just a few power elite?
But this was the beginning... And of course, buried in the labyrinth of his psyche was a character flaw. I am a patriot and a dreamer. I pray that the American presidents were and will always be good men and that this disturbing hypothesis, that at least one was a junkie, is erroneous. Yet if its true... How honorable are junkies? Even the majestic ones here in the U.S.A. and world leaders around the globe? Beneath their masks, who are they? And who are we for blindly following them on the road to destruction? G-d help us, who are we?
A sharp woman once said: They say appearance does not matter. Its a lie! Appearance is everything! And for sure, to succeed, one must have pearly-white teeth!
I often say: Were attracted to charismatic people. But if we dont look past the surface, were going to end up in a lot of trouble-adrift in deep waters. And personally, I cant swim!
Ive been known to say: Dont listen to what a man says. Study his behavior! Scrutinize the SOB! If he makes a promise, does he keep it? And if he says-Trust me!-you know for sure youd be a damn fool to trust him.
In the end, he was a junkie. Always a junkie. But was he one man-or many men-or just a few power elite? Did he exist in the past or will he first exist in the future-becoming...in a dark metamorphosis...our beloved leader...hiding his dark side from us with a charming smile or lofty words as sweet as chocolate melting in our lost souls?
What are we if we choose blind faith over reason?
What are we if reason is unenlightened by faith?
What are we if we choose the Group Mind over individuality?
What are we if we are suicide bombers obliterating the holy landscape of our souls?
Who am I if I toss a grenade across the Waste Land of My Soul, blowing up my universe, destroying any possibility of redemption?
Who am I? Creator of my universe! Who am I? A man who contemplates the Mystery of the Junkie, the Secret of the U.S. Presidents, and the Eternal Puzzle: WHO AM I?
WHO AM I?
A JUNKIE!
WHO AM I? A JUNKIE BLINDLY FOLLOWING THE POWER-JUNKIE WHOSE CHARISMA AND GLIB TONGUE TRANSFORM ME INTO A VICTIM-JUNKIE RUSHING SLOWLY TO THE CLIFF...
WHO AM I?
A JUNKIE!
A LOST SOUL!
A PRISONER IN THE ADDICTIVE LABYRINTH OF SELF-DESTRUCTION!
A JUNKIE WHO CHOOSES TO LET GO OF HIS ADDICTION, TRAVEL THROUGH THE WASTE LAND OF A VANISHING SOUL, AND DIE IN ORDER TO BE REBORN! WHO AM I? WHO AM I? WHO AM I? I am on a journey through the Waste Land of My Soul. I choose to let go of my addiction to suffering! I choose free will! I choose to struggle on this endless night... I penetrate the Darkness... And perhaps...there is salvation on the other side of Reality! On the other side of Darkness!
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BIOMel Waldman, Ph. D.Dr. Mel Waldman is a licensed New York State psychologist and a candidate in Psychoanalysis at the Center for Modern Psychoanalytic Studies (CMPS). He is also a poet, writer, artist, and singer/songwriter. After 9/11, he wrote 4 songs, including Our Song, which addresses the tragedy. His stories have appeared in numerous literary reviews and commercial magazines including HAPPY, SWEET ANNIE PRESS, CHILDREN, CHURCHES AND DADDIES and DOWN IN THE DIRT (SCARS PUBLICATIONS), NEW THOUGHT JOURNAL, THE BROOKLYN LITERARY REVIEW, HARDBOILED, HARDBOILED DETECTIVE, DETECTIVE STORY MAGAZINE, ESPIONAGE, and THE SAINT. He is a past winner of the literary GRADIVA AWARD in Psychoanalysis and was nominated for a PUSHCART PRIZE in literature. Periodically, he has given poetry and prose readings and has appeared on national T.V. and cable T.V. He is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Private Eye Writers of America, American Mensa, Ltd., and the American Psychological Association. He is currently working on a mystery novel inspired by Freuds case studies. Who Killed the Heartbreak Kid?, a mystery novel, was published by iUniverse in February 2006. It can be purchased at www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/, www.bn.com, at /www.amazon.com, and other online bookstores or through local bookstores. Recently, some of his poems have appeared online in THE JERUSALEM POST. Dark Soul of the Millennium, a collection of plays and poetry, was published by World Audience, Inc. in January 2007. It can be purchased at www.worldaudience.org, www.bn.com, at /www.amazon.com, and other online bookstores or through local bookstores. A 7-volume short story collection was published by World Audience, Inc. in June 2007 and can also be purchased online at the above-mentioned sites.
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The Wet Mouse and the Dry MousePat Dixon
Some of us joke about pushing up daisies, others about starting a worm farm or becoming fish food. But our plans often pan out differently from what we expect, as Bobby Burnss Scottish laddie notes o mice and men when his plow shatters anothers home and scatters that others possessions.
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Sunday Nights with RosaBruce Adkins
I didnt expect a marching band to greet me when I came back from Iraq with my National Guard unit. But still, I thought it would be a time of joy and celebration after spending a long year away from home.
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A Public ViewingValorie Mall
Trouble was brewing there was no doubt about it. Eyes in the crowd glowed like burning embers. They wanted an answer and they wanted it now. Not later, not tomorrow, but now. With trembling hands the speaker approached a bank of microphones, shielding his eyes from the glare of television cameras. He cleared his throat and spoke as forcefully as he could under the circumstances.
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The ChallengeCherise Wyneken
Kate grabbed her purse from the floor. Youre nothing but a jerk-off, she said, getting up from the plush white sofa.
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The Superb New TimeEdward A. Rodosek
Sir, please put a red chip into the slot, if you dont mind. The entrance door was talking with a precise, sweet womans voice.
Ralph Morgan went to the bathroom. There he undressed, put four green chips in the slot, and four paper towels came out of the machine; towels were cheaper than a hot air drying. For another two green chips he got a spoonful of liquid soap.
The chip-changing machine in the lobby swallowed the old mans retirement card and poured out a handful of colored chips. Then the card slowly crept out with two new holeseight of them in all. Ralph knew that after ten holes the machine wouldnt return him the card at alland today was only the sixteenth of December. That meant from now on there would be no fancy meals, no beverages between meals, and no unnecessary spending on various small conveniences until the end of the month.
It was one week before Christmas. Despite the dense snowflakes that were falling out of the clouded sky, Ralph Morgan sat out along the main gardens path to catch some fresh, piercing air. After a while, some movement high above his head attracted his attention. Yesthat bird was undoubtedly a hawk. A hawk! The old mans heart leaped with joy and he felt an enthusiasm that he hadnt had for a long time.
That evening Ralph Morgan was sitting in the lobby, absorbed in his own thoughts. He knew it must have been after eleven oclock since the main lights were already off; it had been necessary to put a green chip into a slot every quarter of an hour to turn on the light again.
The Christmas Eve decorating of the main hall of the Perfect Home had begun immediately after lunch. The happy residents were hanging gaily colored paper ornaments and shining plastic trinkets all over the place. All were meant to decorate the greatest and the most magnificent pine tree ever seen in the Perfect Home.
Are you sure you want to go up onto the terrace, sir? the entrance door said.
Inside, the Christmas celebration was in full swing. The booming of the newest hit songs mixed with the vivacious shrieks of laughter of the residents of the Perfect Home in the perfect new era in the perfect world. Through one of the windows, somebody fired a rocket that burst into a thousand glowing sparks.
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Memorial DayBruce Muench
Killing another person should be a very personal thing. It shouldnt be throwing a sixteen-inch shell twenty miles through the air into some unseen island or ship. It shouldnt be sending a guided missile and watching it arch on a computer screen into human targets five hundred miles away. It shouldnt be dropping megaton bombs from an aircraft at thirty thousand feet.
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RANDOM FEAST: How Apathetic!G.A. Scheinoha
What is it with cops lately? Before someone jumps down my throat in their defense, Ill state the obvious: Yeah, theyre only human, prone to the same mistakes as the rest of us, yadda, yadda. Nobody expects them to follow a higher standard than everyone else. Just dont think theyre above the laws they enforce.
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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 writers 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.
Children, Churches and Daddies. It speaks for itself. Write to Scars Publications to submit poetry, prose and artwork to Children, Churches and Daddies literary magazine, or to inquire about having your own chapbook, and maybe a few reviews like these.
what is veganism? A vegan (VEE-gun) is someone who does not consume any animal products. While vegetarians avoid flesh foods, vegans dont consume dairy or egg products, as well as animal products in clothing and other sources. why veganism? This cruelty-free lifestyle provides many benefits, to animals, the environment and to ourselves. The meat and dairy industry abuses billions of animals. Animal agriculture takes an enormous toll on the land. Consumtion of animal products has been linked to heart disease, colon and breast cancer, osteoporosis, diabetes and a host of other conditions. so what is vegan action?
We can succeed in shifting agriculture away from factory farming, saving millions, or even billions of chickens, cows, pigs, sheep turkeys and other animals from cruelty. A vegan, cruelty-free lifestyle may be the most important step a person can take towards creatin a more just and compassionate society. Contact us for membership information, t-shirt sales or donations.
vegan action
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MIT Vegetarian Support Group (VSG)
functions: 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.
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.
Dusty Dog Reviews: She opens with a poem of her own devising, which has that wintry atmosphere demonstrated in the movie version of Boris Pasternaks 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, theres a healthy balance here between wit and dark vision, romance and reality, just as theres 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 You Have to be Published to be Appreciated. Do you want to be heard? Contact Children, Churches and Daddies about book or chapbook publishing. These reviews can be yours. Scars Publications, attention J. Kuypers. Were only an e-mail away. Write to us.
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. CRESTs 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 CRESTs 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 dja@crest.org or (202) 289-0061
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Okay, nilla wafer. Listen up and listen good. How to save your life. Submit, or Ill have to kill you.
Okay, butt-munch. Tough guy. This is how to win the editors over. 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. 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.
You Have to be Published to be Appreciated.
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.
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 Pasternaks 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. 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 writers 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.
Fithian Press, Santa Barbara, CA: Indeed, theres a healthy balance here between wit and dark vision, romance and reality, just as theres 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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