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July 2005 / Volume Six / Issue Four | ||||||||||
Joel Van Noord | ||||||||||
Stranded in April At the same time I read a caption of how Asian dolphins are dying from pollution in unnamed rivers I can see a picture of astronauts in orange jump-suits smiling toothpaste commercial smiles with stubby thumbs raising a salute in elephant gloves. What am I to think of this? I also wonder if the same people protesting the removal of a feeding tube for a comatose woman with a 15 year old brain injury are the same people celebrating astronauts or protesting toxic rivers in America or Asia. And what is their connection to the anti-war protests and 100,000+ dead woman and children in Iraq. I too rationalize apathy and conjure false pretense for emotion. I’ve heard they implemented a subsidy for anyone willing to enter a persistent vegetable state. But that’s nothing new. In London I learned the progression of the most important buildings goes from Church to State to Business. I spent a winter farther south than I ever have before. And my crazy mind has attributed less snow and warmer temperatures to Climate Change. I studied that in school. But now, no one will pay me to express what I’ve learned. Wander random streets in pursuit of confrontations that will give meaning to the emptied. |
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