Lawrence Hall, HSG
You’re Going to Be
Okay
You’re going to be okay
Your feet hit the deck this morning
You offered up that cup of coffee to God
And He delighted in your happiness
Thursday, January 18, 2024
You're Going to Be Okay - poem
Wednesday, January 17, 2024
My Illegal Oxygen-ish Apple Watch - doggerel
Lawrence Hall, HSG
(Photograph taken 23 August 2023)
My Illegal Oxygen-ish Apple Watch
My Apple Watch ™ © ® has the oxygen feature –
Do I confess to the Law? Or to the preacher?
(My Apple Watch worked fine until it was messed up by the last two updates, which cannot be undone. When this thing fails completely I will find a cheap knockoff on amazon.)
Tuesday, January 16, 2024
Awaiting Cataract Surgery (Catchy title, eh!)
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Awaiting Cataract
Surgery
You can't get a cup of tea big enough or a book long
enough to suit me.
- attributed to C. S. Lewis
and others
I will give up my books
When someone pries my cold, dead hands from them
Companions of my youth, tellers of truth
Next to my heart when the mortar rounds fell
But now I see the world
As through a dark lens darkly, well enough
For most common household purposes
But those dear words on any page – not so
I never thought I’d say
That I’m looking forward to surgery day!
Monday, January 15, 2024
Our Former President Loves Us All - poem
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Our Former President Loves Us All
The People grant him power; he grasps for more
He asks them for their votes and for their deaths
His eunuchs tell us that it was just a joke
Like Two Corinthians walking into a bar
But when the folding chairs are folded away
And that one night of transient glory is over
The caucus captains and their caps depart
Cheap souvenirs tatted in white and gold
They stumble home through limousine fumes and ice:
“For a moment I was Somebody – it was nice”
Sunday, January 14, 2024
A Government Church?
Lawrence Hall
A Government Church?
We establish no religion in this country. We command no
worship. We mandate no belief, nor will we ever. Church and state are and must
remain separate.
- President Ronald Reagan, Speech in Temple Hillel, Valley
Stream, New York,
26 October 1984
Each American may his own conscience search
For by the Grace of God we have no national church
Cf. The Constitution, Article
VI and Amendment I
Saturday, January 13, 2024
To Accept Israel - poem
Lawrence Hall
To Accept Israel
“Israel
was not created in order to disappear - Israel will endure and flourish. It is
the child of hope and the home of the brave. It carries the shield of democracy
and it honors the sword of freedom.”
– President John F. Kennedy)
To deny Israel is to curse ourselves
For we are inheritors of the Covenant
That He should be our God, and we His people
He creates us, He calls us – this is so
He has given us prophecy and law
Cattle in the fields, fish in all the seas
And lovers, flowers, sunsets, songs, salvation
The Great Dance of Creation - and Himself
Let not the sinister whisperer divide us!
To accept Israel is to accept - everyone
An English Major Screaming at a Wall Clock - poem (and a mostly-true story)
Lawrence Hall, HSG
An English Major
Screaming at a Wall Clock
(A French officer would be too well-mannered to do that)
Passing from one office to another in quest
Of some elusive official signature
I saw a woman screaming at a clock
And heard her, too, because screams are like that
“She’s an English major,” someone said in explanation
“She and her boy Wordsworth are at it again
And meddlesome Coleridge keeps putting his oar in”
I nodded in understanding; Milton had mentioned it
A scholar should never scream at institutional clocks;
He should discreetly disapprove of them
Friday, January 12, 2024
Garage-Sale Rolodex for Seventy-Five Cents - poem
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Garage-Sale Rolodex®
for Seventy-Five Cents
I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed,
debriefed, or numbered. My life is my own.
-Patrick McGoohan as Number Six in The
Prisoner
The Rolodex was once a symbol of power
Of knowledge marshalled into sequences
Orderly sequences alphabetized by names
By names and cross indices of subjects and dates
Of enemies or allies or contacts, rarely friends
Condensed in ink on smoothly finished cards
Restrained in place by colored plastic tabs
Awaiting the stroke of an office tyrant’s hand
The Rolodex was subsumed within The ‘Phone
Thus still your life cannot be called your own
A Third Couplet for the Coup
Lawrence Hall, HSG
A Third Couplet for
the Coup
The president’s son humiliated our representatives -
They’re as useless as gas-station pregnancy preventatives
Another Couplet for the Coup
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Another Couplet for
the Coup
Presidents and their bangers bully judges, you see
So the laws apply only to you and me
Wednesday, January 10, 2024
He Won't Even Notice - a Bitter Couplet for the Coup
Lawrence Hall, HSG
He Won’t Even Notice
- a Bitter Couplet for the Coup
They cry that he is anointed of Jesus, that he saves
(His limousine will rumble over their poor graves)
Upon the Return of Artifacts to Wounded Knee - poem
Lawrence Hall
Upon the Return of
Artifacts to Wounded Knee
“We hope the spirits are on their way now.”
-Richard Broken Nose
A knife, a needle, an arrow, a pair of shoes
Some beads, a shirt, a drum, a tobacco pouch
A little girl’s doll, fragments of a pot
And tools for completing one’s daily chores
They are not artifacts; they are not displays
They are the ordinary necessities of life
Stolen from the dead hands of innocents
To be numbered, indexed, filed, boxed, and mocked
These things are sacred now, part of the Great Dance of Creation
We pray the spirits will come and take them home
As plundered items return to Wounded Knee, decisions await
(artdaily.com)
Tuesday, January 9, 2024
Endsville - didacticism not at its best
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Endsville
All in all, at the end of the day, and in conclusion, when
the curvy lady sings, when the truth be told, when all is said and done, when
the chickens come home to roost, when all the evidence is in, in sum, in short,
in brief, the bottom line is, we can only conclude, to conclude, in the end, so
as I said before, to sum up, and as Churchill / Gandhi / Harry Potter / a wise
man once said, therefore, all things considered, most importantly, taking the
facts into account, to wrap things up, on the whole, and most importantly, and
finally…
(I was going somewhere with this…)
Polysyllabic Aspirational Bourgeois Vanity (and, like, stuff) - poem (of a sort)
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Polysyllabic Aspirational
Bourgeois Vanity
(and, like, stuff)
Surrealism
A melting clock is not aesthetically pleasing
Nor is it of any utility
It celebrates chaos instead of life
And bullies us with a manifesto
Surrealism
Gives pale aesthetes topics for their idle hours
Surrendering imagination to cliches’
The endlessly self-referential I, I, me, me
(Another double-latte, if you please)
Surrealism
The republican’s derivative art is but
The emperor’s new clothes turned inside out
(And have you seen my serial
takes on Greek ikons re-imagined and re-envisioned as diatomic forms through
vegan egg-tempera on recycled barn wood as a repudiation of hidebound colonialist
oppressivist occupationist Orthodoxy by sequencing monks on Mount Athos as agnostic
Jewish fast-food workers influenced by the works of Dali and the Rapallo poets through
a motif of running wedges in asymmetric lines from a cosmopolitan image of
Heaven to a day-glow Wal-Mart beside a sea of transcendental bubbles which
symbolize my feelings when my latest grant was canceled? Hmmmmmmm? Of course
the straights don’t get it; their lack of imagination is why they stopped The
People’s funding I deserve so that I can make great art chiding them for being dullard
capitalist mechanicals. I do take all major credit cards for my works.)
Monday, January 8, 2024
End. Stops. Employed. As. Arguments. - poem (of a sort)
Lawrence Hall, HSG
End. Stops. Employed.
As. Arguments.
Learn. To. Code. You. Had. One. Job. End. Of. Fact.
Decolonize. This. Place. Best. Job. Ever.
Burn. It. Down. Get. A. Job. Not. In. Our. Name.
Not. My. King. Not. My President. Spot. On.
Worst. Day. Ever. Votes. Have. Consequences.
What. Could. Go. Wrong. It. Begins. Heads. Will. Roll.
O. M. G. Let. It. Go. This. Isn’t. Over.
Come. And. Take. It. Not. Just. Shut. Up. Just. No.
Shut. It. Down. Let. It. Go. I. Have. No. Words.
This. Ends. Now. End. Of. Story. Grow. Up. Full. Stop.
Sunday, January 7, 2024
The Elections of 2024 - poem
Lawrence Hall, HSG
The Elections of 2024
How sharply our children will be ashamed…
remembering how in so strange a time
common integrity could look like courage
-Yevtushenko,
“Talk”
1. Thesis (of a sort)
The nation shamble-shuffles erratically
Erratically to a lectern and microphone
A microphone on a Potemkin stage
While a bewildered audience feebly applauds
2. Antithesis (of a
sort)
The nation lemming-marches along the streets
Lemming-marches along with bullhorns and flags
Bullhorns bellowing in 5.56
The Gospel according to Saint QAnon
3. Recusancy instead
of synthesis
But I am an American, not a D, an R, a Q
My faith is in the Constitution, and maybe
In you
I Demanded to be Heard - short poem
Lawrence Hall, HSG
I Demanded to be Heard
When I was young I demanded
to be heard
And I was not heard, which
turned out for the best
Because I had almost nothing
to say
And that almost-nothing was
sodden with cliché
You Have Never Voted for a President - weekly column
Lawrence Hall, HSG
You Have Never
Voted for a President
You have never voted for a president, and neither have I.
Certain plaintiffs in certain states have recently petitioned
their state courts to bar a certain candidate from standing for the presidency
based on Section 3 of the XIVth Amendment. This states that no one can be a
senator, representative, or presidential or vice-presidential elector, or hold
any public office, civil or military, federal or state, if he (the pronoun is
gender-neutral), as a member of congress, an officer in the United States, a
member of any state legislature, or an executive or judicial officer in any
state if he, having sworn loyalty to the Constitution, “shall have engaged in
insurrection against the same (the Constitution).”
The XIVth Amendment was enacted following the Civil War
and in response to it, but an amendment is not limited in time and place. It is
active law, not a museum curiosity.
But how can a state presume to bar a candidate from a
presidential ballot in that state?
That leads us back to Article II, which states clearly
that presidents are elected by electors from each state, not by a popular vote.
Further, these electors from each state are appointed by the legislature of
each state, “…in such Manner as the Legislature may direct…”
The fifty states and the too-much-indulged District of
Columbia can, as a matter of states’ rights, choose their electors in any
manner they chose. Hey, it’s in the Constitution. And do we follow our
Constitution or not? As practiced the popular vote in each state is for
electors, not for candidates, and the electors then vote for the president.
Some states do not allow their electors to vote against the will of the
electorate, but some do.
Our clumsy system of voting sounds illogical, but its
function is to ensure that sparsely-populated states and districts are not
subjected to the votes of heavily-populated cities. Without our electoral
college (they don’t have a football team, though) our presidential elections would
always be decided by the west coast axis and the east coast axis.
This protection is similar to the constitutional
requirement that while the states send a number or representatives to the House
based on population, they each send two senators to the Senate regardless of
population.
All this is a little awkward, but it means that the great
population centers cannot use the rest of us – “flyover country,” “deplorables,”
and so on – as simply a source of raw materials for their industries and recruits
for their many undeclared wars, and dumping grounds for their garbage.
Under the Constitution the citizens of a state may indeed
appeal to their state legislature for barring a candidate from the ballot in
that state only based on the XIVth Amendment in that same federal
Constitution. It is a matter of states’ rights not only in the XIVth amendment but
in the Xth.
The argument that the President is not mentioned as an
officer in the amendment is specious, even a little desperate. No one in over
two hundred years has ever denied that the office of the presidency is in fact
and function the office of the presidency. The President is not in a position
of employment or contract; he is an officer.
The argument that the amendment does not apply if the
candidate has not been convicted might carry some weight except for the fact
that the authority for granting eligibility rests with a ¾ vote of the House of
Representatives.
Where the petitioners may have gone off those
metaphorical rails is presenting their petition to their state courts instead
of to their state legislatures. The state courts under the Constitution should
bounce this to their legislatures.
So why isn’t this taught in school? Well, it is; it’s
just that no 16-year-old is in the least interested in civics class. Nor does
he (the pronoun is gender-neutral) give a rat’s rear end for Shakespeare,
sentence structure, molecular theory, physics, algebra, or the food pyramid.
Geometry is kinda fun, though.
But they’re kids. They’re learning. We adults have no
excuses, and the language of the Constitution is clear enough. We have a duty
to perceive issues rationally as adults, come to conclusions based in law, and
participate in civilization as citizens of a great republic.
There are many elementals in civilized behavior – one is
that when we vote we often don’t get our way. That’s the deal. That’s our
Constitution.
-30-
Saturday, January 6, 2024
A Russian Christmas Card - poem
Lawrence Hall, HSG
A Russian Christmas
Card
For Tod and Max
I allowed the time, the year, the day to slip
And so I can only imagine a card for you
A Russian Christmas card in paper and paints
Of Christmas scenes from a happy golden time:
And let there be small children in furry boots
Dragging a little fir tree over the snow
Among artistically disposed squirrels and deer
To the delight of Father Christmas and the sweet Snow Queen
And let there be Saint Michael’s at the end of the lane
Its ancient bell ringing the ancient joys
While ancient stars and humble cottage windows
Give light to the faithful on their way to Mass
And let us be among them, as God will allow
Before the Theotokos and Child, kneeling now
Happy Orthodox Christmas, dear friends!
All the President's Mob - a re-post from 2021
(a re-post from 2021)
Lawrence Hall
All the
President’s Mob
Sedition batters past the capitol police -
As Congress, sweet harmless Merovingians,
Arming from a thesaurus of pomposity
Meet the attempted coup with lofty words
While hidden far away, lurking unseen
Our Leader screams into his telescreen
Moving his dementia along the Potomac:
Glorifying himself in the highest
Our government, cowering on the floor
Maintains that it will not be intimidated
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