Ten Septembers Ago

September 9, 2011 at 7:29 pm (Uncategorized)

Are we really that clean? Do we dare do a thing like deserve to be this mournful for the country on this particular anniversary? Hiroshima + Saigon = The numbers in our history are staggering. Not that this generation is responsible for all of this or all of that, but neither is theirs. Who says we get to claim tragedy on the body of a nation with hands this dirty? We no longer need to get the spot off our palms, we need to keep the one spot left that has no treachery in it. In contrast, this is a beautiful land filled with fascinating and fantastic people, places, and opportunities. How can you not love that?

And the minutia of the thing: Could each city be any more city-centric? Living within the boundaries of the six one two, we shout about anything local from the rooftops. Is that good? Is it bad? Is it both in some way? Will the things that keep us together eventually draw us apart, or have the divisions drawn down party lines already cut deep enough to create a cultural gap… waiting to be filled with flood waters and debt?

Watching a movie about racing gave me some clarity and perspective about where we really are, and yet I do not know.


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Words for 8/26/11

September 6, 2011 at 3:05 am (Uncategorized)

It was a lot like the sun had gone down, but it was hiding behind loads of water clinging to ten thousand feet. Instead, we still had two hours to search the shore for color before the sun dipped into the loads of water clinging to the beach.

Spinning end to end, the air smelled like a fire was starting with only lighter fluid. The drift wood and gas station lumber were safe for the moment. Armed with coffee cups and Iowa distilled rye, we followed the steps back up to the surfside.

Wearing out my welcome in even the places I’m from, we made our way inland.

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