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(Part II)

by
Veritas Caput


"He lifted the thick yellow hair from his forehead.
The scar showed, pale and puckered, on his right temple."

Brave New World
Aldous Huxley
(1939)


"You spoof of visibility in a freakfog."

Finnegan's Wake
James Joyce
(1939)



     Liberty's Author had loved the High Lonesome ever since that turbulent moment when the whirling presence of God rushed down into his teenage mind with a wounded tornado roar:

    
    "Excelsior!"

    He rises up from the tent canvas and wobbles around his leaning spinal column like a weary gyroscope. Semi-erect. Thinking anew. Rocking to and fro upon his knees in a groggy trance of bisyllabic iambiance as if dancing on the death bed of some prior incarnation.

    
    "i am, I AM!"

    From the gley bog of last night’s funereal fog, his hell-harrowing headache has launched its nightmarish lift out of swamp bottom at the bright morning advent of an indian summer sun just as Kahuna bursts tail-wagging through their tent door with his father’s prized Washington Senators baseball cap. Purchased by Lincoln at a 1965 summer Saturday matinee Minnesota Twins vs Boston Red Sox knothole game, the young retriever has fetched it for him from the beer-scented bleacher seat near last night’s campfire.
    Feeling like some homunculus hatched like a barleycorn fart from an overcooked peacock's egg, our cryogenic Daedalus, imprisoned for years on ice after being burned by the high heat of a mean beanball, tugs his tattered cap from her mouth, snugs it firmly down over a furrowed brow and messy camp hair, canine saliva drooling, trying to recall just how and when he'd originally misplaced it.
    Long since pardoned from those eruptive bouts of prairie dog radicalism which once politically tempted him, his aging mind feels momentarily oxidized into some kind of Copper Range weather vane, at one with Lake Superior's unforecastable atmospherics, hung in space here on this "Crossing Place" with nowhere to go but 'round, breeze-blown by an a posteriori experiment on pareidolia still awaiting concrete transfiguration, clothed only in what he's accumulated from coincidence and figuring perhaps, like flatulent hungover Falstaff, that it's 'better to be eaten to death with rust than scoured to nothing by perpetual motion'.

    On the other hand, perhaps not:

        " 'Tranquility Base here...' Lifting both arms parallel to the forest's water-logged floor, he fishtails his head from side to side in precise avian pivots. 'The Eagle has landed.' "

    His 18th birthday present from NASA where the celestial watchmen of world freedom had not woken in vain. Or so it certainly felt on July 20, 1969, four years following that Excelsior tornado which transformed him into someone whose mirrored image reflected a sudden traumatic absence of self-recognition --"Who is that? That's not me!"-- for he'd been then but a 13 year old boy subconsciously baptized by the spiritual shards of some ominously shattered stainglass vision and tasked to piece it all back together without knowing why or how.

        " 'By the waters of Minnetonka...' "

    Athalia coos the Lakota Sioux's northern plain song into his amateur naturalist ear as he bangs the black-n-white keys of her parlor game piano, all 88 of them facing a tomahawk chop sooner or later given enough parental patience on this Christmas Sunday morning where they sit side-by-side, MAJOR and minor, in strict rehearsal for their string-hammered rocket duet to Mare Tranquillitatis:

"Moon Deer loved Sun Deer
They loved through tears
Waters forever"


    Unobserv'd, by way of fugue-state, he's privately return'd to the childhood of mother's house and his, steam-hoisted from that faeth fiada mist now swelling within him to resurrect the unfinished mansion of an inestimable mystery.
    With copper "torch" in hand and mind's-eye adventuring, he gazes inwardly from his masthead crow's nest down past the wavy patina of fathomless time where pirate souls quicken and hearts drum submarine beats, our tent pole isolato dwelling not on annihilation but rather a necessary gathering of "20 Questions" he must perforce ask taskmaster Mom.

    
    "Again?"
        "Nineteen more times through this scrimshaw lattice and we'll winnow the wheat and chaff of your baby step ivories, son."
        "Nine-teen?"
        "Nine years old thee may be now but soon a teen thouest will be and therein's your gut-bucket gospel truth!"
        "O brother..." This being his latest fraternal exclamation of expressing masculine exasperation at her wily use of King James elocution for maternal manipulation which he'd adopted and co-opted courtesy of Dad who was "Man-of-the-House" AWOL during the holiday season way out west (and down under) in "Dreamland", frankly yanked away from his cyber-engineering position at Honeywell by some esteemed council of eastern seaboard eminence grises for clandestine assignment on another code-breaking Navy sabbatical with that "damn 'Underseas Systems' project" (as Mom was wont to air-quote) which the Twin Cities defense firm had been Grey-Ops'-ing at least since Dad transferred there three years earlier in the fall of '57.

    
    "Just a wee contrarian seabee drone me be," he'd confessed to her on their autumnal overcast airport drive, "quarantined in an oceanic hive with one quiet brilliant beautiful voice periodically pinging the sonar of my personal conscience. Yours, truly..."

    Lincoln couldn't confide to Athalia the exact location he'd flown for until Christmas Eve when, temporarily freed from honeycombed captivity within a classified government facility harbored fathoms beneath drifting Groom Lake dunes nearly 30 nautical leagues northwest of Las Vegas, he let it slip, on an all too brief shore leave by way of a phone booth cubicled inside Pinky's Polar Bear Lounge, that "Sin City's making me seasick for home sweet home."
    He sweet-talked her then from an extravagantly lit stretch of neon skyline, plucking familiar heart strings every which way he knew, elevating his morose mood with an imported Russian vodka martini vibe, Death Valley dry, shaken British Empire style and punched up by a vending machine pack of unfiltered Camels whose cellophane wrap he uncrinkled with a curvilinear flourish of solitary disgust and social exhilaration, ditching thereby last New Years' Day pledge to hop aboard the tobacco wagon and "ride it smokeless til '61", clanking down dimes like that profligate pacific theater persona he once poker-faced through a running numbers game of statistically risky prognostication and tilted roulette financing which underwrote a savvy bevy of promiscuous impersonations--sailing his fabled "seventh ocean" to oriental seaports in pursuit of gentleman rickshaw romances funded by gambling profits procured from loaded poop deck dice rolls and card-counting blackjack whose brief courtships led to implausible erotic denouements at the "Hotel Shanghai" he later multiplied and embellished into a prurient anthology of rarefied sex tales wryly raconteur'd with the shy monastic reticence of an upper midwestern rural sensibility anchored by a tenor church mouse belltone that never rang quite F Clef enough to suit the skeptical baritone chorus of his perpetually cash-poor shipmates.
    But could a shadowy species of spook work have found cohabitation within that chiaroscuran spectrum moiring wide and deep beneath the bow wave of Dad’s penitent pleas for wartime absolution, a twilit realm he’d carefully submerged beneath confessional misdirects with frothier surface admissions of mathematical chicanery and bungled pre-marital flings? Almost certainly. Christened “PENUMBRA” for conjugal detours into a binary blacknwhite code-language Athalia and he employed whenever conversing on nation state cloak-and-dagger, third world revolutions, extraterrestrial contact, extended family crises and other child unprivy what-have-yous at the dinner table—it periodically emerged in alphanumeric strings of letters and numbers no child could untangle from any thesaurus except perhaps Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland (though their ever curious son had unsurprisingly tried, commandeering a small spiral notebook, musket-loaded with pencil stub, laid like a blank napkin on his crumb-filled lap and standing sentry for scribbling on whenever gastronomical asides veered toward the inscrutable).
    It was at one crucial Sisyphean pivot during an erratic though incrementally upward sloping learner’s curve (which he’d accelerated unawares through a disciplined navigation of diatonic music’s dynamic unbalanced tonality whose shifting center of gravity, the “Circle of Fifths”, his mother had adapted into rigorous scale exercises for he and her as a way of mnemonically capturing the emotional tension and resolution of she and Lincoln’s arcane deipnosophistry) that….hmm, oh yes…the boy over-excitedly realized one night, while coughing up a half-chewed mouthful of spinach, those suppertime subtext transfers of his deceptive parents nearly always coincided with the non-appearance of a new moon.


        “ ‘I yam what I yam, I’m Popeye the Sailor Man!’ ”


    Buckshotting a bit of spit spinach into both Athalia and Lincoln’s eyes with a froggy sing-song affectionately if not quite accurately loyal to the cartoon seafarer’s voice, their ebullient prodigy made what may one day be rhetorically catalogued by millennial historians as the boy’s first inept attempt to enter into and triangulate one of their encrypted dialogues.


        “Equal temperament, my dear, equal temperament. Especially when we’re dining.” Mom always knew just what to say. “Now what’s all this about Popeye?"
        
“Sure, um yeah, could you please pass the olive oil. This salad’s tasting a tad dry.” Scrawling down Dad’s apparent nom de guerre then post-haste during their quickly whispered sparring match after she did:
“Idlewild North” –investigate
(to be continued)


My time-travelling charm for "Harrowing Hell": http://tinyurl.com/mgcya25

It's a brave new world,
Jf


11/22/13:

"The sun's o'ercast with blood: fair day, adieu!
Which is the side that I must go withal?
I am with both: each army hath a hand;
And in their rage, I having hold of both,
They whirl asunder and dismember me."

Blanch
King John



"As from the power of sacred lays
The spheres began to move,
And sung the great Creator's praise
To all the Blest above;
So when the last and dreadful hour,
This crumbling pageant shall devour
The trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live, the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky!"

A Song For St. Cecilia's Day
(Grand Chorus)
John Dryden
1687

Martyred in 3rd century by three sword strikes to the neck, St. Cecilia is the Patroness of Musicians.
Her Feast Day falls on November 22.

One,
Jf


11/21/13:

" 'I see the storm coming and I know His hand is in it. If He has a place and work for me, I believe that I am ready.' "

Senator Kennedy quoting President Lincoln
(July 4, 1960 in NYC)




"I saw three ships come sailing in on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day."

I Saw Three Ships
(Traditional English Christmas Carol)


My "Via Dolorosa": http://tinyurl.com/lyfpyw5

Two,
Jf


11/20/13:

"And when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him.
He is despised and rejected of men: a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief."
"He comes to us as one unknown, without a name, as of old, by the lakeside, he came
to those who knew him not...and sets us to the tasks which he has to fulfill for our time."


The Quest Of The Historical Jesus
Albert Schweitzer




My "Faeth Fiada":
http://tinyurl.com/kc54yus

Three,
Jf


11/19/13:




Frontispiece to the Book Of Durrow


Four,
Jf


11/18/13:


"Extol him that rideth upon the heavens...[snip]...the chariots of God are 20,000, even thousands of angels:
the Lord is among them...[snip]...his strength is in the clouds."


Psalm 68
(A Song of David)


"The story really began in the middle sixties, the period of the great purges in
which the original leaders of the Revolution were wiped out once and for all."


1984
George Orwell
(1949)



"The child of imagination is the child I fear."

Herod the Great

The Greatest Story Ever Told
(1965)


Five,
Jf



11/17/63:

Isaiah 53: 2-3



"And they shall look upon me whom they have pierced, and they shall mourn for him, as one mourneth for his only son..."

Zechariah 12:10


"The time is out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!"

Hamlet
(1601)

Six,
Jf


11/16/13:

"This country is going to say yes and Minnesota is going to be in the lead."

President Kennedy
University of Minnesota at Duluth
(September 24, 1963)

"For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of possible purpose working itself out in history"

Indian Summer
Henry Adams
(1899)




Seven,
Jf


11/15/13:

"And then, as we have taken the sacrament
We will unite the white rose and the red:
Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,
That hath long frown'd upon their enmity."

Earl of Richmond
Richard III
(1592)

Eight,
Jf


11/14/13:



"Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound,
Which sky and ocean smote,
Like one that hath been seven days drowned
My body lay afloat;
But swift as dreams, myself I found
Within the Pilot's boat
Upon the whirl, where sank the ship,
The boat spun round and round;
And all was still, save that the hill
Was telling of the sound."
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
(1798)


Nine,
Jf



11/13/13:

From a prophecy on the Mariner's Scroll once shredded into confetti over dreaming Endymion's head:

"If he utterly scans all the depth of magic, and expounds the meanings of all motions, shapes and sounds;
if he explores all forms and substances straight homeward to their symbol essences; he shall not die."


Endymion
John Keats
(1818)

10,
Jf


11/12/13:

"More white and red than doves or roses are;
Nature that made thee, with herself at strife,
Saith that the world hath ending with thy life."

Venus And Adonis
William Shakespeare
(1592)

T-Minus 11 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/11/13:


T-Minus 12 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/10/13:




Traffic jam of Chryslers rescued from the City of Bangor after she ran aground near Keweenaw Point in late November 1926

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep"

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Robert Frost
(1923)



Operation Northwoods: The Motorcade Begins its Winter Journey to Calumet

T-Minus 13 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/9/13:

"The Wall Street group turned the stock market into a maelstrom where the values of all the land crumbled away to almost nothingness.
And out of all the rack and ruin rose the form of the nascent Oligarchy, imperturbable, indifferent, and sure. Its serenity and certitude
was terrifying, Not only did it use its own vast power, but it used all the power of the United States Treasury to carry out its plans."


The Iron Heel
(Chapter X, 'The Vortex')
Jack London
(1908)

T-Minus 14 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/8/13:

"While I gazed, this fissure rapidly widened--there came a fierce breath of the whirlwind---the entire orb of the satellite burst at once
upon my sight--my brain reeled as I saw the mighty walls rushing asunder--there was a long tumultuous shouting sound like the voice
of a thousand waters--and the deep and dank tarn at my feet closed sullenly and silently over the fragments of the 'House of Usher'
.

The Fall of the House of Usher
Edgar Allen Poe
(1839)

T-Minus 15 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/7/13:

"In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed in the Maritime Sailors Cathedral. The church bell chimed till it rang 29 times
for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald. The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down of the big lake they call
Gitche Gumee. Superior they said never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early."


Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
Gordon Lightfoot
(1976)

T-Minus 16 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/6/13:

"Love, Strife and Death and that which is beyond Death; an atmosphere formed by the worship of Nature and
the enchantment of Memory; a combination of dance and song like the sweep of a great singing bird..."


Gilbert Murray on "The Major Spirit of Western Song"


"Well I hear you in the morning and I hear you at nightfall
Sometimes to be near you is to be unable to feel you, my love"

Edge Of 17
Stevie Nicks
(1981)


November is truth-telling season and thus a composer's personal confession: Stevie Nicks was my first songbird inspiration and remains to this day the melodic angel for all those muses who sang after. So for you and you and you, lyrics slightly altered, here is Havrylak's one-track take of Elton John's Your Song recorded on a "primum mobile" whim early one Sunday morning in the spring of 2005: http://tinyurl.com/ml94mly

T-Minus 17 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/5/13:

"Sura 18 is the apocalypse of Islam...[snip] Sura 18 opens up, silently, majestically, in the heart of the Koran the question, What lies beyond or after the Koran? [snip] Sura 18 is pregnant with the Sunni-Shiite split and the whole subsequent history of Islam. [snip] Sura 18, and the Koran as a whole, like Finnegan's Wake, shows us preexistent traditions, Jewish, Christian, Hellenistic, pulverized into condensed atoms or etyms of meaning... [snip] Out of this dust the world is made anew. [snip] In the tragic view of history taken by the Shiites, things went wrong from the moment the prophet died. The problem is, What comes after the prophet? The question is, Who is Khidr? And, What does it mean to be a disciple of Khidr?--the question at the heart of Sura 18. Pursuing that question, Ibn Arabi said that he had plunged into an ocean on whose shore the prophets remained behind standing."

The Apocalypse of Islam
Norman O. Brown
(1983)

T-Minus 18 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/4/13:

"He saw the problem before him as plain as a map. The fantastic thing about war was that it was fought about nothing--literally nothing. Frontiers were imaginary lines. [snip] It was geography which was the cause--political geography. It was nothing else. Nations did not need to have the same kind of civilization, nor the same kind of leader...[snip]... they could keep their own civilizations...[snip]...if they would give each other freedom of trade and free passage and access to the world. [snip] There would be a day--there must be a day--when he would come back to Gramarye with a new Round Table which had no corners, just as the world had none--a table without boundaries between the nations who would sit to feast there. The hope of it would lie in culture. If people could be persuaded to read and write, not just to eat and make love, there was still a chance that they might come to reason."

The Once And Future King
T. H. White
(1958)

T-Minus 19 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/3/13:

"The doctrine which they most strenuously inculcated was that of the transmigration of souls."

Julius Caesar on Celtic eschatology in The Conquest of Gaul c. 50 B.C.


"This is John the Baptist; he is risen from the dead; and therefore mighty works do show forth themselves in him."
Herod describing Jesus in Matthew 14:2
"But I say unto you, that Elijah is come already, and they knew him not, but have done unto him whatsoever they listed.
Likewise shall also the Son of Man suffer of them."
Jesus in Matthew 17:12






T-Minus 20 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/2/13:

"The philosophers of King Charles' reign were busy finding out the art of flying...the humour so prevailed
among the virtuosos of this reign, that they were actually making parties to go up to the moon together."


Addison & Steele
The Guardian
(July 20, 1713)

Turning back time tonight.

T-Minus 21 Days and Counting,
Jf


11/1/13:

"This is extraordinary," said the Wart. "I feel strange when I have hold of this sword, and I notice everything much more clearly."

The Once And Future King
T.H. White
(1958)
T-Minus 22 Days and Counting,
Jf


10/30/13:

"Kennedy, I think, wanted to be a writer--that was the thing that came across to all of us who knew him at that time.
There was never any talk about him going into politics.
At that time, he thought if anybody went into politics, it would be his older brother Joe. And that was it. "

Alvin Cluster, PT Boat Squadron Commander

T-Minus 24 Days and Counting,
Jf


9/22/13:

"His killing had no purpose, no reason or rhyme."

He Was A Friend Of Mine
The Byrds
(1965)

T-Minus 62 Days and Counting,
Jf


8/19/13:

Now this PS. From atop Great Sand Bay dunes one last northward peek at Big Blue. First elusive pastorale retreating step of his "Journey to the East"?


God Speed after Good Swim,
Jf


8/19/13:

Received pre-dated postcard from Havrylak today. He's backpacked his tent, picked up composing bush guitar and is hiking for Keweenaw Point. Says "3rd time's the charm" after watching the first 29:00 of 1965's Camelot ("which is all you really need to see").

Here the post card's front side:




It's "Orpheus Charms The Beasts" from frontispiece of Lodovico Dolce's 1553 "Transformationi" (as if you didn't know).

As Havrylak once sang: "Holy Toledo, Coyote: It's a Transformational Camelot",
Jf


7/4/13:


July 4th is for boys playing baseball and in 1962 here stood I, a Youth of Endless Summers patiently waiting for the perfect pitch.

Can you find me?
Jf


6/10/13:

"What kind of peace do we seek? Not a Pax Americana enforced on the world by American weapons of war."

Oval Office Dweller #35 at American University 50 years ago today

Love Rome, but still a Greek.

Can drone on no further,
Jf


5/31/13:

"It was his handiwork. He made it."

Avis Everhard on "The Revolution" and her "Man Of Many Turns"
The Iron Heel
Jack London
(1908)

Have a songbird-get-lucky summer and send us a scenic postcard from time to time, Havrylak (who's apparently opened a Twitter account, @HavrylakKern, to address the twilight vocalizations of his hyperborean vision quest),
Jf


5/29/13:



Four interior views of "The Ardis" at its multipolar peak during my creative time-travelling mania of the late 1990s
(for a much larger version of this photo click on ZZ- In My Room (1996-98).jpg at page bottom)

My primal scream therapy and musical goodbye to all that may be encountered by listening to the Park Ranger Music Co-op's Summer 1984 recording of the Doors' When The Music's Over which can be downloaded by clicking on the downward blue arrow located to the far right margin of its listing at page bottom.

Once a "War Room" and now an "Empty Tomb", farewell Blue Tabernacle and Evergreen Kaaba, my House that Jack Built and lifelong Holy of Holies.

The music when it's over, the music when it's over...

Havrylak (former Park Ranger Co-op singer-guitarist and soon to be endless summer's  "Roebuck in the Thicket" of Lake Superior's U.P. Wonderland, hiding like a prophetic dryad manuscript in the heart of an ancient oak tree at Wake Robin Lodge)


5/22/13:

Coming May 29th, a quadratic musical snapshot of my "Goodbye To All That".

Havrylak


5/20/13:

When what's-his-fucking-name invented the camera way back in the 19th century who knew then that someday the golden ticket aesthetic imperative of celluloid and video would sooner or later economically subjugate Western Civ's long-running artistic culture of music and literature?

"This new kind of celebrity is the ultimate ball, far more exclusive and decadent than even the most potent magnates of Hollywood's
studio era could have dreamed up. Their superficial diversity dangles before us the myth that in America, anything is possible--
even as the American dream quietly dies, a victim of the calcification of a class system that is nearly hereditary."

Celebrating Inequality
George Packer
No Swiss Cheese Head and yet, in generational cultural melancholy over what has truly transpired, a G. Packer Backer.

Chocolate Chuck Bucket (who retains a strong Vanilla Baby Boom admiration for handyman string-plucking Orpheus and bardic hand-writin' Homer over the Pool-Gazing Tele-Prompter Mirror of America's Collective Narcissisii)


5/17/13:

"No other branch of medicine has such a single text, and with so much power over people's lives. And that is worrying.
Because in no other branch of medicine is the scientific reality underpinning the pronouncements of doctors so uncertain. "

Economist on the DSM
The reductive and attenuating definition of humanity's mental diversity by Big Pharma's  secular belief system over the past few decades could be reasonably interpreted as an irrational refutation of that Natural Selection which provides the biological foundation for their soft science metaphysical speculations (and prescriptions), no?

Is an analytical "purification" of that wide-ranging mental speciation which our larger "humanity" has long been based upon a good thing?

Alf Wallace (who's always loved geological Time's durable mongrel mix largesse)


5/15/13:

From Somnium Scipionis (epilogue to Cicero's Treatise on Polity):

"Thou shalt be the one man on whom the community may lean for safety; and, in short, as Dictator thou must
needs reorganize the constitution, if only thou shalt escape from the unnatural violence of thy relations."

Cicero

"Hush please," said Scipio with a gentle smile, "lest you rouse me from my sleep..."

Africanus Minor

Gafurius


5/9/13:

North Country Dreamland
http://vimeo.com/65504232

WOW!

See you soon, Old Hyperborean Friend.

Jf


4/30/13:

"The great philosopher Karl Popper argued that the fallacy of conspiracy theories lies in their tendency to describe every event as 'intentional' and 'planned' thereby seriously underestimating the random nature and unintended consequences of many political and social actions."


Why People Believe in Conspiracy Theories
Sander van der Linden
Scientific American
We have always lived in a mad, mad, mad, mad world and history tells us that human misperceptions are a major contributor to this ongoing dilemma.

Pogo (who nonetheless remains a steadfast fan of America's "Open Society")


4/21/13:

"Laws and institutions must go hand in hand with the progress of the human mind"

From Panel Four of the Jefferson Memorial


No religious scripture or constitutional law can be composed of inerrant writ because language is itself inherently errant and the passage of time is always evolving us towards new frontiers of comprehension in understanding the way our living world really works.

Media hyperbole over the Boston Marathon bombing's larger significance (awful as it was for the unfortunate victims) is what Americans should really be worried about for it may prove one day to be an early Orwellian warning sign that America's military-industrial complex homeland security state, driven by the twin barrels of Big Oil and Big Gun, could once again lead us down a needlessly perilous warlike path for the benefit of no one but Big Money.

Abilene Ike


4/14/13:

Who's profiling true political courage and personal conscience this week in the Big Diamond?
Senators Joe Manchin and Pat Toomey, that's who.

Nice tie, Mr. Schieffer.

jf


4/13/13:

I never laughed more uncontrollably (even upon repeated viewings) than when frustrated truck driver Lennie Pike physically trashed nervous Ray and Irwin's rickety desert gas station in Stanley Kramer's epic comedy It's A Mad Mad Mad Mad World, first seen at a summer 1964 Saturday Matinee I still feel lucky enough to have attended when I did (a film every aspiring comedian needs to put on their kick-the-bucket list in fond memory of Jimmy Durante).

So long, Jonathan Winters, the funniest natural comedian to have ever graced the electronic scrims of our Baby Boomer post WWII era.

And happy birthday, TJ, whose generous little mountain library fell deeper and deeper into post-presidential debt as an ultimate gift for every American,
jf


4/8/13:

Thank you for today's oratorical passion in defense of the current common sense gun safety legislative initiatives, Mr. President. They may not be comprehensive enough to please some but it really is the many minor politically agreed upon changes which add up and matter over the long run of time, strengthening the health of human civilization's ever-evolving commonwealth.

baby steps,
jf


3/29/13:

"We don't care what your name is boy
We'll never turn you away"


Ferry Cross The Mersey
Gerry & The Pacemakers

Good Friday thanks to Forrest Wickman at Slate's "Blogging the Beatles" (http://tinyurl.com/bpho5qb) for alerting me to the You Tube video of Ferry Cross The Mersey
(http://tinyurl.com/cvetr6w) which is the first 45 single I ever purchased and whose wonderful B-side, Pretend, remains equally memorable to my teenage psyche. Liverpool's artistic colony was far more fertile than many remember.

We were hoping to upload more songs this winter but the pressure of my transverse carpal ligaments have numbed both median nerves ability to carry those empathic messages between hand and brain.
The curse of a lifelong manual laborer who has spent far more time communicating with his hands than with his mouth, I'm afraid.
I'm having both palms pierced next month in an effort to restore that diminishing sensation so please bear with us during this unavoidable delay.

Who can't love a new Bishop of Rome in love with that country boy St. Francis?

Your Good Doctor's "regeneration" proceeds apace (T-minus 239 Days and Counting).

May Spring's Rising Light Shine Upon Ye,
Jf (whose Cornish ancestors ferried cross the Atlantic Ocean's "Big Mersey" back in the mid-19th century and were thankfully not turned away)



3/17/13:

"The horse towards the music raced,
Neighing along the lifeless waste;
Like sooty fingers, many a tree
Rose ever out of the warm sea;
And they were trembling ceaselessly,
As though they were all beating time,
Upon the centre of the sun,
To that low laughing woodland rhyme."

The Wanderings of Oisin
(Book I)
W. B. Yeats

F. Scott


3/7/13:


White Horse, World Map and Golden Ruler
(2/26/1989)



2/28/13:

"If the next conclave were to elect a pope who goes down the same old road, the church will never experience
a new spring, but fall into a new ice age and run the danger of shrinking into an increasingly irrelevant sect."


A Vatican Spring?
Hans Kung
http://tinyurl.com/dxxbmb2

Thank you once again, Good Doctor and Old Theological Friend, for long ago visiting our New World Census.

Fellow former Ann Arborite and
incredibly shrinking man who continues to quest his way from that youthful springtime prairie fire nativity,
havrylak kern






2/16/13:

"Throughout history, it's not uncommon for women to be brought in to put right what men have put wrong."

E. J. Dionne
http://tinyurl.com/cg8qgpk

Good thinkin' linkin' and welcome to the goddess risin' sorority horizon of Iota Chi.
Pray the Vatican reformer puff of conclave chimney smoke rises up rose pastel.

Se La Face Ay Pale,
Guillaume Dufay


2/11/13:

"The parties aren't just divided on values and policy views, they're divided over epistemology."

Paul Krugman
http://tinyurl.com/bgywdtl

Welcome to the muddy foundation of my lifelong world, Good Sir.
Based on available evidence, I assume you've survived your deep Thoreauvian dive to the "Hard Bottom of Reality".
Caution: the ground is actually quite squishy here.

Henry "Higgs" Higginson
Navy Boson


2/8/13:

Havrylak experienced the Great Boston Blizzard of '78 from afar in Apartment 22 of Ypsi's  "Lake In The Woods" gated fortress while lost in the autistic thralls of composing When Music Comes Inside after another routine day of handyman maintenance for the local real estate empire of Motown's infamous Schostak Brothers (all true).

Sandy's Troubled Waters Return
Sail On Silver Girl

From the Nautilus Shell of La Spirale's Submarine Shipwreck fathoms below this webbed wind of New England winter,
Captain Gnomon


2/4/13:


Havrylak's Flourescent 1980s Summer Music Room Halo


Super Bow WOW and a Half, Sorority Sisters.
I can see your soulful suffrage halos too.

From Me 2 U,
Beyonde


1/29/13:

Buenos Dias, Twilighters!

Zorro


1/27/13:

"A spirit I am indeed: but am in that dimension grossly clad, which from the womb I did participate."

Sebastian
Twelfth Night

Shakespeare on his belief of when "conception" begins?

Safe and Legal but Rare,
Baby Doe


1/21/13:


Cheers to the High Art of Peaceful Presidential Transfer and Magnanimity To All,
Jf


1/20/13:

"Somewhere on the planet lies a thermostat that buffers it from dramatic extremes in temperature. (snip) ...liquid water is like
the miner's canary. (snip) What happened when the poles started to freeze about 30 million years ago? The shift from
hot to cold occurred at the same time that the levels of carbon in the atmosphere dropped precipitously."


The Universe Within
Neil Shubin
http://tinyurl.com/a75uong

OK, here's my two cents. My first guess was that the planetary thermostat must have been made by Honeywell because...am I right, Dad? (high five)... they are impeccably engineered and seem to last forever. Shubin argues however that the thermostat is connected to acid rain and geological erosion which deposits carbon in the sea where it sinks to the ocean bottom and is eventually then spewed back up into the atmosphere by volcanic activity thus regenerating the carbon recycle (please read the linked article).

Now my second penny. If the twin poles of this planet once shared a moderate climate prior to the Big Chill (and there is archaeological evidence to  support this -again, read the linked article), it might seem logical to root for global warming via burning stuff to create energy, right? More habitat for everybody. Paradise regained. After all, we could siphon the excess sea water, desalinize it, and irrigate the deserts. Here's a possible long term rub though. Has anyone ever actually measured the total weight of polar ice and determined exactly how it is distributed around the planetary axis? What if there is a lopsided proportion of that weight and this is what actually makes our planet lean at a 23 1/2 degree tilt with respect to the sun? What if that ice, due to global warming, suddenly reached a tipping point and the whole crystalline structure suddenly broke apart? Personally, I wouldn't want to be living near the coastline of any ocean or large lake then (for there would be a whole lotta sudden sloshin' of liquid canary goin' on if you catch what I'm whistlin').

More to consider in the larger picture and long run of things,
Japheth the Singing Miner (3rd Son of Noah and emerging longtime fan of what may well have been a lush tropical antediluvian global climate)


1/18/13:

"...he dared to write his autobiography in colossal cipher..."

The Poet
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Feelin' frisky and don't know why,
Jf (whose first baseball glove was signatured "Mudcat" Grant and whose last baseball glove was autographed "Catfish" Hunter -both true)


1/17/13:

Let me get this straight. There's this Notre Dame football player from Hawaii named "Manti T'eo" of whom, Hand to God, I'd never heard of until channel surfing cable news today and he's got this girlfriend who was in a car accident who then later dies of leukemia but it turns out she never really existed at all?

"The Gipper" is rolling over in his grave, and he seems to be smiling.

Someone should get this kid a publishing contract and hey, while you're at it...

Veritas Caput


1/16/13:

"Today, nine nuclear states have stockpiled perhaps 20,000 nuclear weapons, many of which dwarf the weapons dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki."

Deafness At Doomsday
Lawrence M. Krauss
http://tinyurl.com/aen6x3r

Since we're speaking on sensible firepower regulations these days, why not aim for the larger picture and long run too?
Sooner's better than too late.

Jf


1/14/13:

Love you, Dede, in (and with) all six flavours.

Lepton


1/12/13:

Minor corrections and changes for the New Year's Eve edition of the Book Of Life (Attachments #3 and 4 at page bottom) uploaded today, all within the last four pages. Click blue arrow at far right of either attachment to download.

Que Sera,
Your Friendly Neighborhood Post-Production Editorial Board


12/31/12:

Part I of Veritas Caput's Book Of Life (5 chapters, 50 pages) uploaded today in Word and Pdf (Attachments #3 and #4 at page bottom) after tarrying far too long.

A spare and simple demo of Havrylak Kern's Till The End Of Time, 9th song of the "Aquarian Nativity Play" 4Q521 uploaded so far, is also now available for download as Attachment #30. It's an old-fashioned ballad for the fairer sex that seems a nice fit for both New Year's Eve and the last few pages of today's Book Of Life upload. Use of headphones for optimum sound quality highly recommended.

Happy 2013 Everyone,
Jf


12/27/12:

America's Door Opener
http://tinyurl.com/bva43rd

By George he's finally got it,
Ma & Tom Joad


12/25/12:


"First Spinning of the Tornado Dreidel"
(Christmas Morning 1951 in Owosso)

Being that it's a bit of a cliffhanger, we've bumped the new 50 page Book Of Life upload to New Year's Eve.

Mary Christ Mass Everyone,
Jf


12/16/12:

"That horror cannot be blamed on just one unhinged person. It was the sacrifice we as a culture made, and continually make, to our demonic god."
http://www.nybooks.com/blogs/nyrblog/2012/dec/15/our-moloch

Amen Mr. Wills,
Fastest Gun in the West


12/15/12:

The systematic mission creep of introducing semiautomatic weapons into America's civilian population combined with the decadent marketing of explicitly graphic violent death and corpse-porn utterly absent of moral purpose (not to mention the cynical promotion of excessive security and survivalist measures which only further radicalizes American culture in the direction of paranoia and fear) is proving to be a very profitable enterprise for the larger military industrial complex of arms makers and those media propagandists and financial profiteers who service them, but it is becoming a destructive desensitizing divide-and-conquer calamity for the rest of us who more and more feel like we're being repetitively trapped in the suicidal circular gunfire of self-inflicted terrorism.  --this once carelessly written paragraph was conscientiously rewritten by a cooler headed Jeremiah on 12/22 for the sake of accuracy and clarity 

If this latest numbing lamentation of mutual grief created by mass murder does not lead to common sense regulatory reforms by our public servants in Washington and a moral rethinking in Hollywood then, sooner or later,  we will collectively strangle a once extraordinary experiment in political liberty and surrender our freedom to those fear-mongering salesmen who've long profited from rhetorically bullying or seducing the basest impulses of the mass audience for a mere love of money.

In one way or another we are all complicit in this national guilt, either aggressively or submissively, and we all know it.

That may be what makes it so hard to change those aesthetic styles and legal policies which make indiscriminate war on the most innocent among us.

Saddened Beyond Prophecy,
Jeremiah


12/7/12:

From the Shah of Iran to Saddam Hussein to Bashir Assad and many others, anyone who really wants to understand where the Middle East acquired it's "Iron Curtain" tyrannies would do well in listening to Anne Applebaum's audio interview on the "Stalinist Template" at Slate: http://tinyurl.com/al4qfxh

Happy Holidays,
Larissa and Yuri


11/22/12:

"O most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope the Lord's anointed temple and stole thence the life of the building."

Macbeth
Act II Scene I

There was no 2012 summer quarter winner this year, but our New Mucker's Book Club fall quarter recipient of the "Golden Shovel" is Chrystia Freeland's Plutocrats: The Rise of the New Global Super-Rich and the Fall of Everyone Else  http://tinyurl.com/7xhc79q
It's the first time our "Book Club" award has gone to an actual book.
The shovel itself is metaphysical.

"I had lost all sense of direction. But the signs--"Evacuation Route"--continued. Of course, it is the planned escape route from the bomb
that hasn't been dropped. Here in the middle of the Middle West an escape route, a road designed by fear. In my mind I could see it because
 I have seen people running away--the roads clogged to a standstill and the stampede over the cliff of our own designing."


Travels With Charley
John Steinbeck
(1962)

Back on Christmas Morn with a tardy time-traveller's gift, the first 50 pages of Veritas Caput's Book Of Life,
The Doctor (whose long regeneration proceeds apace, on schedule for completion T-Minus 365 Days and Counting)


11/7/12:


"To know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls...forever alive, forever forward...will you come travel with me?"

Song Of The Open Road

Leaves Of Grass
Walt Whitman

With paraphrasing apologies to Manhattan's Civil War Poet, Star Child-Man plays his 21st Century Silver Ball.

Scott Hayden,
Chequamegon Bay


11/3/12:


Forward



T-Minus 4 Days and Counting,
Havrylak & Kahuna (your frontier trail guides for our long twilight vision quest ahead)


11/2/12:



"He'd traveled these millions of miles in search of mystery; and now, it seemed, the mystery was coming to him."

2001: A Space Odyssey
(Grand Central, Chapter 41)
Arthur C. Clarke



11/1/12:

"The staggering question that now arises is, what will be the next stage of man's religious progress? Is Christianity
the crowning achievement in the development of religious thought or will there be another religion more advanced?"


The Influence of the Mystery Religions on Christianity
Martin Luther King Jr.
http://tinyurl.com/a98bhk2

"Twofold always. May God keep us from Single Vision and Newton's Sleep."

William Blake

T-Minus 6 Days and Counting,
Japheth (Third Son of Noah, Keeper of Brothers Shem and Ham)


10/31/12:

"Ford To City: Drop Dead"

The (N.Y.) Daily News
October 30, 1975
http://tinyurl.com/99yndca

They reported.
You believed?

Blessed are the Brother's Keepers.

T-Minus 7 Days and Counting,
CK


10/30/12:

"In the Maelstrom of this Old World End's confusion
Churns that New Mystery we demand"

Manitou
Havrylak Kern

For more on the cyclonic Fugiwhara "twin pillar" design of "Mother Superior's Imperfect Storm" and perhaps even the Bounty shipwreck, see 9/25 post below.

"Since He's a silent God, He talks in deeds, in events, and we have to learn His language."

Isaac Bashevis Singer
N.Y. Times
October 23, 1968

T-Minus 8 Days and Counting,
HK


10/29/12:

"To the press alone, checquered as it is with abuses, the world is indebted for all the
 triumphs
which have been gained by reason and humanity, over error and oppression."

Virginia and Kentucky Resolutions
(1799)
Thomas Jefferson

Praise be the diggers and fact-checkers who daily guard the thin blue line between professional journalism and tabloid sophistry.

T-Minus 9 Days and Counting,
CK


10/28/12:

T-Minus 10 Days and Counting with more to Daily Planet come.

Jack Armstrong
All-American Boy


10/21/12:

You were another one of the great Upper Midwestern leftist visionaries on the right side of History when it really mattered during a time of cultural turmoil, Senator McGovern, and you will forever be remembered for that.

I voted for you in the first year that I was eligible to do so for President in the youthful hope that you perceived America in the role not of Imperial Rome, but rather as that of Democratic Athens, enlightening the larger world with our knowledge, common sense and compassion and not the brutal excesses of military might.

Jf


10/15/12:

"The conservative political class recognizes that the halcyon days of shared growth, with the United States leading the world economy, may be over."

Thomas B. Edsall
N.Y. Times
http://tinyurl.com/ckvnljn

Thank you, Dr. Gordon, for speaking truth to America's Shrinking Pie.

From Sleepy Hollow,
Jack O'Lantern


10/13/12:

"The desire to strive is inversely proportional to the suspicion that the game is rigged."

Too Big To Fail
George Will
http://tinyurl.com/8nyemqn

October's still full of ball diamond magic.
Let every candidate and voter peruse the populist people's wisdom shown in this sparkling column.

The Natural


10/11/12:

The whole civilized world roots for you, Malala Yousufzai!

Jf


10/1/12:

R.I.P. Barry Commoner.

Thank you for your pioneering work in helping to "fully cage the nuclear beast" of atmospheric testing, pathfinding Baby Boomer environmentalism and showing others how to make ecological peace with the decentralized bioregional realities of Mother Earth's  "Living World".

I couldn't vote for you in 1980, but I did seriously consider it.

James Oliver Curwood



9/25/12:

"The time to choose has come
An Old Way's now undone
Everyone can hear the Morning Call
There is no other choice
So let us all give voice
For Peace on Earth
Goodwill to All"

Manitou
Havrylak Kern
(1991)

First ham short-waved by "Radio Free Japheth" on Christmas Day 1991, an mp3 of Manitou aka Manna Two (Attachment #24 at page bottom) uploaded today, the 2nd of 4Q521's twin pillars (complementing thereby Dominion of Love) and the 8th song of our "Aquarian Shipwreck" so far salvaged from Mother Superior's Imperfect Storm.

"So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth:
It shall not return unto me void,
But it shall accomplish that which I please"


Isaiah 55:11
King James Bible

Hear that Bashir, Mahmoud and all the other practicing or aspiring totalitarian regimes out there?

Now it's off to vespers prayer on this perennial "Holiday of Hiding" to appeal a multi-denominational peer-reviewed charge of religious blasphemy, weigh the grieving heart of my personal conscience and seal God Almighty's judgement on those First Amendment liberties daily inscribed within Veritas Caput's Book Of Life (the ending of whose first 5 chapters, through an endless evolutionary process of rewriting and extension, remains scheduled for re-upload in late October or early November of this crucial election year).

"...hee unobserv'd home to his Mother's house private return'd."

Paradise Regain'd
John Milton

(1664)

Happy Holy Days with an All-Rounded YEA,
Havrylak Kern


9/9/19/9/12:

Though I fail to see how Romney Policy differs much from Obama Policy on solving the larger systemic problems we all face, I find much to applaud in George Will's provocative "Pigskin Progressivism" (http://tinyurl.com/9smekm6)
that in turn brought to mind a Christopher Lasch essay titled "Democracy and the Crisis of Confidence" published in the early 1980s by Sheldon Wolin's political journal democracy from which I paraphrase three paragraphs:

The goal of social reconstruction, argued William Morris, should have been not to replace human labor by labor-saving machines but to make work artistic and varied. Capitalism had debased the pleasure of creation by turning it into a wage relation, and a utopia based on equal pay for equal work merely carried the logic of capitalism to its conclusion. The poverty of the progressive and socialist Left appears most clearly in its failure to criticize the industrial division of labor and its political consequences—the root cause of all those forms of misery and injustice that are peculiar to modern society.

The underlying principles of industrial civilization—the separation of planning from the execution of tasks, of living from working, of expertise from experience, continue to find almost automatic acceptance as part of the inexorable march of historical progress. What if industrial civilization should prove to have been itself an aberration in the course of history, not its climax?

A radical movement capable of offering a democratic alternative to corporate capitalism will have to draw on traditions that have been dismissed or despised by 20th century progressives and only recently resurrected by both scholars and environmentalists, community organizers and other activists. It will have to stand for the nurture of the soil against the exploitation of natural resources, the family against the factory, the romantic vision of the individual against the technological vision, and localism over democratic centralism.

If you want to know where November's election is truly headed, study October's "Ball Diamond Debates".

Keep It Natural,
Roy Hobbs



8/27/12:

"And God said unto Moses, I AM THAT I AM: and he said, thus shalt thou say unto the children of Israel, I AM hath sent me unto you. And
 God said moreover unto Moses, Thus shalt thou say unto the children of Israel, the LORD God of our fathers, the God of Abraham,
the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, hath sent me unto you: this is my name forever, and this is my memorial to all generations."


Exodus 3: 14-15
King James Bible


If the Calculating Knight of Global Feudalism truly meant to reference Popeye the Sailor, he would have said "I Yam What I Yam" (Wikipedia it)

Olive Oyl (who knew Popeye, who worked with Popeye, and who has her own understanding of "Latter Day Saints", the God of Isaac's whirlwind purposes and why it's now important to join the Obama Campaign whose wise blueprint to rebuild the foundation of this country's economy from the bottom up will in the long run be good for the many and not just for the few)


8/25/12:

"Excelsior! We're going to the moon! Excelsior!"

Ku
rt Vonnegut
NY Times Magazine
July 13, 1969


Ever Upward, Neil Armstrong and NASA!

Jf (who faithfully watched Astronaut Armstrong's breathtaking first step onto the lunar dust of Mare Tranquilitas on the evening of his own 18th birthday and felt himself officially turning into a man)



8/18/12:


In their own extraordinarily articulate words:
http://nplusonemag.com/pussy-riot-closing-statements


Best Wishes to All Three,
Havrylak



8/16/12:

Formerly the frontispiece of a two song medley back-ended by Maha Dinah (Attachment #23 at page bottom), an mp3 of Havrylak Kern's Senora Del Lago uploaded singularly today (Attachment #28 at page bottom). Both of them can be freely listened to or downloaded by clicking on the downward blue arrow located to the far right of each song's name.

"Wow...the flying saucers have landed at last!"

Buzz Jessup
Loving You
(1957)

Perhaps they can repair that leaking crack in my northern hemispheric ceiling.

"Stella Mare Tranquilitas" Birthday Wishes to Bodily Girl's Heavenly Assumption,
Deke "The Kid" Rivers (whose kynosoura welcome-waggin's today's tail end of yet another annual lunar-cycle long "Merry Dog Star Christmas")


8/11/12:

Imagine this.

An election season defined by very specific policy arguments over how to responsibly balance America's  long term family budget.

Might actually become a genuine teachable moment for all of us if it is conducted with intelligence, wisdom and grace.

Welcome to our great national debate, Congressman Ryan, and best of luck with your bright moment in the political sun.

Jf (who wishes simply to raise everybody's game)


8/6/12:

GO ROVER!


8/2/12:

"To generalize is to be an idiot...he who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars."

William Blake

Good Night, Jon-Boy, and keep on writin' your wonderful wit,
Scott Hayden



7/30/12:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_Is_a_Racket


Happy Birthday Ol' Green Eyes!

The Root of Jesse


7/28/12:

Terrific Wuthering Tumult, Mates!

Heathcliff


7/27/12:

GO LONDON!


7/23/12:


In the collaborative humane spirit of regulatory policy reform based on simple empathy and common sense, I've undertaken some system maintenance today with respect to our mp3 attachment order, re-uploading the disorderly offenders so they actually appear in alphabetical sequence at page bottom.

For the observant, since these songs don't seem to be flying off the Amazon.com shelves, four new mp3s corresponding to Chapters 2-5 of Veritas Caput's  Book Of Life
have also been made available down below. That's right, more free stuff. What's a poor boy to do? These foundational tunes of the musical-literary house currently being built are given as a gift outright for everyone interested because they may help make sense of the larger narrative now in progress.

Finally, the formerly uploaded Book Of Life conclusion to Chapter 5 is being rewritten, extended and aimed at a late October deadline just to make peace with today's upload of When Music Comes Inside (mp3 attachment #33 at page bottom) which looks more and more likely to become the musical key for understanding much that is creatively unfolding in real time.

Until next time, back to angel wrestling with the dragon-hoarding lobbyists of Washington, Wall Street and the NRA,
"Boston" Jack


7/20/12:


"The lament of Tammuz-Adonis did not fall simply in 'late summer', it took place in the night between July 19 and 20, the exact date which marked
 the opening of the Egyptian year, and remained to determine the Julian calendar. For 3000 years it had marked the heliacal rising of Sirius."


Hamlet's Mill
Giorgio de Santillana and Hertha von Dechend
(1969)

 
Movie character Betty Casey revived a modern precedent for celebrating "Christmas in July" by tugging on a toy dog's ear in the classic 1940 Preston Sturges screwball comedy of the same name, reminding us subliminally of that bright and morning guidance shone by man's best friend in annually transcending the sacrificial burdens of our daily human grief. 

So have yourself a Merry Dog Star Christmas and "hang a shining star upon the highest bough" for after every dark night descends a new sun also rises,
Moondoggie


7/6/12:

 

Now that journalistic interest has had a chance to scratch n sniff the perfumed "glue" paparazzi'd  by CERN's Large Hadron Collider (could it be that Schrodinger's Cheshire Cat may have more than just a Winter Wonderland Smile, perhaps even momentary revelations of minute mass that hold our whole cosmic house together?), it might be time to move this evolving operation toward a more pragmatic groove.

 

Take this wise counsel fetched from somewhere within the Austin city limits:

 

Workingman's Constitution

William E. Forbath

http://tinyurl.com/72x8eeh

 

Meanwhile, guess I'll be summer camp hiding within that Isaiah 45:15 frontier I love too much, if only to find refreshing refuge from this scorching heat and dream up something new.

 

Vivre heureux, vivre cache,

John D.O.E. (Doctor of Elusivity)

 

 

7/3/12:

 

So long Sheriff Taylor and thank you for anchoring one of the very best character-driven series that Hollywood (and we tv viewers) ever lucked into.

 

Long live Aunt Bee, Opie, Barney Fife, Gomer and Goober, Helen and Thelma Lou, Floyd the Barber and Otis the Town Drunk (among so many others too numerous to mention),

Jf

 

ps: Happy Birthday to Hopscotch Sis and please yell "Hi!" at the Lochness Monster for me.

 

 

6/28/12:

 

"Congress are authorized to defend the nation. Ships are necessary for defense; copper is necessary for ships; mines,

necessary for copper; a company necessary to work the mines; and who can doubt this reasoning who has ever played at

'This is the House that Jack Built'? Under such a process of filiation of necessities the sweeping clause makes clean work."

 

Thomas Jefferson

(On the U.S. Constitution's "Necessary and Proper Clause")

 

Deft Chief Justice deployment of the double-edged sword, Doctor Roberts.

Health and Cleanliness being next to Godliness, the two houses are in continual need of renovation (as are our minds and bodies).

 

Many thanks in perpetuity,

Little Thomas

 

 

6/27/12:

 

Lewis Lapham is still alive and writing and that is very good news for those of us who yearn to decipher the larger historical picture of America's ascent into that international global theater of 2012 which now economically orchestrates us all, near and far, for better and for worse. 

 

Magic and the Machine

http://www.salon.com/2012/06/25/magic_and_the_machine_salpart/

 

I still have a hard copy stack of Mr. Lapham's Harpers columns from the 1990s (which I will be revisiting soon along with Henry Geiger's Manas essays from the 1970s-80s) and I seem to recall that Lewis and his magazine's contributors then were among the first to assert the blue-collar perils of the passing of NAFTA (which basically allowed Big Capital to chase Cheap Labor the world 'round undermining thereby the hard fought humanitarian rights of America's Middle Class).

 

The larger political human battle is and always has been between Property Right$ and Human Right$.

 

Let the Big Money Bipartisan Battle begin,

El Buqat of Truth

 

 

6/20/12:

 

From Summer Solstice 2005, an mp3 of Derecho uploaded today (Attachment #15 at page bottom --click on downward blue arrow to the far right of the song's name).

 

Sumer Is Icumen In,

HK

 

 

6/17/12:

 

This above all, to thine ownself be true... [for]... thou canst not then be false to any man.

 

Polonius (to his son Laertes)

Hamlet

(precisely paraphrased from Act I Scene III)

 

Still the best Father's Day Advice ever given and I thank you Dad for once giving it to me,

Jf

 

 

6/16/12:

 

Behold the mansion reared by dedal Jack

Built by time's ruin

This is the postcreation

 

Ulysses

(loosely paraphrased from Oxen of the Sun)

James Joyce

 

"All wanderers and beggars come from Zeus," [said the forester to his hangdog derelict in disguise] "which is why we must welcome them." (from the 1961 Robert Fitzgerald translation of Homer's Odyssey)

 

Here's looking at you Stephen Hero and Leopold Bloom,

Your "Man of Many Turns...Born for Trouble...Forlorn...Visionary...Bruised by Adversity...Sly...Guileful...Patient...Skilled in All Ways of Contending" who through that tube...[too]...saw that he was in the land of Phenomenon where he must for certain one day die as he was like the rest too a passing show.

 

 

6/6/12:

 

Your wonderful inhabitants of Green Town, Illinois will live on forever in every reader's imagination, Ray Bradbury.

 

Thanks for the extraordinary midwestern memories,

Jf

 

 

6/4/12:

 

I came upon a dying girl, Goddess of Democracy

Her bleached white bones couldn't hide the marks of war

She fell from grace but her dream will never die

For there's blood on the streets of Tiananmen Square

Children's blood on the streets of Tiananmen Square

 

Carry the word to the nearest village

Carry the word down to the sea

Carry the truth to all the nations

These people died to be free

 

Carry The Word

Havrylak Kern

(1989)

 

Safe Passage for the Solar Transit of Venus now secured.

Welcome to your New Home, Mom.

 

Love,

Jf

 

 

5/29/12:

 

Wedded here as a musical medley, Havrylak Kern's Emerald Tent and HeadWaters (songs #6 and #7 salvaged so far from the long sunken "Aquarian Nativity Play" 4Q521) are now available as the 9 minute 11 second Emerald Tent Headwaters (see photo in Memorial Day post below and Attachment #17 at page bottom which, as with all this webpage's mp3s, can be freely listened to or downloaded by clicking on the downward blue arrow located to the far right of each song's name).

 

From Modena province earthquakes to Two-Hearted River watershed wildfires, my creative pathfinding radar senses an archetypal reality tumbling all ajumble.

 

Happy Birthday to both Great Great Grandfather Michael Moses (168) and Dear Cousin Jack (95). We're all in this together now guys come rain or come shine.

 

"Jesus...Mohammed...God"

 

Or, as Dr. Passki said of his word-associating Los Angeles VA Hospital psychiatric patient in 1974's The Crazy World of Julius Vrooder (my purging ritual day-after movie antidote to the annual memory dirge accompanying Memorial Day grief):  

 

"He was a radio man. You just don't understand him."

 

May Assad's Days of Rage and his evil Syrian Regime soon perish from our increasingly empathic planet.

 

Over There,

Jf

 

 

5/28/12:

 

 

In Excelsus Deo Memorium

Peace On Earth

Goodwill Toward Men

 

Back tomorrow with Emerald Tent Headwaters,

Havrylak

 

 

5/24/12:

 

God Speed and Goddess Energy to Egypt's Democracy Rejuvenators.

Now that you have fairly won participatory seats at the Great Round Table of national and international politics, make the most of your time in and out of elected office by raising up your children's 21st century future for the rest of this world to see.

 

For "Radio Free Japheth",

I'm Havrylak Kern

 

 

5/20/12:

 

Havrylak heart PBS's latest "American Masters" (who among us doesn't miss Johnny?) and the SNL season finale (which was music & comedy WOW on too many levels to count). May Providence guide your future artistic endeavors, Kristen.

 

Jf (who is heading north tomorrow for his annual hiking appointment with the "Wicker Man" and already feeling the athletic burn)

 

 

5/17/12:

 

There will always be you too, Ladonna

This State of Independence shall ever be

As a Larger Truth abounds our Land 

 

Mourning Dove to Raven-in-Flight,

Havrylak

 

 

5/8/12:

 

"The whole thing has gone kablooey. The current model in which we try to

compensate for structural economic weakness with tax cuts and an unsustainable

welfare state, simply cannot last. The old model is broken. The jig is up."

 

David Brooks

http://tinyurl.com/d96dzcv

 

"We're really regressing back to the dark ages. It's not a joke. And if that's happening in the

most powerful, richest country in history, then this catastrophe isn't going to be averted--"

 

Noam Chomsky

http://tinyurl.com/d75wzwr

 

Common ground or a handshake over the polarized abyss?

 

Havrylak (who still recalls, with a certain self-righteous fondness for intelligent design, that mantra from the 1960s: "The System is the problem.")

 

 

5/1/12:

 

 

Congregationalist Church Maypole Dances in Calumet, MI

(Circa 1904)

 

An mp3 of Maypole Dance (Attachment #25 at page bottom) uploaded for May Day. The 1983 guitar instrumental was recorded on a cassette boombox in the metallic confines of a Bambi Airstream echo chamber and spiffed up a touch with Cool Edit Pro 2.0 computer software.

 

Ahh, the Good Old Days. Christian and Pagan traditions intermingling quite civilly wouldn't you say?

 

Let the kids circle dance once again in our public squares.

 

Havrylak

 

 

4/28/12:

 

Our New Mucker's Book Club spring quarter "Golden Shovel" of 2012 is awarded to the intrepid journalistic diggers at Current TV's The Young Turks.

 

Havrylak also heart the repertorial players at 30 Rock Live and Red Eye for their ongoing satirical deconstruction of America's celebrity culture excesses.

 

 

4/22/12:

 

"Freedom hath been hunted round the globe."

Thomas Paine

 

With an earthly procreation myth planted at its Edenic vortex, there is probably enough heretical theological vertigo swirling through Dominion Of Love (mp3 attachment #16 at page bottom) to momentarily wobble nearly every monotheistic sect (including Thomas Paine's deists) on our Blue-Green Planet so perhaps this 5th dreamsong to be salvaged from 4Q521's  shipwrecked "Aquarian Nativity Play" might best be listened to as a kind of soulful evolutionary transmigrating Vision Quest through multiple lifetimes embodied in that panoramic hemispheric westward movement of Judeo-Christian culture. And if, as Jewish mystics have long written, the goal of all cabbalist prayer is the reunion of God and his Shekinah, then maybe this primitive yet grandiloquent ten minute musical "scene d'amour" can also serve as an imaginative reply.

 

Also uploaded today with some minor corrections and changes are final edit versions (in MS Word and Pdf) of the 11-11-11 Flint Wargasm Trailer (attachments #10 and #11 at page bottom) and the 4-1-12 Come To Your Census Trailer (attachments #5 and #6).

 

Happy Whole Earth Be Fruitful Birds n Bees Non-Virtual Reality Day,

Havrylak

 

 

4/13/12:

 

"The Earth belongs in usufruct to the living."

 

Thomas Jefferson

 

 

4/8/12:

"I am only an egg."

Stranger In A Strange Land

Risen from the dead of night to travel back in dreamtime on the pneumatic sailboat of his big-heart power, SoulBoy's off on another superluminal light-brigade mission from riverside tent to God Only Knows When & Where.  ("Moira Has Spun" photo credit: docetically captured by the particle accelerator mind's eye shutter of Havrylak's 18 year old daughter Moira Kern very early Easter Morning 2002 while sleeping in the sorority attic of Iota Chi)

An mp3 of SoulBoy also uploaded today (Attachment #29 at page bottom) which opens rather abruptly with what sounds like the ring of a doorbell. It's another 96 kbps dog and pony demo from my low-tech recording domain, the 4th song of 4Q521's "Aquarian Nativity Play" so far raised up to our New Millennium surface from the Lake Superior depths of a watery 1980s grave.

 

Happy (Easter Egg Hunting) Trails to All,

Havrylak "Valentine" Kern

 

 

4/6/12:

 

 

"When the moon hits your eye like a flat matzah pie that's amore"

 

 

That's Amore

Dean Martin

(as heard on a Passover midrash remix)

 

A pink moon is on it's way near haloed Saturn and bright binary Spica's "Ear of Grain" (upon whose virginal gleam Hipparchus may have discovered the equinoctial precession and sent astrology spinning retro), our first full lunar orb of Spring 2012 in all of its unleavened eggshell brilliance. 

 

Back this Sunday with another beached refugee mp3 from that strange time-travelling musical shipwreck 4Q521 (a "Smile" for the 80s as some rock mag wag could've put it).

 

Happy "Quartodecimans Controversy" Day and may the Bad Vibes of this increasingly Darwinian World pass you over and by and not get ye,

HK

 

 

4/1/12:

 

Re-entering Cyberville City today in dual tragicomic observance with an mp3 of Refugium (Attachment #27 at page bottom) which is another salvaged dreamsong from the "Aquarian Nativity Play" 4Q521 + a second literary flashforward (future chapter preview from Veritas Caput's Book Of Life) aka narrative flashback (April 1, 1980) with the "Come To Your Census Trailer" (Attachments #5 and #6 at page bottom).

 

 
 "Waiting Patiently for the Perfect Pitch"
(July 1962)
 
Play De Ludo Globi,
HK
 
 
3/20/12:
 
"He felt all the old feeling."
 
Big Two-Hearted River

Did someone here in early February say "Green Spring Rising"? Has it ever sprung quite like this before?

Today's mp3 remix of Two-Hearted River (Attachment #31 at page bottom) is another bare bones demo raised up from the catacombs of my primitive home studio and was last publically performed at the 1982 Hiawatha Folk Festival in Champion, MI.

"He was holding something in his head."

On Writing (Hemingway's original conclusion for Big Two-Hearted River)

Back on Palm Sunday (if not sooner) with another Book Of Life "preview trailer" and that's no foolin'.

Havrylak "Jack-in-the-Green" Kern

 

3/19/12:

 

"The Affordable Care Act is the only thing protecting us from an imminent surge in the number of Americans who can't afford

essential care, so this reform had better survive--because if it doesn't, many Americans who need health care won't" 

 

Hurray For Health Reform

Paul Krugman

http://tinyurl.com/8y5afgr

 

Hurray for Mr. Krugman.

 

Back tomorrow with some affordable musical health care of my own,

Havrylak

 

 

3/13/12:

 

"I trust you Lily

I'll always trust you."

 

Jack

Legend

(1985)

 

Back on the Vernal Equinox with an mp3 remix of Two-Hearted River.

 

Our wandering star convergence as best I can true blue express it,

Havrylak

 

 

3/7/12:

 

Hidden like a kreplach dumpling beneath the hot dimpled surface of today's Purim Spiel soup special: a romantic screwball commedia dell'arte song titled Harlequin & Columbine whose bare bones mp3 demo is submerged as Attachment #21 at page bottom and on loan here courtesy of esteemed alumni Dinah Columbina as part of an Iota Chi Sorority seasonal masque soundtrack (quite possibly derived from an early '50s Catskills "Looney Tunes" themed magic act featuring Tess Kaputski called "Cwazy Wabbi & The Wed Head") and performed live at the Sheboygan Conservatory not all that long ago within a future chapter of Veritas Caput's Book Of LIfe.

 

  

 "Harlequin's a Cwazy Wabbi

Hanging from an apple tree

Grinning for his one and only

She's the Muse of Comedy

 

Columbine is making music

At the Sunday sock hop dance

Singing for her one and only

He's the High King of Romance

 

...

 

The Minne-Story of their We Formation

Reinspires the daily grind

Just need good knowledge and imagination

To liberate your holy mind"

 

Harlequin & Columbine

(1989)

 

And now a thankful family tree shoutout for my great great maternal grandfather Michael Moses who was born May 29, 1844 somewhere in the Kingdom of Prussia and who presciently emigrated with his father Josef to America from that realm of endless ethnic warfare prior to marrying his first wife Adeline (1867 in Clio, MI); and who later, according to family legend, killed a bear that broke into their Newaygo, MI log cabin; and who then married six more times after Adeline's passing in sad unlucky succession before dying October 16, 1928 at the age of 84 in Grand Rapids with the wizened  visage of an Old Testament prophet.

 

 

Mazel tov to you, Good Sir, and to your granddaughter (my great aunt) Esther and to all the other "Queen Esthers" out there celebrating the plurality of Purim tonight.

 

Back on April 1st (if not sooner) with another literary "trailer" from an as yet unfinished future chapter within the Book Of Life.

 

Happy Woman's History Month,

Jf (as seen hanging down like some prayerful boy buddha in the summer of 1963 from a backyard mulberry tree branch in the photo above) 

 

 

2/29/12:

 

I who cometh leaping upon the mountains and skipping upon the hills

Who hath done no violence and hath no deceit in my mouth

Who was cut off from the land of the living

Who was imprisoned in silent affliction

Who is acquainted with grief and sorrow

And who has interceded for all transgression

I shall not be discouraged till judgement is brought forth

For by my knowledge I have justified many having borne their pain

 

 

 

My reward is within me: a creative cup quickened with the living water of music and literature:

 

"But Jesus said unto them, Ye know not what ye ask: can ye drink of the cup that I drink

of and be baptized with the baptism that I am baptized with? And they said unto him,

We can. And Jesus said unto them, Ye shall indeed drink of the cup that I drink of;

and with the baptism that I am baptized with shall ye be baptized."

 

Mark 10: 38-9

 

Back on March 7 with something special for Purim.

 

 

 

 2/26/12:

 

"I talk to my own kind."

 

Wintermute + Rio

 

Neuromancer

William Gibson

 

Back on Leap Day to do just that,

Havrylak

 

 

2/23/12:

 

As someone who still waxes nostalgic for the late 1970s "Soft Energy Path" energy policy strategies of Amory Lovins, Buckminster Fuller and President Carter, today's "American Energy" speech by President Obama at the bottom end of Highway 41 was a wonderful counter refrain to the long running taxpayer subsidized bigwigs of Big Oil both near and far.

 

Conservation, a decentralized redundancy of local resources, both low and high tech...whatever works and can be made environmentally healthy: America's foreign policy freedom of conscience and our own energy independence have always been inextricably entwined.

 

Thank you again, Mr. President.

 

OK. Day 1 of 40 for not strumming my psaltery. So far so good.

 

HK

 

 

2/22/12:

 

If there was ever any opthamological myopia in the international community over the brutal character and nature of the Syrian Regime (whose president-for-life, born September 11, 1965, might make some of the more paranoid among us reconsider the magical-thinking significance of this birth date in the caliphate cult crucible of Al Qaeda's calendar inspiration), let thy prescription glasses now be ethically cleansed to stare eagle-eyed at an increasingly dangerous Middle Eastern world some seem hellbent on conjuring for their own tyrannical ends.

 

Blessed sister, holy mother

Spirit of the fountain, spirit of the garden

...

Spirit of the river, spirit of the sea

Suffer me not to be separated and let my cry come unto Thee

 

Ash Wednesday

T.S. Eliot

 

Wash me with sand ashes whiter than snow and let my Psalmist's Fast go forth and flow,

HK

 

 

2/14/12:

 

Here With You, another dreamsong from the "Aquarian Nativity Play" 4Q521, uploaded for Valentine's Day (Attachment #22 at page bottom).

 

What's good for the Michi-goose may have once been good for the Michi-gander (with apologies to the shy of eye), but if there is any aesthetic propriety in our camera clogged world this will be it on the "Eros" webfront for me. Grandfather, though still fit and trim, is getting too old for this sort of thing.

 

 

Deer Camp Odalisque in Blush-Red Birthday Suit

(Attachment #9 at page bottom)

Headed for "Crossing Place" Dreamtime on 10/10/05 whilst freezing off my manhide

Autosnapped by "Moon Ray" Matisse and probably already a purloined canvas

 

I need you Healing Angel

You know I do

I run in amber solitude

Crying so long

I can't leave

You'll need a Special Key

Only your soft kiss can unlock me

 

I need you Flower Darling

You know I do

Garden Princess

Wild Rose wet with dew

I'm dreaming in my Emerald Tent

Under a blossoming apple tree

Only your sweet scent can awaken me

 

I've sailed with you for years

On a lake filled by your tears

Weeping Woman can you rescue me?

Our Love's Course is steered from the heart

No words can make it real

Only that feeling can turn the wheel

 

Emerald Tent

1981

 

  

For M from J (whose cat whiskerage has long since been shorn), Happy Fourteenther Day.

 

 

2/13/12:

 

LUV U 2, Sir Paul (and your amazing musician friends).

 

Best Golden Slumbers EVER!

 

Wart

 

 

2/12/12:

 

This is very heart-wrenching news to wake up to. Whitney Houston's stunning performance of One Moment In Time at the top of the February 22, 1989 Grammy broadcast remains scorched in my memory as the inspired overture to that overwhelming experience (as mentioned below) which changed my life forever. My sincere condolences to her friends and family for their irretrievable loss.

 

Back on Valentine's Day in the wake of this tragedy with a love song. The show, as it is sadly said for all of us, must go on.

 

Havrylak 

 

 

2/2-4/12:

 

History-channelling back to 1989 today with a bardic poem christened American Ecologue (Attachments #1 and #2 at page bottom in MS Word and PDF) and an MP3 of Maha Dinah (Attachment #23).

 

 
American Ecologue is an outward spiralling four-part symphonic Fibonaccian structure penned to paper in excruciatingly slow fashion from November 1988 to March 1989 (serially intermission'd by that traumatic unnerving aftershock of viewing the Zapruder Film's nascent network news broadcast on 11/22, a 2/22 Washington's Birthday "Triple Ship Epiphany" whose early evening "Fly By" 100 football field yards above my backyard was backlit by a starry-eyed black sky--flying due west from the east in graceful triangular formation, 5 o'clock traffic slow, soundless in their prehistoric pageantry, each twinkling craft the size of a two-car garage and multicolour lit as pagan christmas trees--immediately followed by three 911 ambulance trips to the Mount Sinai C.I.C.  in downtown Minneapolis, Flowering Crab City of Water & Love, during a tripartite seven day eighth floor ascension trial & error'd from my basement studio whose emerging storyline felt far more like spiritual theatre than hospital rescue:
 
And this shall be a sign to you:
Ye shall find the Babe wrapped in swaddling clothes
Lying in a manger
 
American Ecologue's call-and-response "Song of Myself" rap is shared by a Sumerian Singer who seems to have nearly a 100 Names (if not 1000 Faces) and a Triple Songstress who has judiciously been given the Final Word.
 

 
Maha Dinah was composed in the Summer of 1989 (inspired by a wonderful song called Cherish from Like A Prayer) and recorded in the fall of 2005 when some lyrical tweakage was performed for a brief and wisely unrequited romance which pea-blossomed like wildflower love-in-idleness eyelid potion puckishly applied on Midsummer's Eve to an innocently dreaming lover (picture elfin Queen Galadriel's temptation in sylvan Lothlorien by Frodo with the The One Ring at her silver pitcher poured baptismal Mirror Font in the LOTR trilogy's most profoundly canonical scene).
 
The 1972 Nilsson "coco/lime" repeating verse at Maha Dinah's end originally sang: "Flying in on Flight 1155" (or, in Roman numerals, "Flight MLVC"). Mike Powell, soon after the original lyrics to MD were completed in 1991, long-jumped that same jersey number into track & field history on the cover of Sports Illustrated for synchronistic reasons which, even for a life-long runner like me, still stretched the taut boundaries of my statistically-constrained incredulity.
 
 

 

    "Unlike those 29 drowned on the Edmund Fitz, my Sailor's Voyage may still be salvagable," said Kid Shelleen to Cat Ballou (or at least might have if the film had not been released in 1965, a shark-jumping  anachronism of editorial fatigue I will not inflict on you any further, Ma'am).

 

Candlemas has come and gone

Temple Solar Lit, Virgin Purim'd

 

Though now stressed to the max from far more directions than I've ever felt before, you long ago had me (and probably most everyone else) at Chai and I truly hope to someday slow dance with you toward the end of time (or at the very least as far as possible into this unnameable rhapsody of things as they are), but until some zephyr driven stork arrives to beak me into your world I cannot imagine how that will ever come to be.

 

Green Spring Rising

Godspeed Easter, Sadie Hawkins and Esther too

 

Mine and My Family's Undying Boy Ranger Two-Hearted River of Wild Blue Love to You and All of Yours,

Jf

 

 

1/25/12:

 

Today's Capitol tribute from Rep. Wasserman-Shultz to Rep. Giffords is about as profound as politics can get.

 

http://c-spanvideo.org/program/Fairw

 

 

1/16/12:

 

The end of Chapter 5 and beginning of Chapter 6 uploaded on MLK Day (first 45 pages of Veritas Caput's Book of LIfe downloadable as Attachment's #3 & #4 at page bottom).

 

Not much I realize but this is the only playground I've ever known.

 

If you'll play in my yard, I'll play in yours.

 

The best things in life are free.

 

The deeper and deeper one historically goes, Democritus rules and so should all of WE,

Havrylak Kern

 

 

1/11/12:

 

Our New Mucker's Book Club first "Golden Shovel" of 2012 is awarded to Dylan Ratigan's Greedy Bastards which is rant-o-riffic as the wise and compassionate rhetoric of his daily MSNBC guests.

 

Who are the "Greedy Bastards"? 

 

Well there may be many more of them than you might at first think. 

 

Search Engine Forth Intrepid Diggers,

HK

 

 

1/1/12:

 

Another shipwrecked refugee beached from that “Aquarian Nativity Play” 4Q521, first broadcast via my old man’s Bambi Airstream and ham yagi in the autumn of 1983* and trailing Freedom Tears here in real time sequence at Havrylak.com, an mp3 of NorthStar uploaded for Day 1 of 2012 (the anno uno domini mundi of “Year Icododeco”?). Click on attachment #26 at page bottom for our dog & pony show 96 kbps multitrack studio recording best heard, as I’ve mentioned before, through a pair of decent headphones.

 

"He shall pour the water out of his buckets

And his seed shall be in many waters”

 

Numbers 24:7

 

Put a comedic sock in your pi-hole, doomsayers!

 

Top o’ the Day-In/Week-Out Hyperborean Mornin’ of this Hysteric Year to Y’all,

Havrylak

 

* JFTR, two verses of NorthStar’s original lyric were revised after the events of 9/11/2001 (“She cried to me her memory of that day the towers fell/Then shed her fears by casting one last spell”).

 

 

12/25/11:

 

From 4Q521, a curious time-travelling “Aquarian Nativity Play” performed long ago in that snowy “Crossing Place” also known as “The Keweenaw”, this prescient Radio Free Japheth shortwave broadcast transcript excerpt rescued from an old reel-to-reel tape:

 

One fine beautiful day a refreshing bucket-brigade of participatory democracy

Will pour from the cups of those Two Watercarriers circling the old North Star

To heal the wounded, revive the dead and proclaim glad tidings for all the poor

 

Merry Christmas Cheer to Democracy Rejuvenators in Russia, Syria, Egypt and everywhere else people yearn to free themselves from the yoke of oppression,

HK

 

 

11/23/11:

 

Keep the peaceful-resistance faith alive, Tahrir Square, and one fine day you'll really get there.

 

Best wishes to all involved,

HK

 
 
11/11/11:

 

Both a flashback (late December 1969) and flashforward (some future chapter in the Book Of Life), today’s “Flint Wargasm Trailer” (Attachments #10 & #11 below) has been uploaded this sunny autumn afternoon in two salvaged pieces from the bow and midsection of a 2004 first draft long since sunken to Veritas Caput’s Mother Superior floor.

 

Happy Armistice Day to all American Veterans young and old with profound gratitude for your enduring noble service to Peace and Freedom here on God’s Green Earth,

HK

 

 

10/24/11:

 

As many a marine league veteran must have already noted, the Edmund Fitzgerald did not sink “about a dozen miles” from the town of Two Heart. Closer to 25 miles. Or, as any sea-seasoned jack tar might measure it: “nearly 22 nautical miles” (which is precisely the narrative course correction uploaded to VC’s “Book Of Life” today).
 

Special t’anks to aqualung_grrl09 for the head’s up!

 

Back on 11/11/11 with a curio that may one day be salvaged from the cutting room floor.

 

From those dank gurgling catacombs beneath the Calumet Opera House then [Exeunt],

HK
 
 
10/16/11:
 
The conversation continues (if only briefly): final draft of the first 43 pages of Veritas Caput's “Book Of Life” uploaded in MS Word and Adobe Pdf files today, replacing the 40 page versions uploaded last April. Both files are now available at the bottom of this webpage (Attachments #3 & #4).
 

An mp3 of Freedom Tears (Attachment #18) has also been uploaded today. It is the 1985 composition of a young man whose vagabond moccasins appear to be headed north in search of personal freedom (as well as gainful occupation and economic fairness perhaps). The song is freely offered in honor of Ozawindib & Henry Rowe Schoolcraft, Louis Armstrong & Muddy Waters, Johnny Rivers & Elvis Presley, and of course, on this day in particular, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

 

From Memphis to the NorthStar State
Upriver I have churned
Hard against the current just to make this sternwheel turn
Wildblue is my waterdream
Wildblue as the western sky
Like Huck Finn and his Brother Jim
Freedom tears are the tears I cry
I cry


It's up to you, New York New York.
 
Your A#1 Emperor of the North Pole,
Havrylak Kern
 
 
9/9/11:
 
UR Song uploaded in memory of 9/11/2001 and all that's come after. This mp3 can be freely downloaded at page bottom (Attachment #32).
 
Excelsior Excelsior New York New York!
  
To the Headwaters or Bust,
Havrylak Kern
 
 
8/8/11:
 
"Human Progress is the Work not of the Mind, but of the Hand"
 
Democritus of Abdera 
 
HK
 
 
8/4/11:
 
Assad's Days of Rage
Qadaffi's Last Page
Mubarak's Prison Cage
 
Your People are coming for you, Arab Emperors
 
Lisan al-Gaib
(Giver of Water)
 
 
7/9/11:
 
"Bryan sloshed"
 
Please keep the personal reminiscences coming, Mr. Cavett, and apologize for nothing.
I seriously miss this kind of funny.
 
Buck
 
 
6/21/11:
 
Composed circa 1980 in Ann Arbor, recorded July 1993 on a cassette boombox and short-waved flanged September 24, 2007 via Cool Edit Pro 2.0 for a literary accompaniment yet to be revealed, an mp3 demo of Grass Roots Do Be Do uploaded today as narrative preview of where Veritas Caput's "Book Of Life" looks to be currently headed. This one-take single track blue-green tune is now available for download (Attachment #19 at page bottom) for even less than the proverbial song, awaiting some future multitrack incarnation no doubt. As with all my available mp3s, a pair of decent headphones are by far the best sounding method of music-to-ear delivery.
 
Hello Summer,
HK 
 
 
6/3/11:
"The Arab reform process is the peace process"
David Brooks
NY Times
 
Bingo!
 
Thank you, Mr. Brooks.
HK
 
 
5/2/11:
 
Thank you, Mr. President.
Thank you, Navy Seal Team 6.
 
 
4/27/11:

 

Final draft of the first 40 pages of Veritas Caput's "Book Of Life" uploaded as both a 490 kb Word doc and an 836 kb Pdf file today, now available at the bottom of this webpage. I've removed all the individual chapter attachments in the name of simplification. The Google "View" version of the Pdf file looks fine but the "View" version of the Word doc is full of formatting glytches so only the "download" version of the Word doc is accurate and eye-friendly. 

 

The first 4 mp3s of Havrylak Kern’s accompanying song cycle are available at these Amazon urls:

 

1. Great Sand Bay: http://tinyurl.com/ncuhxh  

2. Autumn Canticle: http://tinyurl.com/y9knkah

4. When Music Comes Inside: http://tinyurl.com/2esruow 

 

Until next time,

HK

 

 

3/23/11:

 

Here's looking at you, Hitch. Hope you're feeling healthier soon. 

 

Nuclear Cheers,

HK

 

 

2/15/11:

 

There you go, man

Keep as cool as you can

Face piles of trials with smiles

It riles them to believe

That you perceive

The web they weave

 

And keep on thinking free

 

In The Beginning

On The Threshold Of a Dream

Moody Blues

(1969)

 

Western Cheers to all of our Democracy-Loving Friends from Eastern Persia to the Strait of Gibraltar,

HK

 

 

2/7/11:

 

Well-thought out democratic transformation takes reasonable time to craft so make the most of your middle path to true reform while you can. Who knows, you may someday leapfrog the rest of us if you really get it right. In the spirit of meaningful and peaceful passage, Bertol Thorvaldsen’s “Ganymede Feeding the Eagle”:
 
 

Go Egypt,

HK

 

 

2/2/11:

 

We who come leaping upon the mountains and skipping upon the hills

Who have done no violence and have no deceit in our mouth

Who were cut off from the land of the living

Who were imprisoned in silent affliction

Who are acquainted with grief and sorrow

And who have interceded for all transgression

We shall not be discouraged until judgement on tyranny and terror is brought forth

 

 

Hang tough, organize, and put on a full court free-press for fair elections,

HK

 
 
1/29/11:
 
Free elections. Genuinely free elections. Let the people decide. It really does work.
 
Cheers,
HK
 
 
1/20/11:
 
Hoisted up, on an equine whim, just for fun: Trail Guide For The Perplexed (Attachment #45 at page bottom).

HK so
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