“The press today is an army with carefully organized weapons, the journalists its officers, the readers its soldiers. But, as in every army, the soldier obeys blindly, and the war aims and operating plans change without his knowledge. The reader neither knows nor is supposed to know the purposes for which he is used and the role he is to play. There is no more appalling caricature of freedom of thought. Formerly no one was allowed to think freely; now it is permitted, but no one is capable of it any more. Now people want to think only what they are supposed to want to think, and this they consider freedom.” - Oswald Spengler

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Saturday, 26 May 2012

  • A POEM

    THE PLUSES AND MINUSES OF OVERPROTECTIVE LOVE

    Though you were beautiful, our society has never seen your face

    I kept you like a prisoner, I had good intentions

    I also did it for other reasons; anything could happen if you went outside

     

    The advice about holding on too tightly seemed like the ramblings of a man who has never been in love

    His love was good morning and good night and the day in between thinking about other things and other people

    My love is continual, constant, omnipresent.  It will dictate what you can and most likely cannot do

     

    Though your contributions are apparent to the only person that matters

    No one else will ever be able to see them

    Only gaze up at the pedestal I put you on

     

    “I know they consider me not having my own life as an outrage

    It’s expected I go away for chick’s weekends, drinks and manicures

    He compared me to the bust of Venus and it’s as if I lost the use of my arms

    Doing every little thing for me.  Outrage turns into the puppy dog stupidity of oooo’s and ahhhh’s

    I am satisfied with being a priceless work of art” 

     


Friday, 25 May 2012

  • A POEM

    THE FAILED EMULATION OF GOOD TIME CHARLIE

    They keep telling me you can have too good a time

    I’ll believe it when I can see it

    Just like I’ll believe in him when I finally see him

    In a bar, in a disco, at a happy hour, at a movie premiere

    By him, I don’t mean anybody supernatural

    I mean the one who dominates the scene by fitting in so easily

    In a black tuxedo with red ruffles surrounded by women

     

    He looks like a bullfighter

    And I’m reminded of the story I heard

    Wherein he visits a strange town for one or two nights and he talks to normal women and they are calling the people he stayed with for days afterwards looking for him

     

    I’ve lived in the same strange town for a long time now

    And there’s no one looking for me

    For this purpose, I take on the death migration, the one that uses up everything you are

    I put on my glow in the dark shirt and leotards and I’m prepared to make a fool of myself again

     

    There’s nobody left to hate

    It was a comfort to blame all the passing partying people

    And then slip quietly away knowing more than you realize about exactly who you are

     


  • A POEM

    YOUR PRETEND CAREER

    If you are going to pretend to be something you are not, a doctor would be a good choice

    Look the part by being well groomed wearing glasses and a studious look

    Read a medical book or two so it seems like you know what you are talking about

     

    If you look like you know what you are talking about

    People will suspend disbelief if you don’t know specifics

    A human being with a canvas heart can learn empathy through observation

     

    Your career of fraud as a human being starts with watching how people care for one another

    You can try this at home using a dummy as a stand-in

    Graduate upwards to a dog or cat usually they bark or hiss and run away

     

    Now, you can almost make others feel at ease when you are in their presence

    A fake doctor doling out advice he is not properly trained or licensed to dispense

    You interacting with other people as someone who actually cares

     

    I pretend I’m one of you

    Although I live outside the realm of conscience and companionship

    Looking at other people as a means to end

    For pleasure, for gain, as surrogates upon which to release anger and frustration  

     

     

  • A REIVEW OF THE RETURN OF THE MAGNIFICENT NINNY AND OTHER POEMS

    A review of  my first book of poetry THE RETURN OF THE MAGNIFICENT NINNY AND OTHER POEMS from the good folks at Pulsar Poetry Webzine - Short and sweet but hits the target!

     

    http://www.pulsarpoetry.com/Pulsar%20Book%20Reviews.htm#The_Return_of_the_Magnificent_Ninny_and_Other_Poems,

     


Thursday, 24 May 2012

  • A POEM

    RECORD BOOK ENTRY FOR THE WORLD’S LONGEST FINGERNAILS

    The man with the world’s longest fingernails lives in Asia

    His fingernails are his meal ticket; he meticulously takes care of them

    He covers them when he goes out like a waterproof cast for a broken arm

     

    The fingernails are curved and hang down heavy like fruit from a low hanging branch

    They all have unicorn stripes along their length

    The spiral is out of control and young boys will see this and tell other young boys

     

    There is nothing special about you and me

    The importance of being absolutely average

    The nation we live in was built by absolutely average men and women

    Many are not satisfied by this

    They want to be recognized in some way

    But have nothing to offer – no talent, no wealth, no good looks

     

    So desperately they search for their hidden talent, their niche of fame

    Meanwhile the man with the world’s longest fingernails eats lunch with the man with world’s longest hair

    They both require assistance

    They used the body and its processes to achieve fame’s supposed distinction

     

     

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  • I am an American living and teaching in Malaysia....In Facebook and YouTube under Raj Dronamraju....My other blog is www.rgdinmalaysia.blogspot.com....I am the author of two books of poetry THE RETURN OF THE MAGNIFICENT NINNY AND OTHER POEMS and SOLIDARITY WITH THE FLESH EATING MOSAIC AND OTHER POEMS....They can be found here www.rajbooks.com

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