More to the somewhat left, Cameron

[ by Charles Cameron — first of two posts ]

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Our friend Scott just observed:

This blog has been getting a little partisan since November…can we go back to being a little more objective?

Here’s the first of two posts in an initial attempt at balance, one from myself and one from Zen, both about today’s Comey testimony.

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Was this the day a boil burst?

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Was this the day a boil burst on the neck of universe?

Universe is too large,

even solar system exaggerates,

Jove Pater may be keeping a paternal eye on us,

there may even be villages in New Guinea

where John Frum is the news topic of the day,

but as Dan Rather just said of Comey’s testimony,

This scene is going to be written about fifty, a hundred,

two hundred years from now; there’s something

Shakespearean about it, in more current terms,

House of Cards..

My mind drifted from the Comey hearings,

and came back, I wondered where it had gone, given

the intensity of the moment,

volcanic maybe, though all moments

have seemingly a sort of priority in their own times

like a balcony in Escher bulging because,

well, because he’s seeing it, making it his focus..

My mind must have wandered,

that’s the metaphor, down to the banks of Lethe,

dipped in, gotten ah somehow baptized,

deep baptized,

so that Lethe, the banks of Lethe,

the steps leading down to the banks of Lethe

all vanished, all submerged,

gone down into oblivion, known

only because once there was mind on Comey

and I woke to mind gone.

Pure Buddhism, pure any meditative practice..

Mind here, gone,

and meanwhile the volcano,

Senate Intelligence Committee hearing, boil,

has burst,

spewed forth evidence Mueller

like a small planetary Jove Pater can work with

in his own moments volcanic —

just an American,

or not quite only an American Jove Pater —

manwhile, Trump ever Mercurial,

Comey stellar..

Speaking of stars, whoah!

Catastrophe,

meaning literally: a downward-turning of the stars.