Just going over links in the Eighties section and noticed I still have some bad links on quite a few individual poems. They are the links to the "year 19__" in the title and at the end of every poem. That's about an hour, either to physically do it, or finally check the old Dreamweaver help screen to learn how to change all those links at once. (And I know that command is in the program, too.) But that bigscreen is calling. It is past 7, a weekend, and I'm glad I'm in California, where it is a balmy 63 during the day (un-naturally cold, even for winter here, but we don't even want to think that it's getting colder in California. It's normal, like the fires and the floods. But the other coast is getting one of history's coldest snaps, and the blame is on global warming. Go figure. I've believed the weather has been "turning around" for some time, probably most of my life. Nothing strange. Everything happens sooner or later, and mankind seemed hell bent on making sure we perished sooner or later when they started realizing they were mucking up the planet. When did we first "celebrate" Earth Day. 1970? You certainly could see it coming back then, and it's only getting worse. Just guess we'll have to wait and see what happens when California sinks in the sea because of the oceans rising, not because of earthquakes!

Disaster:A Reality Show
poetry 1-16-04 7:29pm

Arcane Wisdom heralded doom,
Falling into pits of hellish random violence
Burning flesh and retribution reach.
Man didn't learn though.
Arcane wisdom failed to teach
Him, and dark ages fell
Even spiritual redemption failed to tell
Him what he always knew but never realized.
He survived countless wars,
If he didn't get himself killed
He dominated the earth, and collected the prize
The cost was too much,
Religion, Trade,
Wars and Technology
Caused much pain in the end, not to man but
To Mother Earth
Now News shows tell us night and day
Someone shot somebody else
Somebody blew themselves up in a bus station
Mad Cows are everywhere
The terror alert is on orange
The killer bees are coming
Nothing we eat is safe
The ozone layer is almost gone
The plankton are dying and the seas are rising
The eskimos are dying of radiation poisoning
And we're all going to die
As usual