Reading a book so good in Polish that it’s making me think I need to translate it so I can force everyone I know to read it

Celebrating the 250th anniversary of the United States with the dumbest, most corrupt president ever in power is a bit like celebrating a wedding anniversary after your spouse murdered all your children and drained your bank accounts.

Give me a poem prompt, if you would.

Drafted my first poem in months today. Weak, unclear, unstable metaphors.
A start, though.
A start.

the human body was not designed to know what the worst person in the world is doing every fifteen minutes

The original STAR WARS began filming on this day 50 years ago

There’s still a 4chan?

This is good?

“But, as you see, it's a beautiful day, the Strait of Hormuz is open and people are having a wonderful time.”

Some bot account complaining about pronouns in bio shit. I asked the bot to write a poem about pangolins and it did

It happened again

Weird they dragged in Hillary Clinton when there's another First Lady right there in the White House who actually knew Jeffrey Epstein.

obviously today is a huge embarrassment for Matt Goodwin and for Reform, which is something that we absolutely ought to celebrate, but we must also remember it's a huge embarrassment for Morgan McSweeney and Maurice Glasman and all the Blue Labour weirdos, and that's important to celebrate too :)

headline from newscientist: AIs can’t stop recommending nuclear strikes in war game simulations

WARGAMES (1983)
Dir. John Badham

Netflix Backs Out of Bid for Warner Bros., Paving Way for an Ellison Takeover

The richest man owns X.

The second and third richest men control Google.

The fourth richest man owns Facebook, Instagram, and WhatsApp.

The fifth richest man owns The Washington Post.

And now the sixth richest could soon take over both Paramount and Warner Bros.

See the problem here?

State of the Prunion.

At the airport

Trying to sum up the energy to come back to the socials, and yet they insist on showing me the news

The poems struggle to emerge when the historical moment piles cold stones into a cairn upon their heads.

Another day without a new poem. I wonder what I spend my time doing? Listening to the air conditioner, maybe, for some stability while I read the news.

Minnesota National Guard members have arrived at a federal building and were directed to distribute donuts, coffee, and hot chocolate to anti-ICE protesters. Guard members were issued reflective vests so they would not be mistaken for federal agents.

Reading the news from the US is like drilling a hole in your own belly. Painful. Destructive. And when you can bear it no more, your only discovery is torn flesh, and some emptiness.

nursesonja • 7h & Threads Let us not forget, it was the same administration that reduced us to wearing trash bags as protective gear while we watched the hospital go up in flames around us during the pandemic that just murdered one of our own on the streets in broad daylight. As a nurse & as a person, I will never forgive. I will never forget. I will never back down. This was never about border control. This is about total control. O240 Q5 G34 → 21

The nurses are pissed

INTERNAL VOICE: I should post. I should engage in the discourse. I should be visible. I should build an audience. I should respond to world events…

Checks socials. Reads. Sits still. Watches speaks of dust float in a cold square of sunshine. Makes a fist.

Breathes out.

Breathes out.

Another proud day for America.

The world learned today that you absolutely have to bully this dumb old asshole as a collective. Better late than never for them, but we better get used to being aggressively humiliated for the next few years.

Still dry. Sigh.

Dry.

I am suddenly made of YES.

Had that burst of creative energy in the middle of the year, wrote about 30 poems and a couple of short stories, then became distracted with work. Now, the tank’s bone dry. The page stays blank. The rhythm goes unheard.

Has this happened to you?