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How we got here today

August 31, 2014 by jgtaylor

way back in the beginning, Europe wanted gold; the people were restless and the rulers were getting old. They sent their emissaries over into the new world where stood a new philosophy of utilitarianism that unfurled. With gold nearly valueless while industrial revolution brews; kings are stuck without tools while rebels use screws. They built … Read moreHow we got here today

one all powerfull black man is the same as one all powerfull white man

December 23, 2009 by jgtaylor

I saw in the New York Times today, that good ol’ Gitmo Bay won’t be closed for a while. these politician crocodiles dream up new tortured ways to pass a bill for us to pay; i’ve given up being sick – the rest is the body politic, waiting on dreams of decency… waiting on you … Read moreone all powerfull black man is the same as one all powerfull white man

Bolsheviks Play Zurich

November 1, 2009 by jgtaylor

Delinquent Tonight

November 1, 2009 by jgtaylor

Where Were You for the Last Round?

November 1, 2009 by jgtaylor

the New Game called, “Who’s an Asshole?!”

March 24, 2009 by jgtaylor

Good ol’ Brookings Institute offers this food for thought by one of their “brightest”. Of course, You’ll have to read it, but it shouldn’t take long – he uses simple words. I could have let it go as just another moron spouting off, except for the advise to the president at the end: The net … Read morethe New Game called, “Who’s an Asshole?!”

Power of the Pen

March 14, 2009 by jgtaylor

With your pens, your words, you’ve crumbled countless lives, denied life to the dying, food to the starving, water to the thirsty. Absolution will not come from Abstraction: your lines of rulers, policies and declarations; your desire and hubris is not masked through messengers or your failed intermediaries. No entity alive can offer forgiveness for … Read morePower of the Pen

The Unarmed Document

January 13, 2009 by jgtaylor

This week, we’ve thrown form out the window and decided to let you write your own ending. Or, at the very least, write the last few lines. Of course, you have to not get bored first, but … we think you can do it.

Dream the Wrong Way

July 29, 2008 by jgtaylor

Dream the Wrong Way, in deserted streets with your scooter and your helmet. Of Course I would Stop… shock, when I saw your feet sparkling heels on the seat! Who Dreams This Way?

trying for Right

July 29, 2008 by jgtaylor

I keep these clouds hidden in my shoe, the rain in my pocket. I keep the lightning in my ears, thunder in my hand, these shoes, well, they fly and my pocket floods. My ears only hear the light sounds, and my hand, it just trembles. Though all of this, these things that I hold … Read moretrying for Right