What's gone around has come around that circle many times, still, some are smeared as felons so the felon's not defined. Too, where "newborns" gnaw at ankles of the aged, dulling teeth, they mewl their dreary questions like the "first" time's re-released.
These think they have their "answers" so they're bellicose and smirking but the ground must shift beneath them... lack of manners isn't working!
These new-guys use a saber of impatience, I suspect. They have that youthful vigor of the outraged and perplexed. They've resolved hypocrisies, outlined in decades past, but think them new, re-prosecute... to run right out of gas.
Intransigent and churlish, they would persecute respect, so then like a child's expected? Trade their favor for neglect.
But they've "purpose," unremitting, that pretends to see them through, if righteous in their outrage (which conflicts their point of view). They are betrayed and shortchanged, but... their aim has gone awry. It's the engines of their culture they should discount and decry.
The 'old' guys, then, new scapegoats for the 'young' guy's dearth of depth... these fight anew old battles... when those battles are the past.
Example? Rudiak's "demented" for construction and detail. He is, in fact, faux criticized... for covering subjects well! His "Ramey stuff" is smoking gun! Printy's powder's wet, 'smart lawyers' wade assumptive-ness... to cross a line? You bet.
The quandary of Dave's hecklers is their failure to provide a "counter golf-swing" good enough to contradict their lie.
Hall's an ancient hard-nose? It remains he wrote the book. He's chronicled, and early, a long, hard... hoary look. He can be forgiven, then, impatience some deride as they prosecute their ignorance from the shoulders he'd provide.
He's earned in spades the accolades that he still does without... He is "the old man down the road" who "Creedence" sang about.
Clark's a "snob elitist" and an "ET plutocrat"? There's precious little value in assessing such as that. Like those preceding indicate (in decades of real time), of that there is small evidence, bad reason, and no rhyme.
An honored man won't suffer fools who beg to be corrected, then fix upon 'inconsequence' to keep their ass projected...
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...Now, stand with me in desert's dark sans city-light or shine. The air is cold and dry and stark... a moment froze in time. The star field is... immense... out there, a billion points of light... bedazzling us with brilliance born from reds and blues turned bright.
There is no cloud or moon to hide this grandeur... halting breath... it is the bald antithesis of darkness... even death...
A million, million points of white all glitter in your view. They symbolize an endless time... producing me and you. They are the pressure cooker of the matter that we mind, an endless chain of living things considers what it finds.
On Earth produced are 'people'... some are humans that we know. Too, crows and whales and wolves and bees... much loved by us? Well, no.
...Now pick one star, and any star. Pick one from all the millions! The 'space' that star must mask from view... is a trifling, tiny smidgeon. Though, expand that tiny aperture; blow it up all huge: a photograph to stop your heart - a change for all your views!
See, it's not mere stars you're seeing as the picture fills your eyes. It's billions of new galaxies as stars to fill that sky!
Now tell me we're alone in this, or the "state of God's proud art." That we bejewel creation's crown, or light a sad Earth's fart? It's clear we're pre-pubescent - if passed from wombs at all! Prolonging immaturity insures our crippling fall.
It's clear in layered evidence we're pompous - insincere... though UFOs remain extant and are our new frontier!
They are the best 'sedition' if you think on it at all. That's why the 'man' deplores them plying hurdle, screen, and stall. It's why we have an "info void" well larded by the smirks of skeptibunky charlatans and other funded jerks.
See, Culture's in denial... it's why we are regressing... we suffer culture's failing... Our culture is distressing.
Is it not undeniable that Culture is no friend to the individual where the individual has ever been the redeemer of same?
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